In 3v3, the two guys who were teaming up with Wan Xiao had already received the instruction from Wang Chao. Whenever they got the ball, they would immediately pass the ball to Wan Xiao no matter where the ball was. The other three guys did even more excessively, only recognize the ball but not the person. As long as the ball fell into Wan Xiao's hands, the three people would rush over like crazy.

These guys are all mixed up by Li Tie's hands. The ball skills are not very good, but the strength lies in the strong physique, and the sound of the airflow being torn apart can be heard vaguely during the collision. The three tower-like bodies are like trains after speeding up, rushing wildly on the court. Wan Xiao, who is not tall and looks thin, can withstand such a beast-like collision?

In just one minute, Wan Xiao had been hit and flew out three times. After each fall, he got up and didn't have time to stand firm, but the basketball drew a perfect arc and flew into his arms. Then, three iron towers rushed over with the sound of the wind.

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It's strange that Wan Xiao seemed to have understood Wu Pu's intention. Every time he was knocked down, he would quickly get up and then face the next collision.

So later, the three iron towers that rushed over slowly became late. After receiving Wang Chao's instructions, they were just right every time they collided and would not hit Wan Xiao's vital points. But even so, they were knocked to the ground again and again, and the pain of flesh and blood was unspeakable.

After nearly twenty collisions, Wan Xiao got up slower and slower, but he was still holding on.

Bang!

A big man rushed over before the basketball flew to Wan Xiao. His speed was obviously much slower than before, but he still hit Wan Xiao without any hesitation. After a dull sound, Wan Xiao took two steps back again, and then sat on the ground.

Everyone on and off the court was a little confused. After being hit this time, Wan Xiao did not get up immediately. The moment he was pressed against the ground, he looked blankly at the strong man who knocked him down, then closed his eyes slightly and slowly lay down behind.

"Wan Xiao--" Hao Ying's heart was about to drip. Wan Xiao was knocked down once, but her heart hurt once. Until Wan Xiao fell to the ground, she finally couldn't help but feel cruel torture and ran towards the field with a scream.

"Stop her--" A cold voice came, and several men like giant towers on the field looked at each other in surprise. Even Wang Chao, who was standing on the sidelines, looked at Wu Pu who was speaking in shock.

Only Jian Jue stared calmly ahead. When he heard Wu Pu's words, he did not hesitate at all. He stepped forward and captured Hao Ying running towards Wan Xiao in one move.

Let Hao Ying cry so hard and scream terriblely. Jian Jue's big hands were like cold iron pliers, tightly clamping her arms and dragging her out of the field.

Wu Pu took off his shirt on the spot, and while wearing the jersey, he said to Liu Ziwei, who was stunned, "I'm optimistic about Hao Ying."

"You all go down!" When we walked into the venue, Wu Pu waved to the five strong men, picked up the basketball and slapped the shocking sound of the sky in front of Wan Xiao.

"The person who caught Hao Ying is mine. One day in the future, if the person who caught her like this was a person with ulterior motives, what could you use to protect her? Could it be that it is like lying on the ground like now that I am now to show my pitifulness to win sympathy?"

Wu Pu slapped the basketball rhythmically. Every time the ball fell to the ground, a slight dust would shake. His voice was as cold as a knife, shuttled through the muffled sound of the basketball kissing the floor, shaking Wanxiao's ears.

"If you don't want her to be wronged, just stand up. Stand up like a man. Stand up your chest, even if it's bleeding and broken bones, use your blood to block the danger for her. Even if the final outcome is tragic, but if you do it, even if you feel wronged, she will be relieved to fall in love with a bloody man..."

The dust that was shaking from the basketball was floating in gray, and a wisp of dust tightly guarded Wan Xiao's closed eyes, as if mocking the pair of eyelids who dared not face reality.

Suddenly, a sharp breeze swept out from the pair of eyelids, tearing open a crack of dust. A pair of pupils filled with blood shadows suddenly flashed through the cracks, staring at the jumping basketball with hatred.

"Come on, stand up and burst out all the anger in your chest. Let your blood ring in this court, let the ball shivering, and all your enemies shivering..."

"Ah——" A thunder erupted from the lips that were decorated with a few small acne. Wan Xiao's hands and feet seemed to suddenly have a balloon filled with air, with blue veins exposed, and a thick aura flowed out.

He slowly got up.

A very obvious smile floated across Wu Pu's mouth, throwing the basketball over, he slowly bent down, his eyes as lightning, staring at Wan Xiao.

"ah--"

Wan Xiao roared again and suddenly rushed over like crazy in his arms with the basketball in his arms.

Inspiring a person's confidence is not something that can be effective in one or two days. Wu Pu brought Wan Xiao to the stadium and brought him to a battlefield where the body collided most directly. He did not intend to restore his confidence once or twice and stimulate the blood in his chest.

Wu Pu just wanted to use this barbaric collision to be the first to arouse Wan Xiao's physical anger, let him vent, and then find the point of venting his anger.

As for truly restoring self-confidence, it is not something that can be done by physical venting. A strong man may have a deep fear when facing a teenage child. Therefore, fear has nothing to do with strength, it comes from the outside world and comes from the heart.

For Wanxiao, his fear comes from the gap in his family background and the fear of power. Therefore, the vent of power is just a kind of superficial catharsis. His inner fear and inferiority complex did not dissipate, but just hid it briefly.

However, if it fails to arouse the anger in the body's functions, Wan Xiao will not find the ability he can rely on, let alone overcome the inferiority and fear in his heart.

Wu Pu wanted to stimulate Wan Xiao's physical anger through repeated collisions and repeated falls, and then talk about other things.

And now it seems that he did it.

When Wan Xiao rushed over with the ball regardless, his physical anger had been aroused.

So Wu Pu did not dodge, but instead stole a horse stance and let Wan Xiao collide with him firmly.

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After coming out of the gymnasium, the group still did not wake up from Wan Xiao's last crazy collision.

Several strong men later arrived on the field, but each of them was knocked over by Wan Xiao. Now they still felt a vague pain. Looking at the thin boy with acne on his face, their eyes were filled with admiration.

Hao Ying stopped crying. She supported Wan Xiao, and Shui Lingling's eyes were filled with emotion.

Liu Ziwei followed Wu Pu closely, and the eyes were full of emotion when she looked over. However, the feelings were also a little confused. She couldn't figure out why this young man who grew up with her since childhood changed suddenly, and a momentum of looking down on everything was slowly emerging from his body.

Wei Zi was a little worried. Will this boy always belong to him?
Chapter completed!