Finally, when his left foot was less than two millimeters from the baseline, he stopped.

At this time, his right foot was in the air, his left hand was on the ground, and his right hand was holding the basketball tightly.

The left foot is less than two millimeters from the bottom line.

From the time he caught the ball to the time he slid to the ground, the whole process was a long story, but in fact it was just a flash of light.

At this moment, he was able to lift his right foot to avoid stepping on the line. His reaction speed was simply abnormal.

And while running at high speed, he only slid forward half a meter from when he got the ball to when he stopped.

This shows how inhuman the brakes are this time.

At this time, Leonard, Pickle Pepper and Reggie had all arrived near the free throw line.

Wang Yi used his left arm hard and quickly propped up his body.

Then he dribbled the ball and took one step to the basket.

Pickle, Reggie and Leonard all jumped up to block the shot.

This completely blocked Wang Yi's angle of action.

But Wang Yi collected the ball again and held it tightly in his arms. After the three people flew over his head, he raised the ball and slammed the basket with both hands.

After landing this time, he didn't roar or scream.

He just glanced at the three people flying above his head.

He left a calm and gentle sentence: "Flying well, don't fly next time."

puff--

puff--

In the dark, I seemed to hear the sound of pickled peppers and thunder striking blood.
Chapter completed!