"Slam dunk! Slam dunk!" At this moment, the entire basketball court was filled with the shouts of students.

Chen Cong held the ball and was looking at Cai Teng, and he was becoming more and more surprised at Cai Teng. Not to mention how perverted his speed and strength were, even his physical strength was so terrible. Now he has entered the fourth quarter game, and this guy can still keep a close eye on him.

After Chen Cong predicted it for a moment, he raised his right foot and suddenly exerted force on his left foot to break through!

Cai Teng quickly defended himself close to him and used his body to block Chen Cong's breakthrough.

As expected, Chen Cong suddenly took a step back and moved away from Cai Teng's defense. Then he broke through in another direction. Cai Teng quickly returned to defense, but this time Chen Cong did not continue to change direction, but passed the ball to Wang Zhong in the open position.

"You gave up?" Cai Teng looked at Chen Cong with cold eyes and said.

"No, basketball is not a one-person sport." Chen Cong said with a smile. In fact, he didn't want to continue playing singles, but it seemed meaningless. Only two teams were left with each other and scored points. What would it be like for them to be their teammates? Even if you win this kind of game, it would be far less fun and joyful.

"Passing is also a technique." Chen Cong chuckled after seeing Wang Zhong throw the ball into the Nets.

"..." Cai Teng ignored Chen Cong this time, but turned around and continued to take the kickoff.

Chen Cong was still guarding against him. Seeing that he was about to meet Cai Teng's basketball when he reached out, Cai Teng still turned into a black shadow and broke through and scored another layup. Chen Cong shrugged indifferently, but said in his heart: "It's just a little bit."

After it was Chen Cong's turn to kick off the ball, Wang Zhong and his men began to run wildly. Although the opponent was also rigorous in defense, under Chen Cong's strange pass, Wang Zhong and Lu Fei took the opportunity to catch the ball and scored the ball every time.

Both sides chased each other, and the scores of Class 5 were still closely tied behind Class 2, and the difference of one point was never resolved. Cai Teng knew that if he made a three-pointer, then with Chen Cong's bounce advantage, he would definitely cover his ball.

"The only way is to get a foul." At this time, less than a minute left before the end of the game, Cai Teng took the ball and stopped outside the three-point line. He slowly bent his upper body, and the ball in his hand became more and more rhythmic as the palm flapped. Slowly, most people present seemed to be substituted into this sense of rhythm.

Seeing that Cai Teng's calves and wrists were much tighter than before, and his whole aura seemed to have improved a lot, Chen Cong's face also changed slightly, and he knew that Cai Teng's next move would be more sharp.

"What I predicted was a breakthrough on the right direction, but in this situation, as soon as I move to the right, he will definitely change direction quickly." Chen Cong was in a dilemma.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank and he looked at Cai Teng in surprise.

"Shot?" Chen Cong couldn't believe it. When he saw Cai Teng making a shot, Chen Cong didn't think much about it. He felt that his premonition had made a mistake at the first time, so he hurriedly put it in front of him and prepared to block the shot.

"No, no... I have never done a key event, and I cannot be wrong in predicting ability." Chen Cong reacted, he was already a step slower. Cai Teng's mouth curled slightly, and the ball's movement changed. The ball did not fall on his hands, but continued to fall back to the ground.

Chen Cong once used this action.

Chen Cong's eyes narrowed, gathering all the lightning on his body together, all accumulated under his feet and in his palms. He turned around suddenly and waved his palm towards Cai Teng's ball, at the extreme speed.

"Swish!" Although Chen Cong's hand was almost invisible, Cai Teng still changed his movements. However, the ball was still hit by Chen Cong's fingernails, making a slight and slight sound.

The sound was so subtle that even Chen Cong didn't even notice it, but Cai Teng heard it. His body trembled slightly, and then he controlled the ball back to his line in time, but Chen Cong followed closely and reached out to intercept the ball again.

Cai Teng controlled the ball and found Chen Cong's movement behind him. His face changed slightly. He hurriedly grabbed the ball in his hand, then turned around and jumped high, turned around and jumped!

This was a beautiful way to deal with it, but a black shadow suddenly magnified in front of him, and with a "pop", the ball was knocked to the ground again.

"How is that possible?" Cai Teng showed an incredible look, because at this moment, Chen Cong, who was originally behind him.

"I am the one behind you." Wang Zhong's voice suddenly came from behind Cai Teng.

After Wang Zhong said that, he patted the basketball in his hand and ran straight to the opponent's basket.

"Lu Fei!" Wang Zhong shouted, and the ball flew straight towards Lu Fei running in front of him.

Three-step layup! Score!

The score gap between the two teams was immediately pulled to three points!

"It's fun to do basketball like this." Chen Cong smiled slightly. He knew that there were only more than twenty seconds left, and Cai Teng and the others had no chance. Unless they scored a three-pointer, they would have no chance.

But will Chen Cong let them vote?

