There was an unprecedented amount of trash talk.

"Fake!"

"You're as annoying as a skunk!"

"I must cum on your face!"

With that said, Russell started dribbling wildly.

Look for opportunities to take action.

Zheng Long is on guard and guard to the death!

When 24 seconds came, Russell suddenly took action!

It's not a shot, it's a pass!

Throwing the basketball to the basket!

Randall's alley-oop dunk!

Bang!!!

2 points left!

"see it?"

"This is playing with your brain!"

This alley-oop made Russell roar with excitement!

The previous haze seems to be gone!

Zheng Long turned around to receive the serve with an expressionless face.

With confidence, Russell started pressing in the backcourt.

Zheng Long passed the ball.

This aroused Russell's excitement even more.

"You're scared!"

"You're afraid I'm going to stop your dribbling!"

Then!

Zheng Long suddenly accelerated and passed by Russell.

at the same time!

The basketball was thrown into the air by Ingram.

Zheng Long, who rushed into the penalty area, jumped high!

Hold the moon in the sky!

Smashed the basketball into the basket!

It’s also an alley-oop dunk!

Or do it yourself!

Return color!

"You do have a brain, but not much!"

With a smile on his face, Zheng Long came to Russell who was receiving the serve.

Russell gritted his teeth.

In the past, Russell had Zheng Long in his mind.

More of awe.

But at this time.

He really wanted to win the game.

Then he spat trash talk in front of Zheng Longde.

This training match has finally come to an end.

Time left for the last attack round.

The starting team leads by 1 point.

Offensive opportunities for the substitute team.

Russell leads the entire defense! His eyes are fixed on Zheng Long!

now.

It's obviously just a training match.

But it feels like the last moments of a crucial game.

No one wants to lose!

Zheng Long received a pass from his teammate at the top of the arc.

Strike a triple threat pose.

Drop ball.

Suddenly, his step accelerated, and the ball protector caught Russell firmly.

Russell could only be pushed back by Zheng Long.

middle distance position.

Zheng Long suddenly retreated!

Jump shot!

The basketball slipped through Russell's fingertips.

Draw an arc.

Fell into the net!

Beep--

The whistle sounded at the end of the training match.

The starting team players looked at the scoreboard in despair.

The score was overtaken!

Zheng Long completed the kill!

The players from the substitute team cheered!

The most unacceptable thing for the players in the starting team is...

I have tried my best.

He was defeated by Zheng Long with four substitutes!

"Come all over."

"Tell me, what do you think about this result?"

Walton looked at the players on the starting team.

Everyone bowed their heads and remained silent.

This feeling of trying your best but losing the game.

It's so uncomfortable.

"Coach, this is not fair. We were already 9 points behind when the game started."

It was Randall who took the initiative again.

"Really? You mean that the game before the game started was not played by yourself?"

"I know, it must not be you."

"Maybe it's your cousin who looks a lot like you?"

Wharton responded to Randall with a sneer.

"If you keep treating training matches like you just did."

"Maybe before the fight starts, the opponent is not in the lead!"

"Your attitude determines the outcome."

These words left the players in the starting team even more speechless.

Then.

Wharton returned to smiling.
To be continued...