"Toot!" After a missed shot, the Chinese middle school asked for a timeout to prepare for the final showdown. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After watching so many games, the crowd unanimously agreed that tonight's game was the most thrilling. Especially the time of this last section, it makes people raise their hearts to their throats.

The audience thinks that Thunderstorm Middle School vs. Ryoma Middle School is very exciting, it is the kind of excitement of big ups and downs, from falling behind by a big score, to overtaking the score with Fang Letian's god-like performance, and then to Ye Mingtian's god-like deduction, although the plot development is a bit unexpected, the final ending has not changed.

And the excitement of the Chinese middle school against Ryoma Middle School is the excitement of maintaining suspense at all times. From the beginning of the game to the present, no side has been able to completely open the score, and occasionally it will shrink back immediately. So much so that now, the difference between the two sides is only a mere 4 points.

With a score of 92:88, the Chinese High School only led by four points with less than two minutes left.

God is fair to everyone, and in these few minutes, He did not take sides.

Whenever Ryoma Middle School scored a goal, Ren Yan immediately responded, and with his incredible touch, he resisted the counterattack of Ryoma Middle School.

"Huh~~~" Fang Le gasped, in the past few minutes, Ren Yan had taken a close defense against him, and it took him a lot of physical strength to get rid of Ren Yan's entanglement to receive the ball.

But what made Fang Le even more anxious was that his physical strength was constantly declining, and even his hand feeling was gradually getting worse.

He was able to play an epic performance before, because at that time, Lei Yu Middle School thought that victory was already in their pocket, and his mentality began to relax, but he was caught off guard by Fang Le, who was fighting against the water, which made him throw an unprecedented feeling. By the time they reacted, it was too late to defend.

What a player fears the most in the game is when the opposite player throws a touch, because once the opponent finds his touch, the situation will be out of control. The helplessness of defending himself very well, but the opponent still threw the ball in, I believe every friend who loves basketball has experienced it.

There was only a little more than a minute left in the game, and the four-point difference also pushed the game to a white heat, and the oppressive atmosphere on the stadium made every fan present feel like it was about to suffocate.

It's all at this juncture, whether it's players or fans, their nerves are all tense. Only the two commentators are still talking leisurely about their own affairs.

Yu Licheng: "Teacher Hai, who is the No. 11 player of this Chinese middle school, and why does he have such a strong strength?"

Everyone can see that as soon as the fourth quarter of the game began, Fang Le had already begun to take over the game, and all the ball in Ryoma Middle School was concentrated in his hands. He led Ryoma Middle School and launched several fierce counterattacks, but in the end, they were all suppressed by Ren Yan. If he was just an ordinary player, how could he be able to resist Fang Le's attack? Besides, at such an important moment, it was impossible for the coach of the Chinese middle school to let an ordinary player stay on the field.

Whether it is Longma Middle School or Chinese Middle School, which one of the players who can stay on the field at this time is not a player who can take charge alone.

Wu Hai: "I just checked on the Internet, and the results surprised me, do you know who the No. 11 player from the Chinese middle school on the field is at this time?"

"Hungry~~~" Yu Licheng was a little speechless, and said weakly: "Teacher Hai, I just didn't know before I asked you." ”

Wu Hai: "He is the first junior high school student in the history of H City to win the three-point championship in a row, and he was once predicted by experts that he may be the best player in the history of H City." ”

"Wow~~~!!" After hearing Wu Hai's words, the audience couldn't help but exclaim, they didn't expect that there was such a powerful player hidden in the Chinese Middle School, and it was no wonder that he could make Fang Lefang helpless.

"Toot!" The timeout was quickly over, and both sides returned to the field untouched.

In the last two minutes, every point can make the difference between victory and defeat, and every action can change the course of the game.

"Are you nervous?" Ling Hao asked Zhao Xin with a smile.

"Nervousness is for sure. Zhao Xin touched the position of his heart, felt the steady heartbeat, and said, "But the more nervous I am, the more motivated I am." ”

"You've matured. ”

"You too. ”

"Toot!" The referee finally handed the ball to Yang Chen.

And the moment Fang Le received the serve, the time also began to move, decreasing second by second.

Knowing that it was not good for his side to attack with too much time, Fang Le did not have any complicated movements, and took advantage of the opportunity of defensive negligence in Chinese Middle School to score the ball with a basic three-step layup, and it only took 16 seconds and 1 minute and 34 seconds left.

There are only two points left, which is also a huge pressure for Chinese middle schools.

At the last moment, Longma Middle School spared no effort to defend the Chinese Middle School.

In this regard, the Chinese middle school had long expected that such a situation might occur, so they had already arranged the tactics of cracking, Xiao Ling and Yun Feng took turns to cover for Ling Hao and help Ling Hao successfully receive the serve.

Seeing that the ball was sent out, and it was sent to Ling Hao, the fans of the Chinese middle school breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, as soon as he saw Ling Hao get the ball, Zhang Ke gave up stepping forward to defend, but faced Ling Hao and followed his footsteps and retreated.

After the whole game, the defense of Ryoma Middle School can only be regarded as average, but at such an important decisive moment, they are like being reborn and playing a suffocating defense.

Ling Hao was prevented by Zhang Ke from passing the ball, Ren Yan was prevented by Fang Lefang from receiving the ball, and Xiao Ling and Zhao Xin were helpless by defense.

At the critical moment, the ball still passed to Yun Feng's hands, and there were only 5 seconds left in the offensive time at this time.

There was no time, Yun Feng dribbled quickly behind the double change of direction and shook Zheng Wei, took a big step forward and then stopped sharply and threw a backward jumper, pressing the whistle to shoot.

"Damn!" Zheng Wei roared and jumped up, trying his best to stop the ball, but the ball still easily passed his fingertips.

"Oh no!" Perhaps affected by Zheng Wei's burst of momentum, Yun Feng felt that the force of his shot was not controlled correctly, so whether the ball could score or not could only be determined by luck.

"When!" Obviously, luck was not on the side of the Chinese middle school this time.

"Hurry back!" Ling Hao shouted, at this time, they couldn't make any more mistakes.

"Ah~~~" Zhao Xin, who has always been the slowest runner, soared into the sky at this time, and ran back to his basket in an instant.

With Zhao Xin, a big man, protecting the basket, it is basically impossible for Ryoma Middle School to play a fast attack. But it doesn't matter, at this time, even if there is a chance to attack quickly, they don't necessarily do it. After all, fast break is a high-risk, high-reward scoring method, with a high success rate and a high turnover rate.

Just like Chinese High School, Ryoma Middle School can no longer make any mistakes.

I have to say that God does have a special preference for Fang Le. At least every time, it gives him hope.

Fang Le dribbled close to Ren Yan, a change of direction from right hand to left hand confused Ren Yan, and then quickly changed direction behind his back, and the ball in his right hand rushed to the right.

As soon as Ren Yan retreated, Fang Le immediately pulled back to distance him, jumped up and down the three-point line, and threw the ball out against Ren Yan's defense.

"Whew!" the ball hollowed into the net.

Ryoma scored four straight points to tie the game at 92-92 with 48 seconds remaining.

"Wow~~~!!"