At 5:40 p.m. Beijing time on December 17, the Hongyun Arena was already overcrowded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After so many days of fierce battles, the losers group finally ushered in the final battle, and the two teams in the decisive battle are also the long-awaited Longma Middle School and Chinese Middle School.

Just like the previous Chinese middle school vs. Thunderstorm Middle School, this game is destined to be a wonderful and exciting game. Driven by the passionate music played on the radio, the audience's emotions were extremely high.

On the basketball court, the players on both sides have already begun to warm up, the Chinese middle school in red jerseys and the dragon horse middle school with white players.

As usual in training, Fang Le took the ball outside the three-point line and shot, or dribbled and shot, or ran to catch the ball and jump shots, and finally put the basketball into the basket, and the shooting rate was also very high.

On the side of the Chinese Middle School, Ren Yan, who is still the starter, also responded, and connected with three yuan outside the three-point line in the bottom right corner. This is his last game at the Chinese High School, so he naturally has to be in the best shape.

Seeing Ren Yan's performance, Fang Le showed an ugly expression, and said to Zhang Ke beside him: "Their small forward will be handed over to you, you must guard against him." ”

"Why?"

What Zhang Ke means is why he should defend, Yun Feng is the main player in the Chinese middle school, shouldn't Ren Yan personally defend?

Ren Yan's gaze fell on Ren Yan and said, "Because there is another person who must be guarded against by me." ”

"Beep!" whistle sounds, signaling that the game is about to begin.

All the unrelated people and objects left the basketball court, and the main players of both sides took off their warm-up clothes and stood in the middle of the court, waiting for the result of the center's jump ball.

"Please advise. Seeing Ren Yan walking next to him, Fang Le smiled and stretched out his hand to say hello.

"Please advise. Ren Yan and Fang Le clapped their hands.

"I'll definitely guard against you. Zhang Ke looked at the seemingly thin young man with glasses in front of him with a solemn expression.

It's also strange to say, if other people have poor eyesight, they will choose to wear contact lenses, which is safe and will not affect the game, but Yun Feng is alone with a pair of black-framed glasses, which doesn't look like a player at all.

Chinese High School Starting Lineup:

Wen Hao, big forward, 1.94 meters tall, number 0.

Yun Feng, small forward, 1.88 meters tall, No. 3.

Zhao Xin, center, 1.98 meters tall, No. 5.

Ren Yan, a scoring guard, is 1.86 meters tall and is 11.

Ling Hao, point guard, 1.83 meters tall, 27.

Ryoma Middle School starting lineup:

Power forward, Ge Ya, is 1.97 meters tall and is 17 meters.

Small forward, Zhang Ke, 1.89 meters tall, No. 1.

Center, Chen Shui, height 1.98 meters, number 0.

Scoring guard, Fang Le, 1.89 meters tall, 24.

Point guard, Zheng Wei, 1.82 meters tall, No. 7.

Zhao Xin and Chen Shui jumped the ball, and the two were evenly matched in height, but Zhao Xin hit the ball first with his excellent bounce.

Yun Feng received the ball, dribbled to the front court and passed it to Ling Hao, and began to organize the first attack of the game.

Zheng Wei, who was defending Ling Hao, took a step away from Ling Hao, making it clear that he would not let go of his shots.

But Ling Hao wanted to know the difficulty, and a quick left and right change of direction shook off Zheng Wei's attention, and made a strong breakthrough to the right.

Ling Hao's movements were not big, and he did not let Zheng Wei lose his defensive position. I saw that as soon as Zheng Wei's right foot exerted force, he immediately stuck to Ling Hao.

"What does he want to do?" The audience watched Ling Hao resist Zheng Wei and walk inside, and their hearts were full of doubts. Because now there is a big man like Chen Shui on the inside line, Ling Hao is still pushing in, isn't this going to send a hat?

But their doubts were quickly solved, because when everyone's attention was focused on Ling Hao, Ren Yan didn't know when he went around behind Ling Hao.

Ling Hao didn't reply, he threw the ball back by feeling, and it happened to be passed to Ren Yan, who had been waiting outside the three-point line at the top of the arc for a long time.

"Not good!"

By the time Fang Le reacted, it was too late, and Ren Yan took the first three points of the game with a knife in his hand.

"Good~~~!!"

As soon as the ball landed in the net, cheers erupted in cheers from the audience.

"They're getting better again. ”

Looking at these more and more mature opponents in front of him, Fang Le obviously felt that they were much stronger than when they were in Thunderstorm Middle School.

"It looks like this game is not going to be going to be playable. Ge Ya rarely disagreed with Fang Le's words, and this time was no exception.

"Offense, offense!" While they were talking, Zheng Wei had already dribbled to the frontcourt.

"Hey!" Fang Le followed up from behind, reaching out to Zheng Wei for the ball.

Zheng Wei passed the ball over, Fang Le received the ball while running, made a sharp stop outside the three-point line on the right wing, and pulled out his hand directly in front of Ren Yan.

From receiving the ball to stopping to shooting, Fang Le's movements are very consistent, and the feeling of the final shot is not bad. But the ball still didn't go in, and it bounced straight on the basket.

At this time, the basket began to play fiercely. In the end, Geya used her strong body to push through the defenders, successfully got to the position, and successfully grabbed the rebound. Get up again and hit the ball hard.

"Well done. Zheng Wei came over and slapped Ge Ya, and then returned to the defense together.

The opening of the Chinese middle school felt good, Wen Hao received the ball in the left high post and singled Ge Ya, a beautiful turn and shooting feint shook off Ge Ya, and hit a mid-range shot.

Without any words, the moment the ball was scored, the five people from the Chinese middle school immediately went back to defend, which shows the importance they attach to this game.

"Run, run, run!" Zheng Wei commanded as he dribbled on the outside.

Ryoma Middle School didn't feel good on the outside at the beginning, Fang Le took advantage of the cover to catch the ball and shoot again, but the rebound was once again accepted by Ge Ya under the basket, and he was ready to shoot again.

"Damn!"

Zhao Xin roared angrily and jumped up with Ge Ya.

In the aerial confrontation, Ge Ya was sandwiched by Zhao Xin and Wen Hao, and was forced to pull a lever, but the ball smashed directly on the board and rebounded into Yun Feng's arms.

Yun Feng got the ball and immediately accelerated and rushed to the frontcourt.

Ge Ya has not yet returned to the defense, Wen Hao and Zhao Xin have not joined the attack, and a 3-4 situation has been formed in the frontcourt.

But instead of slowing down, Yun Feng accelerated to the basket.

Seeing this, Zhang Ke and Zheng Wei immediately recycled the inner line, and the two of them were ready to lock up Yun Feng left and right. Fang Le and Chen Shui also entangled Ren Yan and Ling Hao, blocking Yun Feng's passing route.

Yun Fengtu is fake, and the cast is true. As soon as he saw Zhang Ke and Zheng Wei retracting, he immediately stopped and jumped in front of the two of them, ready to shoot backwards.

"Grass!"

Zheng Wei and Zhang Ke scolded angrily, and jumped at the same time with Yun Feng, wanting to block Yun Feng's shooting route.

"It's useless. ”

Yun Feng smiled, and as he leaned back, his vision gradually widened. Finally, with a force of the right hand, the ball draws a graceful arc and hollows into the net.

In the first 2 minutes, the score was 7:2, and the Chinese middle school made a good start.