"Can it break out?" Ren Qinwei thought about it, felt a trace of palpitations, looked at the time again, and unconsciously relaxed again, "There are dozens of seconds left in the first half of the game?" What other waves can be stirred? And it's our attacking round, as long as we score one more goal and maintain a 10-point lead into the second half, then our chances of victory are a few points better. 【Latest chapter reading. 】”

He dribbled the ball, controlled the time from beyond the three-point line at the top of the arc, and then suddenly started and went for the kill.

Without Du Kuan, the inside line of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School would be useless, and there would be no defensive deterrent for him.

Lu Yefeng gritted his teeth, nervously watched Ren Qinwei get closer and closer, and then jumped up, he reacted instinctively, jumped up against Ren Qinwei, and wanted to cover it.

Ren Qinwei stayed in the air slightly, played a time difference, and when Lu Yefeng pulled away from himself, he put the basketball into the basket with his low hand.

"Huh!" Crisp and loud!

"Toot!" The referee's whistle sounded and Lu Yefeng was punished for a foul, and Ren Qinwei was penalized.

Lu Yefeng's face was helpless, even he didn't know why he had committed a foul, and it was meaningless.

"Don't be nervous, take it easy and play, now our inside line is yours alone, if you are sent off, then our inside line will really become the back garden of Yuying High School." Zhang Yufeng ran over and patted him on the shoulder and said, there was a sense of comfort and encouragement.

Although Lu Yefeng is heavy on attacking lightly, but he is a center, his height and weight are there, as long as he stands in the inside, he will have a slight deterrent, at least except for Ren Qinwei, the rest of the people do not feel casual shooting on the inside, if he also goes off, then the defense of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School will completely collapse, no one to protect the basket, no one to protect the rebound, they will fall into an extremely passive state.

"I see!" Lu Yefeng nodded heavily, his face was very serious.

"Hmm!" Zhang Yufeng nodded, exited the penalty area, stood outside the three-point line, and watched Ren Qinwei make free throws.

"Bell!" The sound of iron remains.

There were 30 seconds left before the end of the first half, and Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School attacked.

Zhang Yufeng stood at the top of the arc outside the three-point line to control the rhythm, watching the time pass by second by second, the speed of dribbling gradually accelerated, and the whole person took small steps towards the basket.

Ren Qinwei stared seriously, his attention was highly concentrated, and in the face of an all-round offensive athlete like Zhang Yufeng, he never knew what kind of offensive means he would use next, because his scoring methods were too many to prevent.

Zhang Yufeng pursed his lips, and there was a faint murderous aura between his eyebrows, which was not heavy but made people feel cold.

He suddenly moved, his dribble speed increased rapidly, constantly changing direction, changing direction, changing direction again, and then leaning forward to make a breakthrough posture, and his right foot had stepped out.

Seeing this, Ren Qinwei hurriedly retreated, widening the distance between the two.

Zhang Yufeng slapped his wrist back and slapped the basketball out, and at the same time the whole thing also retreated backwards, and after both feet were withdrawn outside the three-point line, he jumped up and shot, with a slight backward movement, and threw a three-point shot.

Ren Qinwei pounced high, but it didn't have any effect.

The basketball drew a beautiful line, and then fell steadily into the basket under the incredible gaze of everyone!

"Beautiful!" The players of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School shouted excitedly, as if they had never seen such an incredible goal.

In fact, Zhang Yufeng has not scored such a difficult goal in this game, plus the team has been pressed and beaten, Du Kuan was also injured, everyone's hearts are depressed and uncomfortable, and now seeing Zhang Yufeng S make such an unreasonable three-point shot, he will vent the depression that has accumulated in his heart.

Ren Qinwei spread his hands and expressed helplessness, he thought that Zhang Yufeng would make a stop-and-go jump shot, or a breakthrough layup, or a breakthrough throw, but he didn't expect Zhang Yufeng to jump out of the three-point line and shoot three points.

If it had been left in the past, he might have expected it, but in this game, Zhang Yufeng's shooting touch was extremely poor, and the three-point score was 0 in 3, so he selectively ignored this possibility.

It's simply that the team is still 7 points ahead, and there are still 5 seconds left on the clock, and Zhang Yufeng has no chance to break out again in the first half.

Ren Qinwei stayed in the backcourt to receive the ball in person, in order not to make mistakes.

However, he was still careless, and when no one was defending, he opened his hands and was about to catch the basketball that fell from the air, but suddenly saw a figure flying towards him and cut off the basketball directly.

He fixed his eyes on one, and it turned out to be Luo Wenhao, the point guard of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School!!

After seeing the person who broke the ball clearly, a wave of anger welled up in his heart, where are his teammates? How could Luo Wenhao appear in this position.

Before he had time to think about it, he hurried to the basket.

Luo Wenhao is empty in front of him, and he will definitely go to the basket.

However, to his surprise again, Luo Wenhao did not take a step forward after breaking the ball, but looked ahead, but passed the basketball from the left side.

The basketball flew in a straight line in the air, which made the audience feel wonderful, and they couldn't help but clap their hands and say "Good pass." ”

Ren Qinwei's face changed greatly, and he thought of something but was powerless to stop it.

He turned his head to look and saw Zhang Yufeng standing outside the three-point line at 45 degrees on the right side, shooting at the moment he received the basketball.

As soon as the basketball flew out, the referee's whistle was heard.

The first half of the game was over, but the basketball was still flying in the air.

"Huh!" Without any reaction time, the basketball hollows into the net.

The audience was silent, only listening to the sound of gasping, and then invariably focused their eyes on the referee.

With a wave of one hand, the referee declared the ball valid, and then saw that an extra three points had been added to the scoreboard.

At 52:48, Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School went from falling behind by 10 points to falling behind by 4 points, in less than 30 seconds.

The audience burst into cheers, shocked and thrilled by these two incredible three-pointers.

Zhang Yufeng clenched his fists lightly, and there was no more celebration, he knew that this was far from enough, the score was still behind, and in the second half, he had to maintain the feeling he had just now, so that he could have the strength to fight with Yuying High School.

"I thought I would lead by 10 points at the end of the first half, but instead of achieving my goal, I was chased by you with two three-pointers in a row, which is really frustrating!" Ren Qinwei shook his head and said.

"Don't despise us just because Du Kuan is injured, we will still win the game!" Zhang Yufeng said, without the hideous expression and fierce momentum just now, when facing Ren Qinwei, he still behaved relatively gently, even if the two sides were shouting.

"I won't throw in the towel easily!" Ren Qinwei said, walking towards the players' tunnel.

Zhang Yufeng also turned around and left, leaving only a paranoid back for the audience!

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