I saw Yang Zifeng's feet slip after breaking the ball, and his whole body fell out of bounds, he was almost running with all his strength just now, so inertia made his whole body hit the billboard on the side with the ball, and the billboard was directly knocked over, half pressed on Yang Zifeng!

"Zifeng!" He Yitong, Imagawa Airi and Mi Zihui shouted at the same time, and He Yitong and Imagawa Airi hurriedly ran down.

Yang Zifeng's teammates also surrounded him, and the game was forced to be suspended.

"Hey, Brother Nose Picking, are you okay, it's okay!" Yu Fei squatted beside Yang Zifeng and shouted.

"Zi Feng, Zi Feng, do you have something to do?" Yang Yujia squatted on the other side and asked worriedly.

Yang Zifeng is very sleepy now, he really wants to lie here and sleep well, but now in this situation, he must not sleep, and he can't sleep!

"Now...... How long will it take?" asked Yang Zifeng.

"There are 1o seconds left...... , Zifeng, if you really can't do it, don't hold it hard, we have fought so far, and it is already very remarkable. Yang Yujia said.

"How can you say such a thing, since we have fought here, we have to win the battle!" Liu Tiange glared at Yang Yujia and said.

"I hate you, but you're right this time. Yang Zifeng sat up and said.

"Zifeng!Zifeng!Are you okay......" Mi Zihui ran over and pushed Yu Fei away, she looked Yang Zifeng up and down anxiously.

"It's okay, Zihui, you don't have to worry about ......," Yang Zifeng said as he squatted on the ground.

"Zifeng, if you really can't do it, don't hold it hard!" Liu Hao said.

"Come, you give way, why are you standing in the way of the doctor every time!" said the female doctor dissatisfied.

"Alas, it's your team again, it seems that we are really 'destined'......" The middle-aged doctor also said speechlessly.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, doctor, I'm fine, I don't need to check!" Yang Zifeng said with a smile.

"It's not up to you to decide whether you're sick or not!" The female doctor grabbed Yang Zifeng's wrist, and then put her finger on the veins of Yang Zifeng's wrist.

"No, you can't play anymore, your stamina has been exhausted, it should be said that it has been exhausted a long time ago, and it will be dangerous for you to continue playing!" said the female doctor.

"This ...... No, doctor......" Mi Zihui looked at the female doctor in horror.

"How could it not, the light one is in shock, and the heavy one is unimaginable!" said the female doctor solemnly.

"That'...... That...... Just let Zifeng rest......" Mi Zihui said, she made this difficult decision, although her heart was full of apologies to Yang Zifeng and regret for this game, Yang Zifeng can no longer play, which means that this game is over.

"I'm sorry......" Yang Zifeng stood up at this time, "I feel good now, I can continue to play!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" the female doctor said as she glared at Yang Zifeng.

"Doctor, I mean I'm still full of energy, I don't need to rest at all!"

"Nonsense, you are really a basketball player, what nonsense! Do you take your body as a child's play!" the female doctor said in a broken voice.

"The problem is that I still have a lot of physical strength in my body, but you say I don't have physical strength, aren't you lying?" Yang Zifeng said with a smile.

"You ......," the female doctor was speechless for a moment.

"Zi Feng, you ......"

"Shut up!" Mi Zihui just wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yang Zifeng.

"I'll take a look!" the middle-aged doctor walked over and said, he grabbed Yang Zifeng's wrist and put his fingers on it for a while.

Yang Zifeng's physical strength is indeed dying, just like the female doctor said, if you continue to fight, it is very likely to be dangerous.

"Doctor, I hope you will be careful, don't make a mistake, delay my big event!" Yang Zifeng said with a smile as he looked at the middle-aged doctor.

The middle-aged doctor looked up at Yang Zifeng, he suddenly saw that Yang Zifeng was looking at him with a strange look, that kind of look contained begging, hope, unyielding and unwilling, he was also deeply attracted by this game just now, he had never seen this kind of person who didn't care about anything for the sake of a sport, Changming's team has an extremely strong will and the spirit of never admitting defeat, the middle-aged doctor admired it very much, he knew that if he called Yang Zifeng to end up at this time, it was very likely that he would regret it for a lifetime.

"Are you alright...... , you can play!" said the middle-aged doctor.

"What!" the female doctor stared at the middle-aged doctor with wide eyes!

"Thank you, doctor!" Yang Zifeng said excitedly.

