Since Shigi was successfully defended by Geya, and Ya Mingtian didn't want to expend his physical strength to attack, the two sides reached a stalemate for the next few minutes. It's not that both sides can't score, it's that both sides can't block the other'www.biquge.info s attack.

The score is 17:15.

19：15。

19：17。

21：19。

23：19。

Every time Ryoma Middle School pulled the score closer to 2 points, Thunderstorm Middle School immediately pulled it to 4 points, and this situation continued until there was only 1 minute left.

"Smack!"

Ge Ya accidentally covered the ball by Zimu. Ya Mingtian grabbed the ball and immediately ran to the frontcourt. But seeing that there were already 3 people in Ryoma Middle School returning to the defense, they stopped on the three-point line.

There are 20 seconds left on the offensive clock and 55 seconds left at the end of the quarter.

Ye Mingtian smiled, dribbling back and forth outside the three-point line.

Fang Le, who was defending him, followed him with crab steps, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Time passed second by second, and Ye Mingtian was still walking.

There were only 4 seconds left in the attack time, and Ye Mingtian was still walking unhurriedly.

When there were only 3 seconds left in the offensive time, everyone already thought that he was going to shoot three points, including Fang Le. Purple wood and Geya on the inside are already facing the basket and ready to grab rebounds.

There are 2 left in the offensive time. At 5 seconds, Nightshade stopped.

Seeing this, Fang Le reflexively jumped towards Ye Mingtian, because if he let Ye Mingtian jump up first, then he would be completely unable to stop him from shooting, and whether he could score or not was another matter. However, he didn't see the wicked smile on the corner of Ye Mingtian's mouth.

"Pong!" Ye Mingtian violently increased the strength of the dribble, and flashed into the inside line like a ray of light.

By the time everyone reacted, Nightshade was already flying high in the air.

"Bang!!"

Nightshade a tomahawk dunk.

"Drop!" the 24-second timer rang out.

After watching the video, the three referees found that there was 0 left after Ye Mingtian dunked the ball. 1 second, that is, the timer only went off after he scored, so the referee ruled that the goal was valid.

As a result, the score between the two sides became 27:21, a difference of 6 points.

There are 35 seconds left before the end, and Thunderstorm Middle School still has one more chance to attack, so this goal, Ryoma Middle School must score, otherwise the gap may be widened again.

The last ball of this section undoubtedly fell to Fang Le.

"I didn't expect you to be a lot faster than last year. Fang Le also dribbled outside the three-point line.

"Why, you want to learn from me?" said Ye Mingtian with a smile.

Fang Le let out a "heh" sound and dribbled the ball quietly.

Also in the attack time only 2 left. It stopped at 5 seconds, but the difference was that he immediately started to shoot and threw the ball out in an instant. When Ye Mingtian jumped, the ball had already left Fang Le's hand.

"Whew!" the ball hollowed into the net.

The score is 27:24.

"Drop!" the 24-second timer went off again.

Ryoma Middle School also successfully returned a whistle goal from Thunderstorm Middle School.

Ye Mingtian glared at Fang Le and said, "I didn't expect your speed to shoot faster than last year." ”

Fang Le smiled harmlessly, "It's necessary." ”

There are only 11 seconds left until the end.

"Defend me!" Fang Le shouted, and Ryoma Middle School began to mark the whole field on defense.

But in the end, the ball was successfully sent to Situ Wuregret's hands, and it took a lot of effort to find a gap in the defense of Zheng Wei and Zhang Ke and pass the ball to Hua Jing. Hua Jing dribbled to the front court, and immediately passed the ball to Zimu who was outside the three-point line after encountering Chen Shui's defense. Ye Mingtian was guarded by Fang Le, and he couldn't get the ball in a short time. And the time, there are only 4 seconds left.

"Yikes!!" Shiki roared and began to charge inside, taking a big step forward after reaching the free throw line.

"Don't go on defense!" Fang Le shouted at Ge Ya, who was about to jump.

Although he didn't understand why the captain wanted him not to defend himself, he believed that the captain's words would not be wrong, so he obediently stepped aside and watched Zimu dunk the ball with both hands.

The score is 29:24.

