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Ling Hao took a cup of Gatorade drink handed by Zhao Xin, but just as he was about to drink it, he suddenly felt a weakness in his right hand, and the cup slipped out of his hand.

"Are you okay?" Zhao Xin asked with concern.

"Hmm!" Ling Hao moved his right hand and forced a smile: "I'm fine, it's just that my hand feels a little numb, and I'll be fine after resting." ”

"Let me see. Li Hua came over and grabbed Ling Hao's right hand, touched it carefully, and the expression on his face became even more ugly.

"Coach. Ling Hao shook his head from Li Hua.

Seeing Ling Hao's determined eyes, Li Hua could only shake his head helplessly, and said, "If you really can't do it, don't hold on, it's not worth it for a game." ”

Ling Hao promised: "Don't worry, I'm measured." ”

In addition to Ling Hao's tired numbness, the other person was also exhausted now.

Li Hua walked up to Yun Feng, looked at Yun Feng wet as if he had just come out of the water, and couldn't help but ask, "Yun Feng, how do you feel now." ”

Yun Feng shook his head, trying to keep himself awake, and replied, "I'm very tired, I feel that it will be difficult to open my eyes again as soon as I close them now." ”

Li Hua clenched his fists hard, and his fingers also made a "crunch!" sound, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart. He knows the purpose of Thunderstorm Middle School, in addition to the strength of a team that can win in a row, some small tricks are also necessary. Just now, Lei Storm Middle School used a small trick, and when they served, they were close to the players of the Chinese Middle School, but they let Yun Feng go. Ye Mingtian's energy was not focused on offense, he focused all his energy on defense, whenever Yun Feng received the ball, he immediately pressed it up, creating huge pressure on Yun Feng. Even if Yun Feng passed the night through a series of physical confrontations, there would immediately be other players coming over to make up for the defense, one after another, endlessly.

Yun Feng is also a human being, no matter how good his physical strength is, he can't support it under the wheel battle of Thunderstorm Middle School.

"Damn!" Li Hua roared angrily in his heart, although he knew that the other party wanted to exhaust the physical strength of his main player, but he had no way to stop it, because if he let Ling Hao or Yun Feng go out of the game alone or not play with all his strength, then the score might be more than 20 points behind now. In front of the strong team of Thunderstorm Middle School, it is basically impossible to recover so many points.

There was a dead silence in the dressing room, and there was no atmosphere at all for a team with a 10-point lead.

On the other side, in the locker room of Thunderstorm Middle School.

"Pain!" Tang Xuehui let out a miserable scream.

"Who told you to catch that ball. The night guard continued to squat and apply the ointment to Tang Xuehui's palm.

"How did it become like this?" Situ Wuregret looked at Tang Xuehui's red hands and said in disbelief.

"I didn't know that when I received the ball, it was still spinning between my hands, and in the blink of an eye I was like this. Tang Xuehui also had an innocent expression. What made him most depressed was that he also 'assisted' Ling Hao.

"Rotate at high speeds, thus generating heat by friction. The night guard stood up, "It's good that it's only a slight burn." ”

Turning around, he shouted to all the players, "You guys aren't allowed to pick up that kind of ball later, you know!"

"Got it. A group of people replied weakly.

"Heh!" Ye Mingtian sneered, "If he can still pass that kind of ball." ”

When he left the field just now, he noticed that Ling Hao's hands were shaking constantly. Obviously, this kind of passing will take a lot of his physical strength.

"In short, don't take it lightly. Nightwatch didn't refute Nightwatch's words, because that's what he expected. But it's always good to be cautious when you sail a ship of 10,000 years.

"Alright!" the night guard clapped his hands and shouted, "Let them see the strength of our Thunderstorm Middle School in the third quarter!"

"Good !!" this time, they all shouted energetically.

Two minutes before the start of the game, players from both sides returned to the field again.

"Thunderstorm Middle School Come on !!"

"Thunderstorm Middle School Wins !!"

"The strongest !! in Thunderstorm Middle School"

As soon as the players from Thunderstorm Middle School reappeared, the fans immediately began to cheer.

"Chinese Secondary School !!"

"Come on!!"

The fans of the Chinese Middle School were not willing to admit defeat, although the sound was really insignificant compared to the Thunderstorm Middle School, but everyone also tried their best to shout.

Ye Mingtian walked to the technical table, smeared some powder, and sprinkled it on it, looking domineering. It's clear he's telling the fans he's going to make a move.

"Ah~~~!!"

"Nightshade !!"

"We love you!!"

The army of Night Mingtian couldn't stand it in an instant, and shouted regardless of the image. Look, I'm going! a bunch of dinosaur girls.

In the audience, Qin Yu saw Yun Feng's drowsy appearance, and her heart tightened, she hadn't seen Yun Feng so tired for a long time.

"Beep!" referee A blew the whistle, and the third quarter began, with both sides fielding their starting lineups.

The first wave of offensive ball control in the third quarter of the game was in the hands of the Chinese middle school, Ling Hao dribbled to the front court, and the defender became Chen Qingyin again. Chen Qingyin's physical strength didn't consume much in the first place, and after resting for nearly a quarter plus the break at halftime, Chen Qingyin's physical strength now is the same as when he first started the game. And Ling Hao played for a quarter in a row, plus passed several spin balls that consumed a lot of physical strength, and now there was not much physical strength left.

The speed of dribbling is much slower than before, and if it continues like this, it will definitely be broken. Ling Hao was naturally very aware of this, so he immediately passed the ball to Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling received the ball and immediately made a habitual shooting feint, but Situ had no regrets and was not deceived. Xiao Ling had no choice but to dribble and try to break through, but in front of Situ Wuregret, neither his body nor his technique took advantage of it.

After seeing Situ Wuregret, Xiao Ling passed the ball to Yun Feng, who was closest to him.

Yun Feng may have slowed down his reflexes due to fatigue, and he didn't reach out to catch the ball until it flew in front of him. With such a good opportunity, Ye Mingtian would not let it go, and snatched the ball before Yun Feng.

"Hurry back to defense!" Xiao Ling shouted, and when he was about to return to defense, a gust of wind suddenly blew around him, and Ye Mingtian had already run to the backyard.

"It's so fast!" Xiao Ling was shocked, Ye Mingtian had already succeeded in a dragon storm.

Looking at Ling Hao, who was late, Ye Mingtian shook him with a smile and ran towards his own field.

"What's wrong?'s reaction has slowed down, are you tired?" Ye Mingtian ran to Yun Feng's side and said with a smile.

Yun Feng glanced at Ye Mingtian and didn't speak.

"Toot!" As soon as Ling Hao dribbled past half the court, Li Hua called a timeout.

Yun Feng was substituted because his physical strength was really unable to support it. Li Hua originally wanted to let Ling Hao go, but he just refused, and Li Hua had no choice but to give up, just asking him to stop working so hard.

When Li Jie tightened his belt and was about to play, Li Hua said to him: "Even if it's a foul, you have to guard me against Ye Mingtian." ”

"I see. Li Jie said: "I will definitely guard against him." ”