Chapter 39 Interception of the Net
"The one on the other side wearing a number four, you guys will be on guard. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info" Zhang Qianhan reminded.
Kim Taeyeon glanced at it, but probably didn't see anything powerful, and asked in surprise, "How did you see it?" β
"Just by looking at it, you can see that a person's temperament hides the roads she has traveled and the books she has read......" Zhang Qianhan hugged his shoulders and talked eloquently, of course, his eyes looked at Kim Taeyeon with some disdain.
Before he could speak, he looked at Kim Taeyeon's already raised feet and closed his mouth with all the cold and funny.
ββ¦β¦ And the ball she played. Quickly whispered the latter sentence to the end, otherwise it would be uncomfortable. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Qianhan said, "The opposite side adopts the tactics of one attack and three passes, and every time the fourth passes out, the number one will smash it, relatively speaking, the ball passed by other players is basically on the high side, and it can only be deducted from afar." So as long as the number four passes the ball, the opponent will definitely play a must-kill. β
"What then? We can't tie up Number Four either. Jin Xiayan blinked and said.
"In this way, whenever you see the No. 4 pass, you directly disperse the ball, I will go to the net to catch it, and you pass it again and find an opportunity to smash it back." Zhang Qianhan touched his chin and said.
Kim Taeyeon was wearing a peaked cap that almost covered all her palm-sized face, then pulled down her mask and frowned at the venue: "Can you catch it?" I see that everyone who catches the Internet basically can't even touch the ball. β
"That's them, I'm the little prince of volleyball who fights back online in our community." Zhang Qianhan boasted to himself.
Tiffany thought of something, and immediately nodded in agreement: "The reflexes of the cold are indeed very powerful. β
This made Zhang Qianhan a little embarrassed.
"And what tactics do we use?" Kim Ha-yeon asked.
Zhang Qianhan smiled: "Three offenses and one defense." β
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None of the audience is stupid, and they can all see that the volleyball players in the 'field' are well-trained, and the tourists are like patriotic young people who have not dried up, and the opponent is Wang Jingwei's right-hand man Yi Mocheng.
The difference in strength is too big, won it? Of course not.
But it's all about watching the excitement, spending money to have fun, and it's not expensive anyway. So after Zhang Qianhan took the three petite girls on the field, there was a continuous whistle, and then there was a snapping of applause.
Whistle blows.
Started by the field place.
The three girls all bent down and stared at the ball that had been thrown tightly, and the sunlight in the air was a little dazzling, projecting a beautiful halo, which also made them squint their eyes slightly.
Of course, they knew they couldn't win, but apparently no one was slacking off because of this, but they were motivated.
After all, it cost money.
"Look, what a lovely bunch of young people, how long do you think they can hold on?"
"It depends on their physical strength, they have to have the same muscles as Orver's female savage to hold on."
"Strea? Open your ignorant eyes and see, they are Asians, Asians can't look at physical strength, look at their little arms This is just a group of junior high school students who have just gone on vacation. β
"Asians are flexible."
"Come on, Jam...... Seeing no, they lost the ball in just a minute, they couldn't even hit the net with their strength, who designed this tactic is simply stupid, should let that man be the attacker. β
"Well, maybe you're right."
Still, the audience cheered. This is not a stadium for competitions, there are no fans on any side, they mainly watch the girls in swimsuits showing off their sexy mermaid lines.
"Don't worry, the score is still far away." Zhang Qianhan exhaled softly and said, "You try to hit the ball as high as possible, don't be afraid of their smashes, I will definitely be able to catch it." β
The other side.
No. 3 took two steps forward, glanced at the other side, and then said to No. 1 Olver: "We can change to an easier way to play, what do you think?" β
"I'll talk about ......it when the score is five points," Orver nodded calmly.
At this point, the ball came from behind, and it was an excellent percussion position, and Olver ran two steps and leaped, pinpointed the corner, and slammed it down.
She was confident that she would score a point.
Jang Jeanhan is here to break her confidence, at the moment of Olver's shot, so in this extremely slow time, Jang Jeanhan has found the right angle in advance to fly over, his palm is firmly intercepted before the ball hits the ground, and at the same time he observes his lineup on the court, Kim Taeyeon is defending on the left side of the back, Kim Ha-yeon is on the right side of the back, he mutters for a moment, and transfers the ball to Tiffany, who is closer to the net on the right side.
This kind of action of being able to intercept the ball and pass the ball at the same time is definitely cheating, after all, reducing the significance of one pass is extremely significant, it can cause the most effective counterattack in the game, and the speed of this counterattack makes it difficult to take enough defense.
βTiffanyοΌβ Zhang Qianhan screamed.
Tiffany subconsciously turned her head and suddenly saw the ball flying towards her, Orver's smash just now was so fast and fierce that it was dizzying, she didn't have time to think about how the ball was catched, she just jumped up instinctively, and then shot it towards an empty space on the other side.
Many people were stunned.
The referee, as well as the female players who watched the excitement and the female players who were slightly slack on the opposite side, they didn't expect Zhang Qianhan to receive the ball, when Olver slapped the ball, that kind of speed and strength, everyone felt that it was a foregone conclusion.
What they didn't expect was the speed of this counterattack, and in the blink of an eye, the ball had already been slammed into the opposite side.
"How did he do it!"
"If it was on the football field, it would have been a world-class save just now!"
The audience burst into loud applause after a while, they just thought they had seen it wrong, who would have thought that this Asian boy would have such a strong reflex. At this time, the ball was already on the opposite side, Tiffany had never played volleyball after all, and although the ball was well-timed, it was too much weaker.
The number three in the back caught the ball, and then the number four turned the ball towards Olver.
Orver suppressed the surprise in his heart, his tall figure jumped up again, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously glanced at the Asian man, but he was suddenly stunned at this look, the other party didn't know when to rush to the net, and he was ready to jump.
"Intercepting and smashing in front of the net is simply whimsical." A taunt flashed in his heart, and Olver raised the corners of his mouth and struck diagonally downward.