Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

Zhao Gang looked at Chen Mo and filled with outrage: "Chen Mo, it's good if you come, change your clothes and play, let those despicable guys from Class 5 look good today!"

Chen Mo said lightly: "You don't need to change clothes, let's just start, how far behind the score?"

Zhao Gang glanced at the scoreboard and said indignantly: "Huh, now we are ten points behind them. If they hadn't hurt Wang Hao's hand with a small trick, we would have been ahead by a big score."

"It's okay, it's okay to chase it back." Chen Mo said lightly.

Around the basketball court, there are many men and women, including Chen Mo's class, five classes, and other classes.

Among them, Chen Mo saw several familiar figures, such as An Keyue and Zheng Yuanhao.

No wonder Zhao Gang personally called Chen Mo for help. It would be embarrassing if he loses in full view.

Zhao Gang glanced at Chen Mo and asked with some worry: "Not changing your clothes will affect your performance. Are you sure it's okay?"

Chen Mo smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I have a sense of measure."

Zhao Gang stopped speaking, and based on Chen Mo's strength in the past, he was blindly convinced of Chen Mo.

"Chen Mo, you haven't played basketball for a while, and your skills won't be wasteful, right?" a thin and tall boy asked Chen Mo with a smile.

This boy is called Chen Ming, and he has a better relationship with Chen Mo.

Chen Mo smiled mysteriously: "You'll know if it's abandoned for a while."

"Haha, I'm looking forward to it." Another boy smiled heartily. This boy is also one of Chen Mo's friends, Wang Dong, and Chen Mo and their previous life belonged to the same team. They were iron buddies.

On the opposite field, a few boys in red uniforms from Class 5 gathered next to a handsome and tall boy. Obviously, this boy was the soul of Class 5.

"Small flowers, there is a helper from Class 6, I don't know how the technique is?" A boy with a partial head glanced at Chen Mo and said gloomily.

"Huh, among those in Class 6, only Wang Hao is from the varsity team. He can no longer play, and the rest are not to be feared." Another flat-headed boy sneered.

"Yes, I have played a few games with this kid before. The technique is not good, and he is quite pretentious. It's just a rubbish." The dark-faced boy looked at Chen Mo with a little contempt.

In the end, the handsome tall boy who was called the flower little boy said with a serious face: "I have played three quarters, and the last quarter of the four quarters is left. No matter how the kid’s skills are, we will focus on defense in this quarter. Foul tactics can be used as a last resort, and they can't catch up with a huge gap anyway."

"Well, it's better to spend less."

Several people flattered Hua Shao.

Hua Shao glanced at the few girls in the audience, they were all very beautiful, and An Xiaohua was among them.

"An Xiaohua is also watching the game. In any case, we can't lose to Class 6, come on!" Hua Shao said confidently.

"Hey, that is, look at those girls who look at Hua Shao's eyes straight!"

"Haha, it's a pity that Murong's school flower did not come. By the way, there are few flowers, is your relationship with Murong's school flower confirmed?"

Thinking of Murong Yan'er's glamorous face, Hua Shao's eyes were hot, but it was a pity that Murong Yan'er tactfully refused no matter how he pursued it, which made him very depressed.

Hua Shao sneered: "Sooner or later, I will take her down. Let's go, let's teach the wastes in Class 6 a lesson. Let them give up the venue when they meet in the future."

"OK!"

In the audience, An Keyue quietly stared at Chen Mo standing on the basketball court. Chen Mo was dressed in black sportswear, which contrasted with Zhao Gang and the others in white basketball uniforms.

"He still likes to be pushy, he doesn't even change his clothes and just plays. It seems chic and unique, but he is actually stupid."

In An Keyue's heart, she couldn't help but want to belittle Chen Mo, even she herself couldn't tell why. Perhaps only by belittle Chen Mo can she feel that it is nothing to be left out by Chen Mo. In this way, An Ke Yue will feel better in her heart.

On the side, Zheng Yuanhao noticed that An Keyue’s eyes had been staring at Chen Mo. He felt a little embarrassed and sneered: “There is still the last quarter of the game. The two teams are ten points behind. Even if Wang Hao is not injured, it may not be possible. Chase it. Does he think he is a player from the professional league? Trying to turn the tide? Huh, I can't help it!"

Next to him, a classmate laughed and said, "Brother Hao is right. He just likes to show the limelight. We will wait to see him being severely taught by Class 5!"

On the other side of the audience, squad leader Zheng Xiuli looked at Chen Mo coldly, and the hatred in her eyes was deeper than before.

"Chen Mo, you have to lose, it's better to be killed by a basketball, just to dispel my heart!"

On the court, with the referee's order, the last quarter of the game began.

In the audience, the girls from Class 5 shouted, cheering for Hua Shao.

On the other hand, in Class 6, only a few people who were close to Chen Mo clapped and shouted, with Zheng Yuanhao and Zheng Xiuli pressing down, and no one dared to cheer on Chen Mo and the others.

This time it was Zhao Gang who got the ball.

Chen Mo shouted at Zhao Gang: "Give me the ball."

Zhao Gang was shocked, Chen Mo was playing the small forward position, and Chen Ming was the point guard. Why did Chen Mo want the ball?

The others were also dumbfounded, but out of absolute trust in Chen Mo, Zhao Gang still passed the ball directly to Chen Mo.

As a result, an incredible scene appeared.

Zhao Gang quickly ran to the opponent's half and stood ready to attack, but Chen Mo was still standing still, smiling, not knowing what to do.

"Chen Mo, pass the ball!" Zhao Gang shouted.

In the audience, An Keyue and Zheng Yuanhao frowned, looked at Chen Mo in confusion, and couldn't understand what Chen Mo wanted to do.

The defensive members of Class 5 also looked at Chen Mo in wonder, not understanding what he was going to do.

Suddenly, Chen Mo held up the basketball in one hand, stood under his half-court basket, and aimed at the opponent's basket.

"What is he doing?" Zhao Gang looked at Chen Mo in horror.

The rest of the players were also dumbfounded.

Several members of Class 5 were also dull.

In the audience, a male student said blankly: "Is he going to throw a ball?"

"How is it possible! At such a distance, does he think he is Jordan's rebirth? Even Jordan can't throw it in!"

Anyone with a little bit of basketball knowledge knows that a fool can throw a ball at such a long distance.

Even the referee was confused by Chen Mo's actions.

On the court, Chen Mo gently moved the basketball with five fingers, and the basketball drew a perfect parabola in the air.

"Damn, he really shoots!"

"Nima, this kid's head is broken!"

"If this goal can be scored, I will live it live!"

Zhao Gang yelled anxiously: "Chen Mo, what are you doing? Be serious!" He regretted calling Chen Mo to help. Isn't this a mess?

In the audience, the class 5 students burst into laughter, mocking Chen Mo for not knowing how to play basketball.

A smile appeared on Zheng Xiuli's face. The more shocks Chen Mo received, the happier she was.

Several members of Class 5 sneered, and at the same time a thought came up in their hearts: "Is this kid stupid?"

Hua Shao calmly commanded: "Ready to grab a rebound!"

Everyone's eyes moved slowly with the basketball across the air. On the field, the players on both sides are ready to grab the fence.

However, the basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air and entered the basket without error.

brush!

The goal is scored!