"Please get out of the arena quickly!" the referee said, pointing to Toni Pachuria.

Toni Pachulia had no choice but to take his jacket and towel and walk to the dressing room, and as he passed through the players' tunnel, the fans on both sides booed him!

"Hey, No. 31, can you still play, do you want to go down and check!" The referee came over with the ball and asked Yu Fei at this time.

"It's okay, I'm fine now, do I want to execute a free throw?" Yu Fei said as he looked at the referee.

"Yes. The referee said.

"Good!" Yu Fei said.

"Hey, Xiaofei, do you want to check it?" Cui Maixiang looked at Yu Fei and asked.

"No need at all, Maizi, you don't have to worry, I'm fine!" Yu Fei said with a smile looking at Cui Maixiang.

"Really?" Cui Maixiang said as she looked at Yu Fei suspiciously.

"Of course!" Yu Fei said.

"Okay! Come on!" At this time, Cui Maixiang stretched out her palm to Yu Fei.

Yu Fei raised his hand and slapped her hard, and then walked to the free throw line.

"I used to think that this guy was arrogant, talkative, incompetent, noisy, and a little simple-minded, and we often joked about him, but now I realize that when it comes to fighting a tough battle, he is indeed the bravest one among us, and he should be valued by Wheat. Diao Yansha said to Ren Zhonglong.

"This kid should be his righteous battle today!" Ren Zhonglong said as he looked at Yu Fei who was shooting free throws.

At this time, Yu Fei threw his first free throw.

"When!" the ball hit the edge of the basket and bounced.

"Uh...... , it seems that whether it is on the front or on the back, you can't praise him!" Ren Zhonglong said speechlessly.

At this time, Yu Fei felt that his eyes were a little blurry, and he hurriedly shook his head.

"What, Xiaofei, is there any problem?" asked Cui Maixiang loudly.

"It's okay, Maizi!" Yu Fei said with a smile.

I saw him slap the ball on the floor twice, and then throw the ball.

The ball fell into the basket, and at 61:59, the Chinese team led by two points.

"Well done, boy!" Yang Yujia said loudly at this time.

"Boss!" At this time, Yu Fei suddenly shouted loudly.

"What's wrong, boy?" asked Yang Yujia.

"I feel really good now!" Yu Fei suddenly said loudly.

"You guy......" Seeing Yu Fei say this, Yang Yujia couldn't help but be a little moved, he is usually criticized and ridiculed the most, but now he is the one with the highest morale.

Australia fielded 189-centimeter-tall backup point guard Truce Meeks.

"Truss, do you see that short point guard of theirs, although he is still on the court, he must have been hit hard by Tony, plus his height disadvantage, you have to eat him more!" Kevin Jones said to Truss Meeks.

"With 5:02 left in the third quarter, Australia only scored two points, so it's crazy!" said Fujiwara.

"Yes, this game, so far, can only be described as miserable, and the tenacity of the Chinese team is really terrifying, no wonder no one in Asia can compete with them. Zhongju Pingjian said.

"It seems that we will not have a chance to win the Asian championship until this group graduates. Tsuruta Ryuichi said with a sigh.

"Coach, you can't say that, these words came out of your mouth, what will our Japanese team do in the future?" Shibata Katsuo looked at Tsuruta Ryuichi speechlessly at this time and said.

"If we can get a few more players like Changshu, we should be able to wrestle with the Chinese team. Ryuichi Tsuruta said.

"Coach, you really think too highly of me......" Changshu Senfeng shook his head and said.

The Chinese team has the ball, and Xu Ning walks to the sideline to serve.

At this time, Yang Zifeng ran over and asked Xu Ning for the ball!

Xu Ning gave the ball over, and after Yang Zifeng got the ball, he dribbled the ball to the left 45 degrees of the three-point line.

"Brother Pick Your Nose!" At this time, Yu Fei opened his hand and shouted to Yang Zifeng.

"Huh?" Yang Zifeng looked at Yu Fei and hesitated, and then gave the ball over, he originally wanted to give the ball to Yang Yujia on the inside, but he didn't know why, he thought it was more correct to pass it to Yu Fei.

"Pull away!" Yu Fei shouted loudly at this time.

