agt Pang Long's huge body rolled towards Wang Ling.
The moment Wang Ling started moving his feet, Wang Ling had already seen that he was seeking death.
Wang Ling hurriedly used the forty-fifth level of Yin Kung, secretly possessed the six ghosts, gathered the Yin Qi of the six ghosts, thrust his shoulders forward, and had a head-on confrontation with Pang Long. bang "Ah" the crowd exclaimed.
Pang Long's huge body flew backwards for more than a battle distance.
Because the impact was too strong, Wang Ling took three or four steps back.
Pang Long fell heavily to the ground, his bones almost falling apart.
The basketball in Pang Long's hand also reached Wang Ling's hand at the moment the two people collided.
After Wang Ling stood still, he took two deep breaths, and his energy and blood finally stabilized.
He flicked the basketball in his hand between the two of them and watched the basketball bounce on the court for a moment, roll over, and finally stop between the two of them.
Now everyone was stunned.
It would be somewhat understandable to say that Wang Ling could beat Pang Long in shooting, but it is already incomprehensible that he could easily snatch the basketball from Pang Long.
In front of him, with his size, he was able to knock Pang Long away, who was a whole head taller than him.
This was really incomprehensible.
However, if you can't understand it, you can't understand it.
Facts are facts.
"Long live yes!"
Liu Chenyang was the first to understand and raised his arms and shouted.
"Aling aling" Lan Lingxuan also screamed.
Suddenly, the entire class 404 students were excited.
Wang Ling looked at the classmates of Class 404 standing on the edge of the basketball court, but his heart was surprisingly calm, because this was not a difficult task for him in the first place.
Wang Ling glanced around, deliberately paying attention to the few people he cared about.
Under the influence of this atmosphere, Ye Qianfan and Xia Ziping also forgot their due restraint and cowardice, and danced and cheered loudly with everyone.
Teacher Jiao Qing was wiping her tears behind the crowd.
She was already moved to tears by him.
Chen Dapao was so sad and desperate that he stomped his feet and let out a hey sound.
He simply didn't want to look anymore.
Wang Ling's sensitive ears could still hear the dog leg next to Chen Dapao comforting him: "Fourth Young Master, don't be sad.
This kid hasn't pitched yet.
Maybe Long Er Young Master can stop him as well."
Chen Dapao didn't seem to believe the little follower's self-deception at all.
He slapped the little follower on the head and shouted angrily: "Blow your girlfriend's anus.
Look at the situation.
Is there any hope for the second young master?"
Chen Dapao scolded him, and the little follower just shrank back and never dared to say a word again.
Song Mingyu secretly stepped back and stood behind the crowd, staring at him like an enemy for a while, and then looking at the dancing Lan Lingxuan infatuatedly.
Wang Ling looked back at the classmates in Class 401.
Many people here were extremely disappointed and stood silently, looking at Pang Long who fell on the ground, as if they were mourning for a soulless corpse.
Of course, a few basketball guys who had a good relationship with Pang Long ran over and helped Pang Long up.
They seemed to hope that Pang Long could perform miracles when Wang Ling threw the ball and he blocked the ball.
Of course, behind the classmates in Class 401, Wang Ling also saw Xu Junxi.
At this time, Wang Ling found that Xu Junxi had turned around and was about to leave.
Just when this guy was about to leave, his eyes turned red again, as if he hated Wang Ling.
In front of these people, he didn't have time to chase Xu Junxi to find out.
He can also feel that after he competes with the four major school bosses one by one, the mastermind behind the scenes will eventually appear.
"Hey, Mr.
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Long, how are your bones not falling apart?
Can we continue?"
Wang Ling deliberately looked very proud.
Pang Long panted heavily and stared at Wang Ling, wanting to come up and bite him.
Perhaps he has always been wondering in his heart, how could he be so powerful if he was just a thin boy?
He couldn't understand it, and neither did the people around him.
Teacher Wei Ming couldn't understand it either.
When Wei Ming saw Pang Long didn't answer for a while, he walked up and asked: "Along, how can we still proceed?"
Pang Long finally stood alone, shook his body, broke away from the hands of the two boys who were supporting him, and said in a deep voice: "Yes."
"Okay."
Teacher Wei continued, "The rules are the same, three goals, Wang Ling attacks and you defend.
As long as he scores one goal, he will win, let's start."
Wang Ling walked to the midpoint of the center line, while Pang Long walked to the three-point line, with his legs spread apart, his waist hunched, and his hands in a defensive posture.
Whether it was pitching or his offense and Wang Ling's defense, Pang Long was completely defeated, with no chance of a backhand.
Now, with victory and defeat once again decided, Pang Long understood very well that this was the moment when he should fight hard.
"Are you ready?"
Wang Ling asked, patting the basketball with one hand.
"Boy, come on."
Pang Long gritted his teeth.
"ah" Wang Ling shouted, rushed forward quickly, and threw the basketball high at the same time.
No one has ever seen basketball played like this.
The person throwing the ball has just left the center line of the basketball and has already released it and shot towards the basket.
The curve the basketball flew over was just above Pang Long's head.
Pang Long also tried his best, shouted and jumped up suddenly.
However, the place where Wang Ling jumped up and fell was exactly where Pang Long jumped up. snap Wang Ling's slap fell impartially, landing just on the bandage tied on Pang Long's left arm.
Against Pang Long, the bandage on Pang Long's arm was one of his important goals.
Wang Ling's hands were extremely swift.
When both of them landed, the bandage on Pang Long's arm had somehow been loosened, and the bandage had already reached Wang Ling's hand.
"Ah" Pang Long screamed and fell heavily to the ground.
When Pang Long came back to his senses, he realized that the bandage on his arm was still missing, and the two-inch long wound on his arm was clearly visible.
Pang Long's swarthy face suddenly turned a little pale, and his eyes were frightened.
He hurriedly reached out to cover the wound on his arm, and stared up at Wang Ling. bang Above his head, the basketball hit the backboard hard, spun around a few times on the rim, entered the rim, and fell to the ground with a bouncing sound.
Pang Long knew that this time he had completely lost, and there was no room for recovery.
Pang Long was not in a hurry to stand up.
He felt that he had tried his best.
He just folded his head, glanced at the basketball, and lay down again, breathing heavily.
Wang Ling said forcefully: "This is called crushing."
"Yeah" Lan Lingxuan's scream reached into the sky.
Everyone in Class 404 cheered.
Teacher Jiao stood among the classmates.
He was no longer the aloof class teacher and department head before.
He actually stood among the classmates and found the warm emotions that had been lost for a long time.
Chen Dapao fell to the ground slumped, dumbfounded.
Song Mingyu left sadly and never looked back.
A few attractive female students in Class 401 stared at Wang Ling with flushed faces, as if they had seen the person they most admired.
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But the basketball boys in Class 401 could no longer hide their sadness and despair.
They were stunned, not knowing how to face such an embarrassing situation: