Yang Zifeng easily scored the ball, and the score came to 80-116!

Tianhe High School attacked.

Ji Jinru carried the ball across the half court.

"You have to hurry up and pull the score to within 30 points, otherwise it's over!" Li Qicheng said at this time.

Ji Zhenru gave the ball to Zhao Zheng's hand again.

"It's him again, it's over!" Li Li shouted, grabbing her hair.

"That's it, it's endless!" Guo Mingyu also shouted.

"Can't you change someone to fight!" Xie Xiaofei also grabbed his hair and shouted.

Zhao Zheng once again beat Yang Yujia on the inside.

"Zifeng said that I forgot the score difference, forgot the score difference at this time, how is this possible, it is impossible at all!" Yang Yujia thought to himself, his body was retreated by Zhao Zhengding!

"No, you can't stop it, you guys go and help defend!" Mi Zihui shouted.

At this time, I saw Liu Tiange running into the inside line again to help Yang Yujia assist in defense, Zhao Zheng saw this and directly gave the ball to Hua Linjian's hand, Hua Linjian glanced at Ji Zhenru's side first, made sure that Yang Zifeng and Ji Zhenru were together, and then easily threw the ball!

"Hoos!" Ball hollow into the net!119-80!

"The tactical literacy of Tianhe High School is really not ordinary, as long as it is an opportunity, it can definitely be seized!" Zhang Nan couldn't help but admire.

"Yes, in this game, it seems that Changming is lost, and there are a few moments in the middle, I can actually feel that Changming Middle School has learned to catch up! It seems that I am too naïve. Wei Ping said.

"Don't say that, Director Wei, I'm just like you!" Song Xiaojia also said at this time.

"Yes, such a difference in points is an insurmountable gap after all! I am not like you......" Zhang Nan also shook his head and said.

"Yujia, can't you still let it go?" Yang Zifeng asked Yang Yujia.

"No, Zifeng, the state you said is impossible. Yang Yujia said.

"We basically lost this game!" Yang Zifeng said at this time.

"What, Zifeng, have you already admitted defeat?" Yang Yujia glared at Yang Zifeng and said.

Yang Zifeng nodded and said, "So you shouldn't have any burden on the score, forget everything around you, and have a good fight with these masters, wouldn't it be a good thing!"

Yang Yujia nodded and said, "Maybe you're right!"

"Now that the wins and losses have been put aside, it's better to enjoy the game. Yang Zifeng said with a smile.

Yang Yujia nodded and did not speak.

Changming Middle School began to attack, and Yang Zifeng quickly advanced to the front court with the ball!

"This goal, we must score!" Yang Zifeng smiled and stretched out a finger and shouted.

"Good!" shouted the rest of the team.

"At this time, he can still laugh?" Ren Zhonglong, who was on the scene, said as he looked at Yang Zifeng's expression.

"He's having fun with the game, and it looks like he's completely forgotten about the win!" Choi said.

Yang Zifeng dribbled to the top of the three-point line and began to observe the form.

"Isn't it time for 'Rooftop 18,000 Zhang'?" Ji Jinru asked with a smile.

Yang Zifeng nodded.

"I'd like to see what kind of play you should have!" Himejin said.

At this time, I saw Yang Yujia suddenly run out to cover for Yang Zifeng, Yang Zifeng used Yang Yujia's cover to dribble into the inside line from the left side!

Zhao Zheng originally wanted to change guards with Ji Zhenru, but Ji Zhenru suddenly turned sideways and stepped into the direction of Yang Zifeng's breakthrough, blocking Yang Zifeng squarely!

"See what you're going to do next?" Ji Jinru thought to herself.

At this time, I saw Yang Zifeng flick the ball back, and the ball was directly given to Yang Yujia, who was at the top of the three-point line.

After Yang Yujia received the ball, there seemed to be that familiar feeling in the palm of her hand, and the happiness of receiving Yang Zifeng's pass was even stronger now!

"Make a feint first, then take a step back and throw the ball out!" The ball in Yang Yujia's hand gave Yang Yujia a signal on how to play.

"Do you really want to fight like this, I don't have such long-distance three-point ability!" Yang Yujia thought to herself.

"Hurry up, trust me......" said the ball in his hand.

"Okay!" Yang Yujia made a shooting move, but Zhao Zheng was unmoved, this ball, he judged it to be a feint, at this time, Yang Yujia withdrew his hand to shoot, and then suddenly took a step back and threw the ball out!

"What!" Zhao Zheng was startled at this time, he was ready for Yang Yujia to break through to the left or right or even pass the ball, but he didn't expect Yang Yujia to retreat and shoot a big step!

