"Clang!"

The defending boy vented his hands and poured the basket hard, and then threw the ball into Tongfang's hands like he was throwing garbage.

“One to one!”

The boy's cold voice came over, but at this time Tongfang was motionless and allowed the nose to drip from his nostrils, blooming into colorful blood flowers on the ground.

After a simple process, the game continues to begin.

But the subsequent game process basically became a one-sided trend. The boy only used an extremely simple hand chopping move, and defeated Tongfang like chopping melons and vegetables, and won the right to use the stadium.

Listening to the endless ridicule and ridicule of the boys behind him, Tong Fang, who had left the venue sadly, could no longer notice the pain on his nose.

One day, I will practice shooting that no one can block! I will use my shots to regain my field!

Tongfang, who has this mentality, began to polish his shots day and night.

There is no venue? That doesn't matter, these boys will never play basketball late at night!
Chapter completed!