Fang Le breathed a sigh of relief, the moment the ball jumped up from Zimu, he knew that Ge Ya was impossible to defend, and if he defended strongly, he might even foul, which would be more than worth the loss.

"You're not bad at judgment. Ye Mingtian praised and went back to defense, although there was only 1 second left now, he would not be careless.

1 second, if it is in the front court or a dangerous time. But in the backfield, it's basically not a matter of worry.

Sure enough, Zhang Ke received the ball outside the three-point line and threw it forward with one hand, but the ball didn't touch anything and flew directly out of bounds.

"Drop!" The first quarter of the game is over, and both sides can rest for 2 minutes.

"Whew~~~" Hearing the sound of the end, the audience was also relieved. Due to the wonderful attack of the two teams, they were nervous just now, for fear of missing any detail.

"Good, good, so strong!" Wen Hao's mouth couldn't close in shock.

"Well, they are very strong, but ・・・・・・" Li Hua tightened his eyebrows and said worriedly: "They are all not ready to show their full strength." ”

"What!" Ren Yan jumped up from his seat in surprise, he was so strong before he could do his best, what would happen if he did his best?

"Hey!" Li Hua sighed, looked at Yun Feng, and said, "Yun Feng, how is it?"

"One word. Qin Yu in Yun Feng's arms preemptively said for Yun Feng.

Li Hua asked, "What words?"

"Lose!"

Qin Yu said with a rare serious expression: "If Yun Feng meets them now, there is basically no hope of winning. ”

Li Hua turned his gaze to Yun Feng, hoping to get his answer in person. After seeing Yun Feng nodded, he turned his head back a little disappointed.

Seeing Li Hua turn his head, Yun Feng immediately attached himself to Qin Yu's ear and said coquettishly: "Dear Xiaoyu, you have so little confidence in me, I'm so sad." ”

Qin Yu twisted his shirt arm fiercely and said, "Don't let me speak in this tone, it sounds weird and awkward." Also, I don't know how much strength you have, I forgot who is abused by me every day!"

"It hurts. Yun Feng rubbed his arm, this little girl, how can her strength get bigger and bigger recently, it seems that she will have to suffer in the future.

On the bench of Ryoma Middle School, the main players who had just played were drinking water and listening to Fang Le's next tactics.

'We're five points down and we're in possession of the ball so we have a chance to get close to three or even two. So wait for the attack, we must succeed, otherwise it will be difficult to chase if the score is stretched again, you know?" Fang Le quickly explained.

"Got it!" replied in unison.

“ok。 "Fang Le began to arrange 'work', "Wait a minute, Zhang Ke will dribble, Zheng Wei will run outside the three-point line, Chen Shui will help Zheng Wei block and dismantle, if Zheng Wei shoots immediately after the vacancy, I believe you can shoot it." ”

Zheng Wei patted his chest and said, "Leave it to me." ”

Fang Le continued to arrange, "Okay, if Zheng Wei doesn't have a chance to shoot, pass the ball to Ge Ya on the inside, and Ge Ya will try to see if he can shoot under the basket after receiving the ball." ”

Ge Ya nodded and said, "Got it." ”

Fang Le continued: "If it doesn't work, pass the ball to Zhang Ke again, Zhang Ke runs to the left 45-degree angle where you have the highest hit rate to catch the ball, at this time there must be not much time left, you get the ball and shoot it directly, but see if you can make a foul." ”

Zhang Ke said: "Okay." ”

"Come on, we're going to win. Fang Le stretched out his right hand.

The others put their hands on the back of his hand and shouted together, "Come on, come on!"

"That's all. Fang Le clapped his hands and said, "Everyone is ready to play, and, Cai He." ”

"Yes!" a 1.84-meter-tall player wearing the No. 21 jersey of Ryoma Middle School stepped forward.

"Wait a minute, you'll be on the field in my place. ”

"Ahh・・・・・・h ”

Because in Longma Middle School, there is only one thing for the players to do, and that is to listen to Fang Le's arrangement and not have any doubts.

Fang Le smiled bitterly, in fact, he had no choice but to do this, because just before the end of the game, Ye Mingtian said a word to him.

"I'm not on the second quarter. ”