I add points in the city

Chapter 49
Xia Ming looked at the other party with disdain, and raised his middle finger.

"You are too weak to be my opponent at all."

"Mocking joker" Old Hei stared at Xia Ming, and roared angrily, "Stop talking nonsense, keep going, you haven't won yet."

"Really?" Xia Ming sneered, one meter away from the three-point line, he jumped up lightly, and with a flick of his hand, the three-pointer went into the net.

"Now, it's 2:0, and your defense is as soft as tofu."

"Again, I don't believe you can be so accurate." Old Hei's eyes were red, and he wanted to spit out anger.

"These ten balls, I will use ten different ways to send the ball to the basket, let you know what talent is, and fuck your basketball dream."

Next, under the trembling of "mocking the sarcasm", under the admiration of the surrounding audience, Xia Ming demonstrated what it means to "attack without dead ends, proficient in eighteen martial arts."

"Look, I'll just teach you once. This is a fadeaway jumper, isn't it even cooler than Michael Jordan? It's 3:0!"

"This is an emergency stop jump shot, so what about the Black Mamba? 4:0."

"This is a tomahawk windmill dunk, isn't it very similar to LeBron James? 5:0"

"This is picking the basket with your fingertips, and you can't learn it with your IQ. 6:0"

"This move is Sam Gold, idiot, you are all blown away, no defense at all, no fun. 7:0"

"This is a 45-degree angle to hit the board, Shifu Tim Duncan's trick. 8:0"

"You must have seen this trick. Look at my big hook from outside the three-point line. The sky hook Kareem is not as good as me. 9:0"

Xia Ming's attack with various tricks caused the scene to burst into loud applause, and some onlookers who were eating melons picked up their mobile phones to take pictures.

It was Xia Ming's incomparably superb skills that made them both completely shocked and admired from the bottom of their hearts.

"The level of this yellow man can already play in the NBA. It's too strong, and he can't defend against all kinds of offensive moves."

"Whoever has the call of Pelinka, the general manager of the Lakers, sign him quickly, and we can win the championship."

Xia Ming dribbled the ball and came near the midfield. Holding the ball with one hand, he made a poss. Looking at the mentally broken Old Hei opposite him, he showed a strange smile.

"Last shot, logo shot, see clearly, idiot!"

Like the peak Curry possessed, Xia Ming pushed the basketball out of his hands and drew a beautiful arc in the air.

With a swish, the basketball hit the rim with precision as if it had been precisely guided, and went into the net hollow.

10: 0.

The so-called "mocking sarcasm" didn't even have a chance to make a move, but Xia Ming defeated him with ten completely different attack methods.

"Idiot, you lost! It's your turn to fulfill the bet!"

Xia Ming walked up to the other party, showing a playful smile, waiting for the other party's reaction.

Whether he was ashamed and furious, or willing to admit defeat, he apologized to him with many people watching.

Old Hei's reaction was somewhat beyond Xia Ming's expectations.

The satirist stared at Xia Ming with a strong fighting intent, and continued to provoke:
"Yellow man, I admit that you have some basketball talents and are qualified to join our competition. But basketball is not only about offense, but also defense. If you can block me and send the basketball into the hoop, you can really make me admit defeat."

"Oh, guarding you?" Xia Ming had a cold expression, and handed the basketball to the opponent.

"Come on, let me see if your offense is as hard as your mouth."

The mocking joker looked serious, dribbling the ball continuously under his crotch, trying to break through Xia Ming.

But what a talent Xia Ming is, his physical attributes are at the peak of human beings, and with his basic basketball skills, he is comparable to NBA stars.

At the moment when the opponent wanted to break through, his eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. With one look back, he poked the basketball out of the opponent's hand and completed the steal.

"Your dribbling sucks, I'll give you another chance."

Old Hei's expression became even uglier, his body was already trembling, Xia Ming's shot was too fast, like a ghost.

Lao Hei carefully protected the ball, and tried to single-handedly hit Xia Ming with his back. He bumped lightly, but found that Xia Ming was motionless, like a mountain peak.

"The strength is too weak, haven't you eaten? Use more strength!" Xia Ming continued to spout trash talk.

Lao Hei turned around, wanted to make a move, turned around and shot a jumper.

The action has been done, but I don't know when, the basketball in my hand is gone.

"You can't control the ball, so stop playing basketball, go home and nurse your child."

Xia Ming sneered and shook his head, feeling a little lost, he didn't want to tease the other party anymore.

Xia Ming stared at the other party, and secretly operated the Xingyi breathing method, concentrating on his body in the shape of a tiger.

At this moment, Xia Ming seemed to have transformed into a downhill tiger that wanted to devour people, with a terrifying and fierce look in his eyes.

Old Hei met Xia Ming's gaze. He, who was already distracted, seemed to see great terror, and immediately collapsed completely. With a bang, he fell to the ground, trembling.

This scene, of course, was stunned by everyone present, and then erupted into abuse, cursing and ridicule.

"Bichi, he actually cried in fright, he is simply a coward, not worthy of being a brave and fearless black man!"

"Haha, this mocking sarcasm will no longer have the face to appear on the court again, he is trembling, what a joy!"

"Trash, he can't even make a shot. However, this yellow man is too strong. I feel that he has the strength of the NBA."

The crowd onlookers talked and whispered, but no one dared to underestimate him.

Among the crowd, there were a few yellow-skinned international students who recorded all the scenes on the stadium and posted them on TikTok.

Xia Ming glanced at the shivering Lao Hei, shook his head in disdain, and didn't bother to ask the other party to apologize, so he left the court straight away.

"With my current skills and physical fitness, perhaps only a game of this level in the NBA can allow me to give my best."

"Unfortunately, the NBA regular season is over, and no team has signed anyone. Otherwise, you can go to the Lakers to try and help Lao Zhan win a championship."

……

That night, at 06:30, Xia Ming had entered the Lakers' home stadium - Crypto Arena ahead of schedule.

This was Xia Ming's first time watching a football game, even though he had arrived two hours earlier.In the arena that can seat nearly 2 people, a small half of the fans have already come.

Xia Ming's gaze was fixed on the tall figure who was training. That was the ace core of the Lakers - LeBron James!
In order to prepare for the play-offs, James has already entered the arena for training early and is practicing three-pointers.

"Looking at the scene, James is so big. Compared with his height of 2.06 meters, I am only 1.83, which is indeed much shorter."

Xia Ming watched James train, feeling excited, wishing he could go up and take a photo with him immediately.

In college, most of the boys in the class could play basketball.

Kobe, James, Iverson, Wade, etc. are the youth of Xia Ming's generation of basketball fans.

Xia Ming took a video of James' on-site training and sent it to WeChat Moments.

"In a foreign country, my youth is back!"

(End of this chapter)