"Enjoy the game and don't let me down!" said the middle-aged doctor patted Yang Zifeng on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I will!" Yang Zifeng said with a smile.

"How can this be, I just announced that his physical strength is no longer good!" the female doctor said to the middle-aged doctor.

"You're mistaken, let's go back!" said the middle-aged doctor.

"But ......"

"No, let's go back and don't get in the way of their game!" said the middle-aged doctor.

The female doctor glared at Yang Zifeng fiercely, and then reluctantly followed the middle-aged doctor away.

"Zifeng, you're really fine, if you can't, you really don't have to force it. Mi Zihui said worriedly.

"Zihui, I finally beat that doctor away, don't let me beat you again!" Yang Zifeng said.

At this time, Zhu Chaoxin walked over and asked, "Are you okay, you have to hurry up and start the game, there are still 1o seconds left!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'll be right away!" Mi Zihui said.

"Zifeng! Zifeng, are you okay?"

"Why are you here?" Seeing He Yitong, Yang Zifeng's mood suddenly felt extremely happy.

"And me, Zi Feng-kun!" Imagawa said with a smile behind He Yitong.

"Why did you come down?" asked Yang Zifeng.

"We saw you fall and were very worried, so we hurried down, are you okay?" He Yitong said.

"Of course it's okay, the doctor just looked at it and said I have no problem. Yang Zifeng said with a smile.

"yes, that's great!" said Airi Imagawa happily.

"Are you sure the doctor said it's okay?" He Yitong looked at Yang Zifeng suspiciously, "Stretch out your hand!"

"What are you doing with your hand?" Yang Zifeng asked.

At this time, He Yitong didn't wait for Yang Zifeng to stretch out her hand, she grabbed Yang Zifeng's wrist and helped Yang Zifeng take the pulse with her fingers!

"I'll go, you're still going to do this?" Yang Zifeng asked worriedly.

He Yitong nodded.

"Zi Feng, you can't..."

"Ahem... Yang Zifeng looked at her and coughed twice.

"What can't be, Yitong?" Imagawa Airi asked He Yitong.

"No... It's nothing, Zifeng, come on!" He Yitong raised his right hand and said.

"I will definitely win!" Yang Zifeng said with a smile, he raised his hand and slapped He Yitong lightly.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The whistle sounded for the start of the game, and the final ten seconds of the showdown were about to begin.

Players from both sides took to the field in six consecutive years.

"In the end, who will die depends on the last ten seconds. Meng Xiong said.

"You must come on!" Tian Longhe said as he looked at the field.

Qingyuan high school ball, Qin Long stood out of bounds, preparing the ball.

Changming High School continued to run with the players of Qingyuan High School, their purpose was not to let Qingyuan get the ball easily, and the best result was to break the ball on their side.

Yang Zifeng changed with Liu Tiange this time, and he followed Tong Tulin, and Liu Tiange followed Guan Feixu!

"Yang Zifeng, you can't be so unproductive, you must hold on, you have to hold on!" Yang Zifeng said in his heart.

However, although he said so, his legs and feet no longer listened to him.

Qin Long saw the situation on Tong Tulin's side, and saw him make a long pass directly and pass the ball to Tong Tulin, who was standing at 70 degrees from the three-point line opposite him.

"Good pass!" Tong Tulin jumped up and grabbed the ball from Qin Long!

"Not good!" Yang Yujia said.

"That stupid person, sure enough, his physical strength is no longer good!" Liu Tiange looked at Yang Zifeng and said in his heart.

Tong Tulin took the ball and prepared to spend time, Liu Tiange hurriedly came over, he wanted to work with Yang Zifeng to break the ball in Tong Tulin's hand, Yu Fei saw Liu Tiange to defend Tong Tulin, he hurriedly ran to Guan Feixu's side, in case Tong Tulin gave the ball to Liu Tiange, but in this case, Ai Ji's position was empty, Tong Tulin saw the opportunity and passed the ball to Ai Ji's hands!

"Well, it looks like I'm going to have to foul it," Ji Jinru said, looking at the time on the timer.

"Foul quickly, foul quickly!" Mi Zihui shouted anxiously from the sidelines.

"Zifeng, is it still not good? If it doesn't work, don't hold on, you're already about to collapse!" Looking at Yang Zifeng on the field, He Yitong said in his heart.

