Chapter 11: Evil is not overwhelming, little devil

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Only Li Zheng fell to the ground.
Lin Yuejing looked at Li Zheng in a tangle, sighing with guilt.
After struggling for a long time, she tilted her head and barely stretched out her right hand.
"Well……"
Li Zheng still wanted to forgive her, Jiang Qinghua had rushed over and pulled him up.
"Li Xueba, how could you fall down when you hit it? Fortunately, Liu Xin is clever." Jiang Qinghua helped Li Zheng to laugh with her clothes.
"Sorry." Li Zheng felt that he was behind, and he felt the basketball court was dangerous. "This ball, mine."
He can see that the rate of relaxation is gradually decreasing.
With the increase of pressure, Lin's persecution is now only 0.8.
Lin Yujing succeeded, and his experience was very bad.
The ten game coins presented by the system seem to enhance the experience.
Considering that basketball is the best relaxing sport besides lassie.
Li Zheng began to hesitate to accept coins.
Lin Yuejing saw that Li Zheng was okay, but unknowingly revealed his nature, he squinted and smiled, "Lang."
She was a little guilty just now, and began to owe again.
Jiang Qinghua said with a smile: "Hehe, over quiet, we Li Zheng played for the first time, you give way."
Lin Yuejing turned his head and raised his hand to make a gesture of worship: "~"
It is really……
Too owe.
De is not worthy!
How did you successfully defend your territory?
"I'm fine, continue." Li Zheng shook the game currency in his mind while speaking.
Basic basketball, accurate shooting and storage.
The guidance prompt appears.
[Determination of rising basketball level]
[The upper limit of the relaxation rate is increased to 10, (currently 0.7)]
[The daily recovery limit is increased to 75 minutes]
Li Zheng discovered that the game currency used to be this way.
Only by strengthening the ball skills can you enjoy the game.
This is completely consistent with what Lin Yuejing did.
Well, I felt the doorway.
Li Zheng was excited to start a warm-up run, the pace was different.
It turned out to be a walk, but now it's called running position.
Ordinary professional athletes' running position.
He began to become erratic, turning around frequently, paying attention to the position of his teammates.
Vision and mentality have completely changed.
Li Zheng was really involved in the game at this time.
The rate of vitality recovery is also rising steadily.
Well, this is called playing.
Now the score is 2:0, the loser serves, and the ball passes to Lin Yuejing again.
Lin Yuejing glanced at Li Zheng. This time he decided to let him go and said one point first.
She slipped Liu Xin and started to walk outside.
Liu Xin said that he wanted to mark as unreliably as the brown sugar, but his opponent was a girl after all, he had to keep a proper distance all the time.
Li Zheng's side can focus on ordinary girls with very little effort.
Ordinary girls are also very cooperative and do not struggle at all, so just walk around symbolically.
Between the two, it was very peaceful.
Instead, Jiang Qinghua was gradually dragged into the mire by Qiao Bixia.
Jiang Qinghua knew that if the tank got the ball, she must dribble her back and squeeze herself to the basket with her back waist.
This is the tiger style, the tiger body eats.
If this is a boy, Jiang Qinghua is not afraid.
But once the tank bottom hit.
He couldn't stand it.
He was afraid that he would have a psychological shadow, and he would not dare to face the girl's back in the future.
Therefore, he must always stop in front of Qiao Bixia, not to let her easily take the ball.
But can the tank be manipulated casually?
The two began to lean frequently and compete for position.
Between the entanglements, Qiao Bixia squeezed out half of her position and raised her arm to ask for the ball.
Lin Yuejing saw it clearly and threw the ball in one jump.
At this moment, an ordinary figure flashed by.
The ball was robbed!
Is it Li Zheng?
"Well?" Lin Yuejing exclaimed.
Shouts broke out on the sidelines. Li Zheng, who was still weak before, seemed to start suddenly.
They didn't know that Li Zheng had been observing for a long time, just wait for this.
After Li Zheng got the ball, without delay, he hurried out the three-point line.
Moves neatly and stretches pace.
Seeing the strength of this dribble, it was still a veteran.
The ordinary girl was stunned, and she felt that the ordinary boy had abandoned the tacit agreement between the two parties.
Lin Yuejing was entangled by Liu Xin, too late to make up for the defense.
Li Zheng, an ordinary professional shooter outside the three-point line, is unmarked.
"Vote!" Liu Xin shouted.
"Pass!" Jiang Qinghua broke free from Qiao Bixia and raised his hand to get the ball.
After weighing Li Zheng, he thinks that his shot is the best choice.
Check the basket.
Breathe.
aim.
Take off.
Shot.
Although Li Zheng's posture is still in the air.
He was convinced that the ball was there.
Uh.
Three-pointer hit.
Steady.
This is called relaxation.
[Recovery rate: 8.2↑]
4:0.
"Relief!!" Liu Xin shouted, "Brother Li, hiding deep enough."
Jiang Qinghua also froze: "When did you practice..."
Li Zheng only shook his hand and smiled: "Mongolian, Mongolian."
The two fans were dumb.
In his heart, Li Zheng's posture was even more handsome.
