Chapter 374 How to Play This?

The fateful duel between the two masters unexpectedly started on the flank, and the teammates were... very confused.

Why are you there?

Not only the players in the sports class don't understand, but Jingyi's brothers also don't understand.

However, Wang Yan's prestige was too high. Although Jingyi's teammates were confused, they still tried hard to implement the poor tactics.

Cutting, pulling, pick-and-roll...

Waiting for Wang Yan to break through or pass the ball.

However, with such a strong character, how could Mr. Wang tolerate a fat man making fun of him in front of him?

Preventing shots but not preventing sudden attacks, right?

I want to vote for you!

Pull it up directly, lean your upper body back slightly, hold the ball with your right hand, and gently move your fingers...

"WOW!"

The audience suddenly burst into exclamation, and then heard the girls sucking and swallowing.

It's so beautiful.

Wang Yan's figure is already slender, and his jump is light and elegant, especially the moment when he jumps to the highest point and stays in the air, he freezes into a slightly backward shooting posture, as if he has solidified into a painting, and his eyes last forever.

The last shot was even more graceful, with his fingers as freehand as plucking the strings of a piano. The orange basketball drew an arc like a round moon scimitar, directly piercing the hearts of the seniors.

Then there was just a "bang" sound, the basketball hit the front of the basket and bounced back quickly.

"Why……"

The first group of spectators burst into lamentation, feeling that this goal was such a pity.

However, the style of painting in the stands was obviously different. The girls were full of blood and screamed.

"So handsome!"

"pretty!"

"Wang Yan, you are the best!"

A group of girls who don't understand the rules, who cares about whether they score goals or win the game?

Being handsome is the most important thing!

Didn't you throw in the first ball?

Then we must encourage Wang Yan even more, and we must not let him lose his love for basketball!

The reasons are all right, it looks like love.

Amid the cheers that filled the sky, Mr. Wang returned to the backcourt with a calm look on his face, and calmly clapped his hands in the face of the confused and shocked eyes of his teammates.

"Come on, defend and defend!"

Brother-in-law, Squirrel, Sichuan Baby, and Marshal Yi were full of problems and were so blocked that they had to take their respective positions.

Wang Yan took the initiative to find the opponent's power forward.

Squirrel took a step slower. The opponent he was supposed to face was snatched away by Wang Yan. He turned around and looked around...

Damn it!

There is only one Zhang Meng left in the three-second zone and no one cares about him!

The squirrel grinned, bared his big teeth, and almost cried.

"Brother, aren't you going to play center today?!"

Wang Yan's expression was solemn: "Today's opponent is very strong, I have to show some real skills... Just hold on!"

What the hell am I trying to do?

Squirrel was feeling sad and angry when Zhang Meng caught the ball in the three-second zone.

Although the big fat man doesn't know why Mr. Wang changed positions, it's good news that he doesn't have to face each other.

Catching the ball, patting it with a grin, and arching back at the same time...

"ah!"

Only a shrill scream was heard, and there was nothing behind him.

When he turned around, he saw the thin bamboo pole sneaking away far away, screaming exaggeratedly.

The referee didn't blow the whistle, so Zhang Meng made a casual shot and easily scored two points.

Wang Yan was shocked when he saw the squirrel's miserable condition.

Oh my god, Fatty is so scary. He doesn’t seem to be exerting much strength at all...

Fortunately, I can dodge quickly!

He Chuanwa and his brother-in-law looked at each other, picked up the ball and served it in tacit understanding, and the four of them rushed to the front court with a huff.

The squirrel howled so loudly that no one paid attention to it, and it was so angry that it banged the floor.

It's useless to hammer him. Anyway, the four good teammates have arranged for him clearly and don't feel a little distressed.

After a quick break, when they rushed to the frontcourt, Zhang Meng was still swinging slowly behind.

The tonnage is sitting there, and it can't run at all.

In the 4-on-4 frontcourt, with Wang Yan's jumping and strength, he can basically walk sideways in the paint.

However, to everyone's surprise, Wang Yan seemed to have made up his mind not to enter the three-second zone. As soon as he received the pass, he immediately faced the defensive player and made another fadeaway jumper.

boom!

Second iron.

Sichuan Wa has a keen sense of smell, picked up the rebound, passed it to Marshal Yi under the basket, and hit the rebound to make up the score.

When returning to defense, Dashuai Yi asked painfully: "Squad leader, did you learn this blacksmith skill from the volute shell? Just get closer and pull it out, no one can guard you..."

