"Haha, Yang Cong, it seems that your side is not good." Seeing the appearance of Class 5, Zhang Anran laughed. He felt a little relieved just now when he saw Yang Cong's aura, but now he is like Class 5, and the score is still 40::10. Even if the Heavenly King comes, it will not be possible to win.

"Tsk, if you can't do it, it won't do it. Just rely on me." Yang Cong said.

It started, and the ball was started by the referee.

"Start." The referee threw the ball into the air, and Zhang Anran jumped suddenly to catch the ball in the air.

On the other hand, Yang Cong was still standing there, looking at Zhang Anran.

Zhang Anran jumped into the air and suddenly found that the basketball was gone. She turned around and saw that Yang Cong was gone.

The group of people felt a gust of wind blowing.

The next second, Yang Cong appeared directly under the basketball box.

The game ended as the referee's whistle fell.

Yang Cong got points by slam dunk.

Zhang Anran was still in a daze. Not only Zhang Anran was alone, but Zhang Anran's team members were also in a daze. Why did it end at once? This is fake.

"I didn't see this game clearly. I'm going to come seriously." Zhang Anran looked at Yang Cong, obviously not believing in Yang Cong's skills just now.

But then Zhang Anran found out that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

In the next few minutes, Yang Cong directly addressed a group of people on Zhang Anran's side alone.

40:20

40:25

40:28

40:30

Zhang Anran looked at Yang Cong. He found that Yang Cong was too powerful. He could easily score three-pointers, slam dunks and other things were commonplace, and he couldn't stop him at all.

When the people from Class 5 saw Yang Cong like this, they suddenly seemed to see hope, and all of them ignited their enthusiasm again.

Under Yang Cong's leadership, he instantly surpassed the score of the class.

It reached 50 points, but compared to Class 1, the 40 points at the end of the first half did not even increase at all.

With the referee's whistle, the basketball game ended.

In the end, Class 5 won.

"Congzi, you are so handsome, especially the slam dunk. If I can have this skill, I don't have to worry about I don't have a girlfriend." After that, Yang Ming hurried to Yang Cong's side and said with envy.

Yang Cong said: "What a pity, you don't have this kind of technology."

"I can't even fantasize or fantasize," Yang Ming said dissatisfied.

"Yang Cong, you are so awesome." Wang Xuening also came over at this time.

Yang Cong waved his hand and said modestly: "Actually nothing."

Yang Ming said in surprise: "This is nothing. Zhang Anran is one of the best basketball masters in the school. You say nothing now."

Yang Cong patted Yang Ming and said, "You didn't hear that I am humble. Do you understand modestness?"

"Yang Cong, I lost."

Yang Cong heard the sound and turned around and found that it was Zhang Anran.

"Let me find some time, I will cash our bet." Zhang Anran said calmly. Although he didn't want to cash out the bet, if he lost, he would lose. There is nothing to say, and his skills are not as good as others.

"Forget it, everyone is all classmates. I look up and see you." Yang Cong waved his hand and said, not wanting to have anything to do with Zhang Anran, Yang Cong, but it was just because Wang Xuening became hostile to him.

After hearing this, Zhang Anran looked at Yang Cong in surprise. He insulted him like that, but now he actually let him go.

"Yang Cong, I admire you very much, but you still have to be careful." Zhang Anran said.

"What, be careful about it." Yang Cong asked.

Zhang Anran said: "Be careful of Zhao Hao, Zhao Hao seems to be looking for someone to take revenge on you, so you can do it yourself."

After saying that, he turned around and left here.

Yang Cong disagreed with what Zhang Anran said, and he didn't care about Zhao Hao at all.

"Thank you Yang Cong." This is Li Chengzhi who walked over.

Yang Cong shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I'm also from Class 5. It's time to make some contributions to the class."

Then Yang Cong turned to Yang Ming and said, "Give me the promised thing to me next time."

Yang Ming was moved by Yang Cong's words at the beginning, but now he found that it was only for his own things...

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Yang Cong and the other two left the basketball court. Because the game was over, there was no need to stay there.

"You guys go first, I suddenly remember that there are still some things." Yang Cong said to Wang Xuening and Yang Ming.

Yang Ming and Wang Xuening nodded and left.

Yang Cong came to a forest of Tianfu University alone.

Because it's still daytime, there are no people, and it will be lively if it's at night.

"Come out, don't hide." Yang Cong was talking to the air as if he was talking to himself.

After a while, Yang Cong saw that no one responded, and said, "It seems that you don't cry until you see the coffin."

Yang Cong turned around and raised his foot and kicked him behind him.

A black figure was kicked several meters away by Yang Cong.

"Ahem, how did you know I'm behind you?" The black figure was kicked to the ground by Yang Cong, and she suffered Yang Cong's kick, spitting blood, and was seriously injured.

The black figure is a man in black clothes, covering his chest and staring at Yang Cong tightly.

Yang Cong stood up with his hands, looked at the man, looked at him with disdain and looked down upon him, and sneered: "You think your advanced secret method is just a child playing with mud in front of me."

"Impossible, I'm a Xuan-level martial art, how could this be possible?" the man shouted: "You must have happened to die."

The man got up from the ground, pulled out a short knife from his waist, and stabbed Yang Cong.

Yang Cong's body slanted and avoided the man's short knife, and then Yang Cong kicked the man in the back.

The man fell to the ground again, spitting blood constantly, looking at Yang Cong and said, "You are a master."

Judging from these two battles, the man himself mainly practices secret methods, so his speed will not be bad.

Judging from the intelligence, Yang Cong should be a second-rate master, but as a second-rate master, he actually has no ability to resist in front of Yang Cong. In this way, Yang Cong is definitely not a second-rate master, but should be first-rate, or even first-rate.

"Tell me, who sent you here?" Yang Cong asked.

The man did not answer Yang Cong’s question, but said toughly: “If you want to kill, you can just take care of it. If you are not as skilled as others, you will not be able to cherish death.”

"Oh? You are very persevering." Yang Cong said: "Did Zhao Hao send you to kill me?"

"You know, you ask me, you..." the man said.

Then Yang Cong turned around and slowly left the forest. Before leaving, he said, "I will let you go today and ask Zhao Hao to find someone who can fight next time."

The man looked at Yang Cong tightly, not knowing what he meant. He was the one who wanted to kill him, but he actually let him go.

ps: The fifth update is presented.
Chapter completed!