How much strength does Xiao Ling have? Zhang Qing was not sure, but what he was sure of was that Xiao Ling's strength was definitely not under Ren Yan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info at least, is the current Ren Yan.

Seeing that the temptation step did not get the result he wanted, Xiao Ling did not panic. He first deliberately glanced at his teammates in order to deceive Zhang Qing, and then he quickly raised the ball over his forehead and threw it in the direction of the basket.

Xiao Ling's shooting posture is also unique, and after the ball is thrown, his body will bend slightly and jump forward.

"Huh!"

The crisp sound of brushing the net, the ball is hollow into the net.

Seeing that the ball was in, Xiao Ling didn't stop long, and immediately turned around and ran back to the backcourt to defend.

"How so?"

Looking at Xiao Ling's departing back, Zhang Qing blinked in disbelief. Xiao Ling's ball made Zhang Qing see in him, the figure he was most familiar with, Ren Yan. The same self-confidence, the same decisiveness, the same desire to win.

Ren Yan, who was watching the game from the sidelines, also noticed this, and his expression gradually became heavy.

"What's the fuss? It's our turn to attack. ”

Seeing that Zhang Qing stood in place and didn't react at all, Huang Yan couldn't help but push him.

"Huh?"

When Zhang Qing came back to his senses, he saw that Lian Fei had already dribbled the ball to the front court and was waiting for them to pass. So he immediately ran to the front court with Huang Yan and participated in this attack.

Lian Fei controlled the ball outside the three-point line at the top of the arc and winked at Shen Hang, who immediately understood and ran over to block Xu Fan's left.

With the timing of Shen Hang's blocking, Lian Fei accelerated past Xu Fan, but he didn't take two steps before he met Wu Shusi, who was on standby behind. Originally, it was nothing, but Lian Fei accidentally slipped his right foot and fell to his knees, but fortunately he held the ball in time.

Seeing this, Wu Shusi fell into the well and came over to compete for the basketball in Lian Fei's arms, and Xu Fan next to him also immediately came over to wrap up the bag and join the ranks of grabbing the ball.

"Damn!"

Lian Fei waved his arms desperately, desperately protecting the ball. Through his unremitting efforts, he finally found the gap in the pass, passed the ball from the gap to Yun Feng, who got rid of the defense and cut to the basket, who threw the ball into the board.

"Toot!"

Class 8 called a timeout in order to solve Lianfei's problem. If it's in a gym, slipping and falling is nothing. But this is a concrete floor, and the ground is full of small stones, which is why Lian Fei slipped and fell. In addition, Lian Fei rushed a little violently just now, and sliding so hard immediately made Lian Fei's knees break the skin, and the flesh and blood on them were blurred.

Lian Fei walked to the stone chair on the sidelines and sat down, and the school doctor immediately came over with alcohol to disinfect Lian Fei's wounds. As for the game, Lin Shui can only replace him on the field. Class 8 is missing Lianfei, which is undoubtedly missing a right-hand man.

Lin Shui, this name is really not wrong, it is really "water". Xu Fan, who was against him, just a simple change of direction, easily passed him, and hit the restricted area to meet Shen Hang's defense with a throw, and the ball hollowed into the net.

Without Lian Fei, the task of controlling the ball fell on Yun Feng.

Yun Feng dribbled to the frontcourt, shook off Zhu Lei with continuous changes of direction, and pretended to make a layup when he rushed to the free throw line, attracting Chen Han over.

And Shen Hang immediately ran to the basket, Yun Feng dodged Chen Han in the air, stuffed the ball into Shen Hang's hand, and helped him complete a two-handed dunk.

"Good~~~!!"

Seeing Shen Hang dunk the dunk, the students of Class 8 were excited.

The score is 6:5.

With Shen Hang's dunk, Class 8 once again led by 1 point.

However, Xiao Ling ran out of the open space outside the three-point line in the bottom left corner through the block of his teammates, and hit a 3-pointer from the ball.

The score was 6:8.

