The Almighty King of Sports

"Okay! One thousand is one thousand! Let's pull the hook!" Liu Meijuan flushed with excitement.

She seemed to have seen Wang Fei's horrible scene of shooting and hitting the iron.

And she is quite confident about her free throw level.

"Retract the hook!" Wang Fei stretched out his finger.

The two hooked their little fingers and started talking:

What Wang Fei said was: "Hang on the hook, it won't change for a hundred years!"

And what Liu Meijuan said was: "Hang on the hook, whoever becomes the bastard!"

"What's the rule?" Wang Fei asked.

"It's a free throw! With ten goals per person, whoever scores more goals will win!" Liu Meijuan said confidently.

"Yes! Let you first!" Wang Fei stood at the basket, waiting to pick up the ball for Liu Meijuan.

Liu Meijuan stood behind the free throw line.

She looked at the basket and raised the basketball in her hand.

Wang Fei smiled as soon as she saw her holding the ball.

Liu Meijuan is holding the ball in both hands. This is a posture for women's explosive shooting!

After all, girls are still weak, using standard shooting postures, sometimes they will not have enough power.

However, Liu Meijuan is the captain of the women's basketball team of the College of Arts! Her dribbling skills are pretty good. Why is her shooting posture so primitive?

Wang Fei couldn't figure it out a bit.

"Hi!"

Liu Meijuan burst out with a soft cry.

She pushed the ball out of her hand.

The ball flew towards the basket like a cannonball.

"puff!"

Join the net!

The ball is scored.

Wang Fei couldn't help but scratched his head, and said to his heart, this woman's explosive shooting was not expected to be quite accurate! He even scored a goal, but still hollowed into the net.

"I've got one in!" Liu Meijuan stretched out a finger towards Wang Fei.

"I know." Wang Fei nodded.

Liu Meijuan took another shot, still an explosive shot, and still steadily entered the ring.

Wang Fei was a little bit murmured in his heart.

Liu Meijuan is quite accurate in shooting.

However, Liu Meijuan's third and fourth goals were not scored.

One hit the backboard, and the other shuffled on the rim and came out.

"4 in 2!" Wang Fei said with a smile.

"Huh! I'm going to put them all in next!" Liu Meijuan pursed her small mouth and said to Wang Fei.

"Good luck!" Wang Fei said with a smile.

Liu Meijuan continued to free throws.

In the next shot, Liu Meijuan actually made all the shots.

"Eight in ten! Xiaotie, you surrender! As far as your shooting level is, ten can make three or four." Liu Meijuan said triumphantly.

"It's really amazing!" Wang Fei gave Liu Meijuan a thumbs up in admiration.

It is also rare for women to shoot explosively with such a high free throw percentage.

"Then you don't surrender? You give up now, and I allow you to discount the lottery in half, and you can give me 500." Liu Meijuan said, "Seeing you are poor, and you don't have much money. I will relieve you a little burden."

"Thank you for your kindness, but there is no such word as surrender in my dictionary! Liu Meijuan, I will definitely beat you!" Wang Fei said.

"I know that your level of ironing is very high. In this regard, I must be inferior to you. The little girl is willing to go down and giggle!" Liu Meijuan laughed.

Wang Fei shrugged and stopped quarreling with her. He came to the back of the free throw line, took a breath, moved a little, then raised the ball, took aim, and quickly threw it out.

"No!" Liu Meijuan shouted from the side.

"puff!"

The ball hits the net, hollow!

"Sorry, let you down." Wang Fei smiled triumphantly.

"The one who went in, don't think I don't know, the next one must be three non-sticks." Liu Meijuan pouted, just like a fortune-telling goddess.

Wang Fei grinned, is this fighting a psychological war with himself?

He didn't say anything, picked up the ball, aimed quickly again, and shot quickly.

His hands are very stable, the arc of the ball flying out is also very perfect, the ball hit the net again.

"Oh!?"

Liu Meijuan was very surprised.

"Is this still the King Tiesmith? I even scored two consecutive free throws." Liu Meijuan said.

