At the beginning of the game, Beichen Middle School took the lead in attacking. [No pop-ups. 】

Luo Zhaowen dribbled over the half, and Xiang Feng mentioned blocking and dismantling in a high position, which was a tactic that had never been seen in the first half.

After blocking and dismantling, Luo Zhaowen broke through to the inner line, and Xiang Feng also followed.

Who to focus on defensively? This is a tangled problem in Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School. In the end, Du Kuan and Luo Wenhao still focused their defense on Xiang Feng, after all, in the interior, he was more threatening.

Luo Zhaowen saw that Luo Wenhao's defense was a little lax, and he accelerated and went straight to the basket with three steps.

Luo Wenhao was still clinging tightly, but he didn't dare to make any extra moves, for fear of fouling.

You must know that he has already committed two fouls, and if he fouls again, then he will not want to play in the third quarter.

"Huh!" The basketball pops in.

"Good shot!" Xiang Feng smiled and high-fived Luo Zhaowen.

The linkage between the two really makes Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School very tricky, and one can't be put on, but they all need to be packed, which is very difficult.

Du Kuan and Luo Wenhao glanced at each other, and both shook their heads helplessly.

Sending the ball, Luo Wenhao organized an attack.

Under Luo Zhaowen's hungry wolf-style defense, Luo Wenhao played extremely hard, dribbled for a long time, and did not find a suitable passing opportunity.

There was not much time left, Zhang Yufeng took the initiative to run out to ask for the ball, took the ball and dribbled to the three-point line, and made a sudden stop jump shot in front of the basket.

"Huh!" Steady hits.

Luo Zhaowen glanced at him hatefully, and said to his teammates: "I'll defend him next round!" ”

"Hmm!" The players defending Zhang Yufeng nodded helplessly and ran towards the frontcourt.

It's Beichen Middle School's offensive round again, and it's the routine of the previous round.

Xiang Feng mentioned that the high position was blocked and demolished for Luo Zhaowen.

Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School as a whole continued to narrow the defensive range, and it was almost a step to retreat to the inside. Completely empty outside the three-point line, if Beichen Middle School has a stable three-point S player, then Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School will pay a terrible price for their defensive strategy.

It's a pity that North Morning Middle School doesn't have such a three-point shooter, and their long-range shooting percentage is also extremely poor.

The data shows that 70% of the scores in each game of Beichen Middle School come from the inside, not only Xiang Feng scores on the inside, but the most commonly used scoring method for the second leader Luo Zhaowen is also to break through to the inside line.

Wei Guoming has studied this point thoroughly, so he boldly and unscrupulously uses the strategy of shrinking defense.

There are too many people, and the inner line becomes crowded.

Although Xiang Feng and Luo Zhaowen's blocking and dismantling were successful, they could not carry out the next tactical step.

Because Luo Wenhao directly let go of Luo Zhaowen to wrap Xiang Feng, Zhang Yufeng let go of the original defender, came up from the flank, and prevented Luo Zhaowen from continuing to break through in time.

Helpless, Luo Zhaowen could only pass the ball to the scoring guard who was in the empty position.

The scorer stood at the bottom corner of the right corner and took a step in, and wanted to break through after receiving the ball, but when he saw Zhang Yufeng rushing back, he dispelled this idea and jumped up and shot directly.

"Bell!" A crisp sound.

The data does not lie, the flaws of Beichen Middle School are exposed at this moment, and the long-range shooting percentage is indeed extremely poor.

Wei Guoming looked at this scene, and finally showed a smile, thinking that the strategy of shrinking the defense was really a good way to deal with Beichen Middle School.

"Rebound!" A loud roar.

Xiang Feng jumped up, grabbed a frontcourt rebound ball under the bag of the two, made a few feints after landing, jumped again, and put the ball into the basket steadily.

Wei Guoming frowned again, thinking of those data, he couldn't help but be helpless. Although Beichen Middle School's long-range shooting rate is poor, but they have a super center, the data shows that the number of frontcourt rebounds grabbed by Beichen Middle School per game ranks first among the sixteen teams in the league, and Xiang Feng ranks first among players with an average of 4 frontcourt rebounds per game, which is quite terrifying.

Under the constant pressure of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School, the advantages and disadvantages of Beichen Middle School have been revealed very thoroughly.

The disadvantage is that it is beaten out, but the advantage is helpless, after all, this is a demonstration of personal ability, and it cannot be stopped by tactical strategy.

Because of Xiang Feng's frontcourt rebound, there was another burst of cheers in the audience, and the beauties of the cheerleaders waved their hands to cheer flowers, jumping excitedly, forming a beautiful and attractive landscape, I don't know how many people cast appreciative eyes here.

Being able to watch the game and enjoy the beautiful women at the same time is a wonderful thing for the audience.

"It's my responsibility to lose the rebound." Du Kuan said in frustration, he had never fought against an athlete of this level before, and today was the first time, so he had been pressed and beaten, and now he didn't score a point, just grabbed 8 rebounds, and they were all backcourt rebounds.

"It's okay, Xiang Feng is already strong, and it's normal to lose a rebound." Yu Jiang comforted, but he was also extremely depressed.

As a power forward, grabbing rebounds is the first priority, but he played half a game and only grabbed 3 rebounds, which is pitiful.

"Although this Xiang Feng is frivolous, his strength is really strong." Du Kuan sighed, if he is not convinced, he can't do it.

"Known as the first center in Xuanyang City, the strength is naturally strong." Zhang Yufeng said, "But don't worry too much, our tactics worked, as long as Xiang Feng can't score easily, it will be considered successful." ”

"Hmm!" The two of them nodded, becoming excited, thinking back to the scene just now, which was indeed useful.

Several people ran forward as they spoke.

Zhang Yufeng took the initiative to ask for the ball outside the three-point line, and in the face of Luo Zhaowen's defense, it was impossible to easily use speed to break through, and he had to show more skills.

His shoulders swayed and he feints, his dribbling speed increased, and the frequency of his changes of direction increased, but only in small increments.

Suddenly, he suddenly increased his amplitude, from his right hand to his left, and then his body followed suit, breaking through from the left side.

Luo Zhaowen is close to the defense, but it is difficult to defend. Because Zhang Yufeng's dribbling ability in his left hand is as skilled as his right hand, without the slightest rustiness, this makes him less prone to being cut off, has more offensive options, and most importantly, is easier to get rid of defense.

Zhang Yufeng took three steps, Luo Zhaowen's steps were a little chaotic, and he stumbled and fell. Zhang Yufeng protected the basketball with his right hand, changed his left hand from dribbling to a layup, dragged the basketball lightly, and hit the board into the frame.

At 40:34, Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School was still 6 points behind.

Luo Zhaowen stared at Zhang Yufeng, his face full of anger.

Can't prevent it, can't prevent it! He roared in his heart, angry and helpless.

Zhang Yufeng didn't have the time to pay attention to him, turned around and left.

It was the turn of Beichen Middle School to attack, and the same scene appeared again, a long-range jumper, and the iron did not score.

The rebound was grabbed by Du Kuan and passed directly to Zhang Yufeng.

Zhang Yufeng ran all the way, facing the three players from Beichen Middle School who had already run back to the position, he did not hesitate, and rushed directly to the basket with the ball, with a fierce momentum and an expression of being about to score.

He passed two players and jumped to the basket against the last player.

The player was also smart, he knew that he couldn't prevent it, so he simply fouled and pulled Zhang Yufeng down.

"Toot!" The referee's whistle blew, and Zhang Yufeng walked to the free throw line.

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