Chapter 659 Good Shot

d screamed. 。To ordinary people, these thugs who make a living by force might seem like fearsome and dangerous creatures. But to Xiang Tian, they were as fragile as tofu. 。He let out a cold snort, lea...Everyone was looking up, watching him standing under the empty basketball hoop, watching him smile and raise his fist, point his thumb upward, then turn his fist downward.

The scene was deathly silent.

Silence!

This blatant provocation aimed at the sky was met with silence. Not a single word was uttered, not even by Ma Weiming. His face was ashen, his inner fury burning to its peak.

"Coincidence, it must be coincidence!" he muttered through gritted teeth.

The ball was in the hands of Ma Wei-ming once again.

Even the brain-dead girls who had been quiet just a moment ago were screaming again, but this time it was “Go number 8!” “Number 8, score one!” and “Number 8, I believe in you!”

Ma Weiming dribbled past half court, hearing those idiotic cheers, his head filled with black lines.

After a brief moment of cooling off, he finally realized that confronting the sky was not as weak as he had imagined. To deal with this guy, he needed to show some real skill.

The hat was indeed a heavy blow, but he didn't buckle. His confidence remained unshaken. Facing the sky-high defense, he bent down once more, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips.

"Now, let you see how I get rid of you!"

On the sidelines, Chen Wei chuckled, clutching his arm as he watched Xiang Tian and Ma Weiming clash in the arena. He seemed to be muttering to himself: "Good boy, now I have a little bit of faith that you'll win."

"Pfft!" Xie Zihang chuckled from beside her. "Aren't you his friend You wouldn't want him to lose, would you"

Chen Wei turned his head and glanced at Xie Zihang, then looked back at the two people in the arena.

"Even if you win, so what Will you actually end up together in the end"

Xie Zihang's smile froze. He just listened to Chen Wei continue, "I've always trusted my judgment. If I give this kid ten years, or even just three to five, he could accomplish something earth-shattering. But he's not there yet. Your family probably wouldn't approve of him. Once word of your relationship gets back to them, it will be difficult for you two to stay together."

Xi Zihan fell silent, then suddenly said, “No matter what, I won’t give up.”

Chen Wei smiled: "Persistence is a good habit, but knowing how to make choices is the way to survive. I believe you understand this truth." He shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, this kid is really quite good!"

Chen Wei stopped talking, and Xie Zihang fell into silence as well. On the basketball court, Ma Weiming faced the tight defense from above, his steps constantly changing, shifting left and right, and his dribbling movements were the same—the basketball seemed to have become part of his body, changing direction with his will.

It has to be said, Ma Weiming's ball skills are very good, his feints are very frequent and realistic, but Xiangtian wasn't fooled. He kept his arms open and didn't lose his defensive position.

Ma Weiming furrowed his brow, glanced at the ball with a quick eye, passed it to the left-sided playmaker, and quickly moved left, shielding the defender from reaching the playmaker.

The guard immediately seized the opportunity to drive towards the basket, and Tian quickly followed up.

But just then, the point guard quickly passed the ball, sending it back into the hands of Ma Wei Ming.

Block!

Catching the basketball, Ma Wei Ming looked up to the sky with a sneer. He turned his head and attacked the basket again. Perhaps the shadow of being blocked just now hadn't gone away, he didn't choose to dunk, but opted for a more stable layup.

The sidelines erupted in a cacophony of cheers, with those brain-dead girls screaming at the top of their lungs, chanting "Score one, score one!"

"Watch out!"

But just then, a loud shout came from behind him. Following closely, he loosened his grip, and the basketball he was holding tight was snatched away.

"Damn it, got cut off!"

Just like when you're going down the stairs and suddenly your foot slips, Ma Weiming felt so frustrated he wanted to vomit blood. At this moment, if someone gave him a knife, he would definitely stab that ball-stealing guy to death.

But when he turned back, a familiar figure was sprinting with the ball across half court. In the blink of an eye, he had reached the opposing team's basket and easily laid it in without anyone guarding him.

