It was impossible for Luo Qing to hide this kind of thing that would make him proud.
Immediately, some of his own people went to the side to watch the show.
Similarly, everyone knew about it, but Luo Qing's explanation was very appropriate.
It was a friendly match between the basketball club and the football club to improve their relationship. The transfer of two hundred thousand was a private matter and had nothing to do with the match.
But in fact, everyone knew that this was a disguised bet. It was just a half-free. As long as the football club sent out five people and could score four goals, it would be fine.
It was a blatant humiliation: You can't possibly not score four goals, right? This two hundred thousand was for you.
Gradually, Wang Xiong also came to his senses. The point was not whether he could lead the team to score four baskets, but how many points would they be beaten by Luo Qing …
They would definitely get the money, but it was too uncomfortable to take the money.
"F * ck, this old fox!" Wang Xiong was furious.
But there was no other way. He had already agreed, and Luo Qing's words were reasonable. He did not know why, but this matter became his fault and Luo Qing was helping him.
Mo Qiong sighed. There was no other way. Who asked Wang Xiong to show off everywhere?
They only wanted money, but Wang Xiong did not want to share the money. He only wanted to humiliate Luo Qing, but he ended up humiliating himself.
There was no other way. Let's go.
Just as everyone stood up and walked towards the basketball court, Luo Qing suddenly saw Mo Qiong at the end of the crowd.
"Eh? Classmate, you're here too. Come along. Do you want to play? It doesn't matter if you don't know how to play. Anyway, it's a football club … Right, the previous invitation still counts. Seriously, can you join my basketball club? "Luo Qing greeted Mo Qiong, patted his shoulder and smiled.
These words were said to continue humiliating Wang Xiong.
On one hand, to express that he did not need to use the elites of the basketball club. Any passerby would be enough.
On the other hand, Luo Qing always believed in his own vision. He felt that Mo Qiong must be good at basketball and wanted to rope him into the basketball club.
But this was a case of being too smart for his own good. Obviously, he had not found out which club Mo Qiong was from. There were many people from other clubs around. Seeing Mo Qiong outside the crowd, they thought he was just passing by to watch the show.
In the end, not only did Wang Xiong and the other members of the football club not feel humiliated, but they looked at Luo Qing in shock.
Wang Xiong roared, "What are you doing? He's from our team, and he's going to play in a while. What's the meaning of dragging him to your team? Then who's going up? "
"What?" Luo Qing was stunned.
Mo Qiong did not know whether to laugh or cry. Han Dang knew the whole story and immediately told him about how Luo Qing invited Mo Qiong to join the basketball club.
Wang Xiong laughed out loud when he heard that. "Hahaha, Luo Qing, you're really good. Magic Ball is the mainstay of our school team, the starting goalkeeper. This afternoon, it was his bravery that allowed him to score 4: 0 in the sports school. He even made three passes with one shot. The money you paid for these four balls was earned by him. "
Obviously, even though he had boasted about himself before, Wang Xiong still knew in his heart that it was Mo Qiong who had turned the tide. At this moment, he didn't want to take credit for himself, and instead, he told the real 'culprit' of Luo Qing's loss.
Luo Qing's face turned green. "You … Why are you in the football club?"
Mo Qiong nodded and said, "It has always been so."
"F * ck …" Luo Qing was speechless.
What was he doing? He tried to rope in Wang Xiong's team members in front of him. Wasn't this asking for humiliation?
How would he know that Mo Qiong, a football player, was so good at his hands?
His throwing was so accurate, and he was so tall, how did he end up playing football? It was simply heartbreaking.
"How did you end up in the football team?" Luo Qing knew that there was no way to rope in Mo Qiong.
He thought that it was okay to lose face, he could just fight for it later on the field.
Wang Xiong, on the other hand, decided to let Mo Qiong play center after Luo Qing's performance.
After all, even Luo Qing felt that Mo Qiong was suitable to join the basketball club.
"This, I don't know how to play basketball." Mo Qiong said.
"Magic Ball, I know you don't know how to play basketball, but this concerns our team's reputation. You're so tall, and you can even guard such a big goal. You can definitely do it in such a small basket." Wang Xiong said.
