The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 427

Zhao Mengyang said with a mocking look: "Why, still not giving up?"

"Will it work? You have to vote to know!" Zhou Yang didn't have the slightest anger, just smiled so brilliantly.

"Go vote, rubbish!" Zhao Mengyang curled his lips.

As everyone watched, Zhou Yang ran to the other end of the basketball court holding the basketball and stood under the basket.

"What is he doing?"

"Full court run-up dunk?"

"What kind of plane?"

The people eating melon shook their heads.

Looking at Zhou Yang's posture, it was not a win.

The coaches and players of the basketball team sat with Zhao Mengyang, watching this scene with great interest.

In their view, Zhou Yang was just making a fool of himself.

"Mengyang, what do you think he will produce?" The leader laughed.

Zhao Mengyang snorted: "Whatever he plays... pinches him to death!"

"Mengyang, shall we next bet?" a substitute flattered, "Everyone tells the number and guesses how many times he can make a full five goals. Whoever guesses the farthest will entertain!"

"Well, come, come!" A group of players instantly became interested.

This is already obvious, Zhou Yang cannot win.

Zhao Mengyang laughed: "I said, thirty!"

"Mengyang, you are ruthless! You only get one of six! I don't think it will be enough. What if he cheats and runs to the basket to shoot? I think it's twenty!"

"Fifteen!"

"Ten!"

It has everything.

A group of students from the skipping team followed Zhou Yang to the hoop.

"Teacher, how are you going to vote? So far!" Chen Yueqi whispered, "Why don't we just admit defeat? We can't change a place, I'll find the school to coordinate!"

"Yeah, I was laughed at by them for failing to make a shot, but Yang is not a professional basketball player, so don't be angry with them!" a girl persuaded.

"Brother Yang, it's not necessary! Let's withdraw!" a boy advised.

Zhou Yang smiled and said, "You guys, all be quiet, look at my trick!"

"Trick?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Brother Yang, is your trick?

In the noisy sound, Zhou Yang took his mind, held the ball with his right hand, held it to the side of his head, and stretched his left hand forward, like pulling a bow and shooting an arrow.

"Look at the move!" He roared, "Flying immortals outside the sky!"

At that moment, his voice shook the audience.

Everyone looked over subconsciously.

Zhou Yang pushed the basketball out like a shot put.

Over the court, the basketball drew a beautiful arc and flew towards the opposite basket.

"Haha, shooting from the audience?" Zhao Mengyang snorted at the moment Zhou Yang shot.

The rest of the players also laughed.

Anyone who has played basketball knows how low the chance of this kind of shot across the court is.

"Mengyang, this kid completely gave up...eh?"

Halfway through a team member's mockery, it stopped abruptly.

The basketball is unbiased and hits the basket.

"puff!"

That's the sound of the ball hitting the Nets.

Hollow!

"Yay!"

The members of the rope skipping team burst into earth-shattering roars one second after being shocked.

They laughed and jumped and roared.

"Fuck, three points!"

"Awesome!"

"Brother Yang is a fairy, fuck, fuck!"

The team members screamed desperately, venting their dissatisfaction.

Why is the basketball team so awesome?

We have obviously applied for the venue, and we have to be driven away by them!

We will not go!

Zhou Yang turned to Zhao Mengyang and said with a smile: "Can you learn this? I will vote again!"

Zhao Mengyang's face was green and his fists clenched.

"Dog. Shit luck!" he gritted his teeth.

The surrounding team members also offered comfort.

"Mengyang, it's okay, it's just blind. I don't believe that he has always been so accurate!" a team member said.

The second ball.

Zhou Yang wandered around and stopped in the middle circle.

"Hehe, I knew he was blind, so I wouldn't dare to play like that for the second ball!" The coach of the school team looked confident.

Zhou Yang turned a half circle, his back facing the direction of the shot, facing the members of the skipping team.

"He wants to shoot with his back to the basket!" a school team member exclaimed.

Even Zhou Yang heard it.

He turned his head and glanced at the player who was pretending to be surprised, and smiled: "How can I do such a simple action?"

"Hey, it's easy!" Zhao Mengyang sneered.

In the next second, Zhou Yang suddenly threw the ball hard.

"No!" The audience exclaimed.

Because Zhou Yang's direction of throwing the ball is not the shooting side, but the opposite basket.

"Ha... he confessed the wrong direction!" The school team players laughed.

The hearts of the skipping team members sank to the bottom of the sea.

Finish!

The second ball is over!

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the basketball hit the opposite basket.

"Haha, didn't enter!"

Just when the school team members were about to cheer, they were dumb again.

The ball didn't score, but it bounced high and far, spanning the entire basketball court, and hit the goal basket with great accuracy.

"puff!"

Hollow!

The audience was silent.

Until now, everyone wants to understand how Zhou Yang designed this second ball.

First hit the opposite basket in the opposite direction, and then use the basketball's own elasticity and inertia to bounce into the target basket.

This Nima... is not magic?

Zhao Mengyang only felt that his throat seemed to be stuck with some kind of powder, which was uncomfortable.

Not to mention the fact that the ball cannot be scored, the strength of this rebound is too amazing.

According to the principles of physics, in this case, the kinetic energy of the basketball is not enough to support it to bounce back to the other half.

Unless... Zhou Yang's power has reached a certain terrifying level.

"Meng!" Zhao Mengyang roared, "Who knows if you will be wrong?"

"Maybe you wanted to shoot the opposite basket from the beginning! You just didn't make it, so you went smoothly!"

Zhao Mengyang blushed and his neck was thick and arguing.

He couldn't accept the fact that Zhou Yang had this ability.

"Well, even if I am blinded..." Zhou Yang shrugged, "If you have the ability, you should be blinded!"

"Hahaha!" The students who skipped rope laughed.

"Yes, if you have the ability, you can also be blinded!"

"Monitor!"

In an instant, uniform shouts rang out here.

In the shouting, Zhao Mengyang was pushed onto the seat by the coach.

"If there is no objection, I will shoot the third ball!" Zhou Yang was in a good mood.

With the help of the skill of aiming beyond visual range, this kind of difficult ball beyond imagination is simply caught by hand.

The third ball is even more incredible.

Zhou Yang climbed directly to the last row of the auditorium and threw the ball with both hands.

The ball fell near the free throw line and crashed into the net.

"puff!"

Still hollow!

There is no more noise in the venue.

If the first two **** are Mongolian, then the third ball is definitely strength.

After all, Zhou Yang's ability to throw the ball nearly forty meters away with both hands was beyond everyone's imagination.

Coupled with rebounding and entering the net... they have lost the ability to think.

I could only watch Zhou Yang's performance eagerly.

On the fourth ball, Zhou Yang was ingenious and threw the ball out at a zero angle.

The ball bounced on the edge of the backboard a few times and fell into the hoop without error.

Keep hollow!

The students in the rope skipping team were already crazy, they kept yelling, and their voices became hoarse.

Zhou Yang is awesome!

Zhou Yang is too awesome!

Except for this primitive foul language, they could not find any other words to describe the feeling at the moment.

Just when Zhou Yang was about to throw the fifth ball, Zhao Mengyang stood up and shouted: "Enough!"