"Damn it!" Ma Weiming's face turned ashen with rage once again, it was this bastard, how the hell did he do it!

Glancing at the scoreboard that now read 61:65, Ma Weiming frowned. "This won't do, we can't keep going like this. This kid is so agile, his footwork and turns are very quick, while I may have the height advantage, but my footwork is slow, it's a disadvantage to duel him one-on-one."

Thinking this over, he called the others back and whispered to them before deciding to abandon his lone wolf approach.

The game once again descended into a chaotic melee, with Ma Wei-ming's side gradually closing the gap by utilizing accurate shooting and precise three-point shots.

But what surprised Ma Weiming was that the other side's tactics remained unchanged, with all attacks being left to Xiang Tian.

Time was slipping away, leaving only the last thirty seconds.

This is the last attack opportunity.

The score is 70:70.

Nobody expected this to be such a hard-fought battle, with both sides' players giving their all and the atmosphere in the stadium thick with tension and anticipation.

The ball was released, and Ma Wei-ming held it tightly, glanced at Xiang Tian in the distance, a glint of killing intent in his eyes.

He winked at his big center and then dribbled the ball slowly across half court. When he got in front of Xiang Tian, that center suddenly stuck to Xiang Tian's right side.

Ma Weiming quickly cut inside from the left side, and Tian hurriedly shook off the opponent's center to catch up. However, just then, a big foot stomped heavily on his foot.

A sharp pain shot up his leg. He looked up to see the center grinning down at him.

He suddenly remembered that the other day when he was helping Huang Hui chase Chen Wei, it seemed like this guy was there.

Damn, you dare to come back, you're so clueless!

He tapped lightly on the other's leg without making a sound. The big center immediately felt a strange numbness in his leg, completely unable to use it.

Toward the basket, Tian took the opportunity to pull his foot and raced toward Ma Weiming, leaving the tall center far behind. He poured air into his legs and ran like a rocket. Right as Ma Weiming was about to shoot, he caught up in time, lightly sweeping his fingers and effortlessly snatching the ball away from Ma Weiming's grasp.

It's a cutoff again!

Ma Weiming roared angrily, "Stop him!"

As Xiang Tian sprinted towards the basket with the ball, everyone followed him across the court. Ma Weiming, leading the charge, used all his strength and finally reached the three-second zone ahead of Xiang Tian. Meanwhile, the tall center, starting further back, also returned to his position before Xiang Tian.

Ma Wei-ming saw that his center had returned to position, and he finally let out a breath of relief.

"Could it be that you still want to force your way through" Looking at Xiang Tian who was charging rapidly, he sneered constantly.

However, just then, he was shocked to find that Xiang Tian was jumping directly from outside the free throw line.

"What is he thinking, going for a slam dunk Does he think he's Jordan"

The thought just flashed in his mind, and a gust of wind whooshed past his ear. He looked up, and Xiang Tian grabbed the ball with one hand, holding it high above his head, then sailed it directly over his head.

Ma Weiming was stunned!

"He... he really wants to make that basket!"

He suddenly remembered that he still had a line of defense behind him, and hurriedly turned his head to look.

But the scene before his eyes was destined to remain etched in his memory forever.

As Xiang Tian flew higher and higher, with a deafening "bang," he slammed into the center's face. The center was nearly two meters tall and weighed well over 200 kilograms, but under Xiang Tian's impact, he let out a cry of pain and fell to the ground directly, shaking the entire court.

At the same time, another loud "bang" echoed through the air.

The basketball was slammed into the hoop and then landed squarely on the center's face.

The center was screaming, but nobody paid him any attention, not even Ma Weiming. He stared at Xiangtian swaying on the basket, his head buzzing.

Silence blanketed the entire room, so profound that even a pin drop would have been audible.

One second, two seconds, three seconds later, a piercing roar suddenly came from the sidelines.

Great ball!very astonished. 。Actually, Shangkun had already known that Liu Shaohua was beaten by Xiang Tian. Not long after Xiang Tian broke into Liu's house yesterday, Shangkun already knew about it. 。"There i...