All-field Godly Wish System

The commentator said with a trembling voice, "His head is as high as a basket. Director Yang is truly a flat hat!"    

Everyone was shocked to the point that they were numb to Yang Ling's performance.    

Many of the young older sisters cried out until their throats turned hoarse, but they still continued to scream.    

Yang Ling looked at the tall guy on the ground in disbelief. After throwing the ball to the Wind Doll, he smiled and continued the match.    

The next few days, it was basically Yang Ling's own performance competition!    

He made a casual, no-ball run at the end of the attack, pulled out a bit of space to catch the ball and shoot it, and it was the kind of pitch that had no logic at all.    

Who would be able to afford a 100% hit rate for an immortal 10 to 10?    

Furthermore, Yang Ling had a godly passing skill. Once the ball was wrapped, he could always send it to his teammates in the most comfortable way to let them shoot without any pressure.    

With this passing skill, it could be said to be one of the top guard skills.    

If not, then hit three points steadily, if not, then pass the ball to let teammates score, Yang Ling almost became an unsolvable existence on the field!    

His performance on the offensive side was already invincible, but on the defensive side, it was even more so.    

In the first half, the five players opposite him, including the two substitutes, were all taken advantage of by Yang Ling.    

Among them, Ye Chuan was the most miserable, he didn't believe it and wanted to get two points, but no matter if it was a central investment bank, breakthroughs, or a series of gaudy feints, all of them were blown away by Yang Ling's big hat.    

Just Ye Chuan alone contributed 5 caps in the first half. Including the others, Yang Ling gave a total of 13 caps in the first half!    

Every cap was slapped on Gao Shaohao's face. At this moment, his entire face turned the color of pig liver. Looking at his car full of money, his heart was bleeding.    

As the timer ended, the score for the first half was finally fixed: 48: 18.    

That's right, the team that got 48 points was the Nanhu basketball team, while Gao Shaohao's team got 18 points.    

Yang Ling alone scored 30 points in the first half, with 13 caps, 10 rebounds and 7 assists, completely dominating both sides.    

If it weren't for the fact that the teammates had a bit of food and couldn't get a goal on an empty spot, the team would have probably doubles as an assistant long ago.    

With half a game like this, it couldn't even be described as a basketball star anymore. If that was the case, then he was a historical NBA superstar!    

They were only halfway through the match, and the outcome was already decided. The victor of the match had already been decided, the Nanhu basketball team would definitely go out cold today, which allowed the gambling house to make a huge profit.    

Of course, how could someone like Yang Ling not bet?    

It was just a small game, a million yuan, and he had only earned 10 million yuan in pocket money.    

The suspense of victory was not high. The question now was whether Yang Ling could get 100 points, and whether there was still a zero seal for Ye Chuan!    

According to Yang Ling's performance in the first half, anything was possible. The betting table wasn't as exaggerated as it was in the beginning, but it still kept the ratio of 1: 10.    

In the resting room, looking at the plate on the outside, Yang Ling smiled and said to Zhang Wenqi, "Big sister Wenqi, let's play a little. Let's each get a million yuan."    

When everyone heard this, their mouths gaped open. One million was the highest bet, right?    

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