The rest of the Chinese team all spread out in all directions, leaving Yu Fei with a position in the middle.

"Damn, this guy will play this position when he comes up,......" Trus Meeks thought nervously, as the third bench at the point guard position, it is estimated that the next quarter or so will be his, and he has never played this position for such a long time.

"You...... Are you ready?" Yu Fei said to Trus Meeks in a drunken voice.

"What do you mean, come here at any time if you want to attack, ask anything!" said Trus Meeks.

"Okay, what you said at this time ......" Yu Fei said and quickly rushed to the left side of Trus Meeks with the ball!

Trus Meeks hurriedly moved to the left, but before he could follow his footsteps, he saw Yu Fei slash past his right like a ghostly wind.

"So fast!" said Truss Meeks in surprise, for the first time on the field to feel the speed of the fly.

Yu Fei came to the basket in an instant.

"Such a small man! It's like going to die when you go to the basket!" said Katsuo Shibata loudly.

"That's right, after passing the opponent's point guard, you can just stop and shoot directly!" Zhongju Pingjian also said loudly at this time.

"Boy, don't be afraid to die!" said Brock Anderson on the inside.

Yu Fei didn't seem to be afraid, but he rushed directly towards Brock Anderson with the ball!

"Don't force it!" Cui Maixiang shouted loudly.

"It's dangerous to rush in!" Ren Zhonglong also shouted at this time.

However, Yu Fei didn't listen to them, only to see him jump up against Brock Anderson.

"Look for death!" Brock Anderson jumped to his feet.

"It's crazy!" shouted at the same time from many spectators in the stands and the players of the Japanese team, because in their opinion, Yu Fei was nothing more than hitting a stone with an egg!

I saw Yu Fei turn in the air and face Brock Anderson with his back, and then the bodies of the two collided in the air, whether it was in terms of body or strength, Yu Fei was obviously not Brock Anderson's opponent, at this time, Yu Fei's body was hit hard in the air, and he fell forward, and at the moment before he fell, Yu Fei hooked the ball backwards!

"Beep!" the referee blew the whistle for a foul on Bullock Anderson.

"Bang!" Yu Fei fell to the floor again.

"When...... Gollum ...... The ball spun around the basket a few times and eventually rolled into ......the basket!

", 2+1!" Shibata Katsuo stood up and yelled.

"This guy is just dying!" said Zhongju Pingjian loudly.

"He's a player with a true bushido spirit, and you all have to learn from him!" Tsuruta said to all the players in Japan.

All the members of the Japanese team nodded.

"Hey, boy, how are you, do you want to play with your life like this!" Yang Zifeng walked over at this time and said.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Of course it's okay!, don't make any noise!" Yu Fei said as he lay on the floor at this time.

"Hey, boy, you don't have to work so hard, it's too dangerous just now!" Yang Yujia squatted down and said loudly to Fei.

"Boss, be quiet?" Yu Fei said hurriedly.

"What's wrong?, are you having a physical problem?" Yang Yujia asked worriedly.

"No, you ...... listen," Yu Fei said with his finger pointing upward.

At this time, I heard the audience shouting: "Yu!Yu!Yu!Yu......"

"I'll go, I thought you broke it, what do you still care about shouting on the field at this time?" Yang Yujia said speechlessly.

"Of course, boss, to be honest, this voice can give me infinite strength!" Yu Fei said, and then he stood up again with his hands on the ground.

There was loud applause from the stands.

"When I saw it, I knew he was fine!"

"Great, number 31, you're my idol!"

"Number 31, you are so handsome!"

……

The spectators in the stands said.

"Boy, don't work so hard, your body is important, understand?" Yang Yujia said loudly to Fei, he was probably the first captain to persuade his teammates not to play hard, and he himself felt that he was crazy.

"Boss, how many injuries does Iverson have?" asked Yu Fei at this time.

"Thirty, at least!" Yang Yujia said.

"My goal is to surpass him!" Yu Fei said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, no one on the field of the Chinese team laughed anymore, no one was talking, their eyes became resolute and resolute, Yu Fei proved with his actions that even if it is a tough competition, even if it is the smallest player in the Chinese team, he is not afraid!