"It's too far now!" Zhang Zhuan shouted.

"One meter outside the three-point line!" Wang Lingmin also shouted.

"Yujia, have you lost your mind?" Mi Zihui thought to herself.

"I want to fall into this southeast......" Yang Zifeng said with a smile as he looked at the trajectory of the ball.

"Whew!" the ball hollowed into the net, and everyone was stunned!

"Uhh

"Well done, Brother Yujia!" Yang Zifeng said with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Zifeng!" Yang Yujia said, and the two high-fived each other!

"What's going on, could it be the iQue Ball......" Cui Maixiang thought in surprise as she looked at Yang Zifeng.

"His fugue ball can now not only affect the skills of the entire team, but also affect the mentality of all his teammates, it seems that his strength has improved a lot!" Ji Zhenru looked at Yang Zifeng and thought to himself.

83-119, the margin came to 36 points.

Tianhe High School began to attack, and Ji Zhenru came to the front court again with the ball.

"I bet that if you give the ball to the inside again this time, there is a good chance that you won't be able to score!" Yang Zifeng said to Ji Zhenru at this time.

"Yes, then let's try how!" Ji Zhenru said, "The premise is that if I pass in that direction, you don't get up and steal!"

"Okay, just try it, please ......" Yang Zifeng suddenly straightened up at this time, and then made way for Ji Zhenru.

"I'll go, Zifeng, what are you doing?" Mi Zihui shouted at Yang Zifeng.

"Crazy, Brother Nose Picking!" Zhang Zhuan couldn't help but shout.

"Do you want to take him to the hospital now?" Huang Pingli also shouted.

"Whoosh!" Ji Zhenru flicked his wrist and gave the ball to Zhao Zheng, who just wanted to run out of bounds to make room for Ji Jinru!

"Huh......" Zhao Zheng saw the ball coming, jumped off him, and almost flew off his hand!

"Oh my God, Ji Zhenru is stupid too! Could this symptom be contagious?" Wang Lingmin screamed, he had never seen such a game before.

"A master is really a master, he doesn't take the usual path!" Huang Pingli couldn't help but sigh.

"What the hell are these two people doing!" The audience on the field, as well as the players on the field, all watched this scene in amazement!

"Aji, Zifeng, are you two long-lost brothers, why do you see the shadow of the other every time you see one of you?" He Yitong said as he looked at the field.

"Nai Nai's! Sure enough, the ball skills are first-class, and even this strange character is the same!" Cui Maixiang said helplessly

Road.

"You have such a good opportunity, why give it to me!" Zhao Zheng shouted at Ji Zhenru with the ball.

"It's time for the two of you!" Ji Jinru said with a smile.

"Really, what the hell?" Zhao Zheng said speechlessly, he wanted to pass the ball back to Ji Jinru, but at this time, Ji Jinru suddenly put his hand behind his back.

"This bastard......" Zhao Zheng really wanted to throw Ji Jinru into the swill bucket now.

"Hey, since your teammates have passed the ball, you can come!" Yang Yujia said to Zhao Zheng at this time.

"Oh, are you sure?" said Zhao Zheng.

"Come!" Yang Yujia said as she bent over and clapped her hands.

At this time, Zhao Zheng suddenly saw something different in Yang Yujia's eyes.

"Okay!" Zhao Zheng started, only to see him use his right body again, back against Yang Yujia, at this time, Yang Yujia took advantage of Zhao Zheng's strength when he suddenly withdrew, if this ball is replaced by other players, it may be in a back eight forks in the future, but Zhao Zheng's basic skills have been practiced to a level that no one can reach, so he just crooked his body, but he immediately came over.

At this time, Zhao Zheng saw that Yang Yujia was some distance away from him, so he got up directly and threw the ball to the basket.

However, as soon as his ball was thrown, he saw a figure flying behind him, and slapped the ball thrown by Zhao Zheng directly to Yang Yujia.

"I'll go, who is this, who can cover me from behind?" Zhao Zheng turned around in surprise and found a dazzling No. 3, and it was Liu Tiange again!

At this time, Yang Zifeng had already begun to run to the half court of Tianhe High School, Yang Yujia made a long pass, and directly gave the ball to Yang Zifeng's hands, and Yang Zifeng ran quickly to the position of Tianhe High School with the ball!

Ji Jinru desperately followed him behind him.

"Rush, Brother Nose Picking!" Yu Fei shouted as he stood on the field.

"Come on, Zifeng, you must get this score!" Mi Zihui jumped and shouted.

The basket was in front of him, and seeing that Yang Zifeng was about to send the ball into the basket easily, at this time, he heard Ji Zhenru shouting:

"Hey, boy, make a bet, I bet that if I give the ball to the inside again this time, there is a good chance that I won't be able to score!"

"Really?" Yang Zifeng stopped at this time.

"Of course, if you don't believe us, we'll try!" Ji Jinru said with a smile.

"Okay, then try it!" Yang Zifeng said.

"Damn, brother picking, what are you doing, are you crazy? There's an empty basket in front!" Yu Fei stood on the field and shouted at Yang Zifeng.

"Stop shouting, come over and attack!" Yang Zifeng said as he dribbled the ball.

"Yang Zifeng, what are you doing! What are you doing with such a good opportunity just now!" Mi Zihui shouted at Yang Zifeng.

"I made a bet with him just now, and this time I have to be returned by this bet!" Yang Zifeng said to Mi Zihui.

"Damn, do you think this is borrowing money! This is a competition, pay attention to what to do so much! The current situation, we have to hurry up and chase the score!" Mi Zihui glared at Yang Zifeng and said.

"Zihui, stop shouting, have their own ideas to do it!" At this time, Gao Yizhong stood up and said.

"But coach, isn't this the same as nonsense?" Mi Zihui said.

"Anyway, if you play normally now, you won't win......," Gao Yizhong said.

"It's really unorganized and undisciplined, if Senior Brother Xiaofeng dares to play such a ball in my team, go back and shoot 5,000 times, and don't stop if you can't finish shooting!" Zhan Yu said dissatisfiedly at this time.

"I think it must have something to do with the goal that Xiao Feng dodged just now, and Ji Zhenru didn't attack. Xu Ning said.

"Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Xiaofeng actually talked about etiquette with his opponent. Tian Longhe said.

"Now is not the time to talk about this...... Meng Xiong also said speechlessly.

Yang Zifeng stopped at 60 degrees on the right side of the three-point line at this time, and Yang Yujia stood under the basket on the right side, with Zhao Zheng behind him.

I saw Ji Zhenru straighten up at this time and walked to the side.

Yang Zifeng did not attack, but put the ball in the hands of Yang Yujia, who stole the inside.

"Wow, the same routine as just now!"

"What's the matter, these two schools won't have one leg, right......?"

"It's the first time I've seen this way of playing!"

……

The audience on the stage talked about it.

"It's not saved, Senior Brother Xiaofeng is completely helpless......" Tian Longhe shook his head at this time and said.

"Shut your mouth!" Zhan Yu glared at Tian Longhe at this time.

"Uh, good...... Okay......" Tian Longhe said hurriedly.

Yang Yujia just received Yang Zifeng's pass, and was stunned for a moment.

"What are you doing, this is ......," Yang Yujia thought to herself.

"Young man, you must let go of the burden in your heart......" Yang Zifeng shouted at Yang Yujia at this time.

"Okay......" Yang Yujia thought of this, carrying the ball in her right hand, and then turned her back to Zhao Zheng to start playing singles.

Zhao Zheng has good physical fitness and strong basic skills, I saw Yang Yujia with the ball, with his back to Zhao Zheng and a few steps to the right and a few steps to the left, but he couldn't get close to the basket.

"Let go of the burden, forget everything, let go of the burden, forget everything......" Yang Yujia said in his heart, just here, seeing the sky, he suddenly turned over, leaned backwards and jumped up!

Zhao Zheng saw that he was going to shoot, so he hurriedly moved a step and heeled!

"Wow, the old one is so inclined!" Wang Lingmin shouted.

"It's almost 20 degrees over!" Huang Pingli also shouted.

"Can you enter!" Zhang Zhuan also shouted.

Yang Yujia threw the ball, and the ball flew past Zhao Zheng's fingertips......

"What!" Zhao Zheng looked at Yang Yujia's ball in surprise, "Such a difficult action, it shouldn't be scored......"

"Whew!"

Zhang Zhuan, Mi Zihui, Wang Lingmin and Da Nan in the stands all jumped up and roared!

Yang Yujia sat on the floor and waved his fist!85-119, a difference of 34 points!

"Wow, Yang Yujia's classic Novitsky action is really similar to it!" Zhang Weimin explained in the studio.

"Well, that's right, I think he must have practiced very hard, and this is the first time I've seen such a good player in China. Li Qicheng said.

"What's the matter, you seem to have lost these two bets...... Yang Zifeng looked at Ji Zhenru at this time and said.

"Okay, but you still can't seem to win the game. Ji Zhenru said.

At this time, Yang Zifeng suddenly shook his head with a smile, and said, "You're right, do you want us to gamble again......"

"I'll be with ......you at any time," Ji Jinru said with a smile.