My Daoist Life

At the start of the game, I jumped the ball on our side, and the number 7 jumped the ball in the 25th. The height of No. 7 should be more than 1.9 meters, a bit taller than me. In everyone's eyes, there should be no suspense in the jump ball between us. But my teammates don't think so. Although my height loss is the shortest in the team, there are not many dunks in the team, but I am one of them. For rebounds, few in the team can compare with me. I am a monk who is a bit bully compared to them. And they just think I can bounce better than the average person.

The referee just threw the ball up, and I immediately kicked my feet on the ground, and my body immediately rushed upwards. When the basketball reached the top and fell, I just reached the highest point and shot directly at the basketball. Although the opponent No. 7 took off at the same time as me, his reaction slowed me by half a beat, and the height of his bounce was a little shorter than mine. Seeing me about to shoot basketball, the opponent's No. 7 actually squeezed me directly with his elbow, a powerful thrust almost squeezed me aside. But before No. 7 hit me with his body, I seemed to jump up again in the air, and quickly slapped the basketball towards the black bull. Then I ran into my inertia along No. 7 and moved away from No. 7 while rushing forward quickly.

After the black bull got the ball, it passed it directly, just in the direction I was going.

I took advantage of No. 7's stunned effort to catch the basketball without any pause, the basketball shot directly. Three points! The whole stadium boiled immediately, this is our home court!

On our bench, the bench and Teacher Zhao immediately high-five to celebrate.

"Huang Jingyang, great!" Li Wan jumped up and shouted at me. This girl is made of soprano.

I celebrated with a high-five with Black Bull, and took a look at the other side's bench. I paid attention to the monastic **** the bench of No. 25 Middle School. I found her frowning at this moment. I am sure that she should not be able to discover the fact that I and her are of the same kind, because her breath is much weaker than mine. With her cultivation base, I should not be able to see my reality.

Once on the field, we had an unexpected fast break. Twenty-five is a little dazed, but they are not weak. It was not disturbed by us. After conceding a goal, the mood has not become very low, but the fighting spirit has become more high.

We are full-court press tactics, and these 25 games are very unexpected. The full-court press tactic is a double-edged sword that requires physical support. However, due to the strength of the substitutes in our team, they have improved very quickly. There are several people in a position, and the difference in strength is not very obvious. This allows the full-court press tactics to be implemented well.

The 25th Middle School suddenly became very passive and had to pass the basketball to their core No. 7 hands. I am in charge of number 7. No. 7 originally wanted to use his physical advantage to completely crush me, but he didn't expect to hit the wall. Every time he tried to knock me away with his body, he found that a greater force bounced back from me and almost bumped him several times. If it weren't for his really good technique, he protects the ball well, and I don't want to be too prominent, so I didn't use too inhuman moves. Otherwise, the basketball in his hand would have been in my hand long ago. But I always keep him out of the three-point line.

Originally, No. 7 could shoot the ball above my head with his height, but he is too far away from the basket, he may not have absolute certainty, plus my interference. Affected his shooting, so he hesitated holding the ball. Seeing his teammates beckoning, No. 7 passed the ball. Then suddenly ran inside. When I was about to follow, he pushed me a bit, then suddenly loosened, a pick-and-roll, trying to break through the defense. However, my reaction speed surpassed his expectations, and I intercepted the basketball passed by his teammate in the middle. After holding the basketball, I rushed to the front court immediately. Their guard rushed to catch up and prepared to use foul tactics, but his hand grabbed my jersey, and I just shot the basketball. A super long three-pointer.

At this time the referee's whistle sounded. Many people think I just lied to a three-point free throw this time. I didn't expect it. The basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air, and even got into the basket cleanly.

The referee immediately made a three-point effective gesture. And signaled an additional penalty. Such a close free throw is naturally a handy shot. 3+1! The score reached 7:0 all at once.

