"Oh! The inside demon king's slam dunk is in again! Hengshi No. 28 Middle School has completed the overtake!"

MC Aku's exaggerated commentary sounded again, and the score on the big screen on the sidelines also changed accordingly. The score is now 15 to 16. Deming High School's score, which was finally ahead, was overtaken by Hengshi No. 28 Middle School.

Under the basket, Hua Mudao sat there and couldn't stand up for a long time. Huang Dong went over and pulled him up before dragging him up from the ground.

However, even after standing up, Huamudao still had no eyes, as if he had lost his soul. This situation made Huang Dong shocked when he saw it.

"You... are you okay?" Huang Dong hesitated for a moment before asking this question.

Hearing the sound, Hua Mudao noticed that Huang Dong had pulled him, quickly swung his hand, turned around and said stubbornly: "Don't worry about it! I'm very good!"

After saying that, Huamudao ran towards the backcourt. Huang Dong stood there and stared at his back for a while before following him.

On the sidelines, in the Deming High School rest area, coach Wen Jing also discovered that Hua Mudao was in an abnormal state just now. She originally wanted to ask the referee to call for a timeout, but when Huang Dong pulled Hua Mudao up, both of them ran to the backcourt, she stopped again.

He looked at the two of them and said to himself, "Look at it again... I believe they will not be defeated so easily..."

The game continued. It was Deming High School's turn to play ball. As usual, Hu Xu served Hao Wenqi, and the two cooperated to cross the half.

It was seen that Huang Dong was suppressed by Koch's defense in the last round, and Hao Wenqi decided to make a breakthrough this time.

The defender of him is the small forward of Hengshi No. 28 Middle School. In terms of personal strength, Hao Wenqi is stronger.

Swish—!

Sure enough, Hao Wenqi dribbled the ball under his crotch and easily broke through Ma Ben's defense. After cutting into the three-point line, he rushed to the basket at full speed.

But before he could step into the inside, Chen Hang's huge figure appeared in front of him.

The height of 2.06 meters and close can really give people a huge sense of oppression. Chen Hang just reached out to stand in front of him, and Hao Wenqi felt that he was completely blocked by a huge wall.

Crunch-!

He stopped suddenly at the free throw line, and a layer of cold sweat oozed out of Hao Wenqi's forehead and said to himself, "Did Huang Dong face this kind of pressure before? He couldn't see the basket at all! It was such a terrifying sense of oppression! In this case, I couldn't think of what to do to score a goal!"

After the dribble was stopped for a few seconds, Hao Wenqi glanced at the wood-walk that was close to the inside line on the side, and there was an open space there at this time.

Without any hesitation, Hao Wenqi passed the ball directly with a hit, but his eyes widened halfway through the ball.

Because Hao Wenqi discovered that although the ball in his hand had been passed, Hua Mudao did not look here. He stood there as if he was stunned and did not notice the ball coming!

"Wu Mudao! Ball!"

In an emergency, Hao Wenqi shouted, but the ball speed was faster than him. With a bang, the basketball hit Hua Mudao's body.

Hearing the shouts and the balls that were hit on his body, Hua Mudao reacted and hurriedly grabbed the balls that popped up.

Fortunately, the Wooden Trail was in an open position, and when the people around him caught up, he had already held the ball firmly with both hands in time.

But it was also because of his mistake that the opportunity for the vacant position was lost. Qin Shi, the power forward of Hengshi No. 28 Middle School, came to him.

Qin Shi was facing Hua Mudao and said sarcastically, "I almost forgot that you are still on the field. It feels bad to be blocked by Ah Hang. The slam dunk you entered was a complete accident. I don't need Ah Hang to take action next, I can be careful of you!"

Hearing these words, Hua Mudao's eyes suddenly burst into anger. He had always been thinking about the cowardly thing about being blocked by Chen Hang just now, and the fact that he had blocked the shot but failed to stop Chen Hang from scoring the goal.

Now that Qin Shi said this, he instantly stabbed him in pain. With Hua Mudao's character, he naturally wanted to "explode the pot"!

"Bastard! I'm going to pour this ball from the top of your head!!"

With a loud roar, Hua Mudao jumped up in his arms with the ball. In anger, he jumped higher and farther than usual, but outside the court, the anxious voice of coach Wen Jing rang out;

"Mudao! You can't go directly there! You'll be foul!"

Unfortunately, Wen Jing's voice was a little late, and the wood-changing path had jumped up, and it was impossible to stop in the air.

When Qin Shi saw the wooden path jumping up, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face. He stood there without moving, and just blocked the center of the wooden path and the basket against his chest.

No matter how high the Huamudao jumped, it would not be higher than Qin Shi, who was also 1.91 meters tall. So, halfway through, Huamudao's waist hit Qin Shi's chest.

Plop—!

Beep--!

The sound of Huamudao falling to the ground again sounded almost at the same time as the referee's whistle, and then the referee spoke;

"Red Team No. 10 offensive foul! Purple Team's ball rights!"

MC Aku's commentator sounded in a teasing tone; "Oh! Why did Deming fall down again on No. 10? This is the third time he has fallen in this game. Is he trying to set a record of the most falls in a single game?"

After MC Aku said this, the people in the audience laughed;

"Hahahaha! That's right. This is just the first quarter game. I've fallen three times. According to this trend, Deming's No. 10 may really break the record of the most falls in a single game, hahaha!"

"He is here to make fun of it, right? The ball just now was too forced. It just jumped a little higher. Do you really think you can fly?"

"That's right, I think Deming lets him be the starting lineup, which is the biggest defeat in this game. If he doesn't replace him, Deming will definitely lose!"

Under these sounds, Huamudao climbed up with his head down, but the referee's whistle sounded immediately and he spoke again;

"The Red Team requests a replacement! No. 12 and No. 10!"

In the Deming High School rest area, Cheng Fei stood up and went on stage, but the wooden road in the field did not mean to retreat.

The people in the audience shouted again;

"What are you doing? Didn't you hear that you changed people? That No. 10 will come to an end!"

"Yes, do you want to continue to be a joke on the court? Don't delay the game! Referee, please call him a technical foul!"

Amid the shouts, Cheng Fei quickly ran over, came to Huamudao, and whispered to him;

"Mu Dao, you should get off the court and take a break first. The coach called you down because he wanted to tell you some tactical arrangements. I'm just for you for a while, and you will have a chance to play soon."

Hearing Cheng Fei's words, Hua Mudao's whole body was shocked, and then he walked towards the rest area outside the venue dullly. The others of Deming looked at his back as he left the venue, with deep worries in their eyes.
Chapter completed!