Chapter 464 Jie Shao Like a Dark Emperor

As long as the ball reaches Yin Shaojie, no matter how many people surround him, he can easily score points.

So Shangde's scores were almost all won by Yin Shaojie.

Do you think Yin Shaojie played in person just for these points?

Of course not!

Yin Shaojie raised his eyes sharply, and the people from No. 2 Middle School wanted to deal with him when he was grabbing a rebound, but Yin Shaojie skillfully avoided the opponent's attack, and even fell with him, bent his knees, and hit the opponent's head heavily. The belly was pushed up.

The man groaned, and nearly fainted from the pain, and his eyes suddenly turned white.

However, this scene, in the eyes of others, was just an accident caused by Yin Shaojie's inability to control his body when the two fell together.

Yes, just by accident!

So even though the people in No. 2 Middle School started to protest, the referee still did not give Yin Shaojie a penalty.

In the process of playing, it is normal to have physical collisions, especially when rebounding, and there are various emergencies.

From the referee's point of view, it was the people from No. 2 Middle School who failed to block and let the two fall together.

The whistle blew and the game continued.

The people from No. 2 Middle School were furious and stared at Yin Shaojie with red eyes, as if they had given up everything, the game was no longer important, they were going to kill him!

Yin Shaojie stood there proudly, the corners of his mouth tickled contemptuously, and his black eyes glanced at them disdainfully.

This gesture even angered the people in No. 2 Middle School.

They exchanged glances with each other, intending to attack Yin Shaojie together.

At this time, they have not considered the issue of fouling or not.

Even if one of them gets a red card, as long as Yin Shaojie is injured, it will be worth it!

Anger has burned their sanity.

This time, it was Shangde who kicked the ball, obviously it was not Yin Shaojie who dribbled the ball, but the eyes of the second middle schooler were fixed on him.

Yin Shaojie looked at them with contempt, gestured with his eyes, and asked his teammates to pass the ball to him.

Shangde's team members hesitated, but under Yin Shaojie's sharp eyes, they had to pass it on.

As soon as the people from No. 2 Middle School saw the ball in his hand, they rushed over like crazy.

Yin Shaojie cleverly avoided the first person.

Head on, someone wanted to kick his foot from below.

Yin Shaojie's black eyes twitched, and he was not polite, and stepped directly on his feet in a jumping posture.

The man screamed in pain, curled up on the ground and hugged his injured foot.

"You—I'm going to kill you!" The people in the second middle school roared, and they were no longer in the posture of grabbing the ball, but in the posture of hitting people.

But Yin Shaojie did not stop. Although someone was injured, as long as the referee did not blow the whistle, the game would continue.

He didn't even look at the person who was throwing the punch, he walked sideways, then ran under the backboard, and made a handsome turnaround shot.

"what--------"

The girl's voice was about to overturn the top of the arena again.

Next, no matter what kind of vicious attitude the people in No. 2 Middle School showed or how they wanted to attack Yin Shaojie, he would have a way to return the attack to the opponent in a reasonable way, and then score at the same time.

The scoreboard keeps flipping, but only Shand's side is changing, and the score in the second is still.

In the last minute, the score of the two teams has already doubled!

At this moment, Yin Shaojie looked at the people of No. 2 Middle School with contempt like an emperor on the field.

The girl on the stage looked at Yin Shaojie who was like a dark emperor, she was going to be fascinated.