A few meters away.
Lin Yuejing.
She is going to blow up.
She stared at Li Zheng with a sense of shame being teased.
The whole face was red, and his fists were clenched to death.
"Well……"
If it was not easy to provoke before, now it is not.
Women's serve, match point.
Lin Yuejing organized the attack again.
At this point, Liu Xin's pace began to be chaotic, and some could not keep up with Lin Yuejing's speed.
After a simple roundabout, Lin Yuejing turned around and got rid of Liu Xin, forming a breakthrough.
Jiang Qinghua stepped forward to fill in.
Lin Yuejing concocted as usual and accurately distributed the ball to Qiao Bixia.
Qiao Bixia, hold back for a long time.
"Ah!!!" She yelled, making people think she was going to dunk.
In the end, he still had to slam the layup.
Even if the goal was easily scored, her irritability didn't ease at all.
"Defense, defense!" Qiao Bixia shouted.
4:1, Li Zheng serves.
At this point Liu Xinzheng gasped, resting on his knees.
Jiang Qinghua ran out of the three-second zone and came forward to ask for the ball.
Liu Xin ran after Lin Yuejing for so long, and his physical strength was quickly overdrawn.
Li Zheng passed the ball to Jiang Qinghua.
After receiving the ball, Jiang Qinghua sent Liu Xin to the inside with only one wave.
Jiang’s latest tactic—position rotation.
Qiao Bixia also hurriedly commanded and replaced Lin Yuejing to stare at Jiang Qinghua.
Jiang Qinghua finally got his wish.
He confronted Lin Yuejing, showing his skills in a hurry.
Crotch dribble, dwarf dribble, flashing left and right, continuous turning.
Meaningless fancy moves, one after another, quite a bit meaning to play streetball.
No way, he held back for a long time, and finally he could show.
The two fans also applauded like crazy.
"Shuaishuai! Show it up!!"
"Excellent! Excellent!"
After a crazy show, Jiang Qinghua suddenly turned to accelerate, easily throwing away Lin Yujing and rushing to the inside.
After all, Jiang Shuai is Jiang Shuai, and girls are girls.
Seeing this, Qiao Bixia stepped forward to make up for defense as usual.
At the same time, Li Zheng also throws away ordinary girls and pulls out a gap in the outfield.
Liu Xin, who is unmarked, raises his hands insanely for the ball.
As long as Jiang Qinghua is willing to play, anyone can win.
But Jiang Qinghua didn't watch them, and rushed up in response to the tank.
He chose to make his own layup.
Under the crush of the tank, he forcibly jumped off and hooked.
Wow, hit the rebound.
"Mine!" Qiao Bixia yelled angrily, turned around and pressed Liu Xin to grab the rebound, and gave the ball to Lin Yuejing.
Lin Yuejing is also a bit irritable, so he catches the ball.
Just when she jumped in the air.
One hand blocked her sight.
"Um..." Her brain was empty.
But the movement could not stop.
The ball has been shot.
Fly to the sky.
however.
That hand covered the sky.
And fanned hard.
Snapped!
Block!
Li Zheng slammed the ball out of the court.
Lin Yuejing stumbled to the ground, his legs softened, and he fell to the ground.
Li Zheng is very light.
He jumped and glanced at Lin Yuejing, his mouth slightly raised, and returned the same smile.
【Relaxation rate: 10↑↑↑】
Evil is not right, imp!
"..." Lin Yuejing looked at Li Zheng dryly, his face more and more rounded, tears swirled in his eyes, and the horse's tail collapsed.
Qiao Bixia is about to collapse: "Who are you? So strong!"
"No one, it's my brother Li." Liu Xin gasped and grinned, "Basketball game, it's awesome..."
The people watching the ball on the sidelines also fell silent.
"It's alright..." Ordinary girls came to support Lin Yuejing. "It's not over yet... we serve."
"No... no more... no more... no more..." Lin Yujing suddenly raised his arm to cover his face and ran to the sidelines.
"Quietly..." Qiao Bixia hurriedly approached, "Where did you just go..."
"It's also for making papers...for the pavilion...for the library...for the basketball court..." Lin Yujing wiped his tears and grabbed the schoolbag. "I...I...I'm so weak..."
After all, she cried and ran out of the court.
Looking around the monarchs, and then looking at Li Zheng, it is inevitable that some indignation.
"Who is this, so heavy on girls?"
"In other words, it seems that Lin Yuejing hit him first."
"Is the girl hitting you when you hit it? That's sending it away!"
On the field, Li Zheng, as usual, stood up and held his hands, and his crossbrows pointed coldly at the thousands.
Lin Yuejing can't live by doing evil.
As a master of learning skills, I should have improved with my classmates and went to the college entrance examination.
She always thought of monopolizing feng shui and driving her competitors away.
The mind is not correct.
Well, the last big question will not teach you anymore.
While he was enjoying the victory, a mountain stopped in front of him.
"We said quietly...no more basketball..." Qiao Bixia's eyes widened, "Li Zheng, I remember you."
[Sister: Qiao Bixia]
[Recovery rate: -19.8]
Why your mother!
I never said anything to her.