And this ball once again made Zhang Qing see the figure of "that" Ren Yan.

"It seems to..."

Looking at Xiao Ling's back, Zhang Qing couldn't help but murmur.

Both sides hit three shots in the opening game, and all of them were brilliant goals, and it was a game that made people watch their blood pumping.

However, in this attack, Yun Feng broke through to Huang Yan, who missed the shot. However, the ball bounced a little far, and Lin Shui was lucky to pick it up.

"Here!"

Seeing Lin Shui's confused eyes, holding the ball and not knowing what to do? Zhang Qing clapped his hands anxiously and shouted.

"Oh!"

Lin Shui responded stupidly, and passed the ball to Zhang Qing without a head or a brain.

"I'll go!"

Xiao Ling had already come over to stick to Zhang Qing, and Lin Shui also passed the ball over, and he was completely speechless to Zhang Qing.

Fortunately, Zhang Qing was quick and grabbed the ball before Xiao Ling. Twist your body, get rid of Xiao Ling's entanglement, retreat outside the left three-point line, and reorganize the offense.

Huang Yan ran out to block the demolition, and Zhang Qing took the opportunity to slip to the left bottom line. Wu Shusi hurriedly blocked in front of him, seeing this, Zhang Qing was not strong, took a step back, stepped on the three-point line on the left side and threw the ball.

It's a pity that the ball was a bit strong, and it flew directly from the basket and fell into Zhu Lei's arms.

And Class 7 is also very face-saving, and Xiao Ling also popped out of the frame with another 3-point shot. Coincidentally, the rebound was also grabbed by Chen Han and successfully passed to Xu Fan on the outside.

"Steady!"

Xu Fan also dribbled outside the three-point line on the right wing, ready to restart the positional battle.

"Hey!"

Wu Shusi stuck Huang Yan behind him in the right low post and reached out to Xu Fan for the ball.

Xu Fan hit the ground one by one and handed the ball to Wu Shusi.

Wu Shusi got the ball, was full of breath, and arched Huang Yan's body like a wild bull.

Although Huang Yan also resisted hard, his body was still arched and retreated, and when he was about to reach the basket, Wu Shusi turned around and hooked the ball out with his left hand. It may be that Gong Huangyan ran out of strength, and the ball smashed on the edge of the basket.

Huang Yan successfully picked up this rebound, which can be regarded as regaining some face.

If you want to be in the middle together, you want iron to be iron together.

In the next few attacks, both sides scored. There were only 30 seconds left in the first half of 6 minutes.

The score was 12:15, and the seventh class temporarily led by 3 points.

I don't know if it's intentional or I want the game to end quickly, after playing for so long, Li Hua didn't blow a single foul, like a few obvious fouls, he didn't blow either.

"Dang!"

After a crisp iron sound, Shen Hang once again accepted the defensive rebound.

With 25 seconds left, Yun Feng stopped not far from half the court, dribbling to control time.

Yun Feng watched the time on the timer pass second by second, and when there were only 10 seconds left in the attack time, Yun Feng began to attack.

When the dribble was about to approach Zhu Lei, Yun Feng suddenly accelerated to the right. As soon as Zhu Lei wanted to move his footsteps, he bumped into Shen Hang's meat shield.

Yun Feng passed Zhu Lei, and when he encountered Chen Han's supplementary defense, he shook him away with a quick change of direction. Picked up the ball and went to the basket in three steps, and when he jumped to the basket, he pulled a lever and dodged Wu Shusi's block to throw the ball in, leaving only 7 seconds for the seventh class.

Xiao Ling received the ball and quickly advanced to the front court, faced Zhang Qing's continuous change of direction at the top of the arc, and finally stepped on the three-point line and threw the ball out before the whistle.

The ball bumped into the basket and ended up lucky enough to fall into the basket.

"Good~~~!!"

The whistle hit, and the people of Class 7 also became excited.

At the end of the first half, the score was 14:17, and the seventh class led by 3 points.