After all, this is a high-level basketball league, and the level of players is uneven, and the quality of physical fitness plays an extremely key role.

Zhu Ming is only 1.68 meters and has a small stature, so it is normal for him to be robbed by a fierce man like Chen Jianguo. However, this is very abnormal for the second (first) class of high school.

This means that the rhythm of the second (first) class of high school has been completely disrupted.

Chen Jiannan made a successful steal, which caught the whole team of the sophomore (first) class off guard, and the players who had already attacked the opponent's position had no time to withdraw, and Zhu Ming couldn't prevent Chen Jiannan at all.

In front of everyone's eyes, Chen Jianguo easily scored on the top of Zhu Ming's head, and it was useless to even foul.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the sophomore (first) class served again.

This time, Geng Tao took the initiative to stay in the backcourt to answer, and the others ran to the frontcourt, hoping to win this goal.

Zhu Ming served to Geng Tao, and as soon as Geng Tao held the ball, Chen Jiannan pounced viciously.

The bodies of the two collided violently together, and the collision was very ferocious, but it was just stuck at the critical point of the foul, and it could be judged or not.

The referee did not blow the whistle, Geng Tao grinned and dribbled the ball past the midfield with all his might.

The opponent is marking and defending, and every teammate has to defend tightly, especially He Jin, who was even attacked by Jiang Xiang and Chen Guanfeng, and couldn't catch the ball at all.

Chen Jiannan in the back bit hard and kept putting pressure on Geng Tao.

His physical fitness is too good, the intention of breaking the ball is obvious, even if he is thrown off, he will instantly accelerate to catch up.

In contrast, Geng Tao could not take advantage of any strength and speed, but the space for dribbling was repeatedly compressed, and he became more and more passive.

Geng Tao had no choice but to reluctantly shoot and pass the ball to another shooter in the team, Wu Song.

Compared with Geng Tao and He Jin, Wu Song is a player with no sense of existence, he basically belongs to the Buddhist shooter, and he shoots when the ball comes, regardless of whether he has it or not.

Especially in the face of a pressing defense, Wu Song is even less confrontational.

The moment he received the ball, Wu Song, in order not to make contact with Wu Siyuan, who was defending him, directly raised his hand and shot, throwing the basketball to the basket.

Everyone saw it clearly, he didn't even aim, if this kind of ball goes in, there will be a ghost!

The basketball was thrown high and hit the rebound with a thud, reflecting to the right side of the frame.

Lu Menglin rushed out, jumped high, and grabbed the basketball.

Unfortunately, halfway through, a figure rushed faster than him and jumped higher.

The basketball was snatched in the palm of the opponent's hand, and he also used his shoulder to push Lu Menglin away in mid-air.

Bang!

Bang bang!

Lu Menglin landed on the ground, staggered two steps, and his hands were empty.

Suddenly, the audience erupted in thunderous applause.

It was Chen Guanfeng, and the person who grabbed this key rebound was Chen Guanfeng.

Chen Guanfeng held the ball in his hand, and his eyes were full of pride.

"From now on, you won't be able to grab a single ball!" Chen Guanfeng did not immediately attack, but proudly announced.

Lu Menglin was just stunned for a moment, then shook his head indifferently and smiled.

He Jin wanted to rush up to defend, but was stuck behind by Jiang Xiang.

Geng Tao was still outside the three-point line, obviously exhausted, and couldn't break in at all.

Lu Menglin spread his arms and assumed a defensive posture.

At this moment, only he and Chen Guanfeng were left one-on-one, a life-and-death duel.

Chen Guanfeng showed a sneer of disdain on his face, his legs suddenly exerted force, and he stepped out in a big stride, he wanted to attack in front of Lu Menglin, and he wanted to crush the morale of the sophomore (first) class in one fell swoop.

Chen Guanfeng is undoubtedly a proud person, at least in Liufang No. 1 Middle School, he is unique, he has never tasted real failure, and no one has ever really stood in front of him.

He knows very well that this high school is just a small starting point for him, and his future is even more ambitious, and he Chen Guanfeng is destined to fly higher and be the kind of existence that makes people look up.

When Chen Guanfeng's momentum was fully activated, everyone present had a special feeling in their hearts, no one could stop him, he was too fast, too strong!

He Jin and Geng Tao both changed color suddenly, with their ability to understand basketball, it was very clear that when Chen Guanfeng began to break out at this distance, let alone Lu Menglin, even He Jin might not be able to stop it.

Chen Guanfeng's explosive power is excellent, the speed is terrifying, only one big stride passed over Lu Menglin, and the whole person rose into the air, like a big peng spreading its wings, and rushed to the basket with the ball.