Yang Zifeng patted his left shoulder with his hand, and Xu Ning patted his right shoulder hard.

"Number 31, get ready for a free throw!" the referee said at this time.

Yu Fei stood at the free throw line and steadily put the ball into the basket, 64:59, the Chinese team led by 5 points.

"Yay!" Yu Fei shouted, "Come on, everyone!"

"Okay!" shouted all the Chinese players on the field.

"Damn, this momentum is really strong, how can this be played?" Looking at the momentum of the players of the Chinese team, backup point guard Trus Meeks felt a trace of fear in his heart.

"They're really good, yes, this game is even better than your best last year!" said Hua Linjian with a smile.

"Yes, I didn't expect them to perform so well, especially Yu Fei, but I didn't expect this thin point guard to become the biggest reversal hero. Zhao Zheng also said with a smile at this time.

"Yes, I didn't expect them to play so well, to be honest, when Your Excellency Liu Tian was there, I thought we were hanging this time!" said Hua Linjian, blowing his nails.

"You think too much, Lin Jian, as long as that guy and Mai Xiang are here, we won't lose easily. Zhao Zheng said.

"Who are you referring to?" asked Hua Linjian curiously.

"Who else, you know!" Zhao Zheng said.

Hua Lin smiled and did not deny it.

"Airi, to be honest, I didn't expect them to overtake, it's really a miracle!" Sasha said to Imagawa Airi as she looked at the computer screen.

"I thought about it, do you know why?" said Imagawa Eri smugly.

Sasha shook her head.

"Because what Zi Feng-kun is best at is playing against the wind, you think about it, when they play almost every game in the domestic national league, they play against the wind, so I have confidence in him!" said Imagawa Airi with a smile.

"The problem is that this reversal doesn't seem to have anything to do with your Zifeng-kun, it seems to be the credit of the No. 1, No. 31 and No. 20 people. Sasha said.

"What nonsense, of course it has something to do with my land Zifeng-kun, you see that these balls chasing points are not passed by Zifeng-kun, if it weren't for Zifeng-kun, they can score the ball so comfortably?" Imagawa Airi said loudly.

"So, is passing the ball the key to overtaking the score?" Sasha said.

"Of course, Sasha, it seems that I have time to introduce you to the importance of assists!" Imagawa Airi said to Sasha solemnly.

"Well, you don't need to do that......" Sasha said speechlessly.

"No, tutoring is popular!" said Imagawa Airi firmly.

"Yujia, it seems that you guys are playing well......" At this time, Gao Xiang, who was sitting in front of the computer, looked at Yang Yujia on the screen and said.

"What's the score now?" said Gao Yizhong, pushing the door and walking in.

"At 70:63, our side has a seven-point lead. Gao Xiang said.

"Oh!" said that after listening to the score, he was about to close the door and quit.

"Where are you going?" Gao Xiang asked at this time.

"Going to school, today is the date for me to personally coach the second team training of the school. Gao Yizhong said.

"Oh......" Gao Xiang didn't say anything more.

"Xiang, if you want to go back to Changming High School, I can help you!" said Gao Yizhong, looking at Gao Xiang at this time.

"Forget it, Dad, I left Changming when he needed me the most, and now I don't want to do something like this again. Gao Xiang thought for a moment and said.

"Well, Sho, I respect your decision. Gao Yizhong said at this time.

"Thank you, Dad......" Gao Xiang said.

Gao Yizhong nodded, and then closed the door in Gao Xiang's house.

"Seriously, it would have been nice if I hadn't left at the beginning, but it's too late, sometimes a decision is a lifetime ......" Gao Xiang looked at the photo of him and Yang Yujia next to the table and said in his heart.

"Toot!" The third quarter of the game is over, after Yang Zifeng's organization, Yang Yujia's stable scoring, Yu Fei's assault, Xu Ning's occasional stroke of genius coupled with Long Zhanjun's active defense, the Chinese team fixed the score at 81:71, temporarily leading the Australian team by 10 points.

Looking at the gradually widening score, Coach Kevin Jones's face no longer had a trace of ease and smile, but Cui Maixiang was not happy at this time, because the loss of the Chinese team in this game was really too great......

(End of chapter)