C12 Boxes Were Useless!

The game started at 5: 00 p.M.

The number of people watching the competition between the School of Literature and the School of Architecture increased. The stadium was surrounded by three floors, three floors, and three floors.

It wasn't just the School of Literature that had a lot of people here. There were also many people from the other academies who came to watch the match.

After all, in the last match between the School of Literature and the sports school team, Wang Fei's performance was too outstanding. Not only did he score more than 40 points, the rebounds, breakdowns, and assists were all good.

Everyone wanted to see what this man looked like, and they looked forward to Wang Fei's even more explosive performance in this match.

This was the rallying power of the stars.

Both sides jumped.

The ones who jumped were Zhang Meng and the center of School of Architecture, Chen Daguang.

Chen Daguang was 1.93 meters tall, and he was also very thick. It was obvious that his technique was more comprehensive than Zhang Meng's.

Therefore, Chen Daguang grabbed the ball in the air and held it in his hand.

Wang Fei had been staring at Chen Daguang the whole time. When he saw Chen Daguang holding the ball, his prediction skill immediately played its role: Chen Daguang was going to pass the ball to number 23 defender Lu Zhida. Furthermore, lu Zhida was already secretly running towards the basket guarded by School of Literature.

Wang Fei did not hesitate to increase his speed and thrust towards the center.

Chen Daguang turned around and passed the ball in the air.

Wang Fei jumped up just in time and grabbed the ball in his hand. He then looked at it. He saw that Yann Mingyu was already under his opponent's basket.

Yann Mingyu was looking back!

Wang Fei shook his wrist, and the ball flew towards Yann Mingyu very quickly and accurately.

Yann Mingyu caught the ball comfortably, turned around and started to run.

"Shh!"

The cheering team of School of Architecture made a loud booing sound.

"This guy's basket is not good. He definitely can't shoot. Someone shouted. However, before he could finish shouting, Yann Mingyu had already jumped up and steadily put the ball into the basket.

Two points!

Wang Fei got one of them to break the ball and the other to assist him.

This sudden change made the surrounding audience burst into an uproar.

"F * ck! This ball is broken beautifully!"

"Wang Fei is really amazing. He seems to have predicted his opponent's passing route in advance."

"Who said that the rest of the people in School of Architecture are all useless? The number one from the School of Literature Team scored quite well!"

On the court, on the side of the School of Architecture, Chen Daguang and Lu Zhida looked at each other. They also felt very helpless about the ball just now.

Chen Daguang sent out the bottom-line ball.

Lu Zhida was waiting for the catch.

In order to complete the system's quest of getting him four pairs in this match, Wang Fei decided to intercept his opponent's bottom line ball and wait for an opportunity to snatch it.

He was standing near Luzda, ready to break the ball at any time.

However, luzda was on high alert. He ran directly to Chen Daguang and finished passing the ball with his hand.

Wang Fei shrugged and gave up on the idea of snatching the ball.

Zhida started to bring the ball forward.

Wang Fei carefully started to defend.

However, another guard from the School of Architecture, wang Zhigang, immediately came over to block Wang Fei and covered Lu Zhida.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, lu Zhida quickly passed Wang Fei.

Wang Fei shook off Wang Zhigang and was about to chase after him when Chen Daguang, the center of the group, blocked Wang Fei's path.

Damn!

Wang Fei felt a little depressed. He was just defending without a ball! Two people actually came over to trap him.

After being blocked by Chen Daguang, lv Zhida quickly rushed towards the School of Literature's basket with the ball.

"Defend! Defend well!" Wang Fei shouted towards the basket.

Right now, there were four people guarding under the basket on their side!

It was not easy for Lu Zhida to break in.

When he heard Wang Fei's shout, wang Changhai welcomed Lu Zhida to defend himself.

At this moment, lu Zhida had already rushed up. With a sway of his body, he passed Wang Changhai and arrived near the free ball line.

Yann Mingyu raised both his hands and blocked the path of Zhida.

Zhida's football skills were not bad. He turned around with the ball and arrived behind Yann Mingyu. He stood up and stood up. Bang!

The ball went in!

Wang Fei had just run to his side's half-court three-point line. When he saw this scene, he shook his head. In his heart, the opponent had really achieved the goal of disturbing him and slowing him down!

It seemed that they would definitely carry out crazy traps on him next!

How could he break these traps?

He still had to rely on his own innate skill: Prediction of Spheres!

He had to accurately predict this trap.

However, sometimes, the situation on the field would change in an instant. If he did not put in a hundred times more effort, predicting would not be as fast as changing the situation!

Wang Fei thought as he approached the bottom line and prepared to receive the bottom-line ball from Wang Changhai.

At this time, lu Zhida and Wang Zhigang from the School of Architecture came over and tried to stop Wang Fei from catching the ball.

Wang Fei wanted to show off. Therefore, he used his accurate prediction of their movements to successfully shake off their pincers.

Wang Changhai passed the ball to Wang Fei.

Wang Fei saw Lu Zhida pounce over from the right, while Wang Zhigang guarded the left side of the road.

Wang Fei sneered in his heart. The ball suddenly shook to the right, causing Zhida's body to flash to the right. He held the ball behind his back and handed it to his left hand. He accelerated and surpassed Zhida.

