The weekend arrived in a blink of an eye.

No. 1 Middle School has a monthly holiday once a month, but there is a half-day holiday every Sunday afternoon. Students can go out of school to buy daily necessities, but they still have to study in the evening.

Fatty went to train again.

Not long after entering high school, Zhuang Yu had no other close friends except his classmate Zhao Yuanhao, so he planned to go to the old golf course to practice ball.

When we arrived at the old golf course, we heard a "bang bang" sound in the distance.

This surprised Zhuang Yu. The stadium was dilapidated and old, and the location was a little remote. Normally, no one would come except him.

There was actually someone playing ball today.

He was a young man who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was very tall, over 1.9 meters tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was wearing a Nike sportswear. The basketball was jumping in his hands, and his dribbling movements were very skillful.

The rhythm is very good.

I saw him taking a few steps, then retreating, his feet retreating outside the three-point line, and then he jumped up and shot a three-pointer.

The basketball drew a beautiful arc and penetrated the net accurately.

After that, he shot a few more balls, all of which were hits.

Only then did he notice Zhuang Yu and actively invited him: "Are you here to play ball too? I'm bored playing alone, let's come together."

Normally Zhuang Yu would definitely refuse, but he had just observed that this person was very strong, which made him interested, so he nodded and said: "Okay."

The man introduced himself with a smile: "My name is Yang Mingxuan, and I am here to visit relatives. I see that you are about the same age as me. Where do you go to school?"

Zhuang Yu replied: "One middle school."

"Jiangning No. 1 Middle School, I know it's not that far from here." Yang Mingxuan pushed with both hands and passed the basketball to Zhuang Yu.

Since he didn't know Zhuang Yu's level, he didn't pass the ball with much force, but the angle was just right. The basketball bounced off the ground and was right at Zhuang Yu's waist.

This is the best angle for catching the ball.

However, what Yang Mingxuan didn't expect was that Zhuang Yu only stretched out his right hand and easily caught the basketball with one hand. Then he flipped his wrist, adjusted his feet so that he was facing the basket, and with a gentle flick of his right wrist, he caught the basketball with one hand.

The ball was thrown.

Whoosh!

There was a soft sound and the ball was scored.

"pretty."

Yang Mingxuan couldn't help but his eyes lit up, he praised "beautiful" and said with a smile: "Looking at your movements, your level is not low."

Zhuang Yu was not modest. He looked at Yang Mingxuan and said, "The few balls I saw you just played, your skills are also very high."

oh?

"Did you see it?" Yang Mingxuan laughed, "I didn't expect to meet a master here. Are you interested in a one-on-one duel? There is no bet, just for fun."

Singled out?

The so-called heads-up, that is, one-on-one, the rules here in Jiangning City are usually to play ten balls, and whoever scores ten goals first wins.

Zhuang Yu is naturally clear about the rules.

In fact, he also played against people on wild courts. After practicing for a year, he started to play on some golf courses to test his level.

As a result, I walked several wild courts and didn't meet any opponents.

After that, Zhuang Yu lost interest in the field. He no longer went to the field or participated in any competitions. He only practiced and played alone.

"Can."

Zhuang Yu thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

He didn't meet a real opponent at first, but he felt that Yang Mingxuan was definitely a master, very strong, and worthy of a fight with him.

"Haha, come on then." Yang Mingxuan smiled.

Both of them are happy to see a hunter. How can they not compete when they meet a master?

...

Yang Mingxuan generously asked Zhuang Yu to attack first, but Zhuang Yu refused. The visitor was a guest, so he naturally let Yang Mingxuan attack first.

Moreover, he also happened to see how strong Yang Mingxuan was.

"bring it on."

Zhuang Yu lowered his center of gravity and faced Yang Mingxuan across the three-point line.

At this moment, Yang Mingxuan clearly felt that Zhuang Yu's temperament changed and suddenly became sharp, like an unsheathed sword.

Yang Mingxuan began to attack.

He didn't move his left foot, and tapped the ground with his right foot continuously. At the same time, he grabbed the ball with both hands and shook it, making a triple threat. Then he suddenly slapped the ball to the right, and his whole body jumped out like a cheetah.

"That's so fast." Zhuang Yu raised his eyebrows, and was halfway passed in an instant.

The next moment, Yang Mingxuan paused for a moment, took the initiative to lean on Zhuang Yu, found a physical confrontation, and then stepped forward for a three-step layup.

Zhuang Yu failed to keep up.

Whoosh!

Yang Mingxuan scored a layup and smiled at Zhuang Yu: "One."

"Continue." Zhuang Yu was a little surprised that Yang Mingxuan, a tall man of just over 1.9 meters, could actually be so fast.

On the second ball, Yang Mingxuan was still a triple threat, and then he accelerated suddenly, but instead of breaking through directly, he changed direction in front of the body. The amplitude was very large. He instantly switched the ball to his left hand, then accelerated again and hit another layup.

Then the third ball, the fourth ball...

All are breakthroughs, all are hits.

"He controls the ball very well, has excellent breakthrough skills, and is very good at using his body." Zhuang Yu frowned slightly, "I am ten centimeters shorter than him. Once he gets up, it will be difficult to guard me."

One is over 1.9 meters tall, and the other is 1.8 meters tall. There is a height difference of more than ten centimeters.

When Yang Mingxuan's breakthrough speed increases, it is difficult for Zhuang Yu to block it. There is a big height difference, so it is not that easy to block the shot. Moreover, Yang Mingxuan is very good at using his body, always actively looking for confrontation, and pushing Zhuang Yu forward.

Open and layup.

Score 4:0.

Perhaps because he felt that playing like this was bullying others based on his height, Yang Mingxuan did not choose to break through on the fifth ball, but instead took a step-back shot.

Whoosh!

Still going.

"Come again." Zhuang Yu said, his eyes shining.

The opponent scored 5 goals in a row. Instead of being depressed or discouraged, he was very excited. The excitement of meeting his opponent made his blood boil.

Yang Mingxuan nodded and continued the attack.

This time he still chose to shoot. First he took a step to the right, then stepped back and shot a jump shot. The basketball drew an arc and penetrated the net.

Whoosh!

Come in again!

6:0.

After scoring six times in a row, Yang Mingxuan felt a little embarrassed.

"Go on, don't let it go." Zhuang Yu suddenly said.

"Huh?" Yang Mingxuan was a little surprised that his thoughts were actually seen through by the other party, and he immediately stopped thinking about it.

The seventh ball...

This time Yang Mingxuan still chose to shoot, first breaking through to the right, then suddenly changing direction, and then pulling out.

"It's shooting again." Zhuang Yu narrowed his eyes, quickly adjusted his center of gravity, jumped up almost at the same time as Yang Mingxuan, and reached for the basketball with his right hand.

"The response is quite fast." Yang Mingxuan raised the corner of his mouth and didn't care.

He is more than ten centimeters taller than Zhuang Yu. With such a height difference, how can Zhuang Yu block shots?

Yang Mingxuan held the basketball in his right hand, flicked his wrist, and threw the basketball. But the next moment, his expression changed and his eyes widened - a hand suddenly appeared in front of him, and his slender fingers touched the basketball.

It was just a little touch, but Yang Mingxuan knew exactly what it meant.

"It's done." Zhuang Yu was overjoyed. He touched the basketball. Although he only had one finger, it was enough.

I saw the basketball changed direction and deviated from the basket.

The two landed. Yang Mingxuan glanced at the basketball. He was surprised and at the same time, his expression became a little serious. He said to himself: "It seems that he didn't try his best just now."
Chapter completed!