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Looking at the funny face of Dugu Xiaobai, Zhang Song nodded and said, "This junior cannot thank Senior enough for promoting me. However, I have come today on an important matter. "

Dugu Xiaobai looked at Zhang Song with interest, then turned his gaze towards the two little fellows behind Zhang Song, and slowly said: "Don't tell this old man, you have specially come this time to send this old man off as a disciple."

Zhang Song heard and laughed faintly, denying anything: "Senior is indeed senior, you actually hit the mark. Not bad, this junior has come here today to entrust my two younger brothers to you, senior."

"Are you so sure I'll take them in? Aren't you afraid of being disappointed and coming back? " Dugu Xiaobai looked at Zhang Song mysteriously and asked a question in reply.

"I'm afraid, but at least this is an opportunity." Zhang Song admitted it.

"Haha, little guy, I have to say that you're very smart. Although you saw through my thoughts, you endured it, and even spoke such flowery words for me to personally say them right?"

"Hoho, how can this junior's clumsy and insignificant skill hide from senior's eyes?"

Dugu Xiaobai did not respond to Zhang Song's words. Instead, he carefully sized up the two little fellows behind Zhang Song, looked at them, and said. "Are you willing to become my disciples?"

The two little fellows looked at Zhang Song blankly.

Zhang Song frowned: "You decide."

The two little ghosts thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Master!"

Dugu Xiaobai smiled with gratification, looked at Zhang Song and said: "Today, I will accept your kindness."

Zhang Song said happily: "In that case, thank you senior."

Dugu Xiaobai nodded. "Now that I have already accepted them, if you have nothing else, you can leave. The people outside are still waiting for you."

The person who spoke did not have any intention to leave, but the meticulous Zhang Song managed to catch some clues from it. Every time she tried to grab hold of something, it would slip away from her hands. Although he was not able to understand what Dugu Xiaobai meant, Zhang Song knew that Dugu Xiaobai had something to say, and was implying something to him.

After warning the two little fellows twice, Zhang Song then bid farewell to Dugu Xiaobai, and listened to his words, returning to the world that belonged to him.

The week-long "three-man basketball game" was held as scheduled. As there were more than a hundred teams registering for the competition, the host's student union had divided the competition into two stages, the preliminaries and the semifinals.

Based on the strength of the participating teams, the results of the previous match, and the popularity of the forum, the organizers had selected eight teams from each team as seeds. They could skip the preliminary competition and directly enter the semifinals.

The more than one hundred teams participating in the preliminary competition were divided into twenty-four teams. Each team's first name would be promoted to the second round, and they would then form the top 32 with the eight seeded teams. They would be the final winners. Each team has 4-5 teams, and each team has 3-4 teams.

The "Fourth Young Master of the North Anhui" composed of Chen Fan, Meng Yunfei, Zuo Zhihong and Liu Xiaohu was the number one seed of this year's champion and directly entered the semifinals. Zhang Fei and Zhang Han also dug out two strong and vigorous troops to form a team — — "World Alliance". However, Zhang Song was not so lucky. The "deathwing" composed of Zhang Song, Zhang Jun, Su Xiang and Tan Bin did not qualify as a seed and was assigned to a team with strong strength known as the "Death Group".

"Damn, I'm really unlucky. I encountered a hard nail in the first round." Tan Bin looked at the match schedule, and scolded.

Zhang Song was divided into sixteen groups. In addition to Zhang Song's "deathwing", four other teams were in the same group: "City Superman", "Rocket Union", "Street King", and "School Overlord". "Except for the" City Superman "team, which was not highly regarded and was weak, the other three teams were all very popular." Rocket Union and Street King were ranked third and fifth among the hundred teams participating in the preliminaries. They had a betting rate of 1: 1.2 and 1: 1.8 respectively. Therefore, when Tan Bin saw that his first opponent was actually "Rocket Union", he would scold her.

"There's no need to curse, even if we fight earlier or later, we'll still have to fight sooner or later." Zhang Jun patted Tan Bin's shoulder to console him, but he clearly knew in his heart that although the order of the matches seemed to be insignificant, it was actually quite important. For a mid-level team, the most taboo thing was to play the strongest team from the very beginning. If you beat him, your confidence would be affected; if you beat him in a fight, your confidence would be inflated, and it would definitely be more harmful than beneficial.

"The match will begin in an hour. There was only one preliminary round, and it was often 8 minutes. The middle can be replaced at will, but each team only has a three-minute pause. "Since we still have time, let's warm up a bit!" Zhang Song shouted.

Before the match had even begun, the school forums went crazy. Many people were making their bets, betting on which teams would emerge from the group and fight their way out of the semifinals that would begin the day after tomorrow. "Have you made a bet?" In an instant, it became a catchphrase in North Anhui University.

"Little Jia, did you bet?" Chen Hewen who was sitting in front of the computer asked Cao Jia who was sitting beside him.

