"Hold on, everyone hold this wave, the balance of victory and defeat will be settled at this moment."

On the field, Brother Yun shouted, Xiao Wang's eyes were blazing, and he took a step back, but his face was extremely serious.

In the last twenty-four seconds, an offensive round, maybe Shuishan No. 2 Middle School can really create a miracle.

At this time, the battle formation on the side of Shuishan No. 2 Middle School also slowly began to operate.

Coach Zhang made another substitution.

At this time, on the field, Zi Xiangrong, Qing Rulong, and Liu Jiu are all good three-point players.

"Even the opponent's point guard Yun Dong has a certain projection ability. The coach of this Shuishan No. 2 Middle School is really a good plan. ”

Zhao Qianbai frowned tightly, as if he still minded the mistake just now.

If you just hit both free throws, you will definitely not be so passive.

Zhao Qianbai stared at Zi Xiangrong tightly, before Zi Xiangrong let go of his arrogance, neither of them could prevent each other. At that time, Zhao Qianbai tilted his head and disdained it. But when you think about it at a critical moment, it makes perfect sense.

"This final blow is absolutely impossible for you to hit."

Zhao Qianbai paced lightly, staring at Zi Xiangrong.

"All hands dispersed to the three-point line!"

Suddenly, Brother Yun roared, and an order was given to everyone on the field. This roar did not avoid Shuishan No. 2 Middle School, let alone Shuishan No. 2 Middle School.

"Coach Zhang, you are very strong, and you are a powerful commander, at this point, I admit to underestimating you. But...... It is impossible for us to lose in the seventh middle school of Water Shadow, even if I am not as good as you Coach Zhang, it is impossible to lose. Because our team is full of warriors who have been tempered for thousands of years. Some people can beat Zhao Qianbai and become the leader of the locker room in Mizukage No. 7, not only because of his character, but also because of his calm brain. ”

It is said that the point guard is the brain on the court, but there is also a backup brain in Mizukage Seven - Brother Yun.

In this last ball, Shuishan No. 2 Middle School is bound to shoot three points, rather than shrinking in the penalty area, it is better to give it a go.

Even if Shui Qixing in Shuishan No. 2 broke into the penalty area, he could only get two points at most, and the difference between the two teams was three points at this time. There is no difference between two points and no points.

The generals of Shuishan No. 2 Middle School were also unhurried, and it took five or six seconds before slowly skipping the half.

After half the time, Yun Dong even deliberately stayed in the middle circle for two seconds, which seemed to be provocative and seemed to be seducing.

"Don't worry, don't be impatient."

Zhao Qianbai took a step forward, but he was extremely calm: "Hold steady, the opponent will still press over and attack after all, and breaking the ball rashly will only give the opponent a chance." ”

Zhao Qianbai's voice was not loud, but at this time, inside and outside the arena, the voice gradually fell silent, and when he looked around, everyone could hear it clearly.

Coach Liu was off the field, and he almost applauded happily.

At the critical moment, this Zhao Qianbai has more and more responsibilities as a captain.

Zhao Qianbai took the lead, taking a step forward in the middle of the three-point line, like a sharp blade, ready to knock out the offensive palm of Shuishan No. 2 Middle School at any time.

The rest of the people are also scattered around the three-point line, like a big net. They are not afraid of their opponents getting past them, they just need to catch the biggest big fish.

Shuishan No. 2 Middle School conducts frequent ball guidance, one time Zi Xiangrong holds the ball, and the other time the basketball falls into the hands of Qing Rulong.

Time is ticking and ticking, and the atmosphere on and off the field is becoming more and more stagnant.

"What is the plan of Shuishan No. 2 Middle School, even if he hits a three-point shot, it can only tie the score, has the victory and defeat been blocked in overtime?" Reporter Wu seemed to feel that the surroundings were too quiet, and suddenly sighed: "And if you press down, I'm afraid that the mentality of everyone in Shuishan No. 2 Middle School will collapse." After all, they are the laggards, who would dare to shoot this most fatal goal. ”

On the sidelines, Director Hu couldn't sit still: "What are these little kids doing?" Why not attack yet. ”

Director Hu didn't know when he went down to the first row of the audience, and he was behind the team of Shuishan No. 2 Middle School.

Yan Lei was beside him, frowning, as if he was thinking about how he had chosen such a position.

Director Hu's loud voice went straight to him. Director Hu chattered endlessly, as if he had foreseen failure.

Yes, what a strong team this Mizukage 7 is, and if you can have a chance to score, why not?

Is it possible to hold it to the end and fail silently?

