He immediately went to pick up the ball and prepared to return the favor.

Little Huya looked at Lin Baici in shock. After witnessing the dunk with her own eyes, her whole body was trembling, not from fear, but from pleasure.

Gu Qingqiu, who was not far away, immediately took out his mobile phone and started recording.

"clever!"

Shooting requires skills, but dunking does not. As long as the body is strong enough and can make movements, dunking is like smashing an egg, it is easy.

Feng Qin wanted to embarrass Lin Baici, so he did not choose to break through this time, but played a back-up singles to defeat Lin Baici.

He used to use this trick when he was unhappy on the court. With his tallness and strong physique, he could knock his opponent into pieces, but today he was defeated.

Every time Feng Qin bumped backwards, it felt like he was bumping into a copper wall and an iron wall, but the opponent didn't move at all.

It's not an adjective, it's really unmoving.

"Damn it, isn't it? There are still people who Feng Qin can't hit?"

"That No. 24 looks taller and stronger, why is he not as strong as the other one?"

"The body fat percentage is different, right?"

More and more people were watching. The students on the playground saw people gathering here and came to watch the excitement. Soon, many people gathered around.

"That's it?"

Lin Baici Biao's trash talk stimulated Feng Qin.

He admits that his skills are not good, so he has to use some psychological warfare, and this is very common in the arena, not to mention being criticized by his opponents.

The boos from the audience can make a player's mentality collapse.

"Gan!"

Feng Qin was indeed angry and pushed back hard as if to retaliate.

This was what Lin Baici was waiting for. He immediately exerted force on his feet and pushed his chest forward.

boom!

With a body strengthened by meteor stones and divine bones, even heavyweight boxers could not bear it, let alone someone like Feng Qin, who was knocked out of balance.

Snapped!

Lin Baici shot very quickly, stabbed the basketball, opened it, rushed out, grabbed it with one hand, and rushed towards the basketball stand without stopping.

Feng Qin started to chase, but he saw that the opponent was very fast and reached the basket in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

Another dunk!

Crunch! Crunch!

Lin Baici grabbed the basketball hoop and swayed with it. This scene made his figure look more slender.

There was silence on the basketball court, and then cheers and applause broke out.

"pretty!"

"another one!"

"Handsome guy, one more deduction!"

Many people began to take out their mobile phones, obviously wanting to take pictures.

"Feng Qin, stop fighting!"

Xiao Huya persuaded, why are there so many black people playing basketball? Because they are very unhealthy.

Feng Qin can usually torture others, but today he met an enemy. The boy's skills are not good, but his body is really outstanding.

Strength, flexibility, neurological response...

Even Feng Qin can't compare.

"Come again!"

Feng Qin's face turned livid.

"I think it's better to forget it!"

Lin Baici was just angry at Feng Qin for provoking trouble. Now he dunked twice and vented his anger, so let's forget it. Otherwise, the opponent would be looked at by so many people and would be humiliated if he lost.

"Come again!"

Feng Qin roared and took the ball to the midline.

Lin Baici glanced at Xiao Huya, shrugged his shoulders, and followed.

Feng Qin did not believe in evil, and wherever he suffered losses, he had to recover them there, so he continued to fight behind the back, and every time, it was a vicious collision with a revengeful mentality.

If this was an ordinary student, it would definitely be uncomfortable to be hit, but Lin Baici was indifferent.

In the eyes of others, Feng Qin at this moment is like a child trying to topple a giant, which is funny and ridiculous.

Lin Baici found the right opportunity and bumped back. No. 24 lost his balance and the ball was poked away. But this time, he did not give up, but immediately accelerated to grab it. But in the next moment, a figure came out from the right.

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Snapped!

Lin Baici got the ball and launched a fast break.

"Hold!"

Seeing that Lin Baici was about to dunk again, Feng Qin subconsciously reached out and grabbed his clothes to commit a foul.

But the clothes were caught, but the person was not left behind.

Feng Qin only felt a strong force coming towards him, causing him to stumble forward several steps and almost fall.

Boom!

A huge slam dunk once again swept the basketball court.

Bang bang bang!

The applause started immediately, and there was the sound of snapping photos.

"handsome!"

Gu Qingqiu looked through his snapshots and was very satisfied.

Little Huya covered his face, feeling a little embarrassed.

Fouling is a bit of a loss. The key is that the foul does not stop the opponent.

"Are you coming again?"

Lin Baici threw the ball to No. 24.

"continue!"

No. 24 caught the ball and passed it back to Lin Baici. I didn’t believe it. I must give you a big block today.

He stood at the free throw line and stared at Lin Baici.

Lin Baici dribbled the ball and suddenly accelerated and sprinted.

"bring it on!"

Feng Qin was gearing up, but the next second, his expression became dull.

Because the opponent did not break through, but took off when he rushed to the three-point line.

"Wow!"

The whole place was in an uproar.

What is this for?

A three-point line sprint dunk?

Feng Qin watched Lin Baici fly overhead and couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.

In the eyes of everyone, Lin Baici was like an eagle, flying across the basketball court. He grabbed the basketball with his right hand and pulled it behind him. His body was like a bow. After flying to the basketball stand, he buckled down with his right hand.

Tomahawk slam dunk!

boom!

The sound exploded, like the roar of heavy artillery.

Crunch! Crunch!

The basketball stand was shaking violently up and down, as if it was about to fall over. The people next to it were frightened and they quickly ducked aside.

Lin Baici grabbed the basket, shook it twice, let go, fell to the ground, glanced at Feng Qin, who was standing there blankly, and turned around to leave.

I have no intention of fighting on the 24th.

The crowd naturally parted a lane to let Lin Baici pass.
To be continued...