The Sword God team attacks. [Full text reading. 】

After the No. 5 point guard dribbles past half court, a simple screen tactic is combined to hoist the basketball into the hands of the center on the inside.

After the No. 10 center took the ball, he singled Yang Jie with his back in the low post, and after a series of top people, he turned around and shot a half.

From beginning to end, Yang Jie did not lose his position, so the moment the No. 10 center shot out, he jumped up in time to block, although he did not touch the basketball, but it also interfered with the shooting feeling of the No. 10 center to a certain extent.

"Bell!" The basketball made a crisp sound and bounced off the side edge of the basket.

"Rebound!" A loud shout rang out, and a group of people rushed towards the basket, and finally Seinfeld grabbed the position under the basket early, jumped high and took the basketball into his arms.

The moment he landed, he passed the basketball to Ji Fan's hands.

Ji Fan hurried down and launched a fast attack, and his speed was staggering.

The two players of the Sword God team chased after the defense frantically, and their attention was focused on Ji Fan, who had already rushed into the inner penalty area, and the others were also staring at Ji Fan tightly behind, not knowing if this fast attack would be converted into a score.

No one noticed that Zhang Yufeng had quickly followed up to the position of the three-point line on the left.

The two players of the Sword God team caught up with Ji Fan, lying between him and the basket, with confident faces, and seemed to have absolute certainty to prevent this ball.

Ji Fan showed a faint smile on his face, calm, and even more confident, he suddenly stopped, did not choose to go to the basket, but passed the ball from behind without looking at people, and passed it to Zhang Yufeng's hands with great accuracy.

Zhang Yufeng stood outside the three-point line to receive the ball, there was no one in front of him, without any hesitation, he jumped up and shot directly.

"Huh!" The basketball made a beautiful arc and hollowed into the net, adding three more points to the World Youth Team.

"Good shot!" The members of the World Youth Team cheered excitedly.

"Great shot!" Ji Fan came over and high-fived Zhang Yufeng with a smile.

Zhang Yufeng smiled slightly, "Your passing is also great!" ”

"13:8, still 5 points away! Soon we will be able to catch it back. Ji Fan said, running to the backcourt to defend.

Sun Fei looked at Zhang Yufeng standing in the distance, and chuckled: "It's a little interesting, this three-point shot just now was very sharp, this kid is good." ”

"Don't be so surprised!" The No. 5 point guard dribbled forward and said, "If you don't even have this ability, how can you represent your country in the World Youth Championships?" ”

"I hope his strength is more than that, and can bring me more surprises." Sun Fei said, with a hint of war intent in his eyes.

"Give you a goal, let you get some confidence back in this kid." The No. 5 point guard half-jokingly passed the basketball out.

Sun Fei received the ball, faced Zhang Yufeng's defense, and broke through with the dribbling driver.

Zhang Yufeng pursed his lips, stretched out his arms, and the steps under his feet moved flexibly, as steady as Mount Tai, and there was no feeling of light floating, nor did he have any unstable center of gravity, this is the result of his defensive special training for more than a month, he felt that his feet were full of strength, and he could slide to the position he wanted to go at the fastest speed as he wanted.

"Good defense!" Sun Fei's tone was full of appreciation, his eyes were a little surprised, and after observing for a while, he didn't find an opportunity to attack, which couldn't help but surprise him.

"Prize!" Zhang Yufeng said expressionlessly, and the steps under his feet did not slow down by half a minute.

"But you still can't stop me!" Sun Fei snorted lightly, the center of gravity of his body suddenly lowered, and the speed of the shot became faster, and the change of direction was also greater.

Zhang Yufeng suddenly changed color, and his sliding steps retreated back again and again, which clearly showed that he wanted to break through, and he must not be allowed to succeed.

Watching Zhang Yufeng retreat backwards, Sun Fei showed a smug smile, and then took the basketball back in the rapid movement, and the halfway step of breaking through suddenly stopped, and then moved backwards, and at the same time, the whole body also took advantage of the momentum to retreat.

"What?" Zhang Yufeng's eyes widened, looking at this scene incredulously, he never thought that Sun Fei would be able to contain his strength in the breakthrough march, and then move his forward center of gravity back.

Before he could react, Sun Fei had already jumped up and shot.

Zhang Yufeng hurriedly jumped up and leaned forward to pounce towards Sun Fei, but he couldn't interfere with him for half a point, because he used a backward jumper.

The basketball crossed a beautiful arc leisurely and hollowed into the net!

There was silence in the field, only Sun Fei nodded lightly and turned back to defend.

"It's a very difficult ball!" Seinfeld shook his head and sighed.

Zhang Yufeng snorted and said: "Normal, if he can't even use this bit of skill, then he is not qualified to be the ace player of this team." ”

"Let's attack!" Ji Fan slapped the ball and commanded his teammates.

Because it is a serve from the bottom line, the fast break can't be played, so you can only play positional battles.

The WSA players fell into position, constantly covering their runs, and constantly forcing the Sword God to change their defenses, hoping to disrupt their defense in this way.

Zhang Yufeng ran around the baseline twice, and finally got an open spot outside the three-point line on the left.

Ji Fan was very keen to pass the basketball over.

Zhang Yufeng was about to shoot three points after receiving the ball, but found that Sun Fei bypassed the covering player and clinged to him tightly, not giving him a chance to shoot.

The tactics failed, and there was little time left for the attack, so they could only pull away from the singles.

Zhang Yufeng kept dribbling and changing direction, kept probing and trying to break through, but he always couldn't find a suitable opportunity, seeing that the time for attacking was getting less and less, he couldn't help but be a little anxious, could it be that the team's offense only played smoothly for two rounds, and here it was going to fall into the previous invalid singles?

He dribbled the ball quickly, his eyes were fixed on Sun Fei, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he pressed his center of gravity down, and leaned forward with a super large change to rush inside.

Sun Fei was obviously shocked by his sharp breakthrough momentum, and took a step back, but unexpectedly, Zhang Yufeng stopped sharply after taking half a step, and then slapped the ball back, shifted his center of gravity back, jumped out of the three-point line in a small jump, and jumped up to shoot.

Sun Fei swooped forward, but it was too late, and he could only watch the basketball fly over his head and fly towards the basket!!

"Huh!" A crisp and moving voice sounded, and the basketball was hollowed into the net again, another three-pointer, but this one was more technical!

The audience was silent, staring at Zhang Yufeng blankly, his eyes were full of shock, because this ball was similar to the technical action made by Sun Fei just now, basically the same, using this way to score on the top of Sun Fei's head, is this a powerful counterattack?

"Good guys!" Sun Fei's complexion changed slightly, and his eyes when he looked at Zhang Yufeng changed again.

"Toot!" The referee's whistle sounded, and the head coach of the Sword God team saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly called a timeout!

(End of chapter)