Cao Jia shook his head and said to Chen Hewen: "I'm not interested in this kind of gambling."

"If you're not interested, then why did you open the forum's website?" Chen Hewen looked at Cao Jia's computer screen and asked.

Cao Jia rolled his eyes at Chen Hewen, and explained slowly: "I'm only analyzing the competition to see which team will be qualified."

"Even if it's just an analysis of matches, you don't need to focus only on the 16th group right? There are a total of 24 groups in the preliminary heats. " Chen Hewen laughed, and teased Cao Jia.

"Fuck you!" Cao Jia lightly slapped Chen Hewen's pink face. You have a tongue, and I admit I can't beat you. "

"A gentleman doesn't say anything!" Chen Hewen saw Cao Jia raise his fist and quickly dodged to the side.

"I'm not a gentleman." Cao Jia shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

Chen Hewen saw that Cao Jia did not show any signs of making a move, and quickly changed the topic: "Do you think that Zhang Jun and the rest have a high chance of making it out?"

"It shouldn't be that big!" Cao Jia talked about serious matters, his face regained his usual calm, "He Wen, look! Among the four teams in the same group as' deathwing ', only' City Superman 'had a lower odds of winning. deathwing's odds were now 1: 37, slightly higher than City Superman's by 1: 49, and lower than School Overlord's by 1: 29. And the odds of obtaining the 'Street King' and 'Rocket Union' were much higher. The first match was against the strongest Rocket Union.

"Little Jia, you seem to be saying the opposite. "The payout rate should be …" Chen Hewen corrected him.

"These are no longer important. The most important thing is that the forum doesn't seem to be optimistic about them." Cao Jia interrupted Chen Hewen and said.

The match began!

The two teams reached the basketball court in succession. Compared to the members on Zhang Song's side, the members of the "Rocket Union" were even taller and stronger. Amongst them, the one wearing No. 0 ball shirt was much taller than the others.

"No wonder he was so popular. Just looking at his figure, there's a kind of pressure." Hou Xinxuan whispered at the side.

"Basketball is not about bodybuilding. Other than the body, the test is also about coordination and technique." Zhang Song said as he appeared at the side of the stage with Dongfang Yi.

Hearing Zhang Song's words, Hou Xinxuan stuck out his tongue embarrassedly. "I was just casually saying that just now."

"Xinxuan, I don't have any intention of blaming you. Let's watch the match! " Zhang Song explained.

The opponent's number 0 wanted to rely on his height to take the initiative. Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun managed to block it with his body. If No. 0 had the absolute advantage in height, then Zhang Jun's strength was incomparable to his.

Number 0 never thought that Zhang Jun, who was one head shorter than him, would have such strength.

"Pass me the ball!" No.1 dragged it outside the three-second mark. Seeing that No.0's fight wasn't going well, he quickly shouted at No.0.

However, Number 0 did not seem to hear a sound from No. 1. Facing Zhang Jun whose strength far surpassed his, he still continued to do his own thing and directly jumped up to launch an attack. He did not expect that Zhang Jun would jump up and send him flying with a big hat.

Just as the people at the side were cheering for Zhang Jun's victory, the judge's whistle sounded.

Chen Hewen and the others at the side expressed their dissatisfaction with the judge's whistle. Zhang Song shook his head lightly and said to himself: "It seems that the judge is biased towards the other party. This competition is not a good one."

High up in the sky, a student who was secretly observing Zhang Jun's actions saw this scene, and couldn't help but become excited.

"Astonishing bounce and decisive attack let people see some anticipation. Zhang Jun, I hope that you can lead your team to the second round and fight against me. " The corner of Chen Fan's mouth curled up into a cold and excited smile, and he could not help but turn his gaze towards Cao Jia who was at the side, "Let me see your eyes! Just how good is he? "

As it was Zhang Jun's first time breaking the rules, the "Rocket Union" didn't give him a free throw, so he had to start again from the bottom line. According to the rules, only when a team's foul count exceeds five, the other team will have a free throw.

The ball was passed from Number 2's hand to Number 1's. Number 1 controlled the ball as he directed Number 2 and Number 0 to run. Number 0 continued to cut by virtue of his tall stature, while Number 2 drew closer to the three-point line. Su Xiang stared at number 2. With the movement of number 2, Su Xiang was also pulled close to the three-point line. As for Zhang Jun who was in charge of defense number 0, he was firmly restricted by number 0 to the three-second zone.

Number 1's eyes flashed with a trace of glee. Facing Tan Bin whose footwork was not as good as his, Number 1's two fake moves flashed past him, and he shot towards the inner circle to break through. Seeing that Tan Bin was left behind, Zhang Jun rushed over to make up for his loss. Facing the incoming, Number 1 leaped high into the air. Under the blockade of Zhang Jun's hands, he did not try to shoot the ball by force, but instead passed the ball to the unguarded Number 0's hands. After No. 0 picked up the ball, he went around Zhang Jun's back without hesitation and hit the ball with a beautiful basket.