Super Race System Makes Me a Legend

"What?"

Zhou Gai watched Lin Cheng shoot again, and the expression on his face was as ugly as eating a fly.

The first goal is not enough, but the second time he is full of defense, and the whole person has been sealed in front of Lin Cheng, blocking his shooting line of sight.

This can enter, either Meng, or Lin Cheng's strength is really too strong.

"Eh?"

The faces of several people in the absolute main force of Qinghe high school have finally changed a little.

"This guy named Lin Cheng is OK. He can hit two three points in a row, and the second goal is still on defense."

Qinghe high school three-point pitcher Guo Haolun nodded slightly, with admiration in his eyes.

If it's him, it's not impossible to hit two goals in a row, but it's also difficult.

"I didn't expect that this guy was lucky, but Zhou Gai was still in a hurry just now. If he was calm and kept in front of him and didn't give the mobile phone meeting, the situation would be much better."

Small forward SUN Hao shook his head, obviously not very satisfied with Zhou Gai's performance.

"Good job!"

"Keep going!"

Whether on the field or off the field, the enthusiasm of Nanyang middle school players are all ignited by Lin Cheng. What else can improve morale more than a three-point ball?!

"It's OK. We'll come back."

Shi Kailun once again encouraged everyone, but the tone has changed a little.

Lin Cheng's eyes are more dignified.

Liu Zifeng and others still have no good countermeasures against Shi Kailun's breakthrough.

However, with the previous experience, this time after Shi Kailun broke through tusnan, he was only a symbolic defense, and did not rashly advance.

Shua

Shi Kailun hit again, the score of both sides came to 6-5, Nanyang middle school was still one point ahead for the time being.

The game continues.

Nanyang middle school will give the ball to Lin Cheng whenever he has a chance.

Lin Cheng receives the ball, no matter how many people defend, the goal is only one, that is to shoot.

Soon the competition lasted ten minutes, and before you knew it, Nanyang middle school had established a double-digit advantage.

On the field, the five faces of Qinghe high school become ugly, gasping for breath, looking at Lin Cheng's eyes more and more heavy.

Of the 35 points in Nanyang middle school, 30 are from Lin Cheng. Although he has missed several shots, most of them are direct hits.

Three minutes, four out of seven, nine out of thirteen from two.

That's really scary.

"Pause!"

Tian Run's face changed, and finally he could not hold his breath. If he continued, Qinghe high school would be defeated.

"Wei Ke, five of you go on the field, replace the stone Karen and them."

Tian run directly into the second line-up, ready to chase back the score, at the same time super, completely lock the victory.

He didn't want to taste the taste of failure in such a warm-up match with such a huge disparity of strength.

"Yes."

The five of the second team nodded and took off their coats to get ready to play.

"Why? You see, Qinghe high school seems to have changed people. "

Nanyang middle school side, the expression is very relaxed, after all, they lead 12 points.

"Haha, it's the same for anyone who comes up. As long as Lin Cheng is here, we can definitely win!"

Liu Zifeng's mouth rose. After these competitions, his trust in Lin Cheng has reached a blind point. Even if Dong Xiao, the idol, appears, he thinks that Lin Cheng will win!