How can you be so strong when you are so close!

Young Master Wang was muttering in his heart, but his face was incomprehensible.

"You don't understand, tactics all serve strategy..."

Strategy daddy!

The squirrel, which hurriedly rushed in and then retreated in a hurry, cursed sadly: You just want to take advantage of me!

The brother-in-law nodded thoughtfully: "Zhang Meng can only play for 10 minutes. I think it's worth trading a waste for the opponent's strongest point."

Who do you think is a waste? !

Squirrel immediately glared at him with murderous eyes, but thinking about Song Chen's sister, he couldn't hold back and remained silent.

According to Song Chen, if the first class can reach the top four, Song Xi will come to watch the game. It will be a rare opportunity to show his manliness...

Just as he was fantasizing about killing everyone and making his beautiful sister be moved and shocked by him, another lump of flesh suddenly appeared in front of him.

Oh my god!

Daddy Ganba...ah, no, Daddy Yazhi!

Without saying a word, he flew away again...

The worst thing was that even if he was run over by a tank again, no one paid any attention to him.

"Quick attack!"

After Chuan Wa shouted, the four people rushed out again, leaving the desperate squirrel lying on the cold floor.

Will I get up again?

Otherwise, just hold Zhang Meng’s thigh and watch them play...

Zhang Meng simply didn't respond and just stood there breathing heavily.

This guy is a weirdo, he is very stable in dribbling, accurate in rebound shots, and invincible in the low post, but his athletic ability is about zero.

In fact, such an opponent is not difficult to deal with. In 10 minutes, he made 10 of 10 shots and finished with 20 points. The next 30 minutes are still the real main performance time.

Squirrel thought Wang Yan was planning to drain Zhang Meng's energy and then return to the correct rhythm——

Grab rebounds, slam dunks, slap hotpots.

With Wang Yan's abnormal jumping, he has a huge advantage against a bamboo pole center with a height of about 190.

Therefore, the most important thing now is to control the rhythm, delay time, and let Zhang Meng run back and forth as much as possible to drain the opponent's energy.

Zhang Meng won’t run?

That's 5-on-4 in the frontcourt, with easy open shots.

Thinking of this, the squirrel gritted his teeth, got up from the ground, and rushed forward.

Pain will be painful, tired will be tired, we can't live up to the boss's hard work!

Not only the squirrels understood Wang Yan's strategy, but also those who knew a little bit about penalty kicks, and they all secretly cursed Wang Yan for being treacherous.

However, the squirrel had just crossed the center line when all he saw was...

Wang Yan suddenly collected the ball, took a step back, faced the defender, and pulled back again!

"Fuck!"

The brothers are all crazy.

Brother, who gave you the courage? !

He was already outside the three-point line, then took a step back, and then added a step back? !

How stubborn are you? You don’t have a point in your heart...

Uh-huh!

Before he could even finish his rants, or even take his eyes back, there was a soft sound of the net being brushed, and the basketball was hit hollowly.

Squirrel, who was scolding his mother, was confused. Zhang Meng, who was hesitating whether to fight back, was confused. Sichuan baby and his brother-in-law were caught off guard. The spectators who were watching the excitement were also confused.

I began to doubt life deeply.

So ridiculous...

This is just a class match in a third-rate school. Newbies are pecking each other, and suddenly they make a difficult goal at the NBA level. What kind of fantasy unfolds?

The blind cat finally encountered a dead mouse? !

People who know football are confused, but the girls who are watching the excitement don’t care so much.

Seeing Young Master Wang landing lightly, he took two steps back and turned around with a calm expression on his face, as if the difficult goal was just easy and not worth mentioning...

Even Lou Lou Dumpling, who knew this guy was showing off, couldn't help but scream, let alone a girl from a foreign department?

Just call!

"Ah, Wang Yan, you are so handsome!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuaksha, handsome is making me cry..."

"I love you, school beauty, marry me!"

…

When returning to defense, the squirrel finally couldn't hold it back anymore and complained angrily: "Boss, you are so ridiculous..."

The brothers-in-law and others nodded along.

Young Master Wang said calmly: "It's just for fun, I'll just do it for a few moments."

The sand sculptures stood in awe.

modesty!

Is that called casual?

If I take my subject seriously, I have to go to the 13th Bureau of China Railway!

Wang Yan looked at the new skills in the system panel and snickered like a little fox that got the chicken.

