With the referee, friendly matches have become much more formal.

The referee stood near the center circle and prepared to make the ball jump for both sides.

Although Wu Xiaozheng is tall in junior high school, he is still a little shorter than the opponent's center.

However, when the opponent's center stood in front of Wu Xiaozheng, he seemed a little timid, and when the referee threw the ball high, he hesitated for a moment before jumping.

The skin of a person, the shadow of a tree, and Wu Xiaozheng's reputation are still fierce representatives in the minds of many people in No. 1 Middle School.

Haha, Wu Xiaozheng was not welcome, he jumped high and scooped the ball into his hand.

Liu Yifei had already prepared, as soon as he saw Wu Xiaozheng catch the ball, he ran to his basket.

He started just too fast.

The starting speed of a professional sprinter simply makes the opponent's marker unable to react.

Wu Xiaozheng flicked it lightly, and the ball arrived near Liu Yifei, after he caught it, he didn't shoot it, and directly made a three-step layup and scored easily.

Don't come too fast!

The audience immediately burst into warm applause, mixed with noisy cheers.

The first (4th) class of high school was a little confused.

The other party doesn't seem to be as weak as he imagined!

They let go of their contempt a little bit and started serving from the baseline.

The first class did not entangle with them in their own half.

According to the pre-arrangement, as soon as he scored, he quickly retreated to the opponent's half, ready to mark.

The senior one (4) class slowly brought the ball back to their own half of the court, ready to organize the attack.

Pan Zhuang met the opponent's playmaker.

Because he is short, but he is flexible, according to Wu Xiaozheng's arrangement, when defending, he is specifically responsible for harassing the opponent's attack on the periphery.

Pan Zhuang is really a little too short.

The opposing playmaker is half a head taller than him, so he underestimates him a little, holding the ball with one hand to direct his own movement.

Pan Zhuang is short, but his hands move quickly.

He reached out and poked lightly, and the opponent's ball was immediately poked off.

Liu Yifei turned around and ran again.

At this time, before the opponent's organizational defender could react, Pan Zhuang bowed his waist, drilled under his outstretched arm, scooped up the stabbed ball, and threw a rebound ball towards his own half.

The speed of the ball was not fast, Liu Yifei easily caught up, and after catching it, he slapped it, and it was another three-step layup.

The ball went in again.

The senior one (4) class was even more confused.

In less than half a minute of the opening game, it was already four points behind, is this really a junior high school team?

There was another round of applause, and then the crowd of onlookers began to heckle.

"Haha, Nie Zhixin, shame on you, you're stunned!"

"Zhenghan, come on, beat them ten to zero. ”

"Number 33, good one, another one. ”

……

Liu Yifei was well-known in junior high school, but most of the high school students didn't know him yet, so they called his number directly.

In the half minute just now, the most limelight was undoubtedly Liu Yifei, who scored both goals.

Therefore, a lot of cheers in the audience came to him, and even the students in the first class did not hesitate to praise themselves.

A long-lost smile appeared on Liu Yifei's face.

He found that enjoying this collective joy with everyone was indeed a little more interesting than bullying people.

The game continues.

The senior one (4) class serves again from the baseline.

They are more cautious.

After receiving two lessons, they have completely put away their contempt for Class 2 (1).

After the ball reached their own half, their organizational defenders were no longer careless, dribbling the ball while strictly guarding against Pan Zhuang's sneak attack.

The members of the second (1) class of junior high school are more confident, and they resolutely implement Wu Xiaozheng's tactics.

When defending, everyone stood outside the three-second zone and implemented man-to-man tactics, and only Wu Xiaozheng was left in the three-second zone.

The opponent's basket looks empty.

This should be an opportunity!

The playmaker of the first (4th) class of high school pulled out a gap in the running with the ball, and rebounded from the ground, wanting to pass the ball to the center standing in front of Wu Xiaozheng, wanting him to break through and score.

In terms of skill, flexibility, and reaction speed, Wu Xiaozheng, who insists on practicing martial arts, is stronger than Pan Zhuang.

As soon as the ball hit the ground, he moved.

He turned sideways and took a stride, rushed out from behind the opponent's center, and then reached out and patted the ball.

The opposing center's hands catching the ball were empty.

Liu Yifei moved again.

Wu Xiaozheng didn't even look at it, scooped up the ball and threw it to his own half.

Liu Yifei easily caught up and made another three-step layup.

The goal went in again, 6:0.

Perfect fit.

I was stunned on the field, and I exploded off the field.

This is a completely one-sided situation.

On the contrary, the second (1) class of junior high school, which was previously considered a dish, has the advantage.

The strength of this class seems to be a bit strong!

No wonder you dare to challenge the freshman class!

However, those with a discerning eye can see that the second (1) class of junior high school has only used one trick now - fast attack.

But the problem is that the first (4th) class of high school has no way to deal with this trick for the time being.

The start speed of the 33rd class of the second (1) class of junior high school is really too fast!

Not only is he fast, but he is as slippery as a loach, and the people in the first (4th) class of high school who are in charge of guarding him can't guard him at all.

It seems that this is called a trick to eat all over the world!

Amid everyone's heckling and mockery, the members of the senior one (4) class began to feel a little impetuous.

In the next attack, they finally opened the gap and found an opportunity to shoot.

A mid-pitch.

However, under the impetuousness, their shots were crooked, and the rebound was easily grabbed by Wu Xiaozheng.

Wu Xiaozheng made that move again, after grabbing the ball, he didn't stop, and threw it into his own half.

The previous scene was played out again.

8：0。

It's even crazier off the field.

"Ten to zero. ”

"Beat them 10 to 0. ”

"Number 33, one more time. ”

……

As early as when the second goal was scored before, some people coaxed and asked the second (1) class to beat the opponent ten to zero, but I didn't expect this to come true.

Just one ball away.

The first (4th) class of high school was in a hurry and hurriedly asked for a timeout.

Less than three minutes had passed since the start of the game.

At this pace, you can play the NBA score!

Since it was timeout, the players on the field of the second (1) class of junior high school also followed Wu Xiaozheng to the sidelines.

Wen Wen and his classmates surrounded everyone.

At this time, there is nothing more exciting than Wen Wen.

At the beginning, when Wu Xiaozheng said that the goal was to be the champion, she was still a little unconvinced, but now she has beaten the first-year high school class all over the ground to find teeth, does this mean that the championship of the junior high school is within reach?

"Zhenghan, you are very general-like! Liu Yifei, you are good! Everyone has worked hard!"

Wen Wen did not hesitate to express his admiration.

Wu Xiaozheng was also a little floating at this time.

It's a star-studded feeling!

But after drifting, he regained his composure.

"It's going to be harder to fight next, and the other side will definitely focus on guarding against it. But don't worry, we still play fast attack at the first opportunity, and we really don't have a chance to implement the second plan. ”

Wu Xiaozheng's thinking has always been clear.