"Zone joint defense!" Qiao Bixia stood beside the club and beckoned, "Give me a good position!"

"Wow!" Xu Mengxi also shouted.

Under the shouting of Coach Qiao, the defense of the fourth class finally had some rules.

Within the three-point line, with Liu Xin as the center, he guarded the city for a circle and waited for a battle.

Jiang Qinghua led the soft mud monster to entangle around.

A marathon is a marathon.

I'm going to run you to death!

On the second shift's side, as usual, they began to pass and cut frequently.

But in the face of the regional joint defense commanded by Qiao, there was no chance after more than ten seconds.

The ball passed to Ling Shijie's hand, and he saw that there was not much time to attack, so he bullied Liu Yonghui for being short, so he forcibly jumped and shot.

But at this time, Qiao Bixia suddenly opened her arms and fanned.

At the same time, the tiger's eyes were round, as if they were going to eat him.

"RUAA!!" Qiao Bixia suddenly roared.

The tiger style reproduces the rivers and lakes.

With this roar, Ling Shijie shrank on the spot, and his movements were deformed.

Even the other team members were awakened to instinctive fear, and their backs were cold, and their steps were stunned.

Only Liu Xin was able to steadily jam the rebounding position.

After all, he is a man who has rubbed with Qiao Bixia thousands of times.

It's just a small scene.

Sure enough, Ling Shijie's throw was weak and substandard, and he was about to lose three things.

Liu Xin also predicted this, and grabbed the rebound as soon as he stood up.

Then, according to what Li Zheng said.

Look at the location for the first time.

He decisively found Jiang Qinghua who was sprinting towards the opponent's half marathon.

This is the position of the fast break.

Liu Xin immediately rounded his arm, no matter how far it went, he threw the ball desperately like throwing a discus.

"Defend!" Ling Shijie turned around and shouted.

The second squad members then started running.

Four classes, but none of them moved.

Rest in place.

Director Li has arranged that now is the time to widen the gap in physical strength.

Whether the goal is scored or not, it is not contested.

Jiang Qinghua, on his side, took advantage of the bounce and received the ball as expected.

He turned around to look at the ooze monster, and he didn't go to the basket slowly.

The ooze monster had already given up, but seeing that his rhythm was coming again, he pounced.

Jiang Qinghua saw the timing and deliberately waited for him to invade his body area before jumping to the basket.

The soft mud monster couldn't hold it back, and slapped a palm on Jiang Qinghua's arm.

Jiang Qinghua's shot was interfered with, and the ball unfortunately bounced to the basket.

"Toot toot!!"

The whistle blew.

Referee Mr. Wang raised his hand to signal: "Foul, free throw!"

Jiang Qinghua secretly rejoiced, and nodded at Li Zheng, who was walking far away.

Behind him, the people of the second class ran all the way back, and they pounced in the air, and they were very tired.

The four classes just came over.

One side is nourishing physical fitness, one side is consuming, one in and one out, and the benefits are obvious.

Next, Jiang Qinghua made free throws.

Standing alone in front of the free throw line, he had a sense of freedom that he had never felt before.

It was as if the snot that had stuck to the hand had suddenly been wiped off.

Raise your hand and shoot.

The first goal, a steady score.

Then the second goal.

Syllable!

It was crooked a little, and it popped out of the frame.

Liu Xin and Jiang Qinghua played too much, and they had already subconsciously stuck in this direction and jumped to grab the rebound.

Looking back, Li Zheng was halfway through the defense, and happened to be standing on the edge of the three-point line at this time, unmarked.

He didn't think about it, and passed it on.

Li Zheng is also very clever, just like at the beginning, when he received the ball, he jumped up.

Sell.

Swish!

Again into the network.

This is Li Zheng's third three-point game of the game.

17：23。

There are still 6 points left.

The people on the sidelines went crazy.

"Ahhh

"Li Zheng is awesome——!!!!!"

Long time gone.

Boiling again.

What was even more unexpected was that Jiang Qinghua's cheerleaders finally couldn't bear it.

Mutiny changes hands.

"Li Zheng MVP!! Li Zheng MVP !!"

The four classes hugged and cheered each other like crazy.

Only Qiao Bixia lived up to her mission, she had no time to celebrate, and only shouted vigorously for the team to defend.

Xu Mengxi was actually helping to shout, but no one found out.

In the excitement, the big center of the second class, as concocted, is another long-distance serve.

This time, Li Zheng put into defense faster, and ran wildly to chase the ball with Ling Shijie.

This time, Li Zheng's physical advantage in the ten minutes of rest was revealed.

Seeing that the chase is getting closer and closer.

What's even more terrifying.

"RUAA!!" Qiao Bixia yelled at Ling Shijie again.

Ling Shijie was so frightened that his heart twitched.

was forced to be half a step late by this lion's roar.

Li Zheng had long been accustomed to this trick, so he took advantage of the situation and jumped up to catch the ball.

My body has stretched a little longer.

Syllable!

Got it!

Hold the ball.

Be born.

Steady.

The audience cheered.

"Li Zheng!!ahhhh

"Handsome!!!"

"it! it!!"

At this time, Li Zheng's recovery value has repeatedly broken the peak.

[Total rate: 572.5↑↑↑↑↑]

Li Zheng didn't dare to look at the vitality value, held the ball and examined it for a while, then raised his hand to signal the rhythm to slow down and stabilize the attack.

Ling Shijie had no choice but to defend himself, and shouted when he passed by the referee Mr. Wang: "The inner tank shouted that my liver was broken, you don't care?"