"All the **** behind will go in." Wang Fei said with a faint smile.

"I don't believe it!" Liu Meijuan said.

"Then look at it!"

Wang Fei's subsequent shooting speed increased significantly.

He almost just catches the ball and shoots.

"Puff puff…"

The remaining eight goals all hit!

"My God!" Liu Meijuan was completely shocked.

She looked at Wang Fei with an incredible expression: "Xiao Tie, you are like a different person today. You have become a sharpshooter from the iron king."

"Ha ha!"

Wang Fei smiled and said, "Minister Liu, but you have lost again, should you cash in the lottery?"

When you get the money, it's yours.

Now that he has won, he has to hurry up and ask for money. This is Wang Fei's basic principle of life.

"Okay! I'll give it, can't it work? However, I only have 500 on my body. I will give you five hundred first. After I withdraw the money, I will give you the rest, okay?" Liu Meijuan said pitifully.

"Of course! I have always been very kind-can you give it to me this afternoon?" Wang Fei asked with a smug smile.

"Damn! The debt collection is so tight? Okay! You're cruel! In the afternoon, it's the afternoon! Wang Fei, I want to continue one-on-one PK with you, do you dare?" Liu Meijuan said.

"Do you still have a lottery?" Wang Fei blinked. Anyway, the opponent is stupid and has a lot of money, and Wang Fei now wants to win more money from Liu Meijuan.

"No prizes, I'm not a gambler, since I'm not sure of winning, then I will definitely not gamble with you! I just don't believe in evil, I want to win you!" Liu Meijuan said.

Hearing that Liu Meijuan was unwilling to increase the lottery, Wang Fei was very disappointed. However, he was secretly pleased that Liu Meijuan could accompany her one-on-one PK.

Because, in actual PK, his basketball skills and experience points can be fully improved. why not?

"Okay! Then you can let go!" Wang Fei said.

Wang Fei spent more than two hours at noon in a one-on-one confrontation with Liu Meijuan.

During the confrontation, Wang Fei's various experience points were really a stubborn improvement.

His shooting experience has become: A-700/5000.

The dribble experience value has become: B-level -15/2000.

The breakthrough experience value has become: C-level -10/2000.

The jumping experience value has become: D-level -80/2000.

The overall basketball skills are still C level, but they have become C+ level.

Class B belongs to the high play among amateur basketball players and is infinitely close to professional players. As for C+ players, they are already amateur masters in the basketball world.

Looking at his own data, Wang Fei was very happy, but he also knew that he has huge shortcomings, and shortcomings are jumping and breaking through. These are the two basic factors of physical athletic talent.

The failure of these two factors can only show that his original physical fitness is really not very good.

There are two classes in the afternoon.

Just after class, Liu Meijuan came to the door of Wang Fei's classroom.

"Wang Fei, come out!" Liu Meijuan waited for the teacher to leave, glanced at the probe, and shouted at Wang Fei.

"coming."

Seeing Liu Meijuan, Wang Fei's eyes lit up.

This girl must have come to give herself money.

He hurriedly ran out of the classroom holding his book.

"Give you money to save you from worrying!" Liu Meijuan took out her wallet, counted 500 yuan and handed it to Wang Fei.

"Thank you, Minister Liu, you really have a lot of promise and promise. I admire and admire you!" Wang Fei gave Liu Meijuan a fist.

"Poor mouth! I still have something to go." Liu Meijuan waved her hand and left.

"Unexpectedly, Wang Tiejiang actually got Liu Meijuan's heart. Was the money she just gave you money for the night?" A strange voice of Yin and Yang sounded behind Wang Fei.

Wang Fei turned his head and took a look, and found that he was Yan Mingyu, a junior in modern and contemporary literature majoring in the Faculty of Arts.

Yan Mingyu was holding a basketball in his hand, and his eyes on Wang Fei were full of envy and hatred.

Yan Mingyu also belongs to the college basketball team.

He played as a power forward. He was 1.82 meters tall, white, and wearing a pair of gold glasses.

