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Shi Xiaomeng and Songjiang No. 7 center stood on the left wing of the middle circle, the referee threw the ball into the air, and the two jumped up quickly, but after all, Shi Xiaomeng had strong explosiveness, fast bounce speed, and better bounce, so he touched the ball first and quickly slapped Ye Yiming.

Ye Yiming hugged the ball, stabilized it, and waited for the opponent to be unable to pull out the ball before he began to advance, and did not rush to hand it over to Chen Feng after passing the front court. Now the tactics of Anyi No. 1 Middle School are Chen Feng and Yu Qian to score as much as possible, so there is no need for Chen Feng to organize.

A few people from Anyi No. 1 Middle School ran quickly, and Chen Feng faced Ke Sihong, the defender of Songjiang No. 7 Middle School, his shoulders shook twice, and one accelerated, and he got rid of Ke Sihong in an instant.

"Damn, such weird steps, such a fast speed!" Ke Sihong was shocked, and even adjusted his steps, intending to pursue Chen Feng.

It's a pity that his speed is a cut behind Chen Feng, and when he catches up, Chen Feng has already received Ye Yiming's pass, stands outside the three-point line, and shoots when he pulls it up.

"It's over. Seeing Chen Feng's shooting speed, Ke Sihong knew that he had no way to influence the opponent, so he could only expect the ball not to score.

"Huh!"

Goal in, 3:0.

In the audience, thousands of fans who supported Anyi No. 1 Middle School began to cheer loudly, cheering for Chen Feng's goal and cheering for Anyi No. 1 Middle School.

However, Li Han frowned slightly, looked at Chen Feng on the field, and said in a low voice: "Why did Chen Feng attack as soon as he came up today, and he didn't organize it, what kind of tactics did Anyi No. 1 Middle School play?"

He was puzzled, and Ji Liang next to him was also puzzled, after watching so many games in Anyi No. 1 Middle School, he was familiar with the playing style of Anyi No. 1 Middle School, generally Chen Feng organized it, and used him as the offensive hair, if his teammates had a chance, he would give it to his teammates, and his teammates would play by themselves if they had no chance.

Therefore, in this series, Chen Feng's average assists per game are around 11, because he is actually playing as a playmaker.

But today is a bit abnormal, Chen Feng didn't even go to organize, but came up with full firepower, not caring about his teammates, why?

"Strange. Ji Liang said secretly in his heart, didn't make a sound, and continued to watch.

Like Li Han and Ji Liang, the coach of Songjiang No. 7 Middle School is Goldman Sachs, who analyzed the previous games of Anyi No. 1 Middle School before the game, and also knew the way of Anyi No. 1 Middle School. He also made a special arrangement for this, but he didn't expect Chen Feng to be full of firepower as soon as he came up, and he looked like he was only attacking and ignoring other things, which was completely different from the previous playing style of Anyi No. 1 Middle School, which disrupted his layout.

Matsue No. 7 Middle School attacked.

To be able to get the runner-up in the North District, Songjiang No. 7 Middle School is not an ordinary person, they not only have the core player Zhou Xueming, but also a group of players with very good strength, each position can attack, with tacit understanding, clear tactics, and very sharp offense.

The ball passed in the middle of several people, quickly covering and blocking, and after more than ten seconds, the big forward Gui Xiang ran out of the empty space under the cover, and Zhou Xueming quickly passed the ball to.

He took the ball, jumped and hit it steadily.

3:2。

Ye Yiming advanced with the ball, and after passing the front court, he encountered Zhou Xueming's oppressive defense, he took a step back, passed the ball to Chen Feng, secretly relieved in his heart, looked at Zhou Xueming with some horror, and said in his heart: "It is worthy of being the core of Songjiang No. 7 Middle School, and the defense is really oppressive." ”

Seeing Chen Feng holding the ball, Ke Sihong looked solemn, lowered his center of gravity, opened one hand, and covered Chen Feng's front with one hand.

"Think I'm not going to dare to vote? Chen Feng pursed his lips and made a gesture to break through, but it was just a feint, and the foot that stepped out was withdrawn and pulled out directly.

"Huh!"

Scored again, but it was just a two-point and stepped on the line.

"Damn!" Ke Sihong's face was extremely pale, and he was scored twice by Chen Feng in a row.

Songjiang No. 7 Middle School attacked, and Zhou Xueming said to Ke Sihong while dribbling: "Pay attention to my pass later, and return him one." ”

"Huh?" Ke Sihong's eyes lit up, and he finally smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll see you later." ”

The ball jumped in Zhou Xueming's hand, like a fish swimming in water, so that Ye Yiming had no chance to get off the hook, so he could only hold his position and be careful against the other party.

Suddenly, Zhou Xueming accelerated, broke through from the left, and Ye Yiming moved to the right, but at this moment, Zhou Xueming suddenly paused, turned around, put his back against Ye Yiming, and quickly spared him, waiting for the ball to land, an acceleration, and the breakthrough was successful.

This series of actions is very wonderful and pleasing to the eye, past Ye Yiming, Zhou Xueming also hit the free throw line.

However, Zhou Xueming, who hit the free throw line, did not make a move at this time, but pulled it to the side and back, collected the ball, and jumped up.

Seeing this, Shi Xiaomeng didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly stepped forward, left the three-second zone, and sealed Zhou Xueming's front. Chen Feng was just behind Zhou Xueming, and he also subconsciously jumped up and reached out from behind the side to seal it.

"Good shot!"

However, just when Chen Feng and Shi Xiaomeng both jumped up, Zhou Xueming hit the ground and passed the ball out, Ke Sihong cut the basket in the air, and after taking the ball, it was a one-handed split, shouting excitedly, and the sullenness in his heart was finally vented.

"This Zhou Xueming is really powerful. Lu Fuyang frowned, Zhou Xueming did it consciously just now, so as to pull Shi Xiaomeng out of the inner line, and also attract Chen Feng to come forward by the way, so that Ke Sihong could get a chance to cut the basket and succeed.

An Yi attacked in the first middle, Ye Yiming advanced to the front court after Chen Feng came up to ask for the ball, Ke Sihong stepped forward, stared at Chen Feng coldly, and said, "I won't let you vote." ”

"I don't vote. As soon as Chen Feng's voice fell, the person also started, the speed was like electricity, the first step was particularly fast, and the first step passed Ke Sihong. Then, Chen Feng's speed did not decrease, he entered the inner line, and flew up to meet the center of Songjiang No. 7 Middle School.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, how could it be so high?

Yes, Chen Feng jumped too high, although he was only one meter eight meters tall, but his feet were at least one meter off the ground, so that the left wing of Songjiang No. 7 Middle Center, who jumped up and was ready to reward him with a big hat, was also shocked, and the outstretched hand was powerless to retract, because the height was not enough, and he couldn't reach the ball at all.

I saw Chen Feng flying in the air, holding the ball with his right hand, as if falling from the sky, roaring wildly, and smashing it down at the basket.

"Bang!"

One-handed split!

Everyone was surprised, it turned out to be the same one-handed splitting buckle as Ke Sihong just now, but Chen Feng's vacancy height was higher, his movements were more stretched, and he was more domineering.

There is no doubt that this ball is a direct counterattack to Ke Sihong's ball just now, and it is a hot slap in the face, can't you dunk it? Don't you know how to split with one hand? It's just that I'm more beautiful than you, and I'm more awesome than you!

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