However, wang Zhigang blocked in front of Wang Fei again.

Lu Zhida also chased from behind.

Wang Changhai stretched out his hand to ask for the ball.

Wang Fei did not pass.

He remembered the way Iverson had taught him how to carry the ball. He sped up the speed of the ball. He moved to the left and then to the right. His speed was very fast, making Wang Zhigang, who was blocking in front of him, almost fall to the ground.

Wang Fei sped up again and passed Wang Zhigang.

This wonderful performance made the surrounding audience cheer.

Wang Fei arrived at the three-point line.

At this moment, Small Forward of School of Architecture, qian Yu, was running towards Wang Fei with his claws bared.

With a sway of his body, Wang Fei passed Qian Yu.

Chen Daguang, who was guarding under the basket, noticed that something was wrong, so he also took precautions.

Zhang Meng, who was under the basket, was empty.

Wang Fei cleverly passed the ball to Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng got up and easily put the ball into the basket!

In the following matches, the defense of the School of Architecture against Wang Fei was riddled with holes by Wang Fei.

In fifteen minutes of the match, Wang Fei did not throw a single ball. He sent out seventeen assists, allowing all the players on his side to get points.

In addition to the assists, he also finished four broken balls and two blocks, snatching five rebounds.

Although Wang Fei did not score, the score of School of Literature Team was still 37: 26, leading by 11 points.

Under the basket of School of Literature Team, Fong Xiang looked at the competition on the field and rubbed his hands excitedly, "I didn't expect this! Wang Fei actually let Zhang Meng and the others be reborn. "

Liu Meijuan curled her lips and said, "Mr. Fong, if it wasn't for Wang Fei attracting the wallet, the passing of the ball would have been very comfortable. The passing timing was very good. Do you think Zhang Meng and the others could have scored so easily?"

The people watching by the side of the court were also a little anxious.

They were here to see Wang Fei score.

However, they had been playing for 15 minutes. The first half of the match would end in five minutes, but Wang Fei did not even get a single point!

Someone shouted.

"Wang Fei, don't just pass the ball! Shoot!"

"Wang Fei, you have shown your talent in organization and defense. Now, it is time to show your talent in scoring."

Without Wang Fei's scoring, they were left behind by 11 points. This made the School of Architecture team feel aggrieved.

The head coach of the School of Architecture team, guo Yi, called for a pause.

"When you are focusing on defending Wang Fei, you must also increase your defense against the other members of the School of Literature! The match has been going on for 15 minutes. Wang Fei did not throw a single ball. I think it is because he did not feel good when he shot. That is why he did not choose to shoot himself! Next, you have to change your defense center of gravity. It's fine as long as you guys keep an eye on Wang Fei, while the others keep an eye on him one on one. Don't miss him! If you miss him, it will easily cause him to shoot easily! This is the main reason why we failed!" Guo Yi said.

The pause ended and the match began once again.

The School of Architecture sent out the bottom-line ball.

Wang Fei thought to himself, it's time for me to make my move and score.

He defended Lu Zhida until half the match, so he didn't push him too hard.

Lu Zhida probably felt that Wang Fei had a lot more space to defend. He saw that there were no teammates on his side that could squeeze out a suitable spot, so he bent down and rushed under the basket.

Wang Fei laughed in his heart.

He was waiting for Wang Fei to break through.

He deliberately pretended to be slower by half a beat and allowed Lv Zhida to snatch him away from him.

Wang Fei wanted his opponent to shoot.

Zhida passed Wang Fei. When he saw Yann Mingyu from the School of Literature blocking in front of him, it was impossible for him to kill his way to the basket. He simply stood up and threw a shot.

Wang Fei was waiting for this!

He took a step forward and reached out his hand. A monkey plucked a peach and snatched the ball into his hand. He turned around and dashed forward with the ball.

Wang Zhigang chased after him from behind.

However, Wang Fei still easily arrived outside the three-point line. He aimed at the ball and made his move with a swoosh.

"Clang!"

He hit the target with three points of stability.

"Hua!"

The people watching the ball at the side of the court applauded enthusiastically.

"Great!"

"A beautiful breakup of a dragon's three points!"

"Wang Fei has finally made his shot. I estimate that the School of Architecture's defeat is about to begin."

In the next five minutes, Wang Fei threw eight times in succession. He threw five three-pointers and three two-pointers, obtaining 21 points.

During this time, the School of Architecture team only got a pitiful two points. They were hit to the climax by 21: 2.

The surrounding spectators were immediately conquered by Wang Fei's efficient points. Shouts and cries rang out incessantly. Many girls called Wang Fei's name, and they were so excited that tears flowed down their faces.

But it was also at this moment that an accident happened.

Half a minute before the end of the match, Wang Fei once again charged to the bottom of the basket. He shook Chen Daguang under the basket and threw a small shot with his hand.

Chen Daguang, who was angry from embarrassment, grabbed Wang Fei's arm and pulled him hard.

Wang Fei immediately lost his balance and fell solidly to the ground.

Although Wang Fei was pulled, the ball he threw hit him firmly again!