Maki Oda dribbled to get rid of He Yitong and threw the ball with a stop-action jumper!

"When!" the ball smashes on the edge of the basket!

"Yay!" cheered the players in the Chinese team's bench area.

"Fuck!" Maki Oda couldn't help but curse.

Seeing that the ball was about to fall into the hands of the Chinese team, I saw Du Jialei dream rushing inside, desperately grabbing the offensive rebound, and then got up and threw the ball against Zhuang Yan's defense.

"When...... "The ball hits the board and goes into the basket!92-94!" Du Jia Lei Meng yelled.

"Well done, Reimu!" shouted Oda with his fists clenched.

"The difference is 2 points again, come on for the Japanese team, we must keep this ball, we must keep it!" Hasegawa Nishikyo shouted loudly.

"Come on, come on, just a little bit and you'll be successful, come on!" shouted Misaku Minamino as he stood up.

"Defend!!Defend!!Defend!!Defend!!Defend!......" The audience all stood up, some slapped their air sticks, some clapped their hands, and all shouted frantically!

He Yitong dribbled past half court.

"Defend!!defend!!defend!......"

"Damn, such a noisy voice!, what a lot of pressure!" Yu Fei said loudly.

"If I were a player on the field, I would be nervous now!" said Ai Ji at this time.

"Yes, not to mention that there is a difference of two points now!If I were on the field, I would probably be trembling!" Qin Long also said at this time.

"Defend, defend, defend!" Airi Imagawa and Miyuki Nakamura were also jumping and shouting!

He Yitong stopped at the top of the three-point line with the ball, looking at the shouts around her like a landslide, but her inner line was unusually calm, what Yang Zifeng had said to him came to him again in his mind at this time:

"Do you really not care about your playing time?".

"I don't care, because my strength is limited, and I don't have that kind of talent. ”

"But if the team is in a moment of great crisis and your teammates on the pitch are helpless, do you have that strong desire to play?"

"I ...... I don't know...... Perhaps, but even if I go up, what can I do?"

"Yes, what can I do, what can I do besides save my team!" He Yitong said in her heart, her eyes suddenly had a murderous aura that she had never seen before, and Oda Maki, who was defending her, inadvertently caught a glimpse of He Yitong's eyes, and couldn't help but be startled, because that look contained too many things, persistence, faith, desire to win, and self-confidence......

"Yitong, come on, believe in yourself, you will definitely lead the Chinese team to kill!" Yang Zifeng looked at He Yitong on the field and said in his heart.

He Yitong started, only to see her take a quick step forward with the ball, and then jumped out of the three-point line and shot!

Oda Maki knew that He Yitong would definitely go outside the three-point line, so she had already taken precautions, only to see her jump up violently to cover the ball thrown by He Yitong, He Yitong's ball must be covered to be safe, like what kind of interference route, the number of ways to cover her eyes is not good at all, so Oda Maki jumped and used up all her strength. However, at this time, a scene surprised Oda Maki, because she only calculated that He Yitong would shoot quickly, but he didn't calculate that He Yitong would make a feint, because in her impression, He Yitong never seemed to have made a feint when shooting, so she was negligent!

The corners of He Yitong's mouth showed a smug smile, this smile was an expression she had never used, I saw her gently withdraw her hand to shoot, flashed Oda Maki's cover, and prepared to throw the ball out when Oda Maki fell, at this time, Miyoko Kyokawa and Junko Akai on both sides also rushed over, but they were too late, a Japanese on the field knew that if He Yitong threw this ball, it would be fatal!

At this time, Oda Maki made a bold decision in an instant, only to see her body desperately pounce on He Yitong, even if this ball threw He Yitong to the ground, or hugged her, she couldn't let her throw the ball!

"Damn! be careful!" Yang Zifeng shouted at this time.

"Damn, this thing is going to ......," Yu Fei also shouted.

He Yitong's upper body staggered to the side, but her feet couldn't move anymore, and at the same time that Oda Maki's body hit her, He Yitong leaned over and reluctantly threw the ball! He Yitong was below, Oda Maki was above, and the two fell to the floor at the same time!

