Gong Xun was pleased with the performance of the players in the second quarter, especially Qiu Fei, whose performance never disappointed.

At the beginning of the third quarter, the foul crisis of all the players was also lifted, and the players of both sides opened up and faced each other head-on.

Chen Xin ran out from the inside line and played a blocking and dismantling cooperation with Ye Lin, but at the moment when Ye Lin was about to pass the ball, he was stopped by Qiu Fei and the pass failed.

"This way!" Mu Chenfeng on the opposite side was waving at him, Ye Lin shook it hard, and the basketball spanned the half court and fell into Mu Chenfeng's hands.

The defense of the attached middle school is already very good, but it has missed the people who should not be missed.

Mu Chenfeng was ready to break through before receiving the ball, which could help him attack the basket as quickly as possible after receiving the ball.

Mu Chenfeng adjusted his pace, jumped with his left foot, and glided in the air for a considerable distance, Chen Mo was the last line of defense in the attached middle school, but he had already been hit by Mu Chenfeng's dunk to play a psychological shadow, he did not meet this ball, but chose to dodge, Mu Chenfeng dunked and succeeded.

His teammates did not blame Chen Mo for escaping, but thought that he had made an extremely correct choice, and it was best not to try to interfere or block the dunk at full speed, otherwise he would be ugly and might have to pay for a foul.

A dunk woke up a lethargic South Side player.

"I can't imagine that there are people in the Northeast who can play like this." Humanity in the South District.

"Don't underestimate the Northeast, tomorrow will make you lose ugly." Zhan Yang said.

The attached middle school destroyed the full-court pressing of the third middle school through a pass, Qiu Fei passed the ball without looking at people, and confused the defenders with his sight, making the opponent mistakenly think that it was a pass to Bi Sheng, but in fact it was a pass to Chen Mo who was ready to attack in the penalty area.

Chen Mo's two big hands closed the ball hard, Su Miao reached out to steal, and his hand slapped the ball firmly, but the basketball did not move at all, Chen Mo's powerful hands were as if embedded in the ball, which was difficult to shake.

Chen Mo pulled the onion on the dry ground and buckled it directly, Chen Xin jumped up to block it, the basketball was as hard as a piece of steel, his hand was bounced away by a powerful force, and Chen Mo hit it with a heavy buckle.

Letting go of his hand, the basket dangled for a long time before stopping.

"He's stronger again." Su Miao wiped her sweat and said.

"yes, he put all the power on the ball and bounced us off the moment we touched it." Chen Xin also found out about this and replied.

"I can't hold back any more." As soon as Chen Xin exerted his strength, the muscles on his body were like blowing up balloons, and they instantly swelled up, filling his entire body, and even the loose jersey was propped up.

"I've never lost in terms of strength!" Chen Xin, who is in the state of fully releasing his power, can crush everything that exists, and Chen Mo suddenly became a "younger brother".

Chen Xin was like a horsepower tank, slowly driving towards the half of the attached middle school, Chen Mo stepped forward to stop but was crushed into the penalty area by Chen Xin.

"What a strong force." Chen Mo couldn't hold it anymore, this is still the strength that is only in Chen Xin's walking state, if he runs, it will not be so simple to push, the opponent will be directly knocked out.

Chen Xin was about to get to a deep position and turned around to ask for the ball.

Balls are coming!

Chen Xin routinely chiseled a few times into the inner line, although he was already deep enough, he still wanted Chen Mo to experience the fear of being suppressed by the force.

The so-called suppression is that there is nothing to be done.

Chen Mo tried to get rid of this suppression, but he was completely suppressed by Chen Xin and couldn't get rid of it.

In desperation, Chen Mo tried to cut off the opponent's basketball, but hit Chen Xin's arm, Chen Xin was completely unaffected, and got up directly to score the ball.

Leaving a crimson palm print on Chen Xin's arm.

"This guy is a monster, he can still throw in this way." Wu Di said with emotion.

"It's not a monster, it's a machine, and this game really doesn't have to be attached to the middle school to have the last laugh." Zhan Yang's position began to waver, and although the third middle school is still in a backward state, in his eyes, the third middle school is the better side.

The better side wins the game, and rightfully so.

The referee didn't give a foul, and Chen Xin didn't ask for a foul, he never took the initiative to ask the referee for a foul, and he himself was a "foul" for the opponent.

The attached middle school is taking advantage of the lack of advantages in the three middle schools to take the lead, and now the two major inside lines of the three have all returned, and the advantages of the three have returned.

Within a few rounds, Sanzhong relied on the play of the inside twin towers to recover the score and regain control of the game.

The performance of the attached middle school is much weaker, relying on the sporadic firepower of Sun Jiawei and Qiu Fei on the outside to barely support the game, but the shooting rate of the outside line has never been comparable to the inside line, and the scoring point of the third middle school is closer to the basket, and only one goal is conceded in 6 of 7 shots.

The attached middle school has no chance at all on the inside, and is forced to shoot only on the outside, and the same 7 shots, only 2 of them are hit, and the score is naturally much less than that of the three.

The three in one go, constantly using the inside line to expand the advantage, with a wave of offensive ** played by the inside players, the point difference was widened.

At the end of the third quarter, the third middle school led by 8 points at 68:60.

"Have you adjusted?" Mu Chenfeng walked up to Fu Di and asked, "We didn't waste the advantages you had established. ”

When Fu Di came off the court, he was 8 points ahead of the third middle school, and now the third middle school is still 8 points ahead.

"Fu Di, you go." Fang Tianzheng pointed and waved his hand at Fu Di.

"Me?" Fu Di hesitated, he was not sure that he had fully recovered, and he was worried that if he didn't play well, he would drag his teammates back.

"Don't worry, we've got you." Su Miao and Chen Xin once again became Fu Di's strong backing, "If you can't shoot, there will be rebounds until you shoot." ”

Fu Di stabilized his emotions, "You have grabbed enough rebounds, I will not give you the opportunity to brush up the data." ”

After two and a half quarters on the bench, Fu Di finally returned.

"Why did he come back?" Yuan Shuai exclaimed, and his two desperate three-pointers immediately appeared in front of him.

"What are you afraid of, he has tasted it and made it for two and a half sections, and the remaining bit of feeling has long been cold." Bi Sheng said.

"That's right." Yuan Shuai was relieved.

As a gift of return, Sanzhong deliberately handed over the opportunity to Fu Di for the first attack in the last quarter, and others fought hard for him to rebound.

One person votes, four people rob, this is a treatment that even Mu Chenfeng has never had.

Fu Di dribbled to a 45° angle and made a quick three-point shot without hesitation.

"After doing most of the off-court and coming back to shoot, how confident he is in his hand."

Negative comments such as blindness and arrogance flocked to Fu Di with this shot.

Clang~

The basketball hit the front of the basket, and four of the three people rushed up to grab the rebound, but they were controlled by Chen Xin.

"Come again!" Chen Xin gave the ball to Fu Di again.

"You're a pitcher, you should know how important your feel is, you've been off the court for so long." Bi Sheng scoffed.

"How do you know I don't have a touch?"

"Do you still need to guess this, anyone with a brain knows it."

Fu Di smiled, "My feel is indeed gone, but I have just found it!" ”

Saying that, Fu Di once again made a three-point shot.

"It's so easy to get it back." Bi Sheng looked disdainful and turned his head, he wanted to see the basketball knock out of the basket with his own eyes, and he wanted to hear the sound of the basketball hitting the basket with his own ears.

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