NBA skills: Dominating the black basketball

"The basketball team actually has such a talent!" Bai Ze muttered to himself, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. He widened his eyes and looked at the small forward in front of him who was laughing so hard that he fell backwards. He felt an indescribable sense of helplessness and speechlessness in his heart. "Come on, I want to play against this kid." The small forward looked at Bai Ze in front of him and immediately asked the point guard for the ball, ready to teach this arrogant kid a lesson, but the whole person stood there motionless, without moving at all. It seemed that because of Bai Ze's big talk to Hongcun just now, the point guard was also a little annoyed. Hearing the small forward's confident tone, the point guard who had just dribbled across half court also passed the basketball without hesitation, hoping that the small forward could teach this arrogant boy a lesson.

With a loud "bang", the basketball that was originally flying in the air was intercepted by a figure as fast as white lightning!

Good shot! The audience couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Are you two guys out of your mind? You are talking so loudly, are you afraid that I can't hear you? You don't even run, but stand there and ask for the ball?" Bai Ze glanced at the small forward with disdain, and then launched a fierce attack on the basket at a lightning speed!

Hearing Bai Ze's ridicule, the small forward's face suddenly turned pale, and at the same time he was annoyed, and immediately chased in the direction of Bai Ze, but as the small forward chased hard, he and Bai Ze were farther and farther away.

Everyone else reacted a beat slower, but the small forward behind Bai Ze was the closest person to Bai Ze.

On the basketball court, Bai Ze was like a shining star. He dribbled the ball like the wind, with a nimble figure, and rushed towards the basket with an unstoppable momentum. At the same time, the small forward stood in place, with deep helplessness and despair in his eyes.

The huge gap was like an unbridgeable chasm between the two. The small forward tried his best to stop Bai Ze, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not change this cruel reality, and he could not catch up at all!

Bai Ze rushed towards the basket like a huge beast, his eyes were firm and focused, as if the whole court was left with only the high hanging basket. In the blink of an eye, he had rushed to the vicinity of the three-point line and closed the basketball in his hand without hesitation.

At this moment, he started to jump two steps from the free throw line, which was very far away, but this did not affect what he was going to do next - violent dunk! Then, he used all his strength and soared into the air like a cannonball! The powerful explosive force made him fly into the air in an instant, and his body formed a nearly perfect arc with the ground.

Before everyone had time to react, Bai Ze had already jumped high, grabbed the basketball tightly with both hands, and then slammed it into the basket with the force of a mountain crushing an egg. With a loud "clang", the entire basketball stand seemed to tremble, and the audience and the players on the field were stunned by this shocking scene.

"So handsome!!!"

"My husband, my husband!!!"

The girls in the audience all looked like crazy, and all shouted for Bai Ze.

"So... so awesome!" May's eyes flashed brightly, her face was full of admiration and respect, and she stared at Bai Ze intently.

At this moment, May was completely conquered by the amazing ability shown by Bai Ze. At the same time, she also developed a deep curiosity about Bai Ze. What kind of experience and training can make him so powerful?

The score came to 4:0

"Return to defense." After landing, Bai Ze quickly ran back to the front court to defend.

Hongcun's eyes were full of admiration for Bai Ze, and then he turned around and scolded the point guard and small forward: "Is this how you usually train? You are so proud and complacent, be serious, don't really lose to this group of freshmen, the students on the second floor are watching you!"

Listening to the thunderous scolding of their captain, the point guard and small forward couldn't help feeling ashamed, and they slowly lowered their heads. The eyes that originally despised the opponent disappeared without a trace at this moment, replaced by full of seriousness and determination.

At this moment, they deeply realized their mistakes and secretly determined to correct them and not let the captain down again. So, the two adjusted their mentality again,

Prepare to face the next game seriously.

When it was time for the black team to attack, the point guard dribbled the ball to the front court and looked at Akashi in front of him carefully. He did not act rashly, but kept observing the direction of his teammates.

Facing the tight defense of the white team, the point guard waved his hand and asked Nijimura to come up to do a pick-and-roll on the right side of the point guard.

Akashi seemed to have predicted that Nijimura was about to do a pick-and-roll, and the whole person retreated directly behind him, trying to bypass Nijimura's pick-and-roll.

As the No. 1 power forward in junior high school, Nijimura's basketball IQ is not low. He immediately turned the pick-and-roll to the right into a fake pick-and-roll, and then changed it to a left pick-and-roll, and instantly Akashi blocked it. The point guard used the pick-and-roll to go directly to the left side of the front court. In order not to defend the point guard, Aomine followed up to defend, so that Akashi and Aomine immediately formed a switch defense.

