Silence!
The entire basketball court, filled with numerous people, was eerily silent, everyone standing still.
Shock had rendered their expressions completely blank.
As the saying goes, things come in threes. Qin Hao scored three consecutive three-pointers, and all were net shots.
This undoubtedly proved a certain result.
He's truly a godlike shooter!
"Oh my god! Is this guy even human? Curry isn't even this impressive, is he?"
Zhou Jing touched his chest, his face full of astonishment.
A basketball pro next to him said: "Curry might not even be this amazing. I've seen his one-on-one videos with Durant, and he didn't score continuously then."
"Damn!"
A teammate exclaimed excitedly: "Doesn't this mean this guy is even more accurate than Curry? Unbelievable?"
"Could he be from the national team?"
"Are you stupid? The national team isn't at this level! This is practically NBA sharpshooter level."
