Chapter 33: Midfield

"It's a beautiful pass!" Yun Zhou turned around and grabbed the basketball, took two quick steps, and jumped towards the high basket.

It turned out that at the moment when Zhang Qi broke through, Yunzhou had already started to run to the Z half, and he knew that Mo Yufeng would definitely succeed, and there was no accident!

And Mo Yufeng also knows that he is slightly inferior to Yunzhou in speed, if he breaks through on his own to score points after a successful steal, and the opponent has a super powerful Ling Tianyu here, then the probability of success will be reduced a lot, so he decisively chooses to pass the ball and let Yunzhou score!

This is an absolute trust, a kind of heart-to-heart, water and milk * blending brotherhood, since the last game with Shanda University, the tacit understanding of the whole team, once again reached a new level.

Once you have reached this supremacy, you can understand your teammates' intentions by telepathy alone, and then plan your next move in advance.

"Bang!"

Yunzhou jumped very elegantly, raised his right arm high, and slammed the basketball into the basket again.

"Yay...... It's so handsome!"

Yunzhou's extremely handsome dunk performance, coupled with his sunny and handsome appearance, caused the female fans in the audience to scream wildly.

After landing, Yunzhou opened his arms, roared, and turned around the audience, exuding a domineering momentum of solitude in the sky and on the ground.

"Thirty-two to forty. Lin Zhiquan shouted excitedly: "After a clean break by captain Mo Yufeng, the captain of the Polytechnic University, he made a long pass to the small forward Yunzhou again, and after a violent dunk by Yunzhou, the score between the two sides was stretched from six points in the first quarter to 8 points.

Ling Tianyu stood in the middle of the court, looking at the proud opponent, the silent blood in his body finally boiled, the battle flame in his heart was burning, and his eyes flashed with a wild light.

Come on, Yunzhou, let's fight to the death!

Z Big reorganizes the offense.

Ji Hai dribbled the ball to the front court and hoisted it to Ling Tianyu at the bottom right of the three-point line.

Du Chuan came out from under the basket and blocked in front of the defending Yunzhou, and at the moment when he flashed out of the gap, Ling Tianyu jumped high and shot three points.

His momentum seemed to be much stronger, like a beast desperate for victory, he shot very quickly, and when his body was still rising, the basketball was already out of his hand, so that Deng Kai wanted to pounce on it to make up for the defense, but it was too late.

The fans of the largest Z swept away their depression and cheered like thunder.

Thirty-five to forty, Z is close to three points.

"What?" Ling Tianyu raised his chin towards Yunzhou defiantly.

"It's kind of interesting that you're in such a state. Yun Zhou replied lightly, but his fighting spirit was completely ignited with Ling Tianyu's three-point shot.

The monstrous battle intent in his heart burned with flames, and what could excite him more than a battle with a master?

The two sides are inseparable, and the score has been beating on the five-point difference.

The whistle blew at the end of the first half, and the scoreboard showed a score of forty-two to forty-seven.

The five Polytechnic people with excited faces walked back to the rest area.

"Brother Yun, my idol, your 360-degree slam dunk is simply not too handsome!" Luo Tianwei shouted and rushed up to hug Yunzhou.

"Don't, you kid stay away from me. Yun Zhou hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Luo Tian and dodged to the side, he was afraid that Luo Tian would say again after a while, "I'm willing to talk to you or something."

Wu Hualin looked at the bright red 42-47 on the scoreboard, and his mood was difficult to calm down, as long as he won this game, he would be 100% qualified to participate in the Southeast Division Competition, and then go to the ultimate dream.

The CUBA Finals is the real CUBA!

There, you will feel the real passion, what the real blood boils like!

Leading the team to the podium of the CUBA championship is the crowning honor in the hearts of all CUBA team managers!

Thinking of this, Wu Hualin turned around and looked at Yun Zhou and Mo Yufeng with very calm and serious eyes and said, "Yun Zhou, Mo Yufeng, in the second half, can you keep this score gap all the time?"

Yun Zhou raised the sports drink in his hand and poured it violently, wiped the corners of his mouth, and then said a sentence that shocked Wu Hualin and all the team members: "Coach, don't you think it's boring to only lead by five points? Since our goal is the CUBA championship, then we must play the demeanor of the championship team and prove to other CUBA strong teams in the country that we have the strength to win the highest honor." ”

The other members of the H Institute of Technology were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other a few times, and eleven pairs of extraordinarily divine eyes showed an extremely determined light, and at the same time nodded vigorously: "Hmm!"

Wu Hualin's heart jumped even more violently, almost burst into tears, and his whole body began to tremble with excitement!

Luo Tian, Liang Yu, and Qin Zhijie, the three stinkers, grabbed the basketball and went to the basket to practice shooting.

At halftime, the biggest basketball baby came on the court!

"The legs are too thick!" Liang Yu caught Qin Zhijie's ball falling from the net, looked at the basketball baby on the court, and continued to shoot.

"The waist is also thick!" Luo Tian pouted and continued.