Teacher Wang glanced at Qiao Bixia.

Also a trembling.

But thinking of his biological brother's explanation, he just waved his hand: "Shouldn't the NBA audience also interfere, play well." ”

"!"

"Who the are you?" Mr. Wang's hand reached into his pocket, as if he was going to pull out a card.

"It's okay, it's okay......"

At the same time, the number of girls from the sidelines is steadily increasing.

Legend has it that there was a ball god in the second year of high school.

Sakura Lake Marbury.

Four classes Mitsui Kotobuki.

Some of them didn't come to see.

On the court, Li Zheng knew that his recovery was steadily rising, but he had fought to this moment, and he no longer dared to devote the slightest energy to look at the vitality value, and only focused on the game.

The wild run just now was not in vain, not only broke the ball, but also regained the rhythm of the game.

The confidence of the fourth class is also stronger, and even the refueling is more energetic.

But Li Zheng still didn't dare to fight with all his might, and he had to leave enough strength to play for 15 minutes.

For the next few minutes, the two sides went back and forth.

10th minute of the second half.

The score is 29:31.

Two points away from tying.

There are still 5 minutes left until the end of the game.

Everyone in the audience ran a little slower, as if they were confined to the quagmire.

The physical strength has bottomed out.

Li Zheng's technical movements are inevitably deformed.

Rao was resting for a small half, plus deliberately reserved, and at this time he was a little out of breath, and his legs were even more sore.

He was standing in his defensive area, his eyes were a little glazed, and his eyes were flashing.

But he has to stay here.

In the second class's attack, the ball passed back and forth, and finally reached Ling Shijie's hands.

Ling Shijie took a deep breath and dribbled only towards Li Zheng's area.

Li Zheng sighed and dragged his steps to defend hard.

He could feel that Ling Shijie's dribbling action was a little different from before.

It seems that the iron mind is determined to break through.

No matter how tired Li Zheng was, he couldn't let him get his wish, so he only faced him to the death.

Ling Shijie saw that the route was blocked, so he dribbled with his back and leaned on Li Zheng to squeeze in.

Li Zheng's body was far inferior to him, but he didn't let it go, gritting his teeth to fight.

Who would have thought that a person like him, Li Zheng, would have such a day.

In order to win the class competition, I fought my life into it.

The female classmates on the sidelines were about to cry when they saw it.

"Li Zheng!!Come on!!"

"Ahhh!!!h

Ling Shijie struggled to push it in for seven or eight seconds, but he didn't eat it.

Seeing that there is not much time left to attack.

He glanced at the scoreboard.

"Fuck ......" Ling Shijie gritted his teeth, suddenly grabbed the ball with both hands, raised his arms high, and suddenly turned around and threw his elbows.

With this flick, the tip of the elbow hit the bridge of Li Zheng's nose.

Li Zheng didn't feel the pain yet, but his eyes were black.

The body falls backwards uncontrollably.

Sink to the ground.

The pain came to the head.

Then there was a fishy smell.

"Dudu!" Teacher Wang ran over with a loud voice, "Ling Shijie, you can't fight!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't hold my elbow down. Ling Shijie leaned over with a smile and stretched out his hand, "It's okay, brother." ”

He was startled when he leaned over.

Li Zheng's face was covered in blood.

The nostrils are still dripping out.

"Lao Wang, you take care of it!" Qiao Bixia shouted from afar, "This is not a serious foul, this should be a loss!"

The cheering people in the classes on both sides also shouted.

"Really...... It's really not a heart......" Ling Shijie squatted beside Li Zheng, grabbed his arm and tried to pull him up, "A little nosebleed won't get in the way...... Don't pretend, get up......"

saw Jiang Qinghua rushing over with red eyes, and overthrew Ling Shijie: "What the are you pretending to be a grandson!"

Liu Xin also hurriedly helped Li Zheng up: "Brother Li, hold on, let's go to the hospital." ”

"It's okay......" Li Zheng wiped his nose, shook off the blood stains on his hands, and barely stood up straight.

The pain on the bridge of the nose soon passed, but the head was still a little heavy and the legs were softer.

"Okay!" Liu Xin helped Li Zheng to the sidelines, "Your legs are weak, stop the bleeding first." ”

While helping Li Zheng, he stared at Ling Shijie with red eyes: "Fuck you......"

On the field, Jiang Qinghua pulled Ling Shijie's collar: "You get out of the game!"

"Why? Ling Shijie also pulled his collar to show the physical education teacher, "Teacher, how do you say this, is it a serious foul?"

Teacher Wang struggled to push the two away and stopped them in the middle.

"Ling Shijie, punished!"

"Four-shift serve!"

"Whoever fouls again will be awarded a direct loss. ”

"If you two entangle again, you will both lose. ”

This punishment made Jiang Qinghua feel better.

Under the pull of Chen Sen and Liu Yonghui, he temporarily swallowed this breath.

Ling Shijie snorted, spat and foamed, turned around and explained to the members of his team: "I will abolish that kid, and then fight the whole, as long as Jiang Qinghua doesn't let go of that point, we will win." ”

The team members were a little resistant in their eyes, but they didn't dare to say anything in the face of Ling Shijie.

The whistle blew, the game continued, and the substitute temporarily replaced Li Zheng, and Liu Xin had to return to the field first.

Watching the game start again, Li Zheng only stood on the sidelines in a daze.

With that nosebleed, a breath seems to have been discharged.

It's hard to lift your feet.

He felt several hands wiping the blood from him, and someone else was helping him plug his nostrils.

It's a mess, and I don't know who it is.