"Bang!" came out, and He Yitong slammed it on the floor, and Oda Maki was still pressed above her body.

"Your sister!" Seeing this scene, Yang Zifeng ran down directly.

Originally, the referee wanted to give this ball an ordinary foul, but a scene that surprised everyone appeared, only to see the ball thrown by He Yitong, most people looked very crooked, and it seemed that they couldn't score at all, but when the sound of "Wow!" sounded, everyone was stupid and stunned, and then they screamed in surprise with fear and hugged their heads, and many Japanese players in the Japanese team's bench area threw their towels on the ground!

However, it seemed that this was not enough, and then I heard the referee's whistle: the Japanese team fouled on the 7th, and the Chinese team added a free throw on the 30th!!

"Ah!!!" All the members of the Chinese team in the substitute area screamed on the field!! Zhao Meiyue in the substitute area, some of them were standing and some were kneeling, all of them desperately waving the towels in their hands, as if they couldn't express their feelings at this time!

The spectators in the stands were all silent, and He Yitong's ball was like a magic arrow shot by an archer that turned the tide, scattering the blood they had just now! "No. 30! It's No. 30 again, oh my God, it's really ......"

"What a scary 30!"

"This ball is just damning, oh my God, why!"

"Can we still win!"

……

People were talking in frustration.

"Yitong, are you okay!" At this time, Zhuang Yan ran to He Yitong's side and said worriedly.

"I'm fine, Captain, let me lie down for a minute!" He Yitong said.

"Are you really okay?" Zhuang Yan said.

He Yitong nodded, and made an OK gesture to Zhuang Yan.

"Yitong, you're really good, it's just a stroke of genius to hit the ball just now!" Xu Li ran over and shouted excitedly at this time.

"Yes, it's amazing!" Jiang Yulian also said.

"Are you alright, Yitong, why don't you stand up?" Lin Fengfei also said worriedly at this time.

"It's okay!" He Yitong shook her head and said, only to see her stretch out her hand and grab Lin Fengfei and Zhuang Yan and stand up.

"Hey, Yitong, are you okay!" At this time, Yang Zifeng's voice came from the side of the stands.

He Yitong turned her head to look and found that Yang Zifeng was standing on the sidelines looking at her, she thought it was an illusion at first, then closed her eyes and shook her head, opened her eyes and found that Yang Zifeng was still standing on the sidelines, she smiled, only to see her smile and make an OK gesture to Yang Zifeng, Yang Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where did you come from, do you have the credentials to watch the game from the sidelines?" said a security guard on the sidelines.

"Huh? this ...... Hehe......" Yang Zifeng couldn't understand what the security guard said, so he could only smile at the security guard.

Subsequently, Yang Zifeng was cleared out by the security guards, looking at Yang Zifeng who was cleared out, He Yitong laughed again, her laughter was really low, which is why Yang Zifeng was with him.

"Do you have a free thro no?" the referee said.

He Yitong nodded, and then walked to the free throw line.

"Mr. Minamino, it seems that our situation has reached a desperate point now!" said Hasegawa Saikyo worriedly.

"I didn't ...... That's right, this ...... This No. 30 goal is really terrible, there is still 1 minute and 31 seconds left in the time, and it is difficult to chase the score!" said Minamino Shusaku with a sigh.

"I hope she doesn't score this goal!" said Mei Nakai at this time.

As soon as Mei Nakai finished speaking, she saw He Yitong raise her hand and put the ball into the basket steadily. 98-92, the difference suddenly reached 6 points.

"I didn't find it before, Yitong is so powerful!" Imagawa Airi said sadly and surprised.

"He's so good at shooting, who did you learn from before?" says Miyuki Nakamura.

"She used to be one of the best street ball players in our country, and she was forcibly dragged into the women's training camp by Maizi!" Yang Yujia said with a smile.

"So, Mai Xiang is her Bole?" asked Miyuki Nakamura.

"Let's just say that it wasn't Maizi who discovered her super basketball skills at the beginning, but a book. Yang Yujia said.

