C114 Crucial Rhinoceros Point

The moment Zhu Pengfei made his move, he shocked the entire audience! Tang Sanfei was stunned, while the cheers from the cheers team continued, "Zhu Pengfei, Zhu Pengfei."

The guy slowly walked over and lightly dusted his hands, as if he was shaking off the dust that had just settled on his hands. He was still smiling as he said to Tang Sanfei: "I told you, you're dead for sure."

Tang Sanfei: "…!"

"The blind cat has met a dead rat!" Tang Sanfei muttered, encouraging himself! And then he attacked again!

When Tang Sanfei was successfully beaten by that guy three times in a row and sent back to the ball for another three baskets, his face turned completely white, twenty-eight to thirty-eight. In less than two minutes, he had already scored eight points.

Zhang Meng immediately walked towards Tang Sanfei, "Fatty San Fei, stop dribbling and just pass it on. This fellow is a little strange! "

The male student saw that Tang Sanfei and the others were still using this move with the same cynical expression on his face. It was just that he did not force Tang Sanfei to move towards him this time, and instead moved towards the inner circle.

Tang Sanfei handed the ball over to Zhang Meng. Seeing that Lu Dahai had been tightly encircled, Zhang Meng gritted his teeth and directly shot his ball out 30% of the way. He might have been anxious, the moment the ball was shot, Zhang Meng felt that something was wrong and shouted, "Basket board, Hai Shui!"

The ball touched the edge of the basket and bounced up. Lu Dahai snatched a position and jumped straight up, when he saw that his hands had touched the basketball, a pair of white palms flashed. The ball disappeared, and when he focused his eyes, he realized that it was Zhu Pengfei, who had already rushed towards Qin Jianfeng and company halfway, with a nimble right turn, he dodged Tang Sanfei's block, and with a kick of his left leg, he accelerated his speed, and when he was three points away, he casually swung his hands, and the ball streaked across in a beautiful arc. Thirty-one to thirty-eight, the five people of the palace were dumbstruck.

Tang Sanfei: "…!"

Lu Dahai: "…!"

This time, they really met an iron plate, the five people of the Palace immediately gathered together to discuss the countermeasures. Lu Dahai suggested that Qin Jianfeng and Wu Fan not fight half of the round, they should stay behind to defend. The attack was given to Tang Sanfei, Zhang Meng and Lu Dahai.

Starting again. According to the plan, Qin Jianfeng and Wu Fan will stay for half a field to defend. Zhang Meng moved the ball forward. With five against three defense, it was even harder for the ball to move. Zhang Meng's attack had timed out.

Lu Dahai panted slightly and stood at the leading position, "Everyone, do not panic, there is not much time left, you must keep this ball safe."

The other party was still using the orb, and the orb seemed to have come to life in his palm. Behind him, with a sudden movement of his right hand, Tang Sanfei caught up with him, pulled back his right hand, and with a flash, he moved into a position from the left to the right, forming a three step posture while staring fixedly at Zhu Pengfei. When that brat took a second step, and his body was about to shoot the basket, Lu Dahai bellowed and jumped, blocked the air space above Zhu Pengfei with his hands, and swung the orb in midair, spinning the orb from his left to the right. The ball obediently went into the basket.

The ball went in! Thirty-three to thirty-eight, two minutes left, the referee said. The audience broke into applause for the brilliant goal. The beautiful women of the cheering squad were cheering excitedly!

Qin Jianfeng: "…!"

Lu Dahai drooped down in regret, both his hands on his knees as he looked at Zhu Pengfei. At that moment, he no longer held any hope of defeating Zhu Pengfei!

Zhang Meng was still relatively calm as he panted lightly, "This kid must be an expert from their school team. So powerful."

The other party snatched the rebounding board and quickly passed it to Zhu Pengfei. Zhu Pengfei took a few steps forward, and only Qin Jianfeng and Wu Fan were left in front. Wu Fan was in front, and Qin Jianfeng was behind.

Zhu Pengfei looked at the two soy sauce fellows in disdain and sneered, he did not stop and arrived in front of Wu Fan without stopping. He passed the ball over to him and waited for Wu Fan to extend his hand, and then Zhu Pengfei suddenly moved his right hand horizontally, making a left and right move, flashing past Wu Fan and directly rushing towards Qin Jian Feng!

Qin Jianfeng slightly bent to prevent him from breaking through again. Zhu Pengfei hurriedly stopped and raised his hand, as the ball once again went through the basket. Thirty-five to thirty-eight.

Qin Jianfeng: "…!"

Qin Jianfeng had to admit that this kid was a top expert. If he wanted to move, he would move. If he wanted to stop, he would stop. His timing was perfect and it was hard to predict.

Tang Sanfei and the other three were crestfallen, as though they had lost all their courage to resist, and Lu Dahai was the one who forced himself to stay calm, "Even if we lose, we will do our best to get to the bottom of this. At least we were once glorious! "

The next ball's hit was even worse. The ball was still being passed around in half a game when Zhu Pengfei missed and the ball was intercepted in the air before coming to an abrupt stop. Two points entered his account, thirty-seven to thirty-eight.