He also wants to slam a dunk! And on the top of Lu Menglin's head, he showed his imperial posture in all aspects.

Lu Menglin only felt that a strong wind was blowing in front of him, and the speed of the other party was indeed amazingly fast, and it was full of wild power.

In terms of physical fitness alone, I am afraid that the entire Liufang No. 1 Middle School will not be able to find a person who can compete with Chen Guanfeng head-on.

"Foul!" Suddenly, everyone heard someone shout.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Chen Guanfeng, who had already jumped high, seemed to be stagnant in mid-air, and then the whole person fell to the ground.

"Who's fouled!" Chen Guanfeng turned around, and then shouted angrily.

The referee teacher also hurriedly ran over at this time, signaling that no one had fouled, and the game continued.

Lu Menglin raised his left hand and said with a smile: "I fouled! I just pulled him." ”

"Nonsense, he didn't pull me!" Chen Guanfeng yelled.

"Oh, then I didn't foul him, I guess I didn't pull him. It's okay, it's okay!" Lu Menglin replied with a grin.

The referee shook his head, too lazy to pull this skin, and motioned for the game to continue.

Chen Guanfeng's face suddenly became much gloomy, and he stared at Lu Menglin viciously.

The ball just now, he could obviously crush the opponent's morale in one fell swoop, but he was stopped by this kid with a mouth cannon, and he couldn't have a seizure, of course he was extremely angry in his heart.

He Jin and Geng Tao exchanged glances, and at the same time sighed in their hearts that it was dangerous!

The ball just now, if Chen Guanfeng was allowed to dunk successfully, the rhythm would have completely collapsed.

Fortunately, Lu Menglin's mouth cannon defense worked! But it's strange to say, if Chen Guanfeng ignores him, he will dunk directly and it will be over, but that kid took the initiative to stop, and this psychological quality doesn't seem to be very good!

Chen Guanfeng and his group hated it so much, but they were helpless, only Lu Menglin knew it.

People like Chen Guanfeng are arrogant and arrogant, and they can't tolerate any taint on victory at all, and they must strive for the best, but this mentality is a weakness.

He wants to win impeccably, that's because he stands on the strong side, and he thinks that his strength can definitely be crushed, so he will stop.

The game continued, and the senior three (five) class still used the full-court pressing tactics, one-on-one marking defense, they just wanted to consume the opponent's physical strength to the maximum, exhaust them alive, and come to the second half to harvest wildly.

Everyone present could see that there was a huge difference in strength between the two sides, and the score of the sophomore (first) class was very difficult to chase.

There are more and more mistakes, especially Zhu Ming and Wu Song, as long as they hold the ball, they will be overwhelmed by the opponent's ferocious scrambling, and their courage will be completely gone.

Fortunately, there are two masters, He Jin and Geng Tao, who tried their best, and every goal was extremely difficult.

And the result of this style of play is that the physical strength of the two of them is seriously depleted, and even overdrawn, and the first half is not over, and both of them are already tired and panting, sweating profusely.

As a defender, Zhu Ming has been beaten to the point that he doesn't dare to hold the ball, and as soon as he receives the ball, his first reaction is to throw it out like a hot potato.

Buddhist shooter Wu Song is no better, he doesn't care about the range of attack at all, he only has the basket in his eyes, and he doesn't care what the hit rate is, the more urgent he throws, the more he throws, the more he throws.

In comparison, only Lu Menglin's performance is relatively stable, he has been grabbing rebounds, silently cultivating the basket, even in the face of Chen Jiannan and Chen Guanfeng's two masters, he still performed steadily and got a lot of important rebounds.

In the eyes of those who know the ball off the field, if it weren't for Lu Menglin's stable performance, this game would have ended long ago.

By the end of the first half, the score between the two teams was still stretched to a full 14 points.

This result silenced the supporters of the sophomore (first) class, and when Geng Tao and He Jin saw this score, the two of them felt as if they were standing on the edge of a cliff, and they were just a little bit close to despair.

Obviously I have been playing very hard, and I have tried my best to play every ball, but I still lose so many points, is there really such a big gap between me and my opponent?

He Jin looked at the scoreboard, his face was pale, he was sad not for the current big score, but for the fact that he couldn't find a way to solve the problem, and he didn't know how to deal with the next second half.

Geng Tao poured a large mouthful of water, his face was extremely pale, and he panted and said: "It's no fun! We can't do it! I was beaten by others for my weakness, and there was no solution." ”

When he said this, Zhu Ming and Wu Song immediately lowered their heads, full of shame.

Whether it is Buddhism or calm, at this time, I am probably a little unwilling in my heart!