This scene was exactly what the point guard wanted to see. He did not pass the ball on the ground, but lobbed the ball to Nijimura to prevent Akashi from directly predicting the ball.

After seeing Nijimura successfully receive the ball, everyone was very sensible and opened up space for him, so that Nijimura played against Akashi in the end.

Facing Nijimura, Akashi's face changed. You know, he is only 158cm tall now, while Nijimura is already 179cm tall. For Akashi, Nijimura has an absolute talent to crush him. And Nijimura is the well-deserved No. 1 power forward in junior high school, and he is completely unstoppable.

This is indeed the case. Nijimura accelerated to the right and broke through, giving Akashi a confrontation, directly pushing Akashi away, and then directly combined the ball to prepare for a layup. After seeing Nijimura break through the restricted area, Murasakibara let go of the center and came up to defend directly.

Seeing the tall Murasakibara fiercely jump up, Nijimura seemed very calm. He carried Murasakibara in the air, passed the ball behind Murasakibara, and then passed it to the center. Akashi was just pushed away by Nijimura, so he didn't immediately go to defend the center.

Then the center was ready to jump and dunk directly, but Murasakibara, who had strong motor nerves, landed quickly and followed with a second jump, ready to block the center's ball.

Seeing this situation, the center's face changed, and he instantly changed his offensive method, from a dunk on the spot to a left-handed hook. Facing the center of the black team who was not much different in size, Murasakibara also failed to block this hook, and the basketball fell into the basket.

The score came to 4:2

"My, my." Akashi immediately apologized to everyone.

"It's okay, it's okay, give them the next ball." Bai Ze said nonchalantly.

Everyone didn't mean to blame him at all, after all, Akashi had done his best.

The basketball was once again controlled by Akashi. "Akagi, hit one." Aomine came up quickly to ask for the ball, ready to return one to Nijimura.

Akagi didn't say anything, and passed the ball directly to Aomine. Aomine activated his amazing super-high-speed dribbling skills as fast as lightning, and the ball seemed to be integrated with him, moving quickly in his hands like a storm. This sudden attack caught Nijimura off guard, and the originally tight defensive rhythm was completely disrupted.

Then, Aomine first made a suspended drag step to the right, and then used the crotch dribble to make a half-turn to connect the crotch misleading Nijimura to grab the ball forward, and then Aomine cooperated with a left eye misleading, making Nijimura think that he broke through to the left, and instantly rushed over. In just a moment, he used this perfect butterfly through flowers to successfully leave Nijimura behind, leaving the other party with a stunned expression.

After breaking through the defense line, Aomine rushed towards the basket without hesitation, as fast as an arrow from a string. In his eyes, there was only the goal that symbolized victory - the basket. The audience held their breath, nervously looking forward to the next exciting scene.

Facing the center's iron-clad defense, Qingfeng's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a confident and disdainful smile. He looked determined and steady, like a ferocious cheetah rushing towards the basket.

In the blink of an eye, Qingfeng had come to the center. He was not afraid at all, and his body suddenly pushed forward, launching a fierce confrontation with the opponent. There was a muffled "bang", and the muscles of the two collided with each other, and the power was so great that it seemed to shake the entire court.

However, this resistance was nothing to Qingfeng. He took advantage of the situation and pulled a small lever, and his movements were smooth and smooth. The basketball in his hands was like a magic, obediently bypassing the center's block.

Then, Qingfeng quickly adjusted his posture, shook his wrist lightly, and threw the ball backhanded. The basketball was like a meteor across the sky, flying towards the basket at a very fast speed.

"Swoosh--" the ball went into the net! Qingfeng stood there calmly, breathing heavily, his face filled with joy of scoring a goal.

"Wow, that black guy is pretty good,

Directly broke through Minister Nijimura!"

"No one is as handsome as me, Bai Ze! Hehehe."

The audience was boiling with cheers and shouts.

There was an endless stream of discussions outside the court, but the people on the court were not affected at all.

6:2, the game continued.

The basketball crossed the half court like an orange lightning and flew straight into Nijimura's hands. He caught the ball steadily, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and showed a confident smile: "Little ghost, now it's my turn to show you the color!"

Nijimura's eyes were full of provocation and fighting spirit. He held the basketball tightly, felt the friction between the ball and his palm, and adjusted his pace and rhythm.

Aomine on the opposite side was ready, not daring to relax at all. The atmosphere of the whole court was extremely tense, and a fierce duel was about to begin...