In the beginning, the players in the 25th Middle School looked down on us. At this time, they suddenly discovered that the opponent was so difficult to deal with.

The momentum of this ball completely detonated the atmosphere of the stadium, and the audience in the stands gave out a scream of applause, especially Li Wan, who was about to jump off the stands.

On the other side's bench, the ascetic girl also began to frown. She obviously hadn't expected such a result yet. The coach of No. 25 High School hurriedly called a timeout, and saw that the situation was not right, so he wanted to adjust his tactics in time.

After seeing that No. 7 finishes, I went directly to the girl. I released my spiritual sense and wanted to know what they were saying.

"What's the matter? How could you be restricted by the other party's number 16?" the monk girl asked.

"I don't know what's going on. He is very powerful. Every time I try to knock him away, I am always crushed by him. And his speed is so fast that I can't get rid of it. His bounce He is also very good. Apart from his short stature, he can hardly find any shortcomings. I was wondering at first how the opponent sent a point guard to defend me. It turns out that he is the strongest in their team." No. 7 seems very good. Listen to monastic girls.

"It's okay, you are taller than him. You shoot directly on top of his head and lie to him a few times with false moves, and he can do nothing about you." The monk said.

"Well, I'll try it." No. 7 nodded, took a sip of water, and handed the mineral water bottle back to the monk girl.

The game continued. If No. 7 tried to shoot a ball over my head while on the offensive, his fake action really created trouble for me, because my height was too short. When he shot, I had to jump up and block. But he is fictitious and real, and it is difficult for me to completely prevent him from death. He shook me with a fake move, then made a three-pointer. Narrowed the score gap.

He also couldn't help me. After the ball is in my hands, I only need to get rid of one or two, and I will shoot directly when I get a chance. The same is a three-pointer.

"Help defense, help defense! That No. 16 player is hot. Limit his shots from outside!" The coach of No. 25 Middle School hurriedly shouted from the sidelines.

No. 7 used the same method to shoot directly above my head again. Although I interfered a bit, he still allowed him to make a three-pointer. In contrast, our team has a much better mentality for the opponent to score consecutively. Teacher Zhao still did not ask everyone to change tactics, nor did he change individuals to deal with the opponent's No. 7. Because Ms. Zhao knows that if you change someone to deal with No. 7, you will only send No. 7 to the free throw line. Because if I can't even guard against it, no one else in the team can guard against it. The most important thing for us is that there should be no problems on the offensive end.

When we attacked, the other side really came up with another one to help defend, but I just used their help to deceive the other defending player into fouling, and then the other side fouled the moment the ball was thrown out. It's 3+1 again. Instead, it expanded the score.

We both attacked in this way. Although No. 7 was very powerful, it was unable to maintain a 100% shooting rate like me. At the end of halftime, the opponent had fallen behind by more than 20 points. There is almost no suspense about the outcome of the two sides. But I knew that there was that monastic **** the sidelines. Variables still exist.

"Huang Jingyang, do you want to come down and take a break?" Teacher Zhao may think that the gap of twenty points should be safer. So I want other players to go up and exercise.

I didn't have any comments, "Then I'll come down and rest. The number 7 in the 25th is very powerful. Black bull and ink should be used to prevent it."

I just made a suggestion. Teacher Zhao nodded, "Well, then black bull and ink will defend No. 7. No. 7 consumes a lot in the first half, and his performance in the second half should be restricted."

Will it? I don't think so. There is a monk on the sidelines to restore him. A middle school league like this will cost him no matter how big it can be. The ascetic only needs to input a little vitality into the body to fully recover him. Our team has been rotating, and most of the time. The ball is in my hands. Their consumption is not large. There was no problem in the second half. Therefore, I did not do anything to my teammates.

The second half was as I expected. After the intermission, No. 7 was in full state. Without me on the court, he was extremely vigorous defensively on both ends of the offense, and he quickly caught up to the score gap. When the score was about to reach single digits, Mr. Zhao suspended the game.

