The Almighty King of Sports

That night, Wang Fei slept very deeply.

Probably because it is too tiring for more than a day.

The next day was a Saturday, so I could sleep late. But in order to practice, Wang Fei still set the time to wake up to 5 o'clock in the morning.

When the alarm clock rang, Wang Fei woke up to find that something was wrong with him.

She was aching and weak, and she felt a little hot when she touched her forehead.

Oops, isn't it a fever? Wang Fei's heart was stunned.

He struggled for a while and found that his physical condition was indeed very bad. Wang Fei thought to himself, it seemed that he had to hurry up and go to the school hospital to have a look. If he had a fever, he would get a fever reduction shot or something.

In any case, the afternoon game cannot be delayed.

But it is obviously still early, and it is useless to go to the school and hospital.

Wang Fei lay on the bed and began to look at his mobile phone.

He suddenly thought that he hadn't read the task release panel of the sports Tianwang APP.

He clicked on the task panel of this system.

"Ding!"

When Wang Fei heard a sound, a dialog box popped up on the task panel: "Welcome to the host! You have activated the task panel. From then on, you can regularly accept various tasks released by the system here!"

Wang Feixin said that it turns out that this task panel still needs to be activated to start receiving tasks.

After activating the task panel, Wang Fei saw that the first task appeared on the task panel: complete a ten-for-ten free throw. The reward is a bottle of health restoration potion.

Wang Fei's spirit couldn't help but lifted.

This health restoration potion seems to be a good thing.

He worked hard, put on his clothes, and walked staggeringly to the playground while holding the basketball.

Now, his body is really weak to the extreme.

Wang Fei felt that a gust of wind could blow him down.

If it weren't for the strength of his body, he would not even be able to walk.

The wind in the morning is still a bit cold.

Blowing on him made him tremble uncontrollably.

Finally came to the court.

At this time, there are almost no people on the court, because it's only 5 o'clock in the morning, who would be so diligent and wake up so early to play basketball on the playground?

Wang Fei stood on the free throw line with difficulty, he concentrated and took the first ball.

"Hey!"

The ball hit the ring and bounced out.

Wang Fei shook his head and said to his heart, it seems that it is not so easy to make ten consecutive shots in a sick state!

I have to work hard.

He gritted his teeth, moved his hands and feet first, and jogged around the court a few times.

His body was too weak, Wang Fei felt a little bit of garlic under his feet when he ran like this, and he almost fell to the ground several times.

However, after clenching his teeth and running for a few laps, he sweated a little and finally felt that his physical condition was better.

He was on the free throw line again.

This time, the shooting effect was much better. He made six consecutive shots and then missed the seventh shot.

This will fall short of success.

Wang Fei was not discouraged either, because he felt that he had made a lot of progress.

He continued to gritted his teeth and insisted on shooting practice.

After more than 200 consecutive shots, Wang Fei finally made ten consecutive free throws.

"Ding!"

Wang Fei heard a sound from his mobile phone.

"Congratulations! Host, you have completed the task of shooting ten out of ten in a row, and you will get a bottle of health recovery potion." The pleasant female voice said.

Wang Fei wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said his heart is finally done.

"Where is my reward?" Wang Fei asked.

"Already in your right trouser pocket," the system said.

Wang flew into his pocket and he really touched a small bottle, similar to the anti-viral oral liquid, with a label on it, which read: Health Recovery Potion.

Wang Fei opened the vial and poured the potion into his mouth without hesitation.

Immediately, he felt a warm current spreading to his limbs and limbs in an instant.

All the discomforts on his body disappeared in a short time.

"It's amazing!" Wang Fei said to himself in surprise and joy.

That's it, the health crisis is resolved.

Wang Fei took out his mobile phone and checked his state, and found that his shooting experience had risen by 500 points, reaching A-level 2000/5000.

Wang Fei thought to himself, he can no longer continue to practice, he must take a good rest, and strive to break out in the afternoon.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, after Wang Fei woke up from sleep, he took his basketball and walked towards the court.

The competition between the Faculty of Arts and the Faculty of Physical Education will be held at 5 pm.

The playing field is the third plastic court on the basketball court.

When Wang Fei arrived there, the two teams had already started pre-match practice.

He walked to the basket where the liberal arts team was and called out to coach Feng Xiang: "Mr. Feng."

Feng Xiang glanced at him: "What are you doing here?"

Wang Fei scratched his head and smiled and said: "Come to play in the game, I promise that I will never make waves on my own again, and I will do a good job in tandem organization."

