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"Don't be in a hurry, let's do it steadily. Zheng Wei shouted while dribbling, after all, it was taught by Fang Le, so his thoughts were also deeply influenced by Fang Le.

However, when he got to the front, he realized that something was wrong. Ling Hao, who was defending him, actually retreated to a position only one step away from the free throw line, completely letting him go for the first three points.

And not only that, except for Ren Yan, who had been clinging to Fang Le, everyone else stood still in their positions. Ling Hao protects the semi-circle from the free throw line to the three-point line at the top of the arc, Zhao Xin protects the entire three-second area, and Xiao Ling and Yun Feng protect the left and right sides respectively.

"This is ・・・・・・" The shrewd Fang Le immediately knew the tactics adopted by the other party, "Regional joint defense." ”

Regional joint defense, as the name suggests, means joint defense. Each player is responsible for defending a certain area, closely defending the ball and offensive players entering the area, and cooperating with his teammates to defend, using a certain formation to organically link each defensive area to form a defensive tactic. It is characterized by constantly adjusting the position and formation of the defense with the transfer of the ball and the interspersed movement of the offensive players on the basis of each person defending a certain area (also referred to as the ball moving people, people moving with the ball), focusing on defending the ball area and the basket. This defensive tactic has a fixed position, a clear division of labor, and a focused focus, which is conducive to protecting the basket, organizing backcourt rebounds, and launching fast breaks. However, due to the limitation of the regional division of labor, there are certain weak areas in all kinds of joint defense, and it is easy for the other side to fight more and less in local areas.

The purpose of this defensive strategy adopted by the Chinese middle school is very obvious, that is, to let go of the shots and not to let go of the attack. After all, there were not many shooters in Ryoma Middle School, and the only one who posed a threat was Fang Le, so he let Ren Yan stick to him, and the others let them vote.

Zheng Wei didn't want the Chinese middle school to be so satisfied, so he dribbled the ball and shook off Ling Hao, speeding up and rushing to the inside. However, as soon as he arrived at the inside line, he immediately regretted it, Zhao Xin had already set up an ambush waiting for him to take the bait.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zheng Wei immediately held the ball, turned his back to Zhao Xin, and protected the ball with his body.

Taking advantage of the fire to rob and fall into the well is a common phenomenon on the basketball court. Ling Hao saw Zheng Wei hugging the ball, smiled slightly, and ran over to wrap him up with Zhao Xin.

As soon as Ling Hao joined the ranks of the basketball competition, Zheng Wei immediately panicked, twisting his body and struggling.

Fortunately, the ball was finally passed out without danger and was picked up by Geya outside the free throw line.

Seeing that it was Ge Ya who received the ball in the end, the Chinese middle school was happy on the spot, because the time for the attack was running out, and Ge Ya had no choice but to shoot.

As for Geya's mid-to-long-range shooting ability, there is no need to say more, after all, people can shoot a three-way person with free throws.

"When!" Sure enough, the crisp sound of striking iron sounded, and Zhao Xin accepted another backcourt rebound.

"Hurry back to defense!" After seeing the terrifying fast attack of the Chinese middle school, Fang Le immediately shouted.

As soon as Ling Hao received the ball, he immediately accelerated to the front court, although this time the five defenders of Longma Middle School all defended back, but Ling Hao did not have the slightest intention of slowing down, and rushed all the way to the three-point line.

Zheng Wei came over in time to block in front of him, and seeing that Ling Hao finally stopped, Zheng Wei was just about to be relieved, but he didn't expect Ling Hao to get up again and pass Zheng Wei in one step.

The rest of Ryoma Middle School didn't have time to let go, so they could only watch Ling Hao go to the basket and hit the board.

With a score of 72:65, the Chinese middle school led by 7 points, and the time was only 8 minutes left.

"Damn, if this continues, you may really be taken away. Zheng Wei gritted his teeth and dribbled to the front court, once again encountering the regional joint defense of the Chinese middle school.

"If you want to prevent us from shooting, then I'll show you. Thinking like this, Zhang Ke accelerated and ran away. Sure enough, just as he thought, Xiao Ling didn't follow, but handed him over to his teammates who were defending other areas.

Zhang Ke ran all the way to the free throw line and stopped, received Zheng Wei's pass, and directly pulled Ling Hao to shoot. Due to the difference in height, Ling Hao didn't interfere with him much, basically no different from an open jumper.

"Huh!" This time, Ryoma Middle School finally entered.

"Hmph, see if you dare to let me shoot. Zhang Ke thought proudly in his heart, and quickly ran back to defend with his teammates to prevent being attacked by the Chinese middle school.

As soon as the ball was scored, Ryoma Middle School immediately returned to the defense and stopped the fast attack of the Chinese Middle School.

"There's no fast attack, let's see how you fight. Zhang Ke looked at the Chinese middle school players who were running slowly, thinking that they would only play conversion attacks and not positional battles, just like before, so they unconsciously relaxed.

Facts have proved that Zhang Ke guessed half right, the current Chinese middle school is indeed not good at positional warfare, but it is not only a conversion attack, but also a secondary attack.

Xiao Ling ran back to the three-point line to catch the ball and shoot, although the ball was not thrown, but Zhao Xin under the basket grabbed an offensive rebound and scored strongly, which also caused Ge Ya's foul.

There was no way, Geya couldn't jump because of his ankle injury.

"Toot!" Goya picked up the third foul of the night.

"Wow~~~!!"

The Chinese middle school scored another momentum goal, and they were about to burst the rhythm of the game.

"Free throws. The referee stretched out his hand to direct the players to stand in position, and then threw the ball to Zhao Xin, who was waiting at the free throw line.

"Steady. Ling Hao reminded behind Zhao Xin.

"Hmm. Zhao Xin received the ball, adjusted it, and threw the ball in the most comfortable position.

For Zhao Xin, the arc of this ball shot is unprecedentedly perfect. And the ending, naturally, is also a "swish", hollow into the net.

The score was 75:67, and the Chinese middle school led by 8 points.

"You've been shooting free throws more and more lately. Ling Hao smiled with relief.

"That's it. Being praised by others, Zhao Xin said proudly: "I've been secretly pushing it for a long time." ”

"Cut! bragging. Ling Hao said with disdain.

"Haha, don't believe it. Zhao Xin smiled and ran back to defend.

This time, Zhang Ke wanted to repeat the old plan, and after shaking off Xiao Ling, he received the ball at the same position on the free throw line and made a jumper.

But this time it was not so lucky, the basketball rolled out after a circle, and the rebound was naturally grabbed by Zhao Xin again.

From the perspective of the audience, Zhao Xin jumped up and just got the rebound in the air, and the other four people had already run to the front court in unison.

Ling Hao received Zhao Xin's pass, threw it directly forward, and transferred it to Ren Yan in a large area.

"Oh no!" Seeing Ren Yan get the ball, Fang Le suddenly felt bad.

Sure enough, after Ren Yan took a step forward, he threw the ball directly outside the right-wing three-point line against Zhang Ke's face-sealing defense.

"Dang!" Although it was still the sound of iron, this time it was the iron in the basket, and the ball bounced into the basket.

With a score of 78:67, the Chinese middle school led by double digits with only 7 minutes left.