The World Youth Team was served by Chen Tianyu, and Ji Fan stabilized the rhythm after receiving the ball. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

Zhang Yufeng took advantage of a cover to catch the ball from the three-point line, and after taking the ball, there was no extra dribbling action, and no matter who was standing in front of him, he jumped up directly and pulled out a three-point shot.

Time was running out and they had to have two chances to get four in 20 seconds, which meant they had to deal with it quickly.

Basketball flies in the air and attracts everyone's attention, this ball can decide the fate of both teams, whether to score or not to score, is the difference between heaven and hell.

"Come in!" Zhang Yufeng muttered softly, his eyes full of longing.

"Bell!" A crisp sound of striking iron came, and the basketball bounced straight out.

Everyone froze in place, as if they didn't expect this result, knowing that the basketball had fallen, everyone rushed up to grab the rebound.

In the chaos, Yang Jie grabbed the basketball in his hand, and then threw the basketball into the basket with a small playing board.

"Toot!" The moment the goal was scored, the coach of the Sword God team called a timeout in time, and with 14 seconds left before the end of the game, he had to lay out the tactics of the final attack to ensure that nothing was lost.

Zhang Yufeng walked to the bench in frustration, looking at his teammates with apologies in his eyes, such a crucial goal was not scored, I'm really sorry for everyone.

The rest of the people were celebrating excitedly because of Yang Jie's goal, so they didn't notice Zhang Yufeng's abnormality, only Yang Juncheng saw all this in his eyes, but he didn't speak, just showed a meaningful smile, his eyes rolled, as if he was thinking about something.

After a pause for a few seconds, he clapped his palms, attracted everyone's attention, and said: "There are still more than ten seconds left, we are still two points behind, in order to have an offensive opportunity, we can only adopt foul tactics, foul tactics don't need me to say more, you have all seen it in the NBA." ”

"Hmm!" Everyone nodded, thinking of the thrilling picture of the NBA, everyone was boiling.

Yang Juncheng continued: "No matter what, grab the basketball and go fast, hand the ball to the outside as much as possible, and shoot three points Although it is risky, this is the only chance to chase points, you know? ”

"Understood!" The crowd nodded again.

"Get on the field!" Yang Juncheng waved his hand, full of pride, looking at the players with pride in his eyes, to be honest, this game can be a fierce stalemate until now, even he, the coach, did not expect it.

On the court, the Sword God Team served, and it was sent to Sun Fei's hands without any suspense.

Zhang Yufeng hurriedly pounced on the foul, and the whole process took only 2 seconds, and there were 18 seconds left before the end of the game, and the Sword God team continued to serve.

The ball went to Sun Fei again, Zhang Yufeng continued to foul, and Sun Fei walked to the free throw line.

"Brush!" Two crisp and neat sounds of brushing the net, without any suspense, and two penalties are all in.

Seinfeld serves to Ji Fan.

Ji Fan ran wildly all the way, and it only took three seconds to advance from the back court to the front court, and then his eyes quickly swept over the field, trying to find Zhang Yufeng's location, but unfortunately this time the Sword God Team didn't give him a chance, and blocked Zhang Yufeng to the death, not giving him a chance to catch the ball.

"Damn!" Ji Fan looked for Chen Tianyu again, and saw that Chen Tianyu was also stared at to death, so he had no choice but to shoot by himself.

He stopped and jumped up, and threw the basketball high with all his strength, also throwing the last hope of the game.

Enter? Not entering?

Ji Fan breathed rapidly, and the whole game was extremely quiet, his heartbeat accelerated wildly at this moment, and his nervous emotions infiltrated his whole body with the blood flowing all over his body.

He blushed and looked at the basketball flying in the air as if he were looking at hope.

The rest of the group looked at the flying basketball as if it were a ball of fire that broke through the darkness and brought dawn.

"Bell!" The most reluctant voice sounded at the most critical moment, and the crisp sound of striking iron was like a bucket of cold water to extinguish the hope and enthusiasm in the eyes of the World Youth team players.

"Defeated......" Zhang Yufeng's eyes were glazed, and he muttered stupidly, although he had been prepared, it was still difficult to accept when the result of the truth really came.

Ji Fan lowered his head, unable to see his expression, but his slightly trembling body could guess his mood at this time.

There were 10 seconds left before the end of the game, but neither side planned to play again, and the final time ran out and the score was fixed at 100:96.

"Whew!" The members of the Sword God Team all let out a long breath and looked at each other, with fear in their eyes.

These last tens of seconds are really thrilling, if it weren't for Sun Feiding's needle-like performance, then the result of this game is really hard to say.

The World Youth team members looked gloomy, and although they were reluctant, they still shook hands with the members of the Sword God team one by one, after all, the players of the Sword God team are respected seniors.

Zhang Yufeng stepped forward to shake hands with Sun Fei, his face was no longer as ruthless as he was in the previous confrontation, but full of respect, "Senior, thank you, this game has taught me a lot." ”

"Hmm!" Sun Fei nodded lightly, his eyes couldn't hide the appreciation, "You are great, your team is also great, the first warm-up game after the team was formed played so well, I am looking forward to your performance in the World Youth Championships, come on!" ”

"Thank you!" Zhang Yufeng nodded with a smile, and then shook hands with the rest of the players of the Sword God team one by one, then turned around and returned to the bench, no sadness, no frustration, just firmer belief and hope for the future.

It's just a warm-up game, it's just a warm-up game, and I don't know how many warm-up games are waiting for them later, but there's no time to be sad here.

Yang Juncheng gathered everyone together and said with emotion: "Everyone has worked hard today, first of all, I want to say thank you to everyone, because you have shocked me far more than I imagined, which makes me more confident in your future competition, you also have to muster up the fighting spirit, although the game is lost, but you have proven your strength, fully capable of stirring up a storm in this year's World Youth Championships, I can't wait for the world to see your strength." ”

"Bang Bang!" Warm applause rang out, and the team members were also enthusiastic by Yang Juncheng's words, going out for the country, so that the world can see China's strength, what a proud thing, for them, this is an honor, an unparalleled glory.

Yang Juncheng looked at everyone's reactions with a smile, and seemed to be very satisfied with the effect of what he said.

After the applause subsided, he continued: "But the road has to be taken step by step, the meal has to be eaten bite by bite, today's game is hard, so the evening training is canceled, everyone go back to have a good rest, and tomorrow the training will be normal!" ”

"Yay! Long live the coach! The crowd couldn't help but cheer, a game had drained their stamina, and now they just wanted to go back to sleep.

Yang Juncheng laughed and got along with a group of teenagers, as if he had become a lot younger.

He ordered the assistant coach to leave with the players first, and he went to the locker room of the Sword God team, although he was an opponent on the field, but off the field, those people were familiar old friends, since he came, how could he not talk about the past?

(End of chapter)