Suddenly, a sharp gaze swept by, like a long sword, making Director Hu feel like falling into an ice cave.

"What's the noise, give me another nonsense, and see what I'll do."

Coach Zhang stood up and glared at him, although his voice was not loud, but it was terrifyingly low.

Director Hu looked at Coach Zhang, his eyes gradually became a little panicked, and his right foot moved as if he wanted to say something, but he was unsteady and sat down in the aisle.

Coach Zhang turned his gaze back to the basketball court, and there were still seven seconds left, which was still a lot. No, that's too much time.

In front of the TV, Teacher Qi and Grandma Shui stared at the screen tightly.

"It's okay, there's still plenty of time, as long as you hit three points, there's still hope."

Teacher Qi looked at the nervous Shui family grandmother and hurriedly explained. Shooting a three-pointer, although it can't kill the game, but at least, it can be delayed for at least another five minutes.

Teacher Qi regretted a little, he really shouldn't have taken Grandma Shui Qixing to watch this live broadcast today, this game was depressing and nervous. Seeing now, Teacher Qi's heart was full of bumps, not to mention that Grandma Shui was so old.

"Otherwise, let's go out for a walk and come back later, maybe there will be results."

Teacher Qi said to Grandma Shui with a smile on his face.

"Just look at it, my old woman's psychological endurance is not so bad. I accompanied his grandfather in the game that year; I also accompanied his father's game. I can't get to Seven Stars, so I'll make an exception. ”

Teacher Qi Xuehua was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

The grandmother of the Shui family in front of her is not simple.

Maybe when it comes to understanding sports, you have to put yourself first.

Teacher Qi sank down and suddenly swept his eyes to the TV. The most crucial moment of this game has arrived.

"The opponent wants to kill the time."

"Hmph, why are they so witty, they are not afraid that they will not be able to make a move. This is the most crucial three-point shot, and they are really confident. Everyone, hold on, I'm going to see if the confidence of Shuishan No. 2 Middle School can be maintained for a few seconds. ”

There were only two or three seconds left until the end of the fourth quarter.

The people in the Seven Water Shadows stepped up their persecution even more.

The half of Shuiying No. 7 Middle School was like a copper wall falling down, covering the three-point line, so that everyone in Shuishan No. 2 Middle School had no idea where to start.

"Who's going to do this last blow?"

Zhao Qianbai's eyes turned, and he saw that the basketball was in the hands of Qing Rulong and actually in the hands of Yun Dong, and Yun Dong gave Shui Qixing again.

"What kind of plane is this?"

Zhao Qianbai squinted his eyes and skimmed Zi Xiangrong, who was still running in front of him.

"No, it's too late," Zhao Qianbai's eyes widened suddenly: "Everyone be careful of Shui Qixing, the person who holds the ball now." ”

Saying that, Zhao Qianbai kicked the ground one by one, and his body flew away.

I saw that Shui Qixing was not in a hurry, and he actually raised his hands, and he was about to shoot in three points!

"How is it possible for this guy to execute this three-pointer?"

To say that the offensive firepower of Water Seven Star is definitely not weak, but when it comes to three-point shooting, there are not many deeds to prove.

But it shouldn't be anything, since Shuishan II chose the Water Seven Stars as this shooting point, the Water Shadow Seven must be guarded down.

At this time, the water seven stars are two steps outside the three-point line, very close to the middle line.

But Zhao Qianbai's speed was also not slow, but in an instant, he successfully arrived at the speed.

Shui Qixing was not in a hurry, and shook his arm, to be honest, this action was not fast. Zhao Qianbai stepped into the somersault cloud under his feet, and he was ready in an instant.

The air rises slightly, like a flying praying mantis, trying to capture its prey.

But it was only an instant, looking at Shui Qixing's face, Zhao Qianbai seemed to remember something, and he faintly shrank his hand in the air.

At the same time, Shui Qixing silently said four words in his heart, and the exclusive skill was activated.

The basketball flew towards the basket like a missile.

There was a faint surge of air around it, which seemed to coat it with a metal shell.

"The projection speed of this water star is so fast, and the basketball even seems to have sparks in the sky. Oh my God, this ball hit, at such a fast speed, it was actually a solid hollow in the basket...... Just now, why did Zhao Qianbai withdraw his hand? Otherwise, perhaps, it can still be stopped. ”

Time passes steadily, and it does not shift by human thoughts.

Mizuyama No. 2 Middle School's almost overwhelming shot not only tied the score, but also gave Mizukage No. 7 no time to counterattack.

Overtime is inevitable......