Updated: 2012-11-18

beep!

A whistle sounds

The whole game is over.

The score on the field is 85 to 86.

The ultimate kill!

A final kill at a critical moment!

Relying on Tang Tianyou's last-minute dunk, Class 6 of Wen defeated Class 1, and Class 6 of Wen became the final winner of the game.

"Win, win, our class actually won!" At this time, the students from Class 6 of Wen recovered from the shock just now, burst into shocking cheers, and surrounded the five people in the competition.

"I didn't expect that we could defeat the strongest basketball class in high school. Am I dreaming? Are I really dreaming?!"

"No, it was Tang Tianyou who defeated Lishi."

"One person can defeat a team, it's simply a monster!"

"Mad, I have never seen someone about 1.6 meters tall who can dunk. This guy is so perverted! He wants to go against the will of heaven!"

"I was incredible. I didn't expect that the basketball skills of "Zhuacaiyou" were so powerful. He was simply a genius among geniuses and a fighter among tractors!"

"Mvp!" A classmate suddenly shouted.

Suddenly, the crowd seemed to be motivated and went crazy. Obviously, they were deeply impressed by the game just now, and shouted:

“Mvp!”

“Mvp!”

“Mvp!”

………

Tang Tianyou was surrounded by everyone like stars arching the moon, while Li Shiyin stood quietly outside the crowd, looking at him with bright eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Unlike the cheerful atmosphere of Class 6 of Wen, Class 1 of Li was filled with sorrow. The players all lowered their heads and silently stood by drinking water. Before the game, none of them would have thought that their class would lose, so they were greatly impacted in their hearts.

Especially Mo Shaodong sitting beside him, he was already ashamed because he really couldn't imagine the scene of his loss. He murmured: "Lost? I lost? I actually lost to a short man? How is this possible? How can I lose? I am a genius! How can a genius lose?!"

This situation made the teammates on the side worried, afraid that something would happen to him, but they did not dare to comfort him. After all, Zhao Dazhong was already a lesson in the past, and he was scolded instead, so they would not make such stupid moves of asking for trouble.

Just as Tang Tianyou and the others were about to leave, Mo Shaodong suddenly stood up and shouted madly at Class 6 of Wen: "You all stop for me!"

Tang Tianyou and the others stopped immediately, turned around, and looked at Mo Shaodong who was shouting madly. He saw his hair disheveled, his face was rewarded, and his eyes showed a hint of madness. He was no longer as handsome as before the game, and he was like a living stray dog!

"Mo Shaodong, what do you want to do?" Li Shiyin felt something was wrong when she saw this situation. Mo Shaodong is not a good person, nothing will happen.

Mo Shaodong ignored Li Shiyin, stared at Tang Tianyou with his eyes tightly, and said in a low voice: "Who are you? Why did you appear in Class 6 of Wen?!"

He was really strange. Why didn’t he know about such a person with such a good basketball skill? Logically speaking, the reputation of such a person should have been resounding throughout the school and should not be unknown.

He even had a little doubt that Class 6 of Wen found a powerful foreign aid outside the school in order to deal with their class. Otherwise, he hadn't heard of the boy's name before?

"Why? I dare not say your real name. Are you afraid that I will take revenge on you?" Mo Shaodong couldn't help but speak sarcastically when he saw Tang Tianyou not speaking for a long time.

Tang Tianyou sneered and said disdainfully: "It's up to you?!" Then he looked at him with contemptuous eyes and continued: "You are just my defeated general, how can you be brave?!"

"What?!"

Mo Shaodong seemed to be poked into the pain, and he got crazy, his anger was overwhelmed, and his nose kept spewing out of heat, just like a crazy Spanish bullfight.

"You are looking for death!!!" Mo Shaodong rushed to Tang Tianyou with a quick step, raised his fist, and wanted to smash Tang Tianyou's face hard.

"No!" Li Shiyin was shocked and exclaimed loudly.

The others did not expect this to happen, and they had no time to stop it. They were so shocked that Tang Tianyou was about to splatter blood on the spot.

However, Tang Tianyou was not nervous at all, and just looked at the fist that Mo Shaodong was bombarding. After all, no one could easily kill more than a dozen gangsters, and there would be no tension in the face of such a pediatric scene.

In Tang Tianyou's current behavior of being blinded by anger is purely a kind of brainless and seeking death.

Seeing Tang Tianyou's contemptuous eyes, Mo Shaodong became even more angry. Although I am not your opponent when playing basketball, when it comes to fighting, you will be no match for ten of you! Even if you are a three-inch Ding, you dare to despise me!

"Go to die!" Mo Shaodong shouted, his fist tighter, his veins swelled up, and a powerful force whistled! If Tang Tianyou was really hit by this level of fist, the bridge of his nose would probably be discounted!

However, Tang Tianyou didn't care at all. The expression on his face was as calm as water, as if an adult was watching the child making a fuss.

Tang Tianyou moved casually, as if he had practiced this movement hundreds of times. A small side step avoided his attack. With a light tweak on his right foot, Mo Shaodong suddenly lost his center of gravity.

His left hand immediately grabbed the other person's wrist in the opposite direction, quickly cut in, pressed Mo Shaodong's waist with his hips, pulled him towards him, using himself as the fulcrum.

Then with a slight force, Mo Shaodong was thrown out from behind by Tang Tianyou like paper scraps, and hit the hard cement floor hard, making a loud "bang", and suddenly, countless dust splashed on the ground.

Standard overshoulder fall!

A more standard action than a textbook!

A kung fu performance that is more exaggerated than movie stunts!

Everyone was stunned, their mouths were so wide that they could stuff a duck egg into them. The whole audience was silent. It was probably nothing more surprising than a 1.58-meter-old man who killed a 1.85-meter-old man. It was as incredible as defeating the cannon with a millet and a rifle!

Mo Shaodong lay on the ground in pain and moaned, his face twisted in pain, his eyes showed unwillingness and resentment. He supported his body with his hands, trying to struggle desperately to get up, but after working hard for a while, his whole body still couldn't move.

"Bastard, why, why can't I move all over?! Who are you?! Who are you?!" Mo Shaodong lay weakly on the ground, roaring at Tang Tianyou, and a strong sense of frustration arose, as if countless evil ghosts were devouring his heart.

Under the afterglow of the sunset, the entire stadium was dyed golden. Tang Tianyou, who was bathed in the sun, heard this, turned his back to Mo Shaodong and said lightly:

"Who am I? I'm just a 'bad boy'."

After saying that, he walked straight out of the court without caring about the classmates who were stunned.

Under the setting sun, his back was dragged very long, extremely long. At this moment, his short body looked unexpectedly tall, as if it was like a mountain lying across everyone's hearts.

Seeing this scene, Li Shiyin seemed to be tugged hard inside and murmured: "Strange, why do I think this guy is starting to be a little handsome?"

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