Ji Fan held the ball over half court to organize the attack. [No pop-ups. 】

He stood outside the front of the three-point line, Zhang Yufeng and Chen Tianyu pulled to the left and right, and Yang Jie and Song Fei sat on the inside, which is a typical offensive tactic of the World Youth Team.

Ji Fan waved his hand, Yang Jie immediately understood, ran from the inside to the outside of the three-point line to block and dismantle him, with the help of this strong cover, Ji Fan accelerated to break through, easily passed the defender, and ran towards the inside, at the same time, Zhang Yufeng and Chen Tianyu also suddenly moved, tactical running, the two crossed from the bottom line, and ran towards the outside of the three-point line.

The attention of the Sword God players was all on the two of them, because they had just impressed everyone with their unreasonable shooting performance, and there was a slight fear of fear.

Ji Fan noticed that no one came up to help defend him, so he directly stopped and jumped up and threw it.

With a "whoosh", the basketball flew out of his fingertips and spun towards the basket.

Sun Fei, whose attention was all on Zhang Yufeng, saw this change in complexion, just thinking about defending Zhang Yufeng's shot, but forgetting that Ji Fan was also a super attacker, but in this game, he didn't show his offensive ability and kept passing.

"Huh" basketball into the net, can be called perfect.

The score came to 50:46, and the difference narrowed to 4 points again.

"Damn, scored again! This point guard has a really good rhythm. The player defending Ji Fan waved his hand in annoyance.

"Normal!" Sun Fei looked at Ji Fan's back and muttered softly, "Ji Fan's reputation is much greater than Zhang Yufeng's, and the first point guard in high school is not in vain." ”

"Now it seems that this world youth team is not as weak as imagined." The player looked down and muttered to himself, as if he was smug at the fact that he had discovered the situation.

Sun Fei glanced at him angrily and said, "Just talk some nonsense, can you be stubborn with us until now?" With two minutes left in the first half, we were six points ahead, which was too far from what we were expecting, so the next two minutes were good for me to try to pull away to 10 points. ”

"Yes, boss, you're up to me." The player nodded earnestly, received the ball and dribbled towards the frontcourt.

Sun Fei glanced up at the score on the scoreboard, clenched his fists slightly, wiped the beads of sweat that kept coming out of his forehead, and ran along.

The Sword God team attacked, and after a tactical coordination, the inside line was vacant, and its No. 10 center received the ball and easily hit the board into the basket.

"Defend!" Sun Fei shouted, his expression was serious, his defense action was fast, he did not drag the mud and water at all, and his eyes were full of ruthlessness when he looked at the players of the World Youth Team.

Ji Fan dribbled the ball and shot back: "Everyone stabilize and score this goal." ”

"Good!" The morale of the World Youth team was high, and they completely let go of their form and played with ease.

The same blocking and demolition tactics, but this time Ji Fan was watched by the dead, and there was no chance to shoot, so he had no choice but to reluctantly pass the basketball to Seinfeld, who had just finished blocking and dismantling with him.

Seinfeld did not have the ability to handle the ball, and after receiving the ball, he was a little weak in the face of the defender's dribble, and did not dare to continue dribbling, his eyes glanced around, anxiously looking for his teammates, and wanted to pass the ball quickly.

Zhang Yufeng ran over from outside the three-point line on the left side to catch the ball, and in the face of Sun Fei's all-out defense, he did not rush to attack, but waved his hand to signal his teammates to pull away, making plenty of space for him to attack in singles, with a rather confident expression on his face.

"Is this going to eat Sun Fei alone?" The players of the Sword God team on the field couldn't help but be stunned, and they didn't expect that this fledgling hairy boy would dare to challenge their team's trump card so boldly and confidently.

"This kid is really overwhelmed." One of his teammates scoffed.

"Maybe it was too good just now, but now I'm a little carried away." One of the players said, with a hint of banter in his eyes and a look on his face.

"Don't forget, it was this kid who made two three-pointers in a row under the captain's full defense, and now I'm really worried." Another player said that the thought of the desperate three-point goal before him couldn't help but feel solemn.

"Don't worry, just now he was catching the ball and shooting, and now he is creating offensive opportunities by himself, these are two completely different concepts, and I believe the captain will be able to defend this ball." The player who spoke at the beginning said confidently, with a smile in his eyes, as if he had expected the scene of Zhang Yufeng being deflated.

"Captain, come on, cap him, let this kid see your strength." The players of the Sword God Team shouted one after another, hoping that Sun Fei could teach Zhang Yufeng a lesson and extinguish the high-pitched morale of the World Youth Team.

Sun Fei's face was expressionless, his eyes were calm and waveless, and his outstretched arms waved gently, and there was no change in mood because of the cheering of his teammates or Zhang Yufeng's challenge.

Zhang Yufeng saw it in his eyes, shocked in his heart, and thought that he was worthy of being a professional player, and his mental quality was really not blown.

"I'm going to attack, I'm going to pass you this time." Zhang Yufeng said, trying to disrupt the rhythm of his defense through verbal stimulation.

"Come on!" Sun Fei shouted softly, and the fire of battle ignited in his eyes.

Zhang Yufeng dribbled the basketball forward, the speed of dribbling gradually accelerated, and the range of direction change gradually increased, but he didn't dare to break through easily, and he couldn't help but think of the scene when he was blocked by Sun Fei at the beginning of the game.

The more he thought about it, the more hesitant he became, his forehead was soaked with fine beads of sweat, his eyes became erratic, and his steps became messy.

Sun Fei maintained his attitude of letting go, and continued to release his oppressive defensive momentum, such an oppressive and suffocating defense is not something that can be obtained by training, but needs to be tempered after countless games.

"Suddenly!"

Seeing that the offensive time was getting less and less, Zhang Yufeng finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth fiercely, the basketball changed rapidly in his hand, the strength of the rotation became more and more, and his feet began to cross, making a breakthrough posture.

Sun Fei's eyes froze, looking at the basketball in Zhang Yufeng's hand, and then at Zhang Yufeng's expression, his eyes flickered, and he thought quickly in his mind, judging the route he might break through.

"Whew" A strong wind whistled, Zhang Yufeng started quickly, like a long-dormant cheetah, suddenly burst out, the basketball in his hand changed rapidly, a super large change backwards, he did not break through from the right side, but changed the basketball to the left hand, and then a sudden sideways, from the left side of the breakthrough.

Sun Fei's face turned pale, and he hurriedly retreated, moving his body at the same time, wanting to cling to Zhang Yufeng tightly, but unexpectedly Zhang Yufeng's two rapid changes of direction opened a certain distance.

He secretly said that it was not good, and he was about to fight back, but it was too late, only to see Zhang Yufeng suddenly stop when he broke through halfway, and then took a step back very smoothly, and jumped up to shoot with him, and leaned back.

"Change direction, stop and retreat and step back jumper!!" Everyone exclaimed, they didn't expect Zhang Yufeng to be able to perform such a difficult move at a young age.

"Rebound!" Sun Fei shouted, he didn't believe that Zhang Yufeng could throw the basketball in such a difficult shooting action.

The basketball crossed a beautiful arc and flew towards the basket under the nervous gaze of everyone!!

(End of chapter)