Chapter 1134: Defeat

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When Feng Haibin saw that Fan Jun was killing, he had to abandon the defensive player to stop Fan Jun. However, how could he be Fan Jun's opponent, only one face-to-face, I saw Fan Jun turn around with the ball, and wear it directly from his side as if crossing the road However, jumping to the extension is a heavy deduction.
"boom!"
There was a muffled noise from the basket, and Fan Jun tore the Qingjiantang's defense in a one-stop manner.
"Huafeng, at your level, let's put your mind on embroidery, basketball is not for you!"
Fan Jun grinned and shook his finger gently at Huafeng.
In an instant, the audience was in an uproar.
"Fan Jun is provoking Huafeng?"
"He said that Huafeng is not good?"
"There is a good show!"
"..."
Hua Feng looked iron-blue, and for the first time since entering the Spirit Sword School, he was provoked by such a view.
Ye Chen sat in the audience and couldn't help shaking her head gently.
"What's the point of a game without suspense?"
Xia Zhiyan heard Ye Chen's murmur, she couldn't help but glared at Ye Chen, but she was very worried. This time Huafeng did meet a strong opponent.
"Give me the ball!"
Just after serving, Huafeng took the initiative to ask for the ball. Without thinking, Feng Haibin threw the ball to him directly. In Qingjiantang's basketball team, Huafeng is definitely the first firepower player and can be called an offensive kaleidoscope.
However, Hua Feng just dribble close to the other half, Fan Jun has come to blockade.
Huafeng quickly drew the crotch twice, and was about to break from Fan Jun's left side at a speed, but felt the real energy blocking, but the palm of his hand escaped the ball from his hand very accurately.
"Hey!"
Fan Jun cut off Hua Feng's ball, attacked quickly, and ran fast. Hua Feng didn't expect that he would be easily stolen. With a shock, Fan Jun had rushed to their basket and another dunk ended the attack.
"Why is this happening? Huafeng has no way to fight back?"
Gong Yuwei couldn't believe the facts in front of her. On both ends of the offense and defense, Huafeng, the strongest spirit sword faction, was completely suppressed by Fan Jun.
Xia Zhiyan was also stunned. She suddenly found that Huafeng was not the real strongest, but she hadn't met a powerful opponent before.
Huafeng's palm shook slightly, and a sense of panic never felt before. Before that, no matter what opponent he met, he had never lost, and most of the time it was easy to win, but today he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.
"Impossible, I don't believe it!"
He was angry and got the ball with his teammates again. He attacked with the ball, but he was surprised to find that it was not Fan Jun who was marking him this time, but a well-ranked player in Chi Jiantang.
Fan Jun smiled, as if not worried at all, Hua Feng was angry, and two consecutive disguise directly passed the defender.
He was very happy and jumped angrily in the penalty area. He also had to pour basketball into the hoop to vent his anger.
The ball is getting closer and closer to the basket, but at this moment, the situation changes suddenly. A shadow rose from the ground, and the huge palm came directly towards the basketball fan.
"boom--!"
With a crunch, Hua Feng only felt that the vigorously came, and the basketball in his hand had been fanned out.
"What did I see? Hua Feng was blocked? This..."
Hua Feng looked in front of him in horror, and it was the one-meter-nine newcomer who stopped him. This transfer student was named Xu Ping. He used to be a good friend with Fan Jun. This time, he joined Fan Jun into the Spirit Sword School.
He looked at Hua Feng and dismissed: "Want to slam dunk in my penalty area and dream?"
Huafeng has never encountered such a great humiliation in the past ten years. He has always been stronger than others in any field, but today he is completely suppressed by the combination of Fan Jun and Xu Ping.
The next stage is a picture of a massacre. Qingjiantang was beaten by Chijiantang. Just after halftime, he has scored 48 points, almost all of them from Fan Jun and Xu Ping.
And Qingjiantang only got a pitiful score of ten, which has never happened before. Qingjiantang, once the overlord of the spirit sword school basketball, is completely reduced to the background today.
The Chinese spirit on the field was badly corrupted, completely losing the rhythm of playing and the normal level. At this time, all the people of the Spirit Sword School knew that the usual Gao Leng male was unsightly in the face of failure.
"Yu Wei, this fan Jun's basketball level is terrifying, and that big man, Huafeng is not an opponent at all!"
Hu Qiaoxue couldn't stand it anymore, Hua Feng was also regarded as her friend, but now she is suffering on the field.
"I didn't expect it to be the result. Sure enough, there is a sky outside, and someone outside the world is right."
Gong Yuwei sighed softly.
Xia Zhiyan was sitting on the bench a little absently. She glanced at Ye Chen, only to understand what Ye Chen's phrase "There is no suspense in this game".
The disparity in strength between the two sides is indeed too large.
At this time, Ye Chen tilted Erlang's legs and looked at Feng Haibin with great interest.
Although the score difference had reached 40 at this time, Feng Haibin showed more attention and attention than anyone else. Even Qing Jiantang's 15 points were scored by him. He was still persevering in defense. Xu Ping, one meter and nine, he also fought desperately.
"boom!"
At this moment, Xu Ping hit a back, the power suddenly broke out, Feng Haibin directly flew out, and then jumped high to complete the slam dunk, which led to an uproar in the audience.
"I want to guard against me just because of your cultivation? I don't know what it is!"
Xu Ping snorted and left slowly, when the whistle of the midfield sounded and it was time to rest.
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed, and Feng Haibin sat on the ground for a long time without showing up, with a painful expression on his face. The physical collision between the comprehensions is more likely to be injured than ordinary people, especially if the two sides have a discrepancy.
Huafeng returned to his seat in exasperation, and the other three teammates helped Feng Haibin back.
"How is it?" Ye Chen came over.
"His, his feet twisted. Damn, that guy is so deceiving!"
Feng Haibin's face was unwilling, but his ankle twisted, and he certainly could not play in the second half. And even if you play, the result will not change much.
"It's okay, it's not serious, just a few days."
Ye Chen checked and placed a hand on Feng Haibin's knee. Feng Haibin felt a warm air flow down his knees, reaching his ankles, and the pain was much weakened.
He secretly surprised, and had no time to think about it, Ye Chen suddenly asked: "Why? Very unwilling? Do you want to see how they lost?"
Feng Haibin was very puzzled and looked at Ye Chen with some consternation.
"I will fight for you in the second half?"
"You fight for me?"
Feng Haibin looked at Ye Chen with a surprised expression.
"Anyway, it's a loss, and you can't play. Are there any other options?"
Ye Chen spread his hands, his face didn't matter.
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