During the intermission, Yang Juncheng continued to instill J soup in everyone, so that the players could maintain a strong fighting spirit. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

The Australian players were scolded by their coaches.

From a 26-point lead to a 9-point lead, the national youth team chased a full 17 points in the second half of the third quarter, and Zhang Yufeng alone scored 14 points in the third quarter, and his personal score also rose to 23 points.

The big screen in the stadium kept playing back the highlights of the national youth team chasing points in the second half of the third quarter, and when Zhang Yufeng hit three points in a row and scored two plus one, the audience would remember warm cheers, and even some Chinese fans shouted MVP.

"The national youth team chased 17 points in the third quarter, and if this trend continues, it is not impossible for the fourth quarter to overtake the score?" The narrator said excitedly while looking at the data sheet called up on the computer.

"It's entirely possible!" The guest then said, "There are still ten minutes left before the game ends, anything can happen during this period, especially when Zhang Yufeng is in hot form, no one in the Australian team can stop him, under his leadership, the national youth team is bound to set off a counterattack!" ”

"Zhang Yufeng ......" The commentator's voice froze, and he paused and said, "What a great player!" ”

Listening to these words, the fans who sat in front of the TV on the other side of the ocean to watch the game did not know how excited they were.

Everyone will have a hero in their minds at different stages of life, and there is no doubt that now in their minds, Zhang Yufeng is a hero, a hero who saved the Chinese team, and a hero of thousands of fans.

Of course, the game is not over yet, and winning or losing is uncertain, but no matter whether the national youth team wins or loses, Zhang Yufeng will be a hero.

At the end of the break, players from both sides returned to the court for the final quarter.

To the surprise of the audience, the core players of both teams were on the court, Simmons was on the court, and Zhang Yufeng was also on the court!

Is this the rhythm that is going to play the entire fourth quarter?

The fans guessed in their hearts, cheering even louder.

The national youth team carried out the first attack, Zhou Chu dribbled to organize the attack, and handed the ball to Zhang Yufeng after halftime.

Yang Juncheng's intention is obvious, let him play with four substitute players, which is equivalent to giving him unlimited offensive rights, and he can attack unscrupulously.

The rest of the national youth team also understood that they could only count on Zhang Yufeng at this time, so they all opened up their positions to leave him enough space for singles.

"Smack!" Successive rapid crotch dribbles, a sudden change of direction shook off the defender and broke through from the right side.

He rushed to the middle of the box with a lunge and then jumped to shoot with a quick stop.

Simmons came from the flank to make up for the defense, but unfortunately Zhang Yufeng shot extremely fast and didn't give him a chance to block!

"Huh!" The basketball is hollow into the net, and the score difference is further narrowed.

Zhang Yufeng pointed to the sky with one hand, domineering and leaking, only feeling that there was a flame flowing in his body, and his hands were even hotter.

It is precisely because of such an incredible outbreak that the national youth team can catch up with the score and see the hope of a comeback.

"Damn!" Simmons grimaced and roared angrily.

His emotions became extremely unstable, because Zhang Yufeng stimulated him too much, making his emotions a little out of control.

"Give me the ball!" Simmons said to his teammates next to him, after receiving the basketball, he dribbled the ball across the front court, and then waited until his teammates were in position to start playing alone, and after breaking through the continuous dribble, he hit the ball into the basket with a small throw that stopped at a stop.

At this moment, Simmons reflected his value as a superstar, and he was still emotional just now, but the moment he attacked with the ball, the whole person changed, became calm, became focused, and seemed to have only basketball left in his life.

"What a horrible player." Shen Feng, who was defending him, said with a shocked look in his eyes, at this moment he realized that the gap between the strength of the two sides was huge, and he was directly several grades worse than Simmons.

"Don't care, Simmons is very strong, and he can't prevent normal!" Zhang Yufeng ran over and patted him gently on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.

"Hmm!" Shen Feng nodded, but the shock in his eyes did not weaken much, until this moment he understood the difference in strength between himself and the starters, if he was allowed to fight one-on-one with Zhang Yufeng now, I am afraid that Zhang Yufeng would win 10:0.

The gap is too big!

Along the way to the World Youth Championships, every player in the national youth team has been trained and has grown enough, otherwise they would not have been able to compete with the Australian team for so long, but in general, the growth rate of the starters is still faster than that of the substitutes.

The national youth team's offense is still Zhang Yufeng's singles, but this time it fell to the position, after continuous feints, he turned around and threw a backward jumper, perfect height and perfect stagnation, the defenders have defended very well, but they still can't prevent it.

"Huh!" Basketball continues to go into the net.

The Australian team attacked, Simmons broke through to the inside line and was strong against the defender, but unfortunately the national youth team's Seinfeld came to defend it, and he forced a shot in the face of the two's block, but the basketball turned a few times on the basket and fell out.

Lu Qing grabbed the rebound, glanced at it, and passed the ball directly after seeing Zhang Yufeng.

Zhang Yufeng dribbled quickly, and the players of the Australian team returned to defend quickly, so they could only play positional battles.

He waved his hand, and Lu Qing ran to the high position to block and dismantle.

Zhang Yufeng jumped up and shot directly after bypassing Lu Qing, not giving the Australian team a chance to wrap up!

"Bell!" The ball was thrown too quickly, the angle was a little off, the basketball bounced out, and it happened to fall into Seinfeld's hands, and he made a long pass to give the ball to Zhang Yufeng again.

Zhang Yufeng stood one step away from the three-point line and directly pulled out his hand to shoot!

"Huh!" Three-point shot from long range.

78：82！ The national youth team played a wave of 7:2 high C, narrowing the score difference to 4 points, all of which were scored by Zhang Yufeng!

"Toot!" The coach of the Australian team called a timeout, angrily scolded the players, and watched the good lead being chased to four points, trying to ask which coach could be indifferent.

On the side of the national youth team, Yang Juncheng made adjustments and wanted to replace Zhang Yufeng, but was refused.

"Insist on playing?" Yang Juncheng asked with a frown, already knowing the answer in his heart, because he had already seen the stubbornness in Zhang Yufeng's eyes.

"Hmmm"! Zhang Yufeng nodded lightly, and his body trembled slightly because of the rapid consumption of physical strength.

From the second half of the third quarter to the first three minutes of the fourth quarter, he basically touched the ball every time he attacked, and the number of individual attacks accounted for two-thirds of the team.

"Good!" Yang Juncheng said seriously, he chose to respect the opinions of the players!

"There are still 4 points, let's overtake the score in one go!" Zhang Yufeng shouted lightly, his eyes full of determination.

"Yes!" The whole team is high-spirited, emotional, and high-spirited, and the state is also adjusted to the peak.

(End of chapter)