"Good!" Luo Wenhao nodded, ran to the opposite half with the basketball, and then still handed the basketball to Xie Changshan, seeing that those college viewers mistakenly thought that Xie Changshan was the core player of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School, and couldn't help complaining, why such a team could reach the finals, Beichen Middle School, which was very arrogant before, would be eliminated, I really don't understand how to play in this league, the level is getting lower and lower.

If these words are heard by the rest of the high school teams in Xuanyang City, they will definitely laugh at their ignorance, and in the hearts of the rest of the team members, they can look down on anyone, but they can't despise Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School, and they can't underestimate Zhang Yufeng, otherwise they will pay a painful price!

Xie Changshan took the ball and continued to break through, this time Xuanyang No. 4 Middle School was on guard, and after he broke through, he encountered the assistance of Ren Kang on the flank, and he had no choice but to pass the basketball to Yu Jiang who was in the vacant position.

At this time, Yu Jiang was standing outside the restricted area, not within the scope of his merits, and after hesitating, he did not choose to shoot, but passed the basketball to Luo Wenhao outside the three-point line again.

There was not much time left to attack, and Zhang Yufeng, who was standing at the bottom corner of the three-point line on the left, hurriedly raised the line to catch the ball.

Ding Chaowen showed his high defensive skills at this time, and no matter how Zhang Yufeng run, he couldn't find a suitable opportunity to catch the ball.

In desperation, Luo Wenhao chose to attack by himself, he wanted to dribble and break through, but there were 3 seconds left in the time, so he could only jump up and pull out three points.

"Rebound!" Xie Haoyu shouted loudly, turned around without any hesitation and rushed towards the inner line.

Before the game, not only Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School had a good analysis of the opponent, Xuanyang No. 4 Middle School also had a comprehensive understanding, a data shows that Luo Wenhao has made only a handful of three-point shots in more than ten games in the league this year, and the number of goals can be counted with one hand, this data shows that Luo Wenhao's three-point shooting ability is very poor, and the current situation is a hurried shot, so Xie Haoyu concluded that this goal will never be scored!

The players of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School looked at the basketball flying in the air, and did not have much hope, and were ready to return to defense, even Luo Wenhao himself did not hold the hope of scoring a goal.

However, the basketball flew straight into the basket as if it had eyes, and there was a crisp sound.

"I'm in!" Luo Wenhao muttered, his eyes full of shock, and then looked at his hands, as excited as if he had appeared in a new world.

"It was an exciting goal." Zhang Yufeng said excitedly, the current teammates are in surprisingly good condition.

"Meng!" Luo Wenhao said, "I actually just threw it away, I didn't think that this ball would score!" ”

"Haha!" Zhang Yufeng said with a smile, "You can enter with any throw, it seems that God really favors us today." ”

"The blind cat meets the dead mouse, it's just luck, what's there to be excited about?" Ren Kang, the big forward of Xuanyang No. 4 Middle School, sneered, looking very unaccustomed.

"Luck is also part of strength, if you have the ability, you can also throw one like this?" Zhang Yufeng said disdainfully, in his opinion, the most difficult thing to wave in strength is luck, this thing comes and goes, sometimes good and sometimes bad, it is difficult to figure out, but it does exist.

"You ......" Ren Kang was speechless and couldn't refute it.

'We don't need luck to score goals, so just wait and see.' Xie Haoyu said, running towards the front court with the basketball.

He beckoned from outside the three-point line for Ding Chaowen to come forward to block the demolition.

Ding Chaowen ran to the high post and played the blocking and dismantling tactics of the previous round again.

Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School still coped with the old way, continuing to entrap Haoyu and empty Ding Chaowen.

Ding Chaowen received the pass and shot homeopathically.

"Huh!" The basketball hits again.

The crowd burst into cheers again, and it felt like the game was really exciting.

"Wonderful! It's really exciting, the two sides played for more than three minutes, the shooting rate turned out to be 100 percent, and they haven't conceded a single goal, it's incredible. Su Lei said in a condensed voice, and couldn't help but gasp, such an opening hit rate is unheard of, unseen, and unimaginable.

"Yes! It's a game that has reached another level, and it's not something we can compare. Xu Chenxuan sighed, with a faint sadness for some reason.

"Now I finally know why Xuanyang No. 4 Middle School was able to eliminate Beichen Middle School, they do have this strength." Su Lei said, with a hint of admiration in his tone.

"I thought there would be no suspense in this game, showing a one-sided situation, but now it seems that the two teams are evenly matched." Xu Chenxuan said.

At the same time, Fang Jun, Ye Jun and others were also amazed, and now this game is far more exciting than imagined.

Because of the high shooting rate of both sides, the score of the two sides came to 1o:8 after three minutes of play, and Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School temporarily led by 2 points.

However, when the hot hand also cooled down, in the offensive round of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School, Xie Changshan did not score in the middle distance after breaking through, breaking the golden body with a 100% hit rate.

"Back to the defense!" Zhang Yufeng shouted anxiously, looked at Xie Haoyu, who had already rushed up, made a judgment in an instant, chose a tactical foul, and pulled Xie Haoyu down.

"Toot!" The referee's whistle blew and Zhang Yufeng was awarded a foul, because this was the team's first foul, so there was no free throw, but Xuanyang No. 4 Middle School continued to attack.

"Good foul!" The players of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School praised one after another.

"I can't help it, I can't let him score two points easily." Zhang Yufeng said helplessly.

Xie Haoyu became a little impatient, he kept wanting to wave his advantage in degree at the beginning, but Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School seemed to have made a targeted defense, making him feel very uncomfortable, and he couldn't show his real strength, which made him very depressed.

"Don't worry, steady this ball!" Ding Chaowen comforted beside him, "The hit rate of Xuanyang No. 1 Middle School has begun to decline, as long as we maintain the current offensive level, we will soon be able to reverse the score." ”

"Hmm!" Xie Haoyu nodded, after receiving the ball from his teammates, he reorganized the attack, this time he did not let Ding Chaowen go forward to block and dismantle, but chose to play alone, after some dazzling dribbling, he easily broke through from the right side, followed by a quick stop and small throw, accurately hit the basketball into the basket, and also showed his unparalleled dribbling skills and body control.

The scoreboard was 1o:1o and the two sides were tied for the first time, and the media crew sitting on the sidelines of the pitch took pictures of the meaningful moment with their cameras.

"Toot!" Wei Guoming, for the sake of prudence, signaled to the referee and called a timeout!!

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