Chapter 658: Kill Him

rong, he turned his head to look again, and his arm was just pressing against Huad ie's left breast, while Huad ie was looking at him meaningfully. 。Tian Lao's face flushed red, and she quickly retrac...At the beginning of the fourth section, He Ming and they really started quietly doing some "dirty work". 。On defense, pinch the opponent's soft flesh in the waist, knee their groin, step on their toes, and during rebounds, openly grab their pants... There are countless such "dirty tricks," they're simply dazzling. 。Furthermore, in the fourth quarter, they suddenly became incredibly fragile. With just a light touch, they would stumble and fall to the ground, forcing the referee, a physical education teacher from Yan University, to whistle continuously. 。In just two short minutes, three fouls have already been called, all given to Ma Weiming's side. 。The sidelines were in stitches, especially during rebound battles. The moment that center's trousers ripped while battling for the ball, a huge roar erupted, wave after wave of laughter that was even more exciting than watching the circus. 。Some students even laughed so hard they collapsed to the floor. Even lying on the ground, they still laughed uncontrollably, tears and snot streaming down their faces. 。The player who pulled down the center's shorts was innocent-looking, spreading his hands as if he hadn't meant to do it. His expression was so innocent that it felt like a young bride-in-law who had been mistreated by her mother-in-law for years. 。Those in the know were on the verge of tears from laughing so hard. This group of oddballs is definitely unique, and it's a mystery how they've managed to survive this long. 。Of course, the effect is also very obvious. 。In these two minutes, they took advantage of the free throws to score 6 points and narrowed the lead successfully. 。Ma Weiming's face was ashen. He also knew the other party was playing tricks, but he had no way to stop it. 。The team members have solid fundamentals, but they always play by the book. When they encountered a streetball player who was skilled at "dirty tricks" for the first time, they were very uncomfortable. Especially after the opponent disregarded face and went all out with the "dirty tricks," they were incredibly frustrated. 。They knew the other person was pinching them during defense, but they had no evidence. The referee's whistle wouldn't listen to them. 。When they were defending the other team, they wanted to imitate the opponent's dirty tactics and use small moves. But as soon as they made a move, the opponent let out a scream and fell to the ground. Needless to say, the whistle blew immediately. 。They're really not cut out for playing pranks and doing dirty work. 。Out of necessity, Ma Weiming called for a timeout. 。"Ming Shao, why don't I go tell Lao Wang" Huang Hua leaned in to Ma Weiming and said, Lao Wang was the referee for this match, also someone Huang Hua helped to invite. 。Ma Weiming took a sip of water, looked at Xiang Tian who was laughing with Xie Zihang, and sneered: "No need, since he thinks this is how to defeat me, let him continue to be proud." 。Next, we change our strategy. 。He waved his hand to call over the few players from the Yan University team. “From now on, you don't need to attack anymore. Keep an eye on those guys for me, don't foul, spread out your positions, and leave the attacking to me.” 。"Huang Hua frowned and said, "Ming Shao, isn't this too risky" "It's fine, haven't you noticed The other side is doing the same thing. Those guys get the ball and then give it to that kid" 。"Well, then I'll play with him properly!" Ma Weiming smirked, squeezing the empty water bottle in his hand and strode onto the court. 。The game continued, Ma Wei-ming received the pass and dribbled the ball past half court. 。He glanced forward, and besides stretching his arms towards the sky to stand before him, everyone else had moved out of the way. 。That is to say, as long as he can shake past his defender and get to the basket, he can easily score. 。He kept dribbling the ball, his shoulders slumped, eyes fixed on the sky. 。Suddenly, the basketball in his hands veered sharply to the right and forward, and his whole body followed suit, cutting to the right. 。He was very fast, using his body as cover to run to a position parallel with the sky in the blink of an eye. 。But Xiang Tian's steps were not slow, he quickly retreated a step, using his body to block Ma Weiming's advance. 。Just then, Ma Weiming smirked triumphantly. He suddenly pressed against Xiang Tian, turning his body around for a powerful breakthrough. Using his taller and more burly frame, he completely pinned Xiang Tian down. The basketball in his hand followed as he flicked it backward with a backhand shot, sending it right behind Xiang Tian's back. 。He nimbly pivoted his body, skillfully controlling the basketball. 。At this moment, the sky was already completely left behind him, and all that stood before him was an empty three-second zone. 。Ma Weiming wore a triumphant smirk: "Dumbass, you want to play with me I'll never let you win!" As his right foot just stepped into the three-second zone, he suddenly roared and leaped high, clutching the ball and slamming it hard towards the basket. 。"Damn, he jumped so far from there. Did he have Jordan possessed" The boys on the sidelines watched Ma Wei-ming soar into the air with disbelief, their mouths agape in shock. 。And those brain-dead girls screamed again, chanting in unison: "Slam Dunk, Slam Dunk... Number 8, I love you!"

Bang!

A sudden loud bang silenced all voices. The students all turned their eyes to the basketball soaring high in the air, mouths agape and eyes wide with shock, like they were dumbfounded. 。Oops! He got covered!The basketball in Ma Weiming's hands was suddenly slapped away by a giant hand, the deafening sound making everyone's ears buzz!When the ball finally fell back down, those students struggled to look up at Xiang Tian— what the heck, how did he catch upEven Chen Wei stared at Xiang Tian in surprise. He had just seen clearly that Xiang Tian was thoroughly left behind by Ma Weiming. Turning around to chase him would be nearly impossible. 。But Xiang Tian did it, his feet suddenly became very fast, like a gust of wind, almost in the blink of an eye, he caught up to Ma Weiming, then jumped high, getting there first, and slapped the basketball out of Ma Weiming's hands. 。After a moment of stunned silence, he suddenly felt a surge of energy coursing through his body. His face flushed red, and he clenched his fists, roaring with all his might: "Good job! You killed him! Damn that bastard!"The entire audience was silent, save for him who roared alone. For the first time, Chen Wei, with his voice like a broken gong, had conquered so many students at Yan University. 。No one spoke. All the students on the sidelines were stunned by Tian's just-now earth-shattering move, that heavy slap seemed to have landed on their faces, burning hot and incredibly painful! Several fragile girls were even already covering their mouths and sobbing. 。Ma Weiming was also dumbfounded. He didn't know what happened from beginning to end, and he didn't know how the basketball he held tightly in his hand was fanned away by Xiang Tian. 。More importantly, the referee's whistle didn't blow. 。The hat is effective. 。Just as everyone was still stunned, one person had already caught up to the basketball. 。His steps were swift, like an arrow rushing towards the basket underneath. 。Three steps to the basket, the basketball goes into the hoop. 。It was very easy. 。 His arm even brushed against He Ruyao's chest several times. He Ruyao was furious, constantly calling him a pervert, leaving Mao Zileng completely embarrassed.You know, this is in front of the milita...