"Huang Jingyang, you go up. This number 7 is really amazing. You were on the court before, and he was restricted by you. Now you still know that his strength is so strong." Teacher Zhao was also shocked by the opponent's number 7. jump.

I naturally know that the reason why No. 7 is so vigorous is actually the monastic girl sitting on the sidelines. I even know that the reason why No. 7 is so vigorous is that the cultivator girl tempered his body with vitality. Otherwise, his body could not exceed that of ordinary people.

As soon as I returned to the court, the rhythm immediately returned to the first half, and our score began to gradually open again.

The monk girl frowned. On the 7th, I made a mistake. After grabbing a rebound, I rushed to the front court. Suddenly, I felt my feet stumbled, and my body staggered. I almost lost control of the basketball in my hand and felt a little embarrassed He threw the basketball hard, then jumped a few steps forward to balance his body.

"Wow!"

In this situation, I still shot the basketball into the basket.

However, the entire stadium screamed in unison. Everyone knew that I was the core of the High School Affiliated to Yan University. If I was injured, there was a danger of being overturned by the 25th in this game.

Li Wan looked at me worriedly, so anxious that she could rush into the court to check my injury.

Teacher Zhao also shouted, "Huang Jingyang, are you okay?"

I waved my hand, "It's okay. I tripped accidentally just now."

Seeing that I was okay, all the people's hanging hearts finally let go.

But I knew that the reason I almost fell this time was not a trip over my leg, but a shame. That monk girl actually used this kind of trick to help their team win the game.

I pretended to glance at the monk girl casually, and she lowered her head with some guilty conscience.

I know that from this moment on, the person I am most concerned about is not the other's No. 7, but this monk girl.

It is not difficult to watch out for this girl, but it is not easy for this girl to watch out for her undiscovered.

When attacking in the 25th Middle School, I strengthened my defense and tried not to let No. 7 get the ball. As for the rest of their team, let them attack at will. Under our pressure from the audience, the rest of the 25th Middle School could hardly perform at a normal level. The feeling of shooting is getting worse.

And that monk girl, every time I make a move, she always does something little tricks. It will shift my basketball a little bit later. Either it is to impose some slow down spells on me. This monk girl is really self-willed, and she even used Taoism to the campus basketball game.

I didn't reveal my identity, but continued to be like an ordinary student. After "mistakes", I tried to grab the rebounds and dunk the basketball directly into the hoop. At this time, even if the cultivator girls want to do tricks, they can't do it. Moreover, her Dao Fa ability is limited, not every time she can succeed. After each use of Taoism, the consumption is not small. She couldn't use this trick every time.

In the end, we won the game by a double-digit gap. But what I didn't expect was that after the competition, the ascetic girl actually walked in front of me.

"You are very good. Huang Jingyang, I remember you." The monk stared at me, as if she wanted to see me through.

"Remember me what?" I asked pretendingly.

"Humph~www.wuxiaspot.com~You understand in your heart." The monk girl cast a white glance, then turned and left.

Did she discover my true identity? Ordinarily, she should not be able to find me. And every time she used her insidious tricks, I always resolved it ingeniously. For example, I will use the number 7 that has been close to me as my shield, or after she interferes with the ball, I quickly grab the rebound and then dunk the basketball directly into the hoop. It seems to be my basketball skills, without any monastic ability.

"Oh." I know where my problem is. I shouldn't be able to escape her tricks every time. It was a coincidence that made her suspicious.

I smiled bitterly, but cleverness was mistaken. But it doesn't matter. What if she knows that I am a monk?

"Huang Jingyang, what did the girl from No. 25 High School tell you just now?" Li Wan didn't know when she came over with a bottle of drink.

"She said that I have good skills, and their school can't lift their heads." I laughed.

"Liar. She wouldn't say that. She must have been moved by your skills. I want to be friends with you." Li Wan's words seemed a bit sour. (To be continued.)