"It's strange, how can a book discover the strength of a player?" asked Miyuki Nakamura curiously.

"Yang Jun, are you talking about "Basketball Billboard"?" said Imagawa Aili at this time.

Yang Yujia nodded.

"Basketball Billboard?" sounds amazing, what is it?" asked Miyuki Nakamura.

"Let Yang Jun explain it to you, now that we are so far behind, I'm not in the mood. Imagawa Airi said with a low expression.

"Basketball Billboard" is a book only for basketball insiders to do as a reference, this book records in detail the technical characteristics of high school basketball players, you like defensive habits, offensive habits, etc., the content is very detailed, many basketball schools are bought as a textbook to study opponents, and many of our domestic basketball professional clubs, also bought to find potential newcomers. Yang Yujia said.

"So this is no different from a regular basketball magazine?" asked Miyuki Nakamura.

"Of course, there is a difference, the description of the team players in the general magazine has no depth, and the publication I told you about is very detailed in the character portrayal of each player, and the accuracy of predicting the potential of the player has been as high as 99%!"

"Oh my God, that's amazing!" Miyuki Nakamura said in surprise.

"That's right, and more importantly, there's a ranking in it. Yang Yujia said with a smile.

"Ranking?

"The ranking of each player's strength, for example, He Yitong, is in the second place in our District C streetball list. Yang Yujia said.

"Second, how big is your district?" asked Miyuki Nakamura.

"It's almost the size of two Japans!" Yang Yujia said, gesturing.

"That's really amazing! No wonder this No. 30 is so strong!" Miyuki Nakamura shouted in surprise.

At this time, the cheers of the audience came from the stands again, and I saw Du Jialei Meng forcibly throw a three-point shot against Zhuang Yan, and the ball hit the board into the basket, Du Jialei Meng raised her arms and roared! 95-98, the point difference came to 3 points again!

"Don't give up!" shouted Du Jialeimeng.

"Yes!" all the members of the Japanese team replied loudly.

"It's amazing, we also have super players, don't underestimate us, Chinese team!" Airi Imagawa shouted excitedly at this time.

However, Imagawa Airi was excited for less than a minute, Zhuang Yan hit the basket and hit the ball into the basket, once again pulling the difference to 5 points!

Maki Oda forced a breakthrough under the basket and caused He Yitong's foul and made two free throws!

"Okay, now you must not admit defeat, just three points short, you must resist, as long as these two goals are scored, there is still a great chance to chase three points in 45 seconds!" said Minamino Shusaku, his expression looked very flat, but in fact, he was nervous in his heart.

"Come on, we're going to win!" Mei Nakai said as well.

Maki Oda took a deep breath and hit both free throws!97-100!

"The Japanese team's bushido spirit is really powerful!" Ren Zhonglong couldn't help but sigh at this time.

"Yes, such a powerful goal just now didn't break their confidence, if it was another team, it would have collapsed!" Diao Yansha also said.

"That's why the Japanese women's basketball team is so strong," Yang Yujia said.

"Since you can't hit it once, why not try it a second time!" Xu Ning said with a smile at this time.

"Huh, what do you mean?" Yang Yujia asked, looking at Xu Ning.

"It's nothing, I'm just talking nonsense, you can ignore it!" Xu Ning said.

Cui Maixiang just smiled at this time and did not speak.

The Chinese team attacked, He Yitong took the ball through the half, and then stopped at the top of the three-point line to observe the situation.

"Be careful of this number 30!"

"Be sure to keep an eye on No. 30, don't let her shoot again!"

"Look at No. 30, watch No. 30, hurry up and force her to pass, or foul her early!"

……

The spectators in the stands shouted that in their opinion, even if it was a foul, it was too dangerous to let the No. 30 shoot again.

"Wow, no, my heart can't stand it anymore, I advise viewers with a bad heart in front of the TV to be sure to prepare heart medicine, it's really nervous!" said Hasegawa Saikyo as he kept rubbing his hands to relieve the tension in his heart.

"I can't stand it anymore......" Mei Nakai stood up directly at this time, she was so nervous that she couldn't sit down.

(End of chapter)