Mo Qiong was speechless. What was he saying? Did he expect him to score 0 on the basketball court?
Actually, Wang Xiong was led by the nose and agreed to play basketball. This was none of his business.
This was because everyone knew that Mo Qiong had never played basketball before. He learned how to play football on the spot, and he was playing the goalkeeper position.
Generally speaking, if there were five people in the football club to play basketball, it would never be his turn.
But now, he had no choice but to go on stage.
"Fine, I'll help if I can."
…
They played for forty-eight minutes without overtime.
If it was really half free, there was no need to play full time. Playing a small section for twelve minutes would be enough.
But Luo Qing chose to play full time. Obviously, he was determined to ride on their faces and earn points.
However, since he was already on the field, Mo Qiong would not let that happen.
He could shoot wherever he wanted on the football field, and it was the same on the basketball court.
As long as he wanted, he should be the one to earn 100 points.
However, it was not necessary. Just based on the money, he only needed to score four points.
If he wanted to help Wang Xiong, what he really needed to do was … to score 0 on the opponent.
"Pay attention to the tall guy, called Magic Ball. Although he doesn't know how to play, his shooting must be very accurate … Xiao Liu, go and guard him. Don't let him shoot too comfortably. " Luo Qing still valued Mo Qiong. He had to win against Wang Xiong. He did not want Mo Qiong to become a variable.
However, his wish was destined to fail.
"Shua!"
An empty three-pointer was thrown directly from his own half into the opposite basket.
“nice！”
"That's one goal!"
"I knew it. With your throwing ability, this is a piece of cake!" Han Dang did not play. He did not know how to play basketball. At this moment, he was cheering on the sidelines.
Everyone in the football club knew that Mo Qiong was very accurate in throwing. His archery was even more accurate. In the past, when he played darts and shot at targets, he would score full points to crush them.
A five-meter target was not a problem for Mo Qiong in the past, let alone now.
This super long distance shot immediately made his teammates excited.
"Xiao Liu, what's wrong with you?" Luo Qing was shocked.
Xiao Liu, who was staring at Mo Qiong, hurriedly said, "I didn't expect … Who knew he would shoot from so far away."
"Don't let him shoot too comfortably!" Luo Qing said and immediately asked another person to help defend.
Against Wang Xiong and the others, they really crushed them. Wang Xiong and the others could not even touch the ball. One of the members rushed to the basket like lightning and wanted to shoot.
However, Mo Qiong was standing under the basket. He reached out and poked the ball in the opponent's hand.
"Zeng!" A dazzling grab. That person's ball was directly snatched by Mo Qiong.
"Damn, he has so much strength!" That person was shocked.
Mo Qiong quickly passed the ball to Wang Xiong. Unfortunately, Wang Xiong's dribbling was not much better than him. It was instantly snatched by someone.
Luo Qing was like him. He made a big move in front of Wang Xiong and snatched the ball away.
The degree of ease was comparable to Mo Qiong. It was like taking something out of his pocket.
However, Mo Qiong could do this because he was too strong. Luo Qing could do this because Wang Xiong was too weak.
"Get out of my way!" Luo Qing confidently rushed up. His physical fitness was not inferior to Mo Qiong. He wanted to squeeze Mo Qiong and slam dunk.
Unfortunately, he did not know what Mo Qiong's' strength 'was.
"Bang!" A powerful block. Luo Qing and the ball were directly knocked down by Mo Qiong with one hand.
Luo Qing fell to the ground. He was completely stunned.
He could feel that he was completely defeated in physical combat. When Mo Qiong squeezed him, he unconsciously fell back and fell to the ground.
In front of Mo Qiong, he was like a little chick that was knocked down.
"You …" Luo Qing looked at Mo Qiong in shock.
Mo Qiong pulled him up and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't break the rules, right?"
"No …" Luo Qing said seriously.
"That's good." Mo Qiong smiled at him.
It was easy for people to lose their balance in the air. Although Luo Qing charged and jumped for a slam dunk, Mo Qiong's strength was not weak. He squeezed his body and pressed his hand.
