Once again, there was silence in the arena, a deathly silence, except for the thud of the basketball on the ground.

They are a little blind, without warning, why did they suddenly explode?

Most of the audience was still immersed in the strength of Beichen Middle School, but they didn't notice that the score of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School was quietly approaching, and it wasn't until after this dunk that everyone suddenly woke up, and the situation on the court seemed to have changed unconsciously.

Zhang Yufeng glanced up at the time, and there was still a minute left before the end of the first quarter.

"Good dunk! It's really relieving! Han Yanshuo shouted, tears of excitement.

He wiped his eyes and scolded with a smile: "Damn, how can there be a feeling of wanting to cry, Lao Tzu's feelings are so rich." ”

Yu Jiang, Xie Changshan and others greeted Zhang Yufeng and high-fived him, so excited that they were incoherent.

Xie Changshan even had an expression of adoration. If he had a pen in his hand now, he would definitely ask Zhang Yufeng for an autograph.

North Morning Middle School's offensive round.

The players of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School stood in their own half, waiting for the battle, everyone's eyes were full of firmness and unyielding, and they were completely up!

"This bastard!" Luo Zhaowen cursed in a low voice, "Completely by oneself, the morale of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School has been changed. ”

"Huh." Xiang Feng crossed his hands on his hips and chuckled, "This way the game will be more interesting, if they are beaten in the first quarter, they will have to sit on the bench later." ”

"Yes!" Luo Zhaowen said, "I was a little careless just now, but now it's time to get serious." ”

'One minute to go, two more goals.' Xiang Feng said, running to the front court.

After receiving the ball, Luo Zhaowen dribbled across the half court and hoisted the ball high to Xiang Feng.

Xiang Feng singled inside, carrying Du Kuan to the basket. Du Kuan gritted his teeth and resisted with all his strength, holding his hands high, not giving Xiang Feng a chance to hook his hands.

The strength is not comparable, but there is still technique, and there is also the ability and awareness to defend.

Du Kuan thought like this, and tried his best to defend, he knew that he didn't need to worry about the offense, what he needed to do was to defend hard to ensure that every goal of Zhang Yufeng was valuable.

"Huh?" Xiang Feng couldn't help but be shocked when he was defended and didn't have a chance to shoot, and after taking a beat, he turned around and shot.

The basketball brushed a few laps on the basket and slowly fell in.

"Whew!" Xiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to return to the backcourt.

"Damn!" Du Kuan looked depressed, a little angry, and tried his best but couldn't prevent it, anyone would be frustrated.

"I defended very well just now, Xiang Feng almost missed the ball." Luo Wenhao stepped forward and comforted, "Don't fight with him next time you defend, you can suddenly withdraw when you can fight him, so that he can lose his center of gravity, lose his rhythm, and the rhythm is not right, which will naturally affect his shooting touch." ”

"Hmmm! Reasonable! Du Kuan nodded, a little curious, "How do you know?" ”

"Hey!" Luo Wenhao smiled, "Tang Fei told me." ”

"Oh!" Hearing Tang Fei's name, Du Kuan was in awe.

After Luo Wenhao dribbled the ball through the half, it was directly handed over to Zhang Yufeng.

Zhang Yufeng faced the little man, no longer forced to shoot, but chose to break through, a change of direction that lowered the center of gravity, easily broke through, rushed to the inside, jumped high, and scored the ball with a change of hands under the bag of the two.

It's still a difficult layup, but compared to his previous two shots, it looks ordinary.

At 22:1o, it was still 12 minutes, and there were still 30 seconds left in the game time.

Zhang Yufeng pondered silently, turned around and returned to defense.

"I'll defend him next round!" Luo Zhaowen said.

Beichen Middle School attacked, Luo Zhaowen handed the ball to the inside, ran outside the three-point line by himself, took away the defenders, and did not give Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School a chance to wrap up.

According to the experience taught by Luo Wenhao, after confronting Xiang Feng with Yongli, Du Kuan suddenly withdrew his strength, and at the same time his figure flashed backwards.

Xiang Feng dribbled backwards and leaned hard, only to see that his back was empty, and his huge strength took several steps back uncontrollably with his body.

"Toot!" The whistle blows, and you walk.

"Beautiful!" Zhang Yufeng waved his hand and looked at the scoreboard, there were still 15 seconds.

Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School still has one last chance to attack.

Zhang Yufeng asked from the bottom line of the backcourt, and he took it to the front court, lingering slightly outside the three-point line, observing the defensive position of Beichen Middle School.

Time passed second by second, and only 8 seconds remained.

Suddenly, he lowered his center of gravity, dribbled and added, a small change of direction, and very fluently picked up and turned past the defender.

Everyone thought he would choose the safest way to break through to the inside and score to the basket, so that he would be more sure of scoring that goal and that he would have enough time.

Rushing inside is an excellent option.

However, to everyone's surprise, Zhang Yufeng did not take one more step forward, but turned around the moment when he turned around the defender, taking his left foot as the axis point, his right foot did not move forward, but went to the back, and at the same time his left foot left the ground, and his whole body jumped backwards, just outside the three-point line.

"Oh no, he's going to shoot three points!" Xiang Feng's face changed, and he rushed out of the inner line desperately.

Luo Zhaowen was in the bottom corner, and he also rushed towards Zhang Yufeng, and the scoring guard who initially defended him jumped up directly after stabilizing his center of gravity, even if he couldn't reach the basketball, he had to do his best to obstruct it.

Zhang Yufeng's face did not change, and under the gaze of thousands of people in the stadium, he jumped up calmly, calmly made shooting movements, and calmly pulled the basketball out of his fingers.

At the moment of this ball, Xiang Feng and Luo Zhaowen also pounced, jumped high, raised their hands, and tried to interfere with the ball.

It's quite a shocking picture.

The four of them were all in the air, Xiang Feng, Luo Zhaowen, and the scoring guard, and the three of them went to block Zhang Yufeng at the same time, and the three palms completely blocked his vision.

Unfortunately, the distance between them was still a little short, and they could only watch the basketball fly overhead.

Everyone's eyes moved with the movement of the basketball, and when they saw the basketball fall into the basket with a "swish", people were stunned for a moment, and then they looked back at Zhang Yufeng.

At the same time, the referee's whistle blew and the first quarter of the game was over!

Zhang Yufeng's expression was hideous, and he slapped his chest excitedly, feeling that the blood in his whole body was boiling, and the muscles in his whole body were expanding.

This three-point shot was so cool, his nerves were excited to the extreme, and that wonderful feeling that could not be described in words flowed through his whole body!

"Beautiful!" His teammates rushed up excitedly, hugged and hugged him, and he was a little crazy with excitement.

On the other hand, the players of Beichen Middle School were at a loss.

Luo Zhaowen looked at the scoreboard, 22:13, and the difference between the two sides was only 9 points.

He suddenly thought of Zhang Yufeng's declaration that "the end of the first quarter chased 1o points", and he felt very uncomfortable, remembering that he had mocked him at the time, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face now.

Who the hell laughed at whom?

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