"As long as you dare to pass it, I dare to vote." Feng Chuang's answer was slightly lacking.

"By the end?"

"Do it!"

In the first offensive round of the third quarter of the second quarter, Ye Lin passed the ball to Feng Chuang.

Feng Chuang was stunned for a while holding the ball, "It's really give!" ”

"What do you think?" Ye Lin waved her hand towards the basket and motioned for a move.

This is not a joke or temperament, Ye Lin really believes that Feng Chuang will give him the ball.

Feng Chuang is not the focus of Beihu's attention, so his defense is not tight, and Ye Lin's play in the first quarter successfully attracted the opponent's defensive attention, so when Feng Chuang held the ball, he did not encounter much defensive obstacle.

I don't even use bean buns as dry food.

Feng Chuang took aim at the basket and then threw the ball.

Feng Chuang is a typical training player, with a shooting percentage much higher than the game in training, and his shooting rate in defensive confrontation is less than 50% of the training rate.

But at this moment, Feng Chuang's situation is completely different from training, and his psychology is relaxed, and the basketball draws a standard parabola and then hollows into the basket.

"In." finally scored to break the "0" egg, and the tension surrounding Feng Chuang's heart also disappeared.

"It feels good." Ye Lin stretched out her fist at Feng Chuang.

"That's it!" Feng Chuang punched in response.

Ye Lin smiled evilly, "Since you feel so good, then it's up to you to vote." ”

Yelene's second pass was not long in coming.

"It's just your luck to be able to hit just now." Wu Di still didn't take Feng Chuang seriously, and even though he had just scored a goal, Wu Di's main defensive focus was on Ye Lin (shēn).

Unexpectedly, he scored because of good luck, and Feng Chuang's heart swelled with (rè) blood, "Lao Tzu can just enter!" ”

Feng Chuang shot again, this time still without defense, this time farther away from the basket.

Swish! The sound of the goal is crisp and pleasant.

A goal is luck and barely passes, and continuous hits in the middle and long distances can only show that Feng Chuang really has a basket.

There is no need to think about it, Zhan Yang must be dissatisfied with such a defensive performance, and Wu Di did not dare to continue to let it go.

"No one has been able to hit three goals in a row on his head." Ye Lin fanned the flames and instigated Feng Chuang to continue to attack.

The easy hit of two goals in a row made Feng Chuang's confidence very explosive, and without thinking, he took Ye Lin's "proposal" and challenged Wu Di's "defense" for the third time.

"It's finally a bit defensive." Feng Chuang didn't expect that those words that often came from the mouths of strong people would be able to come out of his mouth, and the other party was not weak.

Feng Chuang's provocation was full of irony, and Wu Di didn't expect that such a second-class goods would need to be real on his own.

"I advise you to pass the ball to someone else." Wu Di said.

"What do you mean by that?" Feng Chuang didn't think so, he completely forgot about Wu Di's (shēn) part of the U16 main force.

This is not the tone of voice that should be used to speak to the strong.

"No one can hit three goals in a row in front of me, Zhan Yang can't, Ye Lin can't, and you can't."

"Pretty confident." Feng Chuang snorted and laughed, "Then I'm sorry, I'm going to be the first person to eat crabs today." After finishing the matter, Feng Chuang took a coherent step back to open up the distance and made a jump shot.

Wu Dishen (qíng) was indifferent, and took a stab forward in front of Feng Chuang, "You don't even have the qualifications to make a move!" "Stretched out a big hand horizontally, slapped it heavily on the basketball, and slapped the ball off.

"It's unbelievable how fast he made a tackle."

"It's worthy of being the steal king of the U16s, and it's really strong." Li Yao exclaimed.

Wu Di is known for his strong individual defense in the U16, with a strong sense of steals and predictions, and has made a frenzied football goalkeeper save-style tackle, or a prediction steal in a situation without vision (qíng), and became famous for his decision.

In the U16 World Cup, Wu Di can contribute an average of 2.45 steals per game, ranking first in the entire U16 player list, and is a well-deserved steal king.

The steal of Feng Chuang's ball is just a steal king trying his hand.

"I've never had anyone hit three goals in a row on his head." Ye Lin looked gloating.

Feng Chuang was very aggrieved, "He's so powerful, you still let me vote!" ”

"I thought you could."

Don't try to challenge the majesty of the steal king, this is Wu Di's advice to all Rao.

"Is it true that you and that Zhan Yang can't score three goals in a row?" Feng Chuang asked curiously.

"I've got it, nobody can score three goals in a row." Ye Lin acquiesced to Feng Chuang's curiosity, "He always has a way to destroy your connection, and it's reasonable and legal." ”

"Is there such a god?" Wu Di's stealing ability is more and more divine by Ye Lin, and the more this happens, the more people doubt its authenticity (xìng).

"If you don't believe me, you can try again." Ye Lin said.

Feng Chuang shook his head, the steal just now was enough for him to slow down for a while, he couldn't figure out how Wu Di could catch up with his speed and complete the steal when he had already retreated.

When it comes to steals, there are also masters in the three.

Syllable!!!

"Where did this guy come from?"

Turning his head, Li Yao completed the steal against Zhanyang.

"That guy's steals are also strong!" In Feng Chuang's mind, Li Yao is the steal king, and the first place in the league's steal list is written with his name.

The steal is not as violent and direct as the block, but it also has a strong viewing (xìng), especially the steal of the opponent's main player, which is no less exciting for the whole team than the dunk and block.

"Why are you stunned, fight back!" Li Yao immediately instigated a counterattack, and all the members of the third middle school pressed on it together, don't do it, the momentum is really a bit bluffing.

While advancing, the basketball kept circulating among the players, pulling Beihu's defense to pieces, Chen Xin plunged directly into the inner line, and when he reached the offensive position, Ye Lin threw the ball high into the air.

Familiar scene: Relay in the air!

Only teammates who are really familiar with each other can play a wonderful match.

After receiving Ye Lin's assist, Chen Xin bombarded the basket without (qíng), and in a shock, the hands of the weeping ghost god buckled violently, and the dunked basket buzzed, as if it was an indictment of violence.

thought that Ye Lin would praise Chen Xin's dunk, but he didn't react, as if everything was normal, and such a "rare" dunk was just a normal performance.

Chen Xin didn't react much, the two of them seemed to follow the established level, the pass was a specific code entered in the program, and the goal was the only result.

"The duo will be reliable." Fang Zheng fully recognized the strength of the two rao, and had included them in the fixed tactics of the third middle school, and when they couldn't open the situation, they would be a good choice.

"I think it's still Mu Chenfeng reliable." Su Mengyao muttered.

She thought so much that Mu Chenfeng suddenly appeared in the arena, even if she didn't play and sat next to her (shēn).

"How's the game going?" The voices of two girls next to each other appeared in the arena.