As long as Luo Qing was slightly away from Mo Qiong's body, it would be judged as shooting out. Even if it was only a slight change in position in the air.
This force would continue to maintain and push Luo Qing away until he hit the floor.
It was like falling down 18 times.
Fortunately, Mo Qiong had always kept in mind to control his ability and focus.
Otherwise, he would not be thinking about the floor in front of him, but the moon.
Then it would be over. Luo Qing would be running to the moon now …
It was like a punch that could send someone to Java, and a kick that could send someone to Earth.
Of course, this was limited to what he could affect. His strength still limited what he could do.
For example, if a hundred-ton boulder fell from the sky, Mo Qiong would not be able to move it no matter how hard he pushed it.
Because with his strength, it was impossible for him to spread it all over the boulder. With such a big and heavy boulder falling, he could only spread his strength to about ten centimeters. He would only be able to send a few dozen kilograms of it flying.
The electromagnetic force might only be able to spread a millionth of it before it was completely weakened. Mo Qiong would have been smashed into meat paste.
However, when facing someone with the same physical fitness as him, Mo Qiong's ability could allow him to display overwhelming strength.
In Luo Qing's eyes, Mo Qiong was like a great wall that stood under the basket.
"Bang!"
"Pa!"
Again and again, Luo Qing used all his skills, but he was still easily covered by Mo Qiong's palm. Sometimes, he would lose his balance before he could even jump. Sometimes, he would even slide two meters on the ground.
Luo Qing attacked repeatedly, but he could not break through Mo Qiong's terrifying defense.
Even when he tried to shoot, Mo Qiong would confiscate it.
He shot a three-pointer in mid-air, but it was intercepted by Mo Qiong with a leap.
"Boom!" The basketball was forcefully smashed down by Mo Qiong, and it landed on the floor with a loud bang.
"F * ck …" The basketball club members looked at him blankly. This block was too incomprehensible.
Then, Mo Qiong bent down and scooped up the ball with one arm.
The ball flew across the court and landed in the opposite basket.
"Hua!" It was another incomprehensible three-pointer.
"Is this a f * cking football club?"
"His physical fitness is like a magical beast!"
"They are actually in the lead … No, we must score!"
Luo Qing was a little anxious. He wiped his sweat and stared at Mo Qiong.
He had to break through Mo Qiong's defense. He did not believe that Mo Qiong did not have any weaknesses.
Zero? Impossible. There was no such thing as a zero on the basketball court, unless it was a professional player beating up a kid.
"He doesn't know how to dribble. Pass and coordinate more. Don't face him head-on." Luo Qing could quickly find Mo Qiong's weakness.
Without a doubt, there were a few times when Mo Qiong should have dribbled the ball to attack the opposite team, but he did not move.
Because Mo Qiong did not know how to dribble.
Using his ability to assist? That could work. For example, if the ball was placed in the palm of his hand, then every time he smacked the ball, the ball would definitely return to the palm of his hand and be smacked down again.
However, Mo Qiong did not do that because it would be too easy to give himself away.
If he did not control it well, it was very likely that … the ball would not touch the ground!
What did it mean when the ball landed halfway and returned to the palm of his hand? Was he playing with a yo-yo?
He could not guarantee that this would not happen to him. If he really dribbled the ball without touching the ground, then everyone would be able to tell that something was wrong.
His shooting could be explained because he was known as the god of shooting in the faculty. His strength was also acceptable because he was 1.89 meters tall. Most people looked up to him, and his strength was also much greater than the average person.
At this moment, every time he jumped high on the court, he would be able to smack the ball down and shoot. Every time he reached out to grab the ball, he would be able to steal it.
Even if it was a pass, as long as the ball passed by him, then it would be snatched by him halfway.
His posture … made him look like a goalkeeper.
Yes, he would often make some diving poses, pouncing the ball on the ground or hitting it away.
He wanted to make himself look like a goalkeeper. Relying on his terrifying physical fitness and goalkeeping skills, he took down all the members of the basketball club.
This was the truth that the onlookers saw.
"We were defeated by a goalkeeper …"
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