The Almighty King of Sports

"I know it's miserable! Teacher Feng, accept this fact! After all, the members of the Sports Academy are almost the members of the Yuzhou University team! Their level is not comparable to us!" Liu Meijuan said coldly.

"But, this is too shameful, why can't they even score a goal? I can score a few goals, and I can feel a little better in my heart!" Feng Xiang said with a long sigh.

"If you can score a goal, you won't be allowed to play. Teacher Feng, are you a masochist?" Liu Meijuan said unceremoniously.

"Who is the one who can score? Where is it? The few on the court are almost the best players in our academy!" Feng Xiang said.

"Wang Fei is the one who can save your face!" Liu Meijuan said.

"What? The iron king? He made more than 30 crazy shots in the last game and scored two goals. Liu Meijuan, why do you think he can save my face?" Feng Xiang frowned and asked.

"Because I have played a one-on-one PK with him in the past two days. I have played shooting games with him. I have seen him continuously throw the ball into the basket! His shooting accuracy has really improved too much." Liu Meijuan said.

"What you said is true?" Feng Xiang's eyes widened.

"Try it, don't you know? Teacher Feng, you have nothing to worry about losing. You are barefoot! You let Wang Fei go up and try, and you will not lose any! On the contrary, he may Bring you a surprise!" Liu Meijuan said.

"Okay! Then I, let him go up and have a try." Feng Xiang nodded.

At this time, the game has reached the 18th minute of the first half.

The score on the court has reached a terrible 68-0.

Seeing this, the sports academy team easily scored more than 70 points in the first half.

"Beep!"

The Sports Academy team scored again.

At this time, the whistle for substitution sounded.

With Liu Meijuan's persuasion, Wang Fei was finally ready to appear.

He replaced his defender Wang Changhai.

Wang Changhai turned out to be Wang Fei's substitute, and his skills are even worse.

Wang Changhai rested.

Wang Fei quickly came to the backcourt, ready to catch the throw-in.

And it was Zhang Meng who threw the out-of-bounds ball.

Zhang Meng glanced at Wang Fei, who was replaced on the court. He couldn't help but roll his eyes. He didn't understand why Wang Tiejiang was replaced on the court again?

Wang Fei motioned to Zhang Meng to pass the ball to himself.

Zhang Meng grabbed the ball, but didn't look at Wang Fei at all, but was looking for other teammates.

When Feng Xiang saw this scene, his face turned dark, and he shouted: "Zhang Meng, what are you doing? Hurry up and pass the ball to Wang Fei!"

Zhang Meng heard Feng Xiang's instructions, and he threw the ball to Wang Fei reluctantly.

Wang Fei nodded towards Zhang Meng, and then he walked to the front court with the ball.

"Oh! The one that our Liberal Arts College team has just replaced is so familiar! Isn't this the Wang Tiejiang who frequently hit the iron and made crazy shots when he was playing against the Foreign Languages ​​Institute the day before yesterday?"

"This is also a waste of money, and it comes up in vain!"

"Let's go, let's go, watching this game, when the fans of the College of Arts have committed high blood pressure, the blood vessels in my forehead are jumping!"

Wang Fei heard the people watching the ball in his college on the sidelines deliberately saying something sarcastic.

Wang Fei gritted his teeth, and he accelerated his dribbling speed.

At the moment, the Sports Academy team is not playing vigorously. It is estimated that they have won too much and can't afford to play the game.

Therefore, the player who defended Wang Fei just looked at Wang Fei from a distance and did not move forward at all.

This player let Wang Fei walk to a step within the three-point line, and looked at Wang Fei lazily and said: "Shoot! No one can defend you! It's really boring to play against a team like yours!"

Wang Fei smiled, he suddenly picked up the ball, took a step backward, and came to the three-point line, and then opened his hand to make a three-pointer.

"Retreat by three points?"

"I go!"

"If this goal is to be scored, I will act to eat shit!"

Someone around was talking loudly, especially a boy in a red short-sleeved shirt shouted louder, saying that if Wang Fei can score this goal, he wants to perform **** eating.

Three points!

Wang Fei feels good!

Everyone looked at the basket.

The ball flew out of a perfect arc, with a "poof", hollow into the net!

Wang Fei glanced at the boy in the red shirt and said, "You can start your performance."

The boy in the red shirt blushed, "I just didn't finish, I mean, I will show you ten steamed buns."

Wang Fei shook his head and pointed his **** to him. This guy is so cunning.

Feng Xiang, who was standing under his own ball basket, opened his eyes wide immediately. I'll go! This three-pointer is beautiful. However, the players are no longer defensive, and it's not interesting to score a three-pointer.

"Teacher Feng, how about it? Wang Fei scored? And it's still three points!" Liu Meijuan said.

Feng Xiang shook his head: "No one is defending."

"But this may be the beginning of a turnaround!" Liu Meijuan said.

"How else can I turn around? They are already 65 points ahead." Feng Xiang shook his head and said.

On the field, the Sports Academy team delivered a baseline ball.

The boy who defended Wang Fei and let him shoot just now drove the ball.

