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Chapter 401: Divine Ball


agt "Stop shouting."

Seeing Wang Ling behave like this, Chen Dapao was very angry.

The cheering crowd slowly quieted down.

Many people in Class 401 also woke up to the cheers of Class 404.

When they saw the other party cheering, many people in Class 401 started shouting in order to build momentum for Pang Long.

"Hey, isn't it just a blind cat who bumped into a dead mouse and scored a goal?

What's the big deal?"

"That's right, actually, our brother Long can still make the shot if he stands in the middle, but we just don't shoot like that.

The key to winning or losing depends on whether the shot goes in, and we don't say where we have to shoot."

"That's right, that's right.

Standing on the center line and shooting three-pointers is obviously the behavior of a fool.

The first one is just a coincidence, but the second one is just a matter of chance."

Before the man finished his discussion, Teacher Wei had already passed the ball to Wang Ling again.

Wang Ling got the ball and swayed back and forth.

This time he picked up the basketball with his left hand, closed his eyes again, jumped slightly with his feet, and shot an easy shot with one hand.

Boom boom boom boom The discussion among the students in Class 401 has not ended yet, and Wang Ling's slap in the face with this ball has been completed.

Everyone was frozen instantly. shock There are only two people written on all the faces: shock The ball went in again And it’s another three-pointer Another basketball that barely touches the bottom of the basket.

This time, no one cheered, everyone simply couldn't believe their eyes.

To be precise, everyone is doubting whether their eyes have deceived them or whether they have seen wrongly.

How is this possible?

Shooting a three-pointer is already difficult.

Standing at the midpoint of the center line and shooting a three-pointer is not only difficult but almost impossible to complete, it is also a huge test of arm strength.

However, when Wang Ling completed such an action and shot such a ball, it was better than just strolling in the garden.

His leisurely and contented manner made people stunned.

The most important thing, many people have noticed that Wang Ling still cast with his eyes closed.

For the first time, many people saw it, but everyone thought that their eyes were lying to them.

It is simply impossible to shoot a three-pointer with one hand at the midpoint of the center line with eyes closed.

However, Wang Ling's second shot was still at the midpoint of the center line, still with one hand, and with his left hand, still with his eyes closed.

This time no one doubted that their eyes were deceiving them, and what they saw was true.

they didn't dream The moment everyone understood was also the moment everyone was shocked.

Those who cheer don't know how to cheer, and those who despise don't dare to speak their contempt anymore.

Only Teacher Wei could tell that the classmate in front of him was a basketball expert.

His mentality was indeed much calmer than that of the students in front of him.

He picked up the basketball and passed it over.

For a moment, Teacher Wei seemed to pass the basketball deliberately.

The basketball flew past Wang Ling more than one meter away.

Wang Ling smiled slightly.

Just as the basketball flew past him, Wang Ling moved slightly and his arms relaxed slightly.

When the ball flew past Wang Ling, Wang Ling had already clasped the basketball tightly on his left and right sides.

It was as if his hands had the sticky webbing of Spider-Man as he grasped the ball tightly with one hand.

When Wang Ling caught the ball, the ball had already flown past Wang Ling.

Therefore, when he caught the ball, Wang Ling had already turned around, with his back facing the direction of the backboard.

This time, Wang Ling did more.

He would not give the onlookers any chance to doubt their eyes, because he was facing the backboard and suddenly threw the basketball behind him with his left hand.

With a whoosh, the basketball passed over his head, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and fell directly into the basket.

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Bang bang bang bang The entire basketball court was silent Everyone was frozen by this amazing scene.

The only sound on the basketball court is the beating of the basketball.

After Wang Ling finished shooting, he turned around, glanced at everyone, and just nodded and bowed to everyone in a very gentlemanly manner.

"Ah" Lan Lingxuan was the first to scream.

Then her toned figure jumped up high, her hands hugged Ye Qianfan's neck, and her legs were clamped on her body.

The excitement in her look was simply unparalleled.

Xia Ziping also shook her arms excitedly and danced back and forth.

Liu Chenyang and the male and female students in Class 404 all cheered.

They finally felt what it felt like to wash away their shame.

Teacher Jiao Qing, who was standing behind classmates 404, was so happy that she even wiped her tears secretly.

Wang Ling looked at the happy classmates, and his own heart was filled with infinite happiness.

Of course, what makes him faster is the displeasure of his opponents.

Chen Dapao had a grimace on his face, his head was dizzy, and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, there were a few close friends beside this guy who helped him at the most critical moment.

Not far away from him, next to Lan Lingxuan, Song Mingyu's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were lost and desperate, and he couldn't believe that Wang Ling could play basketball so well.

At this time, Wang Ling was possessed by Qian Yinxiang, and his ears were extremely sensitive.

He could clearly hear Song Mingyu muttering: "This is not true, this is not true, this is not true."

Wang Ling just smiled and shook his head.

He turned around and looked at the classmates in Class 401.

Most of the female classmates were already screaming.

They all felt that they had never seen such a handsome young man.

The male students in Class 401 were speechless and stunned.

They didn’t know what to say or what to do next.

They've never seen a shot like this, and they've never seen anyone like this.

No, this is not a human, this is a god Only God can make a shot like this Among these shocked people, Wang Ling glanced at those strange eyes.

They were not shock, but hatred.

He has a pair of vicious eyes, there is no admiration for him, only hatred Those eyes belong to Xu Junxi.

Wang Ling met his eyes with the same sneer, knowing that he was moving elsewhere.

Basketball man Pang Long was also obviously shocked.

He stood aside and didn't know what to say.

"Teacher Wei, how should we calculate this round?"

Wang Ling asked leisurely after the cheers subsided a little.

"Uh, this" Teacher Wei hesitated for a moment.

"Of course Wang Ling from our class won.

You can see how difficult it is for him to shoot."

Liu Chenyang was the first to support.

"Yes, we win, we win," all the male students in Class 401, except Chen Dapao, shouted with real arms.

Just when Teacher Wei was about to make a decision, the classmates from Class 404 quit and rushed out.

Standing next to Pang Long, they strongly supported him and argued: "Teacher Wei, we cannot judge them to win.

This is a shooting competition."

"What matters is the score, not the difficulty."

"That's right, that's right.

That kid standing in the middle and shooting can only mean that he can't play basketball."

Teacher Wei nodded, and finally raised his hand high above his head to signal everyone to be quiet.

He had his own judgment: