The tens of thousands of wide-eyed eyes and surprised expressions in the audience all focused on He Yitong's body.

Lin Fengfei excitedly went up and pushed He Yitong, and Wang Yihuan and Wu Yutong also hugged her.

"I didn't expect her to be so powerful. Yang Zifeng looked at He Yitong on the field and said.

"Yes, Zifeng, in fact, she has been improving, it's just that you usually pay attention to her game!" Cui Maixiang looked at Yang Zifeng and said.

Yang Zifeng nodded, and suddenly felt a sense of shame in his heart.

"That 30th is a little hard to control, Mr. Minamino, what do you say you can do at this time, I feel a little chill down my spine now?" said Hasegawa Nishikyo.

"I think it's better to replace Maki Oda at this time, maybe I can limit the opponent's No. 30!" said Hidesaku Minamino.

"yes, although Maki Oda didn't play very well at the beginning of this match, we really need her now!" said Hasegawa Nishikyo loudly.

At this time, everyone in the substitute area of the Japanese team looked impatient.

"You all calm down, the game has just begun, your mentality must be calm!" Inoue Koichi said loudly to all the team members at this time.

"Coach, how can we limit each other's number 30!" Miyoko Kyokagawa said loudly at this time.

"Yes, we can't run out of tactics now, and we can't prevent it, except for Lei Meng, we have no effect at all, it's really hateful!"

"Don't worry, Hiyori, you change Mina down, Chana you change Miyoko down, Maki you change Hinge down!" said Koichi Inoue.

"Yes, Coach!" said Maki Oda, Kana Eguchi, and Hiyori Katori.

Substitute area for the Chinese team

"Next, Mitsuki, you replace Wang Jin, Xu Li, you replace Yuetong, Yulian you replace next Huan, and then you come to play small forward, Feng Fei plays big forward, and when defending, Xu Li comes to guard Oda Maki, from now on we have to widen the difference to more than ten points before the end of the first quarter!" Ji Zhenru said with a smile.

"Yes!" shouted all the members of the Chinese team.

The referee blew the whistle for the end of the timeout and players from both sides walked back onto the field.

"What's the situation, the Chinese team has also made a large number of substitutions!" shouted Miyoko Kyokawa in surprise.

"When they fought with us before, none of them dared to change, but today's game turned out to be more diligent than us, what is going on?" said Sanyu Heye.

"What exactly do you want to do?" said Koichi Inoue as he looked at the smiling Himejinru.

The game continued, the Japanese team began to attack, Oda Maki ran quickly to the front court with the ball, and Xu Li followed her closely.

"They're going to let that No. 30 defend Junko Akai, is that going to be an opportunity?" said Emon Ishida, who was in the stands.

At this time, I saw Junko Akai suddenly running to the basket, Oda Maki just wanted to give the ball over, but He Yitong suddenly stood between the two of them, fortunately Oda Maki found it, otherwise he would have been cut off by He Yitong directly.

"Junko Akai is watched too closely, and it is difficult to connect the balls!" Imagawa Iwa said.

Junko Akai saw that Maki Oda didn't give the ball in, so she had to run out of bounds again.

At this time, Oda Maki saw Watara Reimeng running outside the three-point line to ask her for the ball, Oda Maki hurriedly gave the ball over, Watara Reimeng stood directly outside the three-point line after receiving the ball and shot, Zhao Meiyue hurriedly ran out to block, but she was a step slower, and she almost covered Doka Reimeng's shot.

"This ball is a little rushed!" said Koichi Inoue.

"When!" the ball bounced out of the basket, and Lin Fengfei jumped up and grabbed the rebound!

"This shot is in a hurry!" said Shusaku Minamino in the studio, with a sigh.

After Lin Fengfei received the ball, he gave the ball to He Yitong's hand, He Yitong advanced forward with the ball, Oda Maki went up several times to break the ball in He Yitong's hand, but He Yitong's height was about the same as her, and she was skilled in dribbling, and Oda Maki did not take advantage.

Just after He Yitong dribbled past the middle line, Oda Maki didn't dare to go up to steal again, after all, He Yitong's shooting threat was too great, after He Yitong dribbled over half court, he stopped at 60 degrees on the left side of the three-point line, at this time Lin Feng flew out to cover He Yitong, He Yitong moved to the left with the ball, because her shooting threat was too big, so Oda Maki and Katori Hiyowa went up to wrap He Yitong at the same time, He Yitong saw that the two were sandwiched, so he jumped up and gave the ball to Lin Fengfei's hands, Lin Fengfei burst into the basket and made a layup caused a foul on Eguchi Kana who came to help defendTwo free throws!

"Woo......" There was another scream from the stands, and the score difference seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

"I didn't expect us to use this tactic to pull the contrast apart, it's really unbelievable!" Yu Fei said in surprise at this time.

"Xiaofei, do you think this tactic is very low-level?" Cui Maixiang said with a smile.

"Huh, isn't it?" said Yu Fei.

"Yes, where is the trick to this tactic, I can't see it?" Qin Long also said at this time.

"Then let Zi Feng explain it to you!" Cui Maixiang said with a smile.

"Ah, why me?" Yang Zifeng said, pointing to himself.

"Why, don't you know. Cui Maixiang glared at Yang Zifeng and said.

"It's clear, it's clear, but I'm not sure, and why I explain it......" Yang Zifeng said speechlessly.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, you can explain if you want to explain, if you say wrong, I will punish you!" Cui Maixiang glared at him and said.

"Well, you are really fair and just......" Yang Zifeng said speechlessly.

"Okay, Brother Nose Picking, you hurry up and tell me, where is the mystery here?" Yu Fei said impatiently.

"Zifeng-kun, say it quickly, I also want to hear it!" Imagawa Aili also looked at Yang Zifeng at this time and said, seeing that the Japanese team was getting behind more and more, she was very anxious at this time.

"I don't think he knows ...... at all," Liu Tiange said with a blank look.

"Shut up!" Yang Zifeng glared at Liu Tiange.

Lin Fengfei hit both balls, 17-9, and the difference came to 8 points.

The Japanese team attacked, and Hiyowa Katori sent the ball to Maki Oda, who still flew through the half with the ball.

"What the hell is going on, why in such a short period of time, they have improved so fast, this is simply impossible!" Oda Maki thought to herself, she wanted to dribble to get rid of Xu Li just now, but Xu Li followed closely and did not give her a chance to break through.

"Damn, how the hell did you do that...... "Maki Oda thought angrily in her heart.

Ji Jinru stood on the sidelines and watched all this with a smile......

(End of chapter)