The game continued to start and Kelgar scored a penalty.

Quentin Tarantino dribbled the ball across the half court, blocked and dismantled with Will again, and after separating, Will received the ball and went down and the basket was strong, but against Bar Smith, he was not dominant in height and weight, and the strong shot was missed, Kelly accepted the rebound, and silently thanked this guy for his selfless dedication.

This time, the Greyhounds retreated quickly, Kyle had no chance to break fast, and after blocking and dismantling with Smith, he burst into the enemy's hinterland, attracted the defense and passed back to Smith, and hit the middle shot. The small flames of the audience in the stadium burned desperately, some high-fived to celebrate, some to celebrate with a crown, some to giggle and applaud, and more to shout Kyle's name frantically.

Several rounds in a row were unfavorable in attack, failed in defense, and had to be greeted with boos from the audience, waiting for the coach's murderous eyes and angry scolding, which was stressful. The Greyhound players chose a smart style of play this time, continuing to pass the ball, breaking through the ball, breaking through and then splitting the ball, Lisol finally waited for the opportunity and shot in the open position, but unfortunately this buddy peed and didn't wash his hands and hit the basket. The ball flew high with a "bang", everyone under the basket rushed to a ball, a little, and then a point, Smith pulled the ball out, Kyle caught it steadily, accelerated, accelerated again, the defense switched to counterattack, and Kyle ended the attack with a dunk.

With a score of 11:0, the St. Joseph Yale team played a dream start, directly stunned the Greyhounds, Coach Peterson danced with his feet, and shouted with gestures, which formed a strong contrast with Martelley's leisure and calmness, but he did not shout to stop, after all, it was only a few rounds, and it would be too demoralizing to call a timeout, and it was useless at all. Peterson lamented in his heart, it would be nice to have a star like Kyle, and in this situation, he relied on the individual ability and containment of talented players to open up the situation. He glanced at Martelley, who was pretending to be a convict and pretending to be deep, and who had danced much better than he had done last year.

The Loyola Greyhounds are still the same old routine, running infinitely, but the St. Joseph Yale team is not too stupid, this time the defense is not out of position, the offensive time took thirty-three seconds, Laurdu three points barely fired, in a burst of wild boos on the scene, hit the iron again. On the court, Sheila and a few Luo Yaola fans were silent at this time, this is playing basketball or iron?

Kelly picked up the rebound again, and Kyle and Martin watched the basketball and got it, and they had already flown across the half court and made a long pass to Kyle. Still rushing straight ahead, facing Laudhu who was in the way, Kyle flicked his wrist lightly, threw it to the other side of the basket, Martin dunked, and the perfect aerial relay.

Peterson finally couldn't stand it anymore! If you don't call a timeout, the game will be over!

"Defend! Your defenses? What bullshit, rotten, you move as slowly as a snail, move as soft as a woman, attack like a piece of shit, your performance makes people laugh off their big teeth, you make me extremely disappointed. Shoot off the speed of the defense, stop a bunch of guys grabbing that damn frontcourt rebound, that's what Will should do. Break through the ball more, look for physical contact, we are uncomfortable, and we want them to be upset. Do you understand? Peterson drooled and foamed, it was a hurry, I couldn't wait to be ten years younger, take off my suit and go into battle.

"Boys, I'm so proud of your performance, keep focusing, and another wave of attacks will be over for them." Martelley was simple this time around, with a team in good shape and victory at hand, and there was no reason for him to be upset.

After the timeout, Quentin Tarantino was replaced, he was beaten by Kyle and couldn't find North at all, he became a real burden on the court, the offense was weak, the defensive end was even more miserable, the defensive target dunked to end the offense, and he was still strolling around in the front court, is this special playing? He was replaced by Arthur, a tall point guard, excellent defense, no three-point shooting, okay to break through, average physical, very distinctive, just to deal with Kyle.

Arthur controlled the ball, signaled Will to block and dismantle, and then it was a surprise, but Kyle was reminded by Kelly that he knew that he was just as dead as himself was three points, and he had more experience, so he put the shot to defend and take a step away from him to defend, which means that you have the ability to shoot. As a result, Arthur suddenly didn't go in, switched to a back-to-back single, and wanted to eat with his height and weight, but he was soon disappointed, he couldn't arch, you must know that Kyle's weight strength was there, and when he had no choice but to give up distraction and prepare to pass, Kyle's long arms were everything, and he was full of horsepower and dunked.

The Loyola Greyhound withered, one by one dejected, expressionless, on the contrary were St. Joseph's friends, everyone was smiling and in a cheerful mood at the moment, and they were eager to sing a song to be happy.

Arthur finally recognized the facts, threw the ball to Bertore in the middle of the half, and ran away! Transferring the ball, it's this set again. Still didn't have a chance, or they didn't dare to shoot if they had a chance, and in the end, Will made a wall for Laurdu, and Laud pulled it up and shot, and hit a three-point shot! Finally hit! Peterson groaned inwardly.

There was a sigh at the scene! Balloons! I was secretly worried in my heart, but don't get up.

Kyle controlled the ball, but his heart was much more indifferent, he couldn't let others not score all the time, keep the zero score unchanged, how could such a tragic encounter as swallowing zero eggs happen. Kyle pondered the same old way, just suddenly, and just as he was about to move, the bag came! I have no choice but to share the ball Martin, this thing has not touched the ball a few times in the whole game, and now of course he is in a mood! A ball in hand, I have it in the world, went straight to the basket to break through, but hit the wall of Will, dilemma, forced to start, he looked at Kyle, who was lonely outside the three-point line, shook his hand hard, and Kyle, who received the ball, did not think about it, stabilized his mind, and shot!

Is there something? The audience's eyes hung on their voices, huh! Hit! Kyle hits a three-point shot! The scene once again led the noise. Who says Kyle doesn't have any three-point ability? Peterson has something to say! Your uncle's.

The Loyola Greyhounds turn back and chase the three! Bertore threw it directly outside the three-point line and hit! St. Joseph's Yale team attacked, or Kyle's breakthrough, wrapping and clamping, and then the ball, Larry three points, came! 21:6, a very disparity. Peterson doesn't pray for victory now, he just hopes that he won't be slaughtered in a brutal manner, that's miserable! It's the first time it happened, and the impact of the blow was so big that it was boundless. St. Joseph's Yale team is currently maintaining a 100% shooting rate, and the technicians are scared to pee! The audience rejoiced! That's what it is.

The two sides went back and forth, playing a rhythm, and the audience thought that the game would re-enter the fierce battle! But they were wrong! Miss by a mile. For the next 13 minutes and 35 seconds, Loyola didn't score again, scoring two points on a free throw from Lisol. And what about St. Joseph's Yale? He conceded just two shots in the entire first half and scored a full 45 points.

It only took the first half for St. Joseph's Yale team to beat the opponent.