Ever since Zhu Pengfei had gone up on stage, the five members of the Palace had yet to make a single goal, losing seventeen points. There were still thirty seconds left. It was probably their last chance, so the five-man team could only take it on.

One second, two seconds, Lu Dahai resisted the attacks from the other defending team members, and roared at Zhang Meng: "Give it to me."

When Zhang Meng took the chance to gift it to him, he finally caught it. With a twist of his body, the angle was a bit too far, and he couldn't rub it off. However, Lu Dahai still made his move.

It was all part of his plan. Unfortunately, there was still one more Zhu Pengfei who came out from his side and leapt into the air. What a high jump, the ball that Lu Dahai just made was forcibly plucked by him in mid air, how mighty! As soon as it landed, it immediately turned around to face Lu Dahai, who had already caught up to him a few steps, and was no longer able to catch up, the spectators on stage were already cheering loudly, "Ten, nine, eight!"

By the seventh call, Zhu Pengfei had already reached the left side of the three-pronged line, leaving only the two people, Qin Jianfeng and Tang Sanfei, in the rear. Tang Sanfei was tired, he had only finished half of the match just now, and seeing Zhu Pengfei getting the ball, he risked his life and ran back. Standing slightly within the three-pronged line, Qin Jianfeng was originally at the back. Just now, in order to attract attention to his defense, he cut to the periphery and saw Lu Dahai's ball being broken. was on the left and Qin Jianfeng was on the right.

Zhu Pengfei stopped and stared at Tang Sanfei, his mouth twitching, "Fatty! You're dead meat. " The ball in his hand paused slightly, and then he suddenly shot the ball to Tang Sanfei's left, but his entire body moved from the empty left to the real right, and from Tang Sanfei's right to the human ball, he moved the ball so quickly and so beautifully that Tang Sanfei was unable to stop himself from swaying and sat on the ground. He looked extremely like the depressed expression of the Profound Sky player who was swayed by the basketball emperor Jordan at the end of the tournament in 1998. He only had time to tilt his neck and sit on the ground, staring blankly at Zhu Pengfei's back.

Zhu Pengfei caught the ball and held it in his hand. There was no one in front of the two lines, so he jumped high into the air.

A burst of flashing lights flashed by. It was unknown who was taking the pictures of this moment of victory.

The ball left his hand and flew in a perfect arc. Zhu Pengfei firmly believed that the ball would go in, and his instincts told him that.

Can a man's intuition be trusted? Generally speaking, under normal circumstances, he could be relied on! If it were not for the finger, strictly speaking, the tip of the middle finger, Zhu Pengfei could have become the second Jordan today. Although it was not forever, but it was at least for this moment.

At the very last second of the match, a single strike to determine victory or defeat. Everyone knew just how great that would be. It was just based on their imagination that the feeling of that one instant was indescribably moving.

Flowers, honor, applause, beauties! Everything would rush over to him from all directions. Unfortunately, a single finger caused Zhu Pengfei's smile to freeze on his face, and in an instant, he fell from heaven to the bottom of the valley. An ordinary middle finger, an ordinary handsome face, and a nimble figure flashed in front of him.

This figure was none other than Qin Jianfeng, who had played on the stage for nearly thirty minutes, who had been dodged by Zhu Pengfei like a flashing wooden stake before this brat jumped up with all his strength in a flash, his palm stretched high, causing everyone to be dumbstruck, especially the people who were standing near the ball frame. Because the moment they stared, they saw an extremely strange scene, where Qin Jianfeng leaped high into the air, raised his palm high, and wrong, flexed all four of his fingers, and just extended a middle finger.

Zhu Pengfei was stunned! The audience was stunned! The young and beautiful cheerleaders were also stunned! What no one understood was why Qin Jianfeng had only extended his middle finger. It should at least be a palm.

Everyone was dumbstruck, only Tang Sanfei, who was the first to react, laughed idiotically, waking everyone up.

"Hahaha!" Tang Sanfei could not contain his laughter. He held his stomach and rolled on the ground, either happy or sad.

Zhu Pengfei stared intently at Qin Jianfeng, his handsome face did not reveal any sort of expression, but there was a slight smile on his face, a little bit complacent, and also a little bit careless. He was even more relaxed and confident!

Qin Jianfeng's expression made it hard for Zhu Pengfei to determine for a moment whether this brat did this on purpose or if it was just a coincidence. However, he was very angry now and the consequences would be very serious.

Qin Jianfeng quietly turned around and faced Lu Dahai who was running towards him. Zhang Meng and the others wordlessly shrugged their shoulders.

Tang Sanfei stopped laughing and crawled up from the ground. He put his arm around Qin Jianfeng's shoulder and said, "Bro, you really are my savior." After he finished speaking, he suddenly shouted, "Oh, we won, we won, hehe."

Zhu Pengfei looked at Tang Sanfei who was wild with joy, his handsome and cold face was as cold as the Nine Revolutions Mystical Ice, he coldly spat out a few words, "You guys take the basket with you today, I'll bring a pair back tomorrow." With that, he coldly snorted and turned to leave.