"Is this our limit?" Yang Zifeng said in his heart, at this time he had forgotten all other feelings except exhaustion, his brain began to dizzy again, and his vision gradually blurred.

"Did you really lose like this? I finally got here, and I finally chased the score to this point, did you really admit defeat like this?" Yang Zifeng felt like he was about to faint!

"Hmph, even if it's so expensive, you're not an opponent. Ai Ji said with a sneer in his heart.

"Yang Zifeng, that guy doesn't look good anymore, even if it's overtime, you will lose 100 percent, we will win this game! Although we didn't win fifty points as expected, but winning is winning, the winner is the king and the loser is Kou!" Liu Yunhai said proudly in his heart.

Yang Zifeng's spirit began to be a little trance, and his mind suddenly remembered what He Yitong had said to him, "Zifeng, let me ask you, do you really know your strength?"

He remembered the battle with Xu Ning in the Spring Festival Cup, and the tug-of-war against Yunmeng High School in the finals of Region C, why did he think of these at this time, did he really want to lose?

"Maybe I can't be a team leader by nature, every time the team reaches a critical moment, two consecutive finals in the gutter overturned, maybe my dad is right, I am not suitable to be a leader, I can only be a main attack point..."

"Do you like basketball?" he seems to be hallucinating again, and a quote from a basketball comic that he used to particularly like suddenly comes to mind.

Yes, do you like basketball or not, to be honest, there was a period of time when I really hated the sport of basketball, and I hated it so much that I even went to the back of my dad to apply for a key high school. But now, whenever I play with Changming's gang, I feel extremely happy and fulfilling, fortunately, I also met a valuable confidante, the two not only have the same hobbies, but also have a very compatible personality!

"Zifeng, don't fall, I believe in you, I always believe in you!" He Yitong shouted at Yang Zifeng regardless of his image.

Hearing Mi Zihui's voice, Yang Zifeng suddenly woke up, yes, she is his confidant, she also loves to laugh, she also loves to play basketball, and she is also a basketball master.

"Do you like basketball?" At this time, in his ear, it was no longer Haruko Akagi who said this, but his best confidant, and the person he had a crush on in his heart.

"Of course I love, even if I wanted to avoid it and did something that made my father unhappy, and I kept saying that I didn't love basketball, but my heart was inseparable from him, during that period, I dreamed that I was happy to play on the court every night, and it was because I went to the East Court with He Yitong that day that the friendship between the two was completely established, otherwise I was just a simple benefactor of hers. ”

There were still six seconds left in the game, and Qingyuan High School's ball guidance was very fast, and Changming Middle School couldn't make a foul for a while.

There are five seconds left in the game...

"Foul, foul!" Mi Zihui jumped up in a hurry.

"it! If you go on like this, you're going to finish it!"

"Find a way to attack, hurry!"

"I'll go, I don't even dare to look at it!"

…

Wang Lingmin, Huang Pingli, Yan Yong and all the other members of Changming Middle School all broke down and shouted.

The spectators in the stands also thought that Changming was going to end!

However, at the moment when Changming was frustrated and Qingyuan was proud, the audience and the anchor were feeling sorry, and suddenly stretched out an arm from behind Guan Feixu and gently cut out the ball in his hand.

"What's the situation!" Mi Zihui looked up and screamed.

"Ahhh

Because the person who cut the ball is none other than Yang Zifeng!

"What? I actually lost the ball!" Guan Feixu said in disbelief, except for Ji Zhenru, no one had ever cut off his ball from his mobile phone!

After Yang Zifeng broke the ball, he rushed to Qingyuan's position with the ball! There were still three seconds left before the end of the game, and at this moment, everyone on the field stood up with an exclamation!

"Stop, stop, stop!" Liu Yunhai yelled at his men in fear.

All Qingyuan's team members are desperately retreating!

"Damn, this ball must be stopped!" Ai Ji thought to himself.

"Desperately, I have to defend this ball!" Zhang Lintie also ran back desperately!

"Can't let him score any more!" Tong Tulin also rushed to his own position!

"You must hold it! it only takes three seconds!" Qin Long also thought in his heart.

"Hold on, hold on!" Ai Ji cried out in his heart.

The five main players of Qingyuan High School all rushed towards Yang Zifeng!

With 1 second left, Yang Zifeng jumped up two meters from the three-point line!

All the team members of Qingyuan High School also jumped up!

It's a matter of success or failure!

(End of chapter)

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