Obviously, this guy with a pigtail and looking very individual is a backup point guard for the sports academy team. Almost all the players on the field are substitutes for the sports academy team.

"Dude, I just made a good three-pointer." The pigtail boy said to Wang Fei as he took the ball away.

"Really?" Wang Fei smiled slightly. He looked at the pigtail and seemed to be careless, and said his heart that he could try to steal the ball.

"Yes, now, I'm going to break through." Xiao Zhui'er speeded up abruptly to fly Wang over.

Wang Fei sneered inwardly: The dribble is not very good, and although the moves are fancy, but muddy.

Now, compared with the past, his vision has been greatly improved.

When Wang Fei was juggling and generally wanted to pass himself, he suddenly made a shot. He was very accurate and immediately took the ball from the opponent's hand into his own hand.

After catching the ball, Wang Fei turned and ran to the front court without saying a word.

And the braid and the guard from another sports academy team immediately chased after him, trying to stop Wang Fei.

Wang Fei has already come beyond the three-point line.

He turned his head and looked at the chasing soldiers, opened his hand steadily, and shot three points!

"I go!"

"Why are you still shooting three points?"

"It should be above the basket! That's more secure!"

On the court, Zhang Meng and Yan Mingyu looked at each other.

"This second force, it's not easy to miss that three-pointer just now. With such a good chance to run blue, you can shoot three-pointers?" Yan Mingyu sneered.

However, as soon as Yan Mingyu finished speaking, Wang Fei's shot made a "puff" once again, and steadily got into the basket.

Three pointers again!

Wang Fei shook his fist fiercely, and roared to the sky!

He finally got a bad breath in his heart.

The surrounding audience was in an uproar.

The cheerleaders of the Sports Academy team are all sighing.

On the liberal arts side, the spirits are uplifted.

"Awesome!"

"Two three-pointers in a row! That's great."

"Wang Fei gave us a face today. He shot two three-pointers and broke the opponent's ball! This is the highlight moment for Wang Fei alone!"

"Let me just say it! Wang Fei is still good at playing the ball. He may be in a bad state. Let alone us, we are the NBA superstars. When the state is not good, they will continue to beat the iron!"

"Wang Fei was wronged. Wang Fei is the real hero of our Academy of Arts team!"

"Woo! Why are there tears in my eyes, because Wang Fei put on the underpants that were stripped off by our liberal arts team again."

Feng Xiang was happy now under the basketball basketball team of the College of Arts.

"Okay, great! It's time to fight like this! Wang Fei, it really gives me a face!" Feng Xiang clenched his fists and said.

Liu Meijuan just smiled and said nothing.

She wondered, are people too powerful?

One ball can drive a person to hell.

And when he behaves better, he will be lifted to heaven again!

She herself seems to be unavoidable.

On the court, the sports academy team that Wang Fei scored two three-pointers in succession finally paid more attention to it. Their coach Sun Yiming shouted off the court: "Watch that number 23!"

This time, when the Sports Academy team delivered the baseline ball, the braided guard met Wang Fei to defend, and he passed the ball to another guard wearing the No. 35 jersey of the team without hesitation.

Obviously, after the ball was broken once, Xiao Zhui had a psychological shadow.

Wang Fei quickly followed the pigtail and retreated to his own half.

The Sports Academy team is advancing very fast.

No. 35 easily passed the defensive team on the liberal arts side and came to the outer edge of the three-point line.

Wang Fei took a look, and he knew that No. 35 didn't intend to pass the ball in, and he wanted to shoot three-pointers himself.

On his side, power forward Yan Mingyu bluffed over, planning to defend.

No. 35 was unaffected by Yan Mingyu's interference and opened up a three-pointer.

Wang Fei saw the flight path of the ball after No. 35's shot, and intuitively told him that it was impossible for the ball to get in at all.

The best rebounding position was also spotted by him.

Wang Fei quickly ran over.

"Hey!"

No. 35, the ball hit the backboard and bounced off.

Wang Fei happened to slapped his horse and slid the ball in his hand.

As soon as he accelerated, he rushed towards the opponent's half.

The sports academy team reacted very quickly, and three players chased it down.

The other four people on the liberal arts team also hurriedly wanted to respond quickly.

Unfortunately, their physique is not good enough to run too slowly.

When Wang Fei ran more than four meters away from the hoop, he found that the two people from the Sports Academy team had caught up, especially the speed of No. 35, which had been inserted diagonally in front of him.

And behind him, followed the **** man who was more than two meters tall.

The opposing center actually caught up with him?

It may also be that the center just came out for a pick-and-roll, and then when he saw that the backcourt was lost, Wang Fei was about to make a fast break, and the black man took a big step and chased it down.

The **** fan with the big palm is behind it, looking like this, he wants to give Wang Fei a big hat at any time.

Wang Fei smiled, he held the ball in both hands and suddenly started running blue.

Two steps away from the **** man behind.

The number 35 in front is already waiting under the basket.

After only two steps, Wang Fei jumped up and threw the ball in his hand.

"puff!"

The ball hit the net again!

Wang Fei hit three goals in just thirty seconds and scored eight points!