He doesn't play basketball very well either. He is not low in height, but his physical fitness is not very good. Looking tall and tall, he doesn't actually have much resistance.

"Yan Mingyu, can you speak well? Don't be so pissed, nonsense, okay?" Wang Fei bluffed him.

"What? You adulterer yin wife, if you do it, you won’t let anyone talk about it? Wang Fei, I practiced in the afternoon. Teacher Feng is not there. However, he has already explained that you don’t have to go to practice with the team, Feng The teacher has already said that in order for the team to look like this in the future, a malignant tumor like you is no longer suitable for staying in the team!" Yan Mingyu said to Wang Fei with an ironic expression on his face.

Wang Fei was taken aback.

Did you get fired from the college basketball team?

"Yan Mingyu, what you said doesn't count. I want to call Teacher Feng personally. If he wants to fire me, he should tell me personally!" Wang Fei said angrily.

Lao Tzu also intends to use a game to wash away Lao Tzu's notoriety of the Iron King!

If you can't play the game, then you have no chance to find your face.

It's strange that Wang Fei is not in a hurry!

"Ms. Feng doesn't bother to pay attention to you, Wang Fei, I advise you not to insult yourself!" Yan Mingyu said with a smile.

Wang Fei ignored Yan Mingyu, he took out his cell phone, found out the number of coach Feng Xiang, and dialed it out.

He wanted to plead with Feng Xiang, begging him to give himself another chance.

However, Feng Xiang's phone could not be connected.

Wang Fei couldn't help but was taken aback: Is this blocking his number? Otherwise, this shouldn't happen.

At this time, Zhang Meng came out of the class with a basketball in his hand.

"Zhang Meng, let's go! Leave this cancer alone!" Yan Mingyu said to Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng glanced at Wang Fei, his lips moved, and wanted to say something, but finally didn't say a word, he and Yan Mingyu walked downstairs with their backs on their shoulders.

Wang Fei looked at the backs of the two, with a chill in his heart.

Why are these people so unrelenting?

Forget it, don’t have general knowledge with them, if they don’t take me to practice, then I will practice by myself. Anyway, there are many basketball courts on the playground, there are dozens of basketball courts!

Tomorrow afternoon we will play a game with the basketball team of the College of Physical Education!

When the time comes, I will go straight over with a cheeky.

The sports academy teams are all fierce guys, and the liberal arts academy is at least two grades behind, so it’s not much different from a certain CBA team and a junior high school team.

When the time comes, when they lose the worst, I beg Feng Xiang to let him give me a chance to play! My piece of gold will definitely find a chance to shine!

Wang Fei finally felt more comfortable thinking about it.

He first went to deposit 1200 of the 1,500 won from Liu Meijuan into his bank card, and put 300 pocket money on his body.

After saving the money, Wang Fei went to the stadium.

He found a venue and practiced for a while on his own. Then, when a student asked someone to play a half-time match, Wang Fei slipped over to participate.

Playing games is the best way to verify your own strength and increase your basketball skill experience value quickly and comprehensively.

Wang Fei played a four-hour half-time match from 4 pm to 8 pm that day.

His precise shooting naturally helped the team win the game frequently.

Four hours of competition left him exhausted.

However, the gain is also considerable. Wang Fei's dribbling skill experience value has increased by 800 points, reaching the level of B-level 815/2000, and more than 1,100 points can be upgraded to A-level.

His dribbling skills have reached a high point among amateur players.

His shooting experience has increased by 800 points, and his current situation is A-level 1500/5000, and his shooting ability can be regarded as a sharp shooter among professional players.

His dribbling and breakthrough ability has also increased by 800 points, reaching the level of C-level 810/2000, and his breakthrough ability is quite satisfactory.

The bounce has the least increase, but it has also increased by 400 points. It is currently D-class 480/2000.

Wang Fei was very satisfied with this.

In the fierce half-court game, with the interference of the opponent's defenders, his shooting percentage reached about 70%, which is really quite remarkable.

Wang Fei was already too tired now.

He thought to himself, the game is going to be tomorrow, so he should take a good rest and recharge his energy so that he can't cause physical problems!