"Forget it, in the last game, how many opportunities did I give you? I have repeatedly emphasized that your own hand feels bad. You must pay attention to dividing the ball. You must play team basketball. However, you take what I said. I was squandered and wasted the opportunity to attack! So that we lost to the weakest opponent!" Feng Xiang scolded Wang Fei glaringly.

When Wang Fei heard this, he was a little bit angry.

He said in his heart, can't you blame me all? In the last game, the opponent was very defensive, and my team's running position was very poor. I don't think I can pass the ball!

Besides, it is the coach who thinks that the Foreign Languages ​​Academy team is weaker in wishful thinking, but in fact, they are really not weak!

But in order to get a chance to play, Wang Fei could only hold back his dissatisfaction and continued to plead in a low voice: "Teacher Feng, give me another chance. I promise I will never make the same mistake this time!"

"No! I've already said that I fired you from the basketball team of the College of Arts, you go." Feng Xiang said stiffly.

After begging for a long time, Feng Xiang insisted on not letting Wang Fei return to the team.

Wang Fei had no choice but to stand aside with his own ball.

He deliberately wants to show his current shooting accuracy, but there are competitions on several nearby basketball courts, and everyone is practicing.

He said to his heart, forget it, let's wait until the game starts a while, and when the College of Arts team loses in a mess, he will beg Feng Xiang again. At that time, maybe he won't be so stubborn anymore.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the match between the sports academy team and the liberal arts academy team began.

Cheerleaders on both sides gathered around the sidelines and cheered desperately.

jump ball!

The center forward of the Sports Academy team was up to two meters and one meter tall and was very sturdy. He grabbed the ball from the air. At this time, a player of the Sports Academy team quickly inserted into the basket of the Academy of Arts team.

The opponent flicked his hand, and the long pass hung to the basket.

The sports academy players who had rushed to the basket received the ball comfortably, reached the basket in two steps, jumped high, and dunked the ball directly into the basket!

"Wow!"

The cheerleading team of the Sports Academy team immediately boiled.

The next game was simply a one-sided slaughter.

In ten minutes, the physical education team scored 38 points, and the liberal arts team did not score a goal, it turned out to be zero!

The cheerleaders of the College of Arts were completely dumbfounded. Some even turned their backs and couldn't bear to watch the game again.

And Feng Xiang, the coach standing outside the bottom line, looked at the scene in front of him with a grimace. He really wanted to go up and play the game by himself.

Ma Ma batch!

The old face has been lost!

It’s true that the College of Physical Education team is very strong, but you are useless and you can’t not score a goal, right? You can't even defend against it, right?

It only lasted ten minutes, and all of you were out of breath, obviously exhausted.

What a bunch of sick men!

Watching the defeat on the court, Wang Fei came to Feng Xiang's side again: "Teacher Feng, let me go up and play for a while, I promise to make the situation a little better."

Feng Xiang glanced at Wang Fei: "Forget it, it's all lost, so what can you do if you go up there? Don't you still strike the iron?"

"Teacher Feng, I am really different. I have been practicing shooting for more than a day. I have improved my shooting skills a lot. You let me try it. Will you succeed? I just want to prove that I really Not Tiesmith Wang, I can score goals and score a lot of good goals!" Wang Fei once again warmly petitioned.

"No! I swear that I won't use you for this ball! So, I won't let you play! And, your words are ridiculous, you know? Can you improve your shooting skills with more than one day of practice? Bragging about you Don't bring drafts! Okay, don't talk to me, am I not annoying enough?" Feng Xiang waved his hand and signaled Wang Fei to leave.

Wang Fei was depressed and annoyed.

This Feng stubborn head is really not ordinary stubborn!

At the moment when Wang Fei and Feng Xiang were talking, the massacre on the court continued, and the Academy of Arts team was already in ruins.

At this moment, Wang Fei suddenly smelled a good fragrance.

Liu Meijuan did not know when she appeared next to him. She has something to do this afternoon, and she just hurried back to the court after finishing her work.

"Wang Fei, why don't you play?" Liu Meijuan asked with a frown.

"Ms. Feng won't let me go." Wang Fei said angrily.

"Why didn't he let you go?" Liu Meijuan was a little surprised.

"He is stubborn. I just begged him for a long time. He told me that it's useless for me to play, and he swears that this ball won't use me. Can't go!" Wang Fei said angrily.

At this moment, to be honest, Wang Fei has the urge to beat Feng Xiang.

Liu Meijuan turned and walked towards Feng Xiang.

"Ms. Feng, why don't you let Wang Fei play?" Liu Meijuan asked.

"Student Meijuan, what are you doing here? I feel tortured after watching this game. It's too miserable, I've never seen such a miserable game." Feng Xiang said sadly.