[Three Yang Hua Er Iron]

【Basketball skills】

[When you make a fadeaway jumper and make two full iron shots, and then take another shot, as long as it is not blocked, you will definitely hit]

[Note 1: The furthest attack distance is one meter away from the three-point line]

[Note 2: Only continuous blacksmithing will trigger the passive]

This is the special skill that Wang Yan acquired after three days of special training.

For three whole days, the young man didn't practice anything. He basically just watched Kobe's videos and made various wild shots.

The 3% movement critical hit probability is not high, but with tens of thousands of shots, it is too normal to trigger it once.

And for the only time, I directly got the best skill in the series!

In the entire series, the most miserable skill is of course [Yang Huiren], as long as you dare to raise your head, the ball dares to iron!

The second is [Four-Year-Up Three Irons], one of the three irons, a 25% hit rate.

Theoretically, the hit rate is 33.33%, but in reality, it is far more than that.

If you cast it yourself, you still have a chance of hitting.

It's just that after two consecutive strikes, there is just one more chance to win.

Therefore, if you are strong, you can even hit a field goal rate of more than 60%.

But for Master Wang, the dish god, it is basically a fixed hit rate of 33%.

In the NBA, this is considered a low hit.

After taking 60 shots, even if they were all three-pointers, he still only scored 60 points, a pace that would be beaten to death by the head coach.

However, there are actually loopholes that can be exploited in new skills.

The first two irons are slightly closer, control the landing point, and there is a certain probability of getting offensive rebounds and launching a second attack.

Wang Yan can even grab rebounds under the basket, shamelessly hit two irons in a row, and then pass the ball.

In the next round of offense, go outside the three-point line and score a fragrant 3 points.

The 33% three-point shooting rate appeared in an intramural game. It was already very buggy. Coupled with Wang Yan's rebounding ability...

Everyone kneels down and sings Conquer!

Before the first half was over, the sports class, which was widely expected before the game, knelt down.

Zhang Meng, the one who had no solution, had long since run out of power. The remaining teammates were shot by Mr. Wang to the point where they doubted their lives, and threw them in the face, but they must have happened when they should have...

How does this work? !

A group of brothers who specialize in sports were crushed by a big wave game that played once every 10 seconds on average.

Now, everyone finally knows why Wang Yan doesn't keep pace.

When people play basketball, they score points based on offensive and defensive intensity. That pervert scores points based on time.

He averaged 3 points per minute, played a total of 22 minutes, and scored 66 points by himself!

Not only is it fierce, but it is also long-lasting, just like the Yangtze River, flowing endlessly for thousands of miles.

The girls watched so much that their voices were hoarse.

Just two words: fun!

Some future opponents who came to explore the enemy's situation were shaken to the point of weakness by the fierce power of Mr. Wang.

It's MMP, even double-teamed, it's as fierce as a volute, how do you play this?

In fact, it doesn't matter, Mr. Wang doesn't want to play anymore.

The next game was when affairs at Wang Ting Entertainment were complicated, and Wang Yan was too lazy to go back and forth.

After returning to the dormitory after the game, Wang Yan immediately started packing his luggage, preparing to take tomorrow's early flight back to the Magic City.

"Just watch the next game. I might not be able to come back..."

"ah?"

The sand sculptures were stunned immediately, their excitement receding like a tide.

"Brother, we can't fight if you don't come..."

"It's just that you don't know what our class's strength is?"

The young master is very sorry: "I will try my best to arrange the time, but it is difficult to determine whether anything will happen then."

Ruyu is obviously a little five who can't get into the game, but her regret is beyond words.

"It's a pity that I'm going to play against Gong Feiyu's class next time. I was still thinking about whether I could have a dinner with their class after the game... If you don't come back, boss, there's no chance for us!"

Um? !

Gong Feiyu?

Young Master Wang's heart moved and he kept this situation in mind.

We still have to put the company's affairs first, this is not negotiable.

But if you happen to be very free, you might consider it...

There are probably hundreds of girls around the Star Master with scores above 90, but there are only two who can interest Wang Yan——

He Miaomiao and Gong Feiyu.

Of course, it's just an interest in understanding, and decent people will definitely not think wrongly.

You can't say fate, just be casual.

After reading books and bragging, he invited his supervisor, Brother Jian, to have a dinner in the evening and drink heavily. On Thursday morning, Wang Yan once again boarded the flight back to the Magic City.

The level 10 system is waving to Wang Yan in the magical city.