The Super Special Forces King Chapter 52: I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it!

With the lessons learned from the past, seeing Li Yi get the ball, the opponent's players returned to the defense at an extremely fast speed, and did not dare to delay at all.

But this time Li Yi didn't make a fast break, and slowly dribbled the ball across the midfield. As for the second and third children, they still stayed in their own half, motionless.

Does he want to play 1 against 5?

The opponent's players were taken aback, and at the same time, the anger in their hearts was burning. This is completely contempt for them!

The three players rushed forward, planning to double-team Li Yi.

Li Yi stopped dribbling and stood still. After the three opponents surrounded him, he gave them a disdainful look, and then jumped up from the spot.

Too arrogant!

The three opponents hurriedly jumped to intercept.

Although he didn't use much force, Li Yi jumped far higher than the opponent. When he reached the highest point, he seemed to be hovering in the air. During the nearly one second of staying in the air, the defenders had already started to fall. At this time, Li Yi had no obstacles in front of him, and he shot without haste.

The ball is in!

Another three-pointer!

The audience was boiling again. Li Yi's personal skills were ruthlessly crushed in this level of competition!

The three consecutive blocked shots from the Faculty of Letters, coupled with Li Yi's calm attitude, convinced everyone. The spectators who were still at the scene were very grateful to be able to see such a game. At the same time, many people hurriedly called their friends who had already left, asking them to come back as quickly as possible. Such a game must not be missed.

Seeing that it was unrealistic to score inside, the School of Medicine began to shoot three-pointers from the outside. However, the shooting rate of three-pointers is limited. Under Li Yi's almost abnormal ability to predict the landing point, the School of Medicine has almost never got an offensive rebound.

The scores of the Faculty of Liberal Arts are increasing in an orderly manner, but the Faculty of Medicine is a little at a loss at the moment.

At the end of the first quarter, Li Yi scored 27 points, while the School of Medicine only scored 9 points in the face of an iron barrel defense.

Everyone guessed that this was a crushing game, but they never imagined that the violent side turned out to be a liberal arts academy with only three people on the field, while the victimized side was the favorite to win the championship— — Faculty of Medicine.

Until now, the audience didn't know that a one-sided game can be so exciting.

Under the promotion of multiple channels such as telephone, WeChat, and forums, many senior students also joined the ranks of watching the game. Now the stadium is full of seats, and even the basketball court is full of spectators. The third floor and the outer three floors are surrounded by water.

After a short break, the game continued in the second quarter. However, facing the simple and rough routines of the Faculty of Arts, they hadn't thought of a countermeasure for the time being, and could only watch Li Yi continue to refresh the score.

By the end of the third quarter, the School of Medicine had fallen behind by 59 points. Even if they were replaced with an all-star lineup, they would probably be unable to recover.

Since the rest period was less than half an hour after the game, Li Yi ordered the whole team to rest just after the start of the fourth quarter.

The second child and the third child saw that the victory was decided, and they stood shoulder to shoulder under the basket to act as cheerleaders. Except for the occasional throw of the ball, they just stood there chatting and farting. If it weren't for the prohibition of smoking in the gymnasium, the two animals would like to let the fourth child light one for each of them.

On offense, Li Yi also started to release water, slowly dribbling the ball to the opponent's half, and every time he waited for the end of the attack time to shoot.

This game is aggrieved!

It has been going badly since the beginning, and the team members of the School of Medicine are full of anger. Although in the current battle situation, it is impossible for them to win even if they transform into Bumpman, they still haven't given up.

The School of Medicine drove straight ahead without any defense, and finally played its due level. It's not so much that they are struggling as they are venting. But in the eyes of others, the scene is a bit tragic.

However, with Li Yi's 100% three-point shooting rate, even though the Faculty of Letters gave up defense completely, the Faculty of Medicine still failed to catch up in scoring. On the contrary, the point difference between the two teams continued to increase.

Seeing that the game was about to end, Li Yi also sat under his own basket to rest.

With his physical strength, he won't feel tired after exercising at this intensity for a day. The reason why he left the field was because he was so boring!

In this kind of amateur game, it is not difficult for Li Yi to blow up the audience by himself, but doing so, in addition to making the audience enjoy watching, will undoubtedly make this sport meaningless, and even violate the essence of the movement. If it weren't for winning the game, Li Yi would never have made such a bad move.

With the last two minutes of the game, Feng Xinlei stood under the basket and served the ball, but this kid was too mean, he threw the ball far away every time, and even threw it outside the court several times.

In order to save more time, the School of Medicine has to go all out to get the ball back every time~IndoMTL.com~Although doing so can only make the score difference look a little better.

With the last five seconds until the end of the game, the youngest did not throw the ball too far this time, but directly passed it to the small forward who was blocked by him twice in the opening game.

The opponent's small forward was taken aback when he got the ball, then he gave Feng Xinlei a grateful look, and jumped for a layup at the last second of the game.

"Boom!"

The familiar plot was staged again, the ball in the small forward's hand was blocked by Feng Xinlei...

Seeing the opponent's small forward looking at him dully, the youngest coughed dryly, and then said embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, your posture is too tempting, I couldn't hold back..."

Don't bring such a bully, right? !

The small forward of the School of Medicine wants to cry but has no tears. At this moment, the area of ​​his psychological shadow is already immeasurable. Maybe when he lays up again in the future, there will always be a particularly long arm in his mind, and he will always be ready to reward him with a block.

The whistle for the end of the game finally sounded, without the referee's announcement, the audience stood up collectively, and thunderous applause and cheers sounded one after another, celebrating the victory of the Faculty of Arts.

I don't know whose mouth it came from. Li Yi was directly dubbed the title of "Singles King" by the audience. Originally, only a few people shouted, but this kind of voice spread quickly. Repeatedly chanting this title.

"Singles King!"

"Singles King!"

“…”

Feeling the enthusiasm of the crowd, Li Yi waved his hands around, and then took the second and third back to the lounge. It's not that they don't want to show off, but...

The smoking addiction is committed!

Hiding in the waiting room, Mei Xuefeng lay on the bench and asked, "Boss, how will we fight next?"