The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Got it! Goal scored!"

After a moment of silence, someone exclaimed.

There was an unbelievable look on everyone's face.

The ball just now was so beautiful, the arc was perfect!

Could it be... this guy is a master?

"A coincidence, it must be a coincidence, but it's just bad luck!" Zhuo Hang snorted coldly, his face a little blue.

"Come again, this time, it's you who will attack! I don't believe it, you can still score." Zhuo Hang walked over, picked up the ball, and threw it heavily at Tang Hao.

Tang Hao took the ball and didn't say a word, but there was a playful look on his face.

This time, he didn't falter. He directly picked up the ball and threw it forward. The action was understated, and it seemed that he didn't even use a bit of force.

However, the ball flew high.

"Three points again?"

Zhuo Hang was stunned for a moment, and then he showed a mocking look.

The three-pointer is not that easy to shoot. Even if it is him, he is not sure that he will make it again and again. If he can make the shot just now, there must be an element of luck.

The students onlookers also exclaimed, obviously not expecting that this time Tang Hao chose a three-pointer again.

"Is he crazy, another three points? Do you really think three points are so easy to score?" Cao Fei sneered, "If this goal can be scored, my name, Cao Fei, will be written upside down in the future."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the sneer on his face solidified.

Then, a pair of eyes widened, almost bulging out.

In his sight, the basketball was thrown high, crossed an arc, and hit the basket accurately again.

He was shocked, and his face was instantly dull.

Beside him, the students onlookers all had the same expression.

"Go in! Go in again!"

The crowd exclaimed,

Shocked in my heart.

Once can be said to be luck, but twice in a row, it seems that it cannot be simply attributed to luck.

"This guy is a master!"

Someone whispered.

Cao Fei stood still, his face gradually turned red, and he felt extremely embarrassed.

Just now, he also swore that the ball would definitely not be scored, but in a blink of an eye, the ball was scored, hitting him hard in the face.

What made him even more unbelievable was that this Tang Hao was actually a basketball player!

And his level of basketball is just mediocre, which undoubtedly makes him a little jealous.

In the field, Zhuo Hang stood there, sluggish for a moment, before he came back to his senses.

At this moment, he has to admit that this guy probably really has two brushes, not the average guy he thought before.

"Ho! The surname is Tang, I really can't tell. You still have some skills! Three points are good!" Zhuo Hang sneered, "Now, it's my time."

Said, went to pick up the ball and walked to the middle of the field.

"Let me tell you, your level is really nothing to me. Now, you can be optimistic!" He raised his face, looked at Tang Hao, and said arrogantly.

"Brother Hang is serious! That guy is miserable and will be abused!"

"Brother Hang, come on, torture him to death!"

Cao Fei and the others were excited for a while and shouted.

The warm atmosphere immediately attracted the attention of the students around. Even Teacher Xu and the girls on the other side of the basketball court were shocked.

"what's up?"

Teacher Xu came over and asked.

"Teacher, the two of you are due out!"

"Singles?" Teacher Xu was startled for a while.

He knew that Zhuo Hang was a member of the college basketball team. He was of a high level and could play against the school team. Ordinary students could not be opponents at all.

By the way, this student is a newcomer, and he must not know how powerful Zhuo Hang is.

Teacher Xu couldn't help laughing and said, "This Zhuo Hang is true. Bullying newcomers is nothing. Forget it, I don't care about young people."

After speaking, he stood outside the venue and watched.

"Tang, are you ready?" Zhuo Hang said coldly.

Tang Hao didn't answer, just waved at him.

This action, in Zhuo Hang's eyes, was somewhat provocative.

"Humph! It's crazy! See how I abuse you!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo Hang's body moved and suddenly broke out. After feinting a few times, he took the ball and broke through to the left.

That swaying action caused a burst of admiration from all around.

The corner of Zhuo Hang's mouth grinned, and he also showed a smug look. Breaking through with the ball is his specialty. With his speed, few people can stop him.

But at this moment, a hand stretched out from the side, tapped it lightly, and intercepted the ball in his hand.

He was stunned for a moment, and his mind went blank for a moment.

how can that be?

How could this guy stop his ball?

At this moment, everyone outside the venue was also dumbfounded, some couldn't believe their eyes.

That Tang Hao didn't seem to do anything at all. He just waved his hand lightly, and the ball came into his hand like a magic trick.

"What's going on here?" Many people wondered.

Teacher Xu, on the other hand, was shocked, and his pupils contracted violently.

Then, a look of shock appeared on his face.

"This reaction speed is really incredible!" He muttered absentmindedly. Looking at Tang Hao's eyes again, it became a little hot.

This is definitely a master, not inferior to Zhuo Hang at all.

Zhuo Hang stopped and stood there, looking at the empty hands, his face became more and more ugly.

He couldn't accept it, and he lost again, this was the third time.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his face became a little grim, turned around, and shouted: "Come again!"

"Okay! Come again! Come again!"

Tang Hao sneered and threw the ball over.

Zhuo Hang got the ball, and his body suddenly moved, dribbling the ball like a fly, and rushing to the side.

His speed is really fast, if it is an ordinary person, it really can't keep up with his speed. However, in Tang Hao's eyes, this speed is too slow.

With a flash of his figure, he got close to Zhuo Hang, and when he reached out, he cut off the basketball accurately.

"You... lost again!"

He took the ball, put it in his palm and turned it around, a little joking.

Zhuo Hang stood frozen in place, his face extremely pale.

Repeated failures have almost destroyed the self-confidence he had built up for a long time.

What made him even more unacceptable was that he would lose to a new transfer student!

"Come again! This time, you're here to attack! No more three-pointers! Do you dare?" He raised his head and glared at Tang Hao.

"Dare! How dare you not!"

Tang Hao said coldly.

After he finished speaking, he went straight to Zhuo Hang.

Zhuo Hang sank, his eyes widened, staring at the ball in Tang Hao's hand.

This ball is his shameful battle, he must not lose!

Tang Hao dribbled the ball a few times at will, and then, the momentum on his body suddenly changed, like a dragon like a tiger, which was amazing.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, his figure swayed a few times.

"It's this way!" Zhuo Hang's eyes widened, and suddenly, he rushed to the left.

"Sorry, you guessed wrong!"

At this moment, a cold whisper sounded in his ear.

Beside him, that figure flashed past like a ghost.

He was shocked, and his whole body was cold.

At this time, the people around were staring blankly.

"Breakthrough! He broke through!"

A girl screamed.

On the court, that figure dribbled the ball, galloping like the wind, and rushed to the basket.

In a place far away from the basket, taking off and flying, the whole person is like a Dapeng with wings, galloping through the sky, grabbing the ball with both hands, and smashing it heavily towards the basket.