Cai Teng drove the ball without saying a word and headed straight to Chen Cong's basket. His speed had increased to the peak. He didn't even make fake moves, turning into a black shadow and flashing past Chen Cong's right. Chen Cong couldn't make a foul to defend this two-pointer, but just turned around and followed closely.

Cai Teng's eyes were all left with the basket. His speed was getting faster and faster. After passing Wang Zhong, who had made up his position, he threw Lu Fei away and jumped high in front of Qiu Xiaopang.

Qiu Xiaopang gritted his teeth hard, burst out with amazing power, squeezed away the opponent's center, and jumped up with Cai Teng.

"Beep!" The referee's whistle suddenly sounded.

Then with a "bang", the ball was smashed into the basket by a big hand.

Slam dunk, see Slam dunk again!

The audience was still for less than a second, and then there were warm shouts.

"Oh my God, Cai Teng can also dunk, it's so handsome."

"I just said, how could Rukawa Kaede not dunk? He is handsome, so handsome."

...

"White No. 5 Qiu Xiaowei made a foul, Purple No. 11 Cai Teng scored a valid goal, and a free throw." The principal and Director Zhu had already had a break in the third quarter. At this moment, the real referee on the field. As soon as his words came out, the people in Class 2 looked a little ugly.

Qiu Xiaopang looked pale. He did commit a foul just now, but he was a little shocked and unbelievable. He clearly saw the ball, but why did he hit Cai Teng's arm.

"It's okay, he deliberately asked you to thug." Chen Cong walked over and patted Qiu Xiaopang on the shoulder and said.

Chen Cong was preconceived by a three-pointer and forgot about it for a moment. Another way is to fight for a foul and then send the ball to the Nets before landing. In addition to the effective scoring, there is also a free throw opportunity. With Cai Teng's ability, free throws are a must-try, that is, in this wave of attack, he scored three points and equalized the score.

"What should I do? I was impulsive. He should have scored just now. If you play extra time now, we will definitely lose." Qiu Xiaopang was a little guilty.

"It's okay, aren't there still ten seconds left? Get up." Chen Cong raised his voice, allowing Wang Zhong and others to hear his words clearly.

"Come on, what are our goals?"

"Champion! Champion!" Five people pressed together with five hands, and their morale increased a lot.

As the game entered the last ten seconds, Wang Zhong passed the ball straight to Chen Cong. Chen Cong ignored Cai Teng who was close to him as soon as he received the ball and quickly passed the ball to the basket. After Qiu Xiaopang caught the ball, he made a fake move and stopped the center.

Just this pause gave Qiu Xiaopang a chance, turned around and jumped high.

But at the same time, a figure was approaching at a speed of flying.

"Cai Teng has returned to defense, it's so fast."

"This ball is gone, I guess I'll be knocked off."

"Maybe I can get a foul."

The onlookers all guessed.

But the result was different from what everyone thought. Qiu Xiaopang did not want to pitch with this. He swung his wrist backwards in the air, and the ball quickly flew out of his hand. His jump was just a fake move.

Cai Teng watched the ball fly towards Chen Cong's hand. At the moment he landed, Cai Teng ran towards Chen Cong like a flying one, like an agile and ferocious leopard.

Chen Cong received the ball at the three-point line. As long as he had a three-pointer, everything would be settled, and the fruits of victory would be theirs.

But he still has the ability to predict. He was surprised to find that the three-pointer was harassed on the track by a sudden hand halfway upward. Why is it said to be harassment? Because only the nails touched the ball, but it was enough to make this sure-fired three-pointer vanish.

The scene that Chen Cong predicted ended here, but he knew that the owner of the hand was Cai Teng, and the boy with a look in front of him was full of fighting spirit.

He didn't think much about it, and the lightning under his feet gathered together again, and the number seemed to have increased, and some light also had a tendency to overflow outside his shoes, but it was just a little bit, and no one noticed this strange thing with his naked eyes.

Chen Cong rushed forward with the ball, and after two steps of assist, he suddenly jumped into the air.

"What, the free throw line took off?" Everyone's chin was almost surprised to fall to the ground.

They knew that Chen Cong chose to dunk, but when Chen Cong stepped on the free throw line and took off, they were all shocked because it was an impossible slam dunk. There were only a handful of people in NBA history who did this, and the most impressive one was naturally the Flying Jordan.

Cai Teng narrowed his eyes slightly, and jumped up with force under his feet, facing Chen Cong, and the two strongest people met in the air.

Cai Teng reached out to the basketball held high in Chen Cong's hand, but the accident happened again...

In an instant, the basket made a moan.

Then Chen Cong's roar came, and then everyone at the scene burst into amazing applause and screams.

"Big windmill slam dunk!"

"The windmill dunk that jumped from the free throw line, damn, I'm really not dreaming, are you?"

In order to avoid Cai Teng's hand, Chen Cong actually completed this pioneering move. He had practiced several times before, but he had never tried this move when he took off the free throw line.

He did it today!

So he hung on the basket and roared. This game was the most exciting and exciting time he played.
Chapter completed!