"Damn, it's all to blame on that kid. If it weren't for the fact that Guofeng was halfway through and shot a half-court three-pointer, they would have broken up the perfect interior lineup and disrupted the original rhythm of the game, and they would not have fallen to the current point.

As the culprit, Guo Feng didn't know it, and was chatting happily with his teammates. Suddenly, I felt a chill in my back and thought, "Who is thinking about me again?" ”

The difference of 10 points is not much, but for God of War Middle School, it is very difficult for them to catch up.

After fighting for so long, in fact, everyone should have discovered that God of War Middle School has a fatal weakness, that is, their ability to chase scores is too poor.

Success is also an inside line, and defeat is also an inside line. In good times, the inside line of God of War Middle School can prevent suffocation on the opposite side. But when it comes to adversity, a strong interior lineup has become a burden for them to chase points.

They have basically zero threat on the outside, and they can only score through positional battles, passing the ball into the inside.

And this kind of time-consuming, low-scoring attacking method is obviously not what they need now.

The coach of God of War Middle School had a tense face, and after thinking for a while, he stood up from his position, walked to the last seat, and said to a player in the seat with his head bowed, "Wang Long, wait a minute, it's up to you." ”

Wang Lung raised his head and asked with a look of having just woken up, "Is it time for me to play so soon?"

"Well, it's been sooner than expected, but there's no other way. Chinese middle school, let me show you, my killer feature. ”

What are the shortcomings of your own team, of course, as the coach of the team, you know best. Regarding the weakness of God of War Middle School's poor ability to chase scores in adversity, the coach of God of War Middle School naturally prepared a set of coping plans, which is also the last killer of God of War Middle School

From the moment he entered this "death group", the coach of God of War Middle School knew that he would definitely use his killer weapon in advance. It's just that what he didn't expect was that he would use this killer weapon so soon. As far as he is concerned, he had to use it when he faced Tenglong Middle School, and now he was forced to use it by a Chinese middle school that he had never heard of. To be precise, they were forced by Guofeng, if it weren't for Guofeng's containment and dismantling the starting lineup of God of War Middle School, they were confident that they would be able to win the Chinese Middle School with the four heavenly kings on the inside.

"Okay, then leave it to me. Wang Lung stood up lazily, twisted his neck, and took off the warm-up suit on his body. His height is only 1.86 meters, his figure is neither fat nor thin, he looks very short compared to Wu Yuze standing next to him, but his aura is much stronger than Wu Yuze.

"This game. Wang Lung's eyes suddenly became fierce, "I will definitely win." ”

"Toot!" the last quarter of the game began.

Unexpectedly, the four heavenly kings in the inner line of God of War Middle School were only two Tan Youhao and Wu Yuze, and the other three were Wang Long, Ke Tao and Zhang Zihan.

"This lineup is ......" Li Hua was not surprised by the sudden change of formation in God of War Middle School, because he believed that God of War Middle School would not give up so easily, nor did he believe that they would run out of ammunition so quickly, and there must be a final move.

Therefore, in the fourth quarter of the game, Li Hua sent Ling Hao, Xiao Ling, Yun Feng, Zhao Xin and Chu Kaixia, and did not continue to use Guofeng, because he knew that Guofeng's role in the fourth quarter would be greatly reduced.

Li Hua did not continue to use Guofeng, which made the coach of God of War Middle School frown uneasily, making him feel like he was being led by Li Hua. However, the other party can know in advance what you want to do and make countermeasures.

Looking at the five players standing on the field in God of War Middle School, Ling Hao smiled, and sure enough, it was just as the coach said. In the final showdown, God of War Middle School gave up its proud defensive lineup. And this lineup should be their strongest offensive lineup.

Ling Hao also looked at Wang Lung by the way, he hadn't seen him in the first three quarters, and God of War Middle School chose to let him play at this most critical moment, which showed that he was very important to this lineup. Looking at his height again, eighty percent of them came to play point guard, so Ling Hao paid special attention to this waiting opponent.

Wang Lung looked at the scorer above and said expressionlessly, "How did you fight, you are 10 points behind." ”

Zhang Zihan glanced at him and said, "Otherwise, why would you let you play, come to see the play." ”

"So you're too vegetable. ”

"You can do it, you can do it. ”

Wang Lung smiled and said, "If I don't play, why am I playing?" ”

"Toot!"

The referee handed the ball to Tan Youhao, and Tan Youhao sent it to Wang Long.

Ling Hao looked at Wang Long who was dribbling the ball, and he would definitely not be an ordinary person to be able to take on the responsibility of controlling the ball in God of War Middle School in such an extraordinary period.

This is exactly the case, Wang Long paused slightly after dribbling to the right wing, and after his teammates took Chu Kaixia out of the penalty area, he suddenly changed direction and accelerated, sticking to Ling Hao from the middle to enter the inside line.

Ling Hao had always thought that Wang Lung would switch the ball to his right hand to shoot, so his attention was on his right hand. Unexpectedly, after Wang Lung hit the basket, he directly picked up the basket with his left hand and sent the ball into the basket.

"He's left-handed. This thought immediately flashed through Ling Hao's mind, and it could be seen from Wang Lung's soft hand that this was definitely not refined through acquired training.

"Interesting. Ling Hao smiled, this was the first time he had played against a left-handed point guard.

"Black. Zhao Xin called Ling Hao and handed the ball to him.

Ling Hao dribbled past half court and stopped when he was still one step away from Wang Lung. He just wanted to observe the position of his teammates, when Wang Lung suddenly quickly stretched out his left hand to break the ball.

Wang Lung's move was fast and accurate, plus Ling Hao was holding the ball with his right hand, and he was close to Wang Lung's left hand. The flexibility of the left hand of ordinary people is relatively poor, and the right hand is a certain distance from Ling Hao's right hand, so every time this face-to-face hand-to-hand cutting ball Ling Hao can easily resolve it.

"Smack!" the basketball was slapped away by Wang Lung.

Fortunately, Ling Hao reacted quickly enough, and immediately ran to grab the ball, chasing all the way to the backcourt before regaining control of the ball.

Because it was obviously shot by Wang Long, the ball was not returned to the court, but most of the offensive time was consumed, and when Ling Hao dribbled back again, there was only 8 seconds left to attack.

At the critical moment, Ling Hao made a bold move, and when he dribbled under his crotch to the three-point line, he suddenly turned around and hit Wang Long with his back.

"This action is ......" Zhao Xin smiled, everyone else was still surprised why Ling Hao did this, only he knew the reason.

What really shocked the audience was that Ling Hao hit Wang Lung hard after hitting his back a few times, and then took the ball with the force of bouncing back, took two steps out of the three-point line, and turned around to push the basketball out of his chest.

"What!" Wang Lung was also surprised that Ling Hao could shoot in this situation.

"Three steps to the basket, turn and step back for a jumper. Zhao Xin silently recited, such a strange name, it is estimated that only he remembers.

"Bang!", although the action was ugly, the ball still smashed into the basket.

The cheers of the ......!!!audience rose again, and they were curious to see how many surprises the Chinese middle school could bring them.

(End of chapter)