This is definitely not good news for Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School. [No pop-ups. 】

Seeing that the score gap that was narrowed was widened again, the players were in a hurry, the game time was getting less and less, and the hope of winning was getting slimmer and slimmer!

"!! I actually entered. Lu Yefeng cursed in a low voice full of shock, his mood suddenly became a little depressed, and he was even more deeply remorseful.

If you knew it, you wouldn't have committed a foul, and you wouldn't have lost a free throw!

Xie Haoyu lay on the ground, was pulled up from the ground by his teammates, and then walked to the free throw line and hit the ball steadily.

87:93！ The margin was six points in an instant, and there were just over four minutes left in the game.

Chasing 6 points in four minutes is not impossible, but Zhang Yufeng's injury casts a Y shadow on the rest of the game, no one knows how long he can last, maybe the next round, maybe the next round, or maybe the end of the game, everything is full of variables, but for now, it can't limit the cooperation of Ding Chaowen and Xie Haoyu, and it is extremely difficult to chase 6 points.

"Don't be discouraged, we still have a chance!" Zhang Yufeng said, his face solemn.

Although he said so, there was heavy pressure in his heart, the situation on the field was changing rapidly, Xie Haoyu's two plus one is undoubtedly the key goal, and it is very likely to change the situation on the field.

"The next attack must be scored!" He said to himself in his heart.

Every attack now is very critical, if this goal is not scored, and then Xuanyang No. 4 Middle School counterattacks, then he really can't imagine such a situation, unless a miracle happens, the hope of winning is slim to zero.

Luo Wenhao dribbled the ball and observed the defense of Xuanyang No. 4 Middle School, and found that their eyes had been glancing at Zhang Yufeng, as if they were ready to run over to pack at any time.

"It seems that the defensive focus is still on Yu Feng." He thought of making a decisive decision to break through with the ball himself. Since everyone is watching Zhang Yufeng, the other teammates must have a chance to shoot, so it depends on whether they can seize the opportunity and throw the basketball in.

He broke through to the inside line and made a feint to pass the ball to Zhang Yufeng, and in an instant, the center of gravity of the two shifted to Zhang Yufeng's position, and then found that the basketball did not fly towards Zhang Yufeng, and then looked back, but saw that the basketball had been given to Xie Changshan, who was in the bottom corner.

A perfect vacancy.

After Xie Changshan received the ball, he jumped and shot, and the basketball drew a beautiful arc and fell into the basket steadily!!

Super long-range 2-point shot!

“yes!” Xie Changshan couldn't help but wave his hand excitedly, he was able to throw the basketball out under pressure at this time, and he also hit it, which was a great incentive for him.

"Beautiful!" Zhang Yufeng also waved his hand to celebrate, as if the ball was scored by himself.

At 89:93, Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School bit the score tightly and did not drop the chain at the critical moment.

"It was a beautiful goal." Lu Yefeng excitedly ran over and high-fived Xie Changshan, and the pressure in his heart suddenly eased a lot.

The coach of Xuanyang No. 4 Middle School scolded angrily: "What are you doing to eat? What kind of defense is it that leaks so much of an empty space? Papier-mâché? ”

No one answered the players, but the anger was very clear on their faces, not because of the coach's criticism and angry, but because of their own negligence, missing people at critical moments is equivalent to giving up their hard-earned two points and sending them back, such a mistake is the most infuriating.

"We're still ahead, we're holding on, we're scoring another goal, the time is running out, as long as we hold on for the last three minutes, the win will be ours!" Xie Haoyu gritted his teeth and said, shaking his head slightly, sweat flew out wildly.

"Hmm!" The crowd nodded and began to attack.

Xie Haoyu broke through with the dribble, and in the face of the two-person package, he made a fake throw and real pass, which successfully attracted the attention of the defender.

Ding Chaowen received the basketball, and in the face of Zhang Yufeng's defense, his self-confidence skyrocketed instantly, how could an injured person who had difficulty running jump up and block it!

In front of Zhang Yufeng, he jumped up and shot directly, without any superfluous movements, simple and neat.

In the eyes of his teammates, this was a very correct choice, but in the eyes of the audience, it was a bit of a bully, so when he shot, the whole audience burst into boos, thinking that his shot was disgraceful.

Zhang Yufeng tried his best to jump up and block the block, but as Ding Chaowen guessed, he really couldn't jump to the previous height, and the injury and physical exertion made him haggard and exhausted.

Ding Chaowen threw the basketball very easily, and his defense was useless.

"Bell!" Surprisingly, this goal was not scored, and the audience burst into applause after seeing it, which was a bit of schadenfreude.

"Rebound!" Ding Chaowen's face was pale, but he didn't have time to care about the attitude of the audience, and looked nervously at the crowded basket, I don't know who would have thought of this important rebound.

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, Luo Wenhao rushed out of nowhere, picked up the rebound in the hands of a bunch of tall people, hugged the basketball tightly in his arms, and then began to rush down the fast attack after landing, trying to play an offensive and defensive transition.

Zhang Yufeng followed desperately behind, looking not like he was running, but jumping.

Ding Chaowen chased after him and quickly surpassed Zhang Yufeng, but his target was not Zhang Yufeng, but Luo Wenhao, who was running further ahead!

"Don't think about going to the basket!" He shouted loudly, wanting to shock Luo Wenhao from the momentum, so that he would not dare to make a move easily.

Luo Wenhao was unmoved, and after running to the inside line, he took three steps directly and prepared to go to the basket.

Ding Chaowen pounced and wanted to seal it.

However, Luo Wenhao did not go to the basket, but looked back and passed the basketball out, choosing not to shoot very safely.

No one expected him to pass the ball, because in ordinary people's thinking, a layup under the basket is naturally more certain than a long-distance shot, even if Ding Chaowen has already pounced, but there is still a distance, and it is still appropriate to make a foul if he can't go in.

They forgot that the person who received the ball was Zhang Yufeng, who was a super attacker and couldn't guess with normal thinking.

"Oops!" Ding Chaowen's face changed greatly, and he actually became frightened, he fell to the ground and turned his head to look, only to see Zhang Yufeng standing at a 45-degree angle on the right side of the three-point line, holding the ball in both hands, his knees slightly complete, staring at the basket and throwing the ball out.

The basketball seemed to fly in, not only hollow into the net, but also into the hearts of the players of Xuanyang No. 4 Middle School, making them forget to breathe at that moment.

"Huh!" Three-point hit, the whole court is silent!

(End of chapter)