"The chest is not big enough. ”

"Vulgar, look at how girls only look at their breasts!" As soon as Qin Zhijie's words came out, he was immediately despised by Luo Tian and Liang Yu.

Qin Zhijie was wronged, I followed what you said!

Luo Tian and Liang Yu didn't care about him, they continued to shoot the basket, and they picked the fault of a basketball baby, what is the proportion of this body, the face is not good-looking, a group of young and beautiful basketball babies, they are said to be useless.

In the end, the three of them reached a unanimous opinion, or Tong Erfu, the cheerleader of his school, had the best figure and the best face.

The three second-class goods ran to the bottom of the stands and waved to Tong Erfu, who smiled in return.

Liang Yu fell to the ground with a "bang", Luo Tian pounced, Qin Zhijie also pounced, and the three of them played Arhat.

At the other end of the field, the Z big players were not in such a good mood as them, and they were listening to the head coach's lecture with solemn expressions.

"I don't even know what to say about you! Du Chuan, Zhang Qi, you all have an advantage in height over each other, why can't you keep them well?" Sun Changxing, who is famous for his calmness, couldn't help but get angry at this time, and yelled at his teammates: "We are the champion team, the score has been behind in the first half, and the second half opened with Polytechnic controlling the ball, how are you going to pull this score back?"

After the Z team members glanced at each other, they yelled very unwillingly: "Coach, we must work hard in the second half to defend the dignity of the king of Z University to the death." ”

"Go, go and fight hard! I believe that you will snatch the victory back into your hands and ascend to the championship throne again!" Sun Changxing said these words very emotionally and sat back on the bench.

In terms of tactics, everything that should be said has been said, everything that can be done has been done, and everything that follows is all up to them to work hard.

Glancing at Wu Hualin, who was not far away with a relaxed face, Sun Changxing said fiercely in his heart: Wu Hualin, you wait for it, I will definitely not lose to you!

Sitting on the bench, Ling Tianyu happened to see the smile on Yun Zhou's face on the opposite side talking to his teammates, and his heart suddenly flooded with a turbulent wave of fighting intent.

The fifteen-minute break is not long, but it is not short, and the hero duel like Mars hitting the earth will start again.

The five people gathered in a circle, stretched out their hands and folded them together, and Du Chuan shouted loudly: "Burn my battle blood, burn my war soul, cast my battle body, and step on a strong enemy!"

"Fight, fight, fight!" the five shouted in unison.

A monstrous battle intent centered on Ling Tianyu and the other five people, swept away in all directions.

Wu Hualin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered in his heart: "The momentum is good, but I don't know if the strength can hold on!"

"Don't let our opponent wait too long, play!" Mo Yufeng finished speaking, and took the lead in walking towards the field.

"With me here, you don't want to get the MVP trophy!" Ling Tianyu stared at Yun Zhou and said word by word.

"Let's see if you have that ability!" Yun Zhou's tone was sharp and domineering, as long as he stood on the court, he would become another person, and the blood in his body always wanted to boil uncontrollably.

Basketball itself is fun, but as a competitive sport, the essence is very cruel.

Isn't the so-called competition just to compete for a superiority?

Since it is to decide the superior, then completely defeating the opponent is a kind of respect for the opponent, which shows that your opponent is worthy of your all-out efforts, and it is worth you to use all your strength to completely destroy the opponent, and you must not be soft.

In the same way, failure is inevitable, and this is an inevitable result of all competitive sports! If you choose competitive sports, you must bear all the failures at any time!

Only when a person comes out of failure bravely will he become stronger and stronger, and gradually become the one who stands at the top of the pyramid of the strong.

Therefore, once you leave the basketball court, the opponent will no longer be the opponent, everyone is an equal ordinary person, and Yunzhou will become the tolerant and easy-going sunny boy again.

The third quarter of the second half begins.

H Polytechnic International Practice Baseline Serve, Huo Minrui Dribbled the ball through the half court and handed it to Yunzhou.

This time it was not Ling Tianyu who defended Yunzhou, but the center Zhang Qi, the purpose of this was to avoid Ling Tianyu and Yunzhou head-on, and second, to prevent Yunzhou from throwing three points from a long distance.

Yun Zhou quickly slapped the basketball and made a change of direction in front of Zhang Qi, and the basketball instantly jumped from his left hand to his right hand.

Zhang Qi's expression remained unchanged, he only took a small half step back, his body moved slightly to the left, and he still maintained a distance of about one meter from Yunzhou.

"Whoosh. Yun Zhou's eyes were cold, and the basketball flew straight into Mo Yufeng's hands.

After Mo Yufeng received the ball, he pressed down his body slightly, and his shoulders quickly shook left and right.

"Shake your shoulders, it's a pity that you're not Iverson!" Ling Tianyu, who was defending him, sneered secretly, stretched out his right hand to cover the other party, and spread out his left hand, staring at Mo Yufeng for a moment.

He knows the strength of the other party very well, the technique is very strong but the speed is not fast enough, he can completely observe the other party's movements and make a decision.

Mo Yufeng stared at Ling Tianyu with an indifferent expression, and suddenly straightened up and held the basketball high with both hands, making a gesture to shoot.