Chapter 1157 The King's Sliding

"Yes." Guan Yulei took the ball and nodded gently.

With a "bang", the basketball returned to the palm of Ye Bihuang's hand. Ye Bihuang smiled slightly, gave a thumbs up to Shangguan Qingshan, and then slowly turned his thumb down, and his sarcastic attitude overflowed with words.

Many audiences on the stage held their breath, and even those who just said they did not support Ye Bihuang are now looking forward to it, hoping that Ye Bihuang can have a more wonderful performance.

Shangguan Qingshan snorted coldly and trotted towards Ye Bihuang. He wanted to concentrate on it this time, but he really didn't believe that Ye Bihuang could score goals like this.

"Ban Bang," " Bang, bang, bang, bang."

The dribbling sound is getting faster and faster, and the smile on the corners of Ye Bihuang's mouth is getting more and more wanton. In the mutual resistance with Shangguan Qingshan, he instantly transferred his body, pulled Shangguan Qingshan behind, and rushed lightningly under the basketball frame, avoiding Zhao Yang and Mo Yike's hand stretched out from the side to fish for the ball, once again like an eagle. Jumping into the air.

Ye Bihuang's speed was really too fast. In addition, all his actions were too unexpected for Shangguan Qingshan and all the spectators. In an instant, the originally anxious situation was opened again, and Ye Bihuang's stagnant gliding figure reappeared.

"Tomahawk Slam Dunk, my God."

"OH-MY-GOD."

"I'm a straw, it's impossible."

"That's awesome."

With the crisp sound of "bang", the whole basketball hall was like a fryer, and the whole scene was completely boiling. Even Ouyang Qingyin and Ye Tongtong, two people who almost didn't know each other, held their hands tightly together, and their eyes rested on Ye Bihuang's body, excited.

Ye Bihuang opened his hand easily, came down from the basket, gave a thumbs up to Shangguan Qingshan and others again, and then turned down.

"I won't let you score another goal." Ye Bihuang made a bold speech. His voice was very loud, and the scene was solemn, and then a greater discussion broke out.

Ye Bihuang's performance has completely convinced them. Now few of them doubt Ye Bihuang's ability. Although he feels that Ye Bihuang is very arrogant, he is very arrogant.

Shangguan Qingshan clenched his fist, and his lips were bitten out of blood. Ye Bihuang was so strong that he was boundless.

He is 1.9 meters in size, and he can only barely slam dunk. Ye Bihuang just played a tomahawk dunk. Oh, my God, it is only a talented player in the NBA who can make a sign-name action.

"You can't let him underestimate it. Let this boy suffer." Shangguan Qingshan originally came with the grasp of victory, so he didn't want to use any conspiracy at all. Now he has a feeling that he is poor. Ye Bihuang's toughness makes him feel that he is not facing a person, but a mountain that can never be crossed.

Although Zhao Yang and Mo Yike were not sure, they had no choice but to brace their heads, so they both shouted in a low voice, "Yes." To summon up your own courage.

Zhao Yang's serve, Shangguan Qingshan caught the ball. When the basketball brush flew to Shangguan Qingshan's hand and it was not warm, he was gently slapped off by Ye Bihuang. The sound of the rhythmic basketball hitting the ground was like thousands of sharp nails, which were fiercely stuck in Shangguan Qingshan's heart.

"Impossible, so fast, too fast."

Shangguan Qingshan's eyes turned red in an instant, like a tiger running towards Ye Bihuang. He roared and never wanted Ye Bihuang to score.

A wild goose-like figure soars in the air, with a kind of pride of being the only one in the sky and the earth.

"Oh."

The scene was completely boiling. All the spectators watching the game in the audience stood up from their seats and looked at the man who was still hanging on the basket.

He didn't wear a white windbreaker or sunglasses, but he was so handsome that people couldn't help but focus all his attention on him. The smile on the corners of his mouth was always so attractive.

"My God, it's absolutely a genius to reverse the windmill slam dunk with both hands."

"My eyes don't ask questions. Our Yanjing actually has a world-class basketball genius."

"Idol, I must ask him for an autograph."

"I love him so much. If I can, I want to be his girlfriend... I must,"

The screams at the scene came one after another, which almost overturned the whole stadium. Zuo Zhenliang and Guan Yulei looked at Ye Bihuang with dementia and completely forgot that they were still a member of the field. Shangguan Qingshan and the other three looked at Ye Bihuang with disbeliefable faces.

Ye Bihuang grabbed the basket with one hand, gave a thumbs up with one hand, aimed at Shangguan Qingshan, turned his thumb upside down, and raised it down.

Seeing Ye Bihuang's provocative and arrogant action, hundreds of people suddenly whistled at the scene. Those students who didn't like Ye Bihuang at all and thought he were very arrogant now think Ye Bihuang is so cool and handsome.

