Douluo: You call this a toy

"Everyone is here to watch the game. Whoever loses will kneel down. The exciting showdown will begin soon."

On Fan Xiangdong's side, a guy raised his voice, which immediately attracted a lot of spectators.

Glancing at the crowd, Fan Xiangdong took a basketball and ran the ball quickly out of the three-point line. He suddenly made a sharp turn and took a jump shot. The basketball drew an arc and fell safely into the basket. , which immediately caused a burst of applause.

Bai Lan whispered to Yang Fan: "Did you see that? He is the shooting king."

Yang Fan also saw it and said that Yali Mountain was big.

At this time, Fan Xiangdong walked towards him and sneered: "Who will vote first?"

Yang Fan took a deep breath, took the basketball from his hand, and said, "I'll try it first."

try?After hearing this, Fan Xiangdong almost laughed out loud. The game was about to start, and this kid actually told him to try the ball. Anyway, he was sure of winning, so what if he let him find out his hand, so as to avoid others saying that he was incapable of winning.

Bai Lan looked at Yang Fan, she had never been so nervous.

Yang Fan took the basketball, walked under the basket, raised his head and took a look. The ball was thrown high, but unfortunately it didn't even touch the basket, which immediately caused a lot of ridicule.

He didn't care about the eyes of others, took a few steps back, and threw the basket again, but it hit the backboard and bounced back.

Bai Lan secretly worked hard for Yang Fan, hoping that he could make a shot to increase his confidence, but the ball did not obey Yang Fan's orders at all. Until he retreated outside the three-point line, he did not make a single shot.

Some people in the crowd who were watching the excitement couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: "Hey, have you ever played basketball? Your throwing posture is wrong, and you missed the ball."?

"You haven't even played ball before, and you still dare to compete with others. Are you here to embarrass yourself?"

A brother of Fan Xiangdong raised his lips to his eyes and continued with a grin: "Everyone, get your mobile phones ready. I will take a video of that guy kneeling down to my brother Dong later and post it online. Haha, I'm sure." You can become famous on your knees.”

Yang Fan seemed not to hear. He looked at the basket and frowned. He threw the basketball again and hit the edge of the basket.

Bai Lan's eyes lit up, and she thought that if she worked harder, she would be able to hit the target.

Someone threw the basketball to Yang Fan with a smile. He didn't pause at all. The ball was thrown from his hand again. Unfortunately, it still hit the basket.

From outside the three-point line, he made five shots in a row, and all of them hit the basket. He burst into laughter. Some people even called him Brother Wei, but it was just a little bit worse. No wonder he was called that.

Fan Xiangdong smiled crookedly, looked deeply at Bai Lan, and said, "If you beg me, I will let him go."

A coldness flashed in Bai Lan's eyes. Instead of watching Yang Fan be humiliated, why not beg him? She made a decision. Just when she was about to beg Fan Xiangdong, Yang Fan came back and threw the ball to Fan Xiangdong, "You go first."

Fan Xiangdong was stunned and asked: "Is there still a need to compete? Now I admit defeat and knock one, and if I lose the game, I will knock at least three."

"Ignore him, just compete with him with fists. Don't be merciful to such an unrepentant guy. You must be ruthless! Only when the beating hurts will you know how to be honest."

Looking at Fan Xiangdong's face, Bai Lan wanted to beat him.

Perhaps he was afraid that Yang Fan would take action. Fan Xiangdong ran to the outside of the three-point line and clasped his fists at the surrounding area. "Please prove it. Did you see that guy just now? He insisted on shooting with me and even made a condition that if I lose, I will give him a shot." He knelt down and kowtowed, but there was nothing he could do about it. It was impossible not to compare, so I had no choice but to accept it."

"What if he loses?"

Immediately there was a shout of shouting.

Knowing that the plan succeeded and aroused everyone's emotions, Fan Xiangdong said helplessly: "If he loses, he will naturally kneel down and kowtow to me."

"Let's talk about the rules of the game. There are only ten opportunities for fixed-point shooting from the three-point line in one minute. Whoever makes more shots wins. Of course, if you can't complete the shots within the specified time, the remaining times will be forfeited."

Then he said to Yang Fan: "I'm starting."

He jumped up slightly, flicked his wrist, and the basketball in his hand left his hand, drew a beautiful arc, and went in with a swish.

Thunderous applause immediately broke out, especially his brothers, who howled the loudest.

Fan Xiangdong was so proud that he blew a kiss to Bai Lan. Bai Lan looked coldly and asked Yang Fan, "Is there any way you can prevent him from scoring?"

After Bai Lan reminded him, Yang Fan regretted that he had just forgotten to use some hands and feet on Fan Xiangdong to make his arms less flexible.

Said: "It may not be possible to hit ten out of ten goals."

Fan Xiangdong became more and more excited when he scored a goal. He caught the ball and continued to shoot. In a blink of an eye, he had made nine shots. The reason why he was so fast was mainly due to his brother's help in picking up the ball in a timely manner. Otherwise, after throwing the ball, there would be no more shots. Going to pick it up will definitely waste time.

There was only one ball left. No matter who thought it was, Fan Xiangdong was sure to win. He thought so too. However, on the last shot, his mentality drifted, and the ball followed suit. The shot was also accurate, but unfortunately it spun a few times on the basket. Didn't make it.

He made nine out of ten three-pointers in less than one minute. Looking at this kind of result, I'm afraid not many in China can achieve it. With his level, he can even join the national basketball team.

With fierce applause and deafening cheers, Fan Xiangdong's brothers ran over and lifted him high.

"How to do?"

A look of worry appeared in Bai Lan's eyes.

"Do your best."

Yang Fan smiled bitterly.

"Hey, it's your turn, kid. Should you just admit defeat or continue the game?"

Fan Xiangdong walked over surrounded by everyone.

"I'm not in the habit of admitting defeat."

Yang Fan took the ball and walked to the place where Fan Xiangdong shot just now.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to kneel down for me, the dong-dong kind."

Fan Xiangdong laughed wildly, but glanced at Bai Lan.

"I'll help you pick up the ball."

Bai Lan walked towards the basketball stand. The males' eyes had just been focused on shooting, and then they noticed that Bai Lan, the leader of the four major campus beauties, actually picked it up for a boy, which immediately made many people gossip.

Fan Xiangdong curled his lips and said, "It's best to stay away so as not to get hurt."

Bai Lan seemed not to hear and gave Yang Fan an encouraging look.

One guy spat hard and yelled, "If the first ball goes in, I'll eat the spit."

The others obviously thought the same as him. They looked at Yang Fan on the field and ignored him.

Yang Fan slowly raised the ball, but before he could throw it, the audience was booing.

"Concentrate and don't be distracted."

Bai Lan made a cheering gesture to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan nodded knowingly, raised the basketball, and stared at the basket. A trajectory line immediately formed in front of his eyes. He moved quietly, and whoosh, the basketball in his hand flew away.

boom.

The ball hit the backboard and bounced out. Bai Lan was slightly startled and quickly went to pick it up.

The direction the basketball bounced was exactly where Fan Xiangdong was. He originally wanted to not catch it and let the ball fly farther away, wasting time, but then he thought, there was no need. With Yang Fan's skills, he might not be able to make a single shot.

"Hurry up and give me the ball."

Time was running out, so Bai Lan rushed to Fan Xiangdong and reached out to grab it.