What's wrong with their arrogant people? They have the ability. If you have the guts, you can also perform one, and I admire you.

Ye Bihuang fell on the ground with his hands easily, looking at Shangguan Qingshan with disdainful face: "I have no ability at all, and I dare to think about Sister Tongtong. It's disgusting. Let's go home and practice for ten years."

Shangguan Qingshan felt a great shame. He had never been insulted in his life, but his skills were not as good as others. He was also helpless and could only bear it silently.

There is a feeling of bullying children when playing basketball like this. Ye Bihuang doesn't like it very much, but it's just a 15-minute game. He endures it and passes in the blink of an eye. So Ye Bihuang doesn't care. More importantly, two of his opponents have irreparate thoughts about Sister Tongtong, and they dare to Put it into action. How can you treat yourself if you don't step on them well? If you treat such a despicable and shameless bastard who likes to dig the foot of the wall, you should slap them in the face and make them sober.

The next time completely became Ye Bihuang's personal performance time. Because he just realized that he had let Shangguan Qingshan score a goal, Ye Bihuang decided not to give him another chance. After focusing, Ye Bihuang was completely a slam dunk machine, and no one could stop it at all.

"one-handed windmill slam dunk."

"Fancy rotating slam dunk."

"Triangle slam dunk."

"Relay slam dunk."

Stand in the midfield and throw the ball.

Every time Ye Bihuang scored, there was a craze and cheers in the whole gymnasium that wanted to overturn the roof of the gymnasium. There was nothing he could do. Ye Bihuang was really too strong. Sometimes he stood there alone without saying anything and only proved his ability with his actions, which could arouse to cheers.

Now, this is the situation in the gymnasium of Yanjing University.

"Brother Huang... Brother Huang is really too strong." Zuo Zhenliang subconsciously swallowed his mouth and sighed.

"Yes, I admire Brother Huang very much. From today on, Brother Huang is my idol."

Guan Yulei is completely stupid. Now he worships Ye Bihuang, thinking in his heart, if only he had one ten thousandth of Brother Huang's ability.

"Ye Bihuang, Ye Bihuang, I love you, Ye Bihuang, Ye Bihuang, I love you." In just five minutes, hundreds of girls stood in the stand upstairs in a row, cheering neatly for Ye Bihuang, just like Ye Bihuang's fans.

Lan Muxi and Shana stood together, holding hands and looking at Ye Bihuang with a smile.

The two and Ye Bihuang walked all the way from junior high school. They knew that Ye Bihuang's skills were strong, and they were not very surprised. However, Xia Na was always excited by Ye Bihuang's goal. Lan Muxi was like a white water lily on the iceberg, always smiling and not surprised.

Liu Yiyan and Xiao Qiuqi stood not far away. Liu Yiyan looked excited and kept cheering. Xiao Qiuqi clenched her fists tightly and smiled like roses on her face. Obviously, she was very happy.

"Oh."

The eleventh slam dunk in this game, ** slam dunk.

When the fifteen-minute game time came, Ouyang Qingyin, the referee, had long been stunned and forgot the passage of time, and naturally forgot to blow the whistle to indicate the end of the game.

Fortunately, Ye Tongtong still remembers watching the time. She gently pushed Ouyang Qingyin beside her and let her whistle. With the sharp whistle, the whole game officially ended, and the whole noisy gymnasium had to be quiet in an instant, leaving only the low bang of the basketball falling from the basket and hitting the ground. The sound of banging.

The voice was very crisp, as if with the fire-like ** of youth, hitting everyone's heart in the stadium. At that moment, people's eyes couldn't help but be a little wet, and it seemed to recall their desire and love for sports, the wanton youth and blood on the court.

Ye Bihuang walked to Shangguan Qingshan step by step. Shangguan Qingshan looked at Ye Bihuang with a pale face. Zhao Yang spread into disbelief. Mo Yike lowered his head and no longer dared to look at Ye Bihuang.

"I won. Now please leave the court. And remember to keep your promise."

Ye Bihuang's sonorous and powerful voice echoed on the basketball court, word by word as if hitting the hearts of Shangguan Qingshan, and even the hearts of all the people in the anti-Ye Bihuang League on the field, making them depressed and want to vomit blood. In the eyes of all the unrelated classmates who watched the game, Ye Bihuang's figure Suddenly becoming tall and powerful, his sonorous and powerful words made everyone blush, as if it was not Ye Bihuang who stood on the court and was worshipped by everyone, but them.

The enthusiastic cheers were high again in an instant, almost trying to overturn the whole basketball hall.

Ye Bihuang, on the other hand, raised his right hand with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, as if the king was looking at everyone present