Chapter Eighty-Three: Dongshi's Counterattack
At the beginning of the second stanza, Liu Hongyi held the ball in one hand, like a ghostly ghost wandering in the world, and crossed Zhang Liangyun, catching him off guard.
But soon another ghost-like figure followed, Yan Xiangchen and Liu Hongyi glanced at each other, and there was a trace of solemnity, and then Liu Hongyi lowered his body and slammed to the left, and Yan Xiangchen immediately followed.
The two of them fought all the way from the forbidden area of Dongshi to the position near the middle and long line, and they played equally, but the fly in the ointment was that Liu Hongyi was a little slower than Yan Xiangchen in terms of speed, and it was precisely because of this gap that he fell into danger several times.
However, Liu Hongyi relied on the strong belief in his heart and survived stubbornly, they are all the best players of the national team, who will be too far behind.
Fortunately, Liu Hongyi has reached the middle and long term, he made a false dangle and then immediately retreated a jump shot, how could Yan Xiangchen not guess Liu Hongyi's attempt, from just now to now, he has been on guard against Liu Hongyi's shooting, in the face of Liu Hongyi's feints, Yan Xiangchen was not fooled at all.
rushed towards the basketball in Liu Hongyi's hand, looking at the basketball that was getting closer and closer to his hands, Yan Xiangchen smiled confidently, this ball can be regarded as a defense!!
"You're wrong," Liu Hongyi jumped in mid-air, and at the same time held the basketball in his right hand suddenly exerted force, throwing it far behind, in Yan Xiangchen's sight, the basketball drew a graceful arc in mid-air, and rushed into the arms of a red number ten.
Meng Tian, who had been waiting in mid-air for a long time, took over Liu Hongyi's pass, made his light skills all the way, and came to Bayi's frame in a leisurely manner, and easily scored two points, which was also his first goal today.
Mengdi, how could it be him, could it be that he broke through Shangwu's defense? Yan Xiangchen looked at the figure standing on the basket in astonishment, and then hurriedly looked over Meng Shangwu's position, only to see that the consternation on Meng Shangwu's face was not half a point less than him.
A person stupidly stopped at the position of the forbidden area of Dongshi, the tiger's eyes were full of incredulity, Yan Xiangchen ran to Meng Shangwu's side and asked, "What's the matter, why did you and him appear in that position, didn't you guard against him?" ”
"This ....... I....... I don't know," Meng Shangwu was still at a loss, "He was still behind me just now, who knows where he ran away after a while?" Meng Shangwu touched his head and wondered.
Yan Xiangchen didn't know what to say, it stands to reason that Meng Shangwu couldn't make such a low-level mistake, forget it, it's okay, it's just a ball, just pay attention next time, Meng Shangwu looked at Meng Tian in the distance and nodded, and then immediately chased after him.
Bayi then launched another round of attack, and with the cooperation of Yan Xiangchen, Zhang Liangyun scored a goal again, and the score returned to the original thirteen-point gap.
But the more this happened, the more uneasy Yan Xiangchen's heart became, because there was a thin body behind him all the time, no matter what Yan Xiangchen did, he couldn't get rid of Liu Hongyi, and the ball just now Yan Xiangchen originally planned to score by himself, but Liu Hongyi's defense was too tight, so he had to pass the ball to Zhang Liangyun.
At this time, Yan Xiangchen's handsome face was full of confusion and incomprehension, and his eyebrows were wrinkled, no wonder Yan Xiangchen was suspicious, but Liu Hongyi's performance was too abnormal.
In the first quarter, he was still desperate to get rid of himself and win the opportunity for the shot, but from the beginning of the second quarter, he seemed to have given up the offense, except for the shot hidden under the pass at the beginning, until now Liu Hongyi has hardly touched the basketball, just concentrating on defending himself.
Weird, so weird, doesn't he know that the current Dongshi has no one else except for being able to rely on him to score? Even those two guys who can do light work are looked at very dead by Mu Ran and Shangwu respectively, and they don't have any chance to make a move at all, Liu Hongyi, Liu Hongyi, what are you planning again?
In the next second, Yan Xiangchen shifted his gaze to Liu Hongyi's face, trying to see something from Liu Hongyi's expression, but unfortunately, Liu Hongyi's current face is not an exaggeration to call it a 10,000-year iceberg, and all he can feel is a trace of coldness, as well as the fighting spirit contained in it.
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On the field, Wang Lin almost just took the ball, and was targeted by Zhang Liangyun before he ran out of the middle and long line, the two fought for less than three seconds, and the ball was in Zhang Liangyun's hands in an instant, Wang Lin called it a complete abuse to fight Zhang Liangyun, in his eyes Wang Lin is a faltering child, he can tease as much as he wants, Zhang Liangyun took the ball and immediately threw the ball towards Zhao Muran beside him.
Seeing this, Yan Xiangchen habitually wanted to go to reinforcements, but Liu Hongyi had been pestering him to death, Yan Xiangchen didn't want to waste his physical strength in this kind of place, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said in an almost negotiable tone: "Liu Hongyi, why are you so troubled, even if I don't make a move, you will lose the same, I advise you to concentrate on preparing your three-point shot." ”
Liu Hongyi responded calmly: "You don't have to worry about this, as long as I stop you, someone will score on my behalf." ”
"Hmph," Yan Xiangchen snorted coldly, and simply stood in place, he wanted to see what Liu Hongyi relied on, Yan Xiangchen's eyes followed the basketball, and in the next second, the face that had always been breezy suddenly became extremely ugly, and his whole body even trembled uncontrollably.......
On the court, Zhao Muran quickly rushed into Dongshi's three-point line with the ball, but at this moment, everyone in Dongshi recognized his behavior very tacitly, and no one stepped forward to block and defend him, because there was a person who was waiting for him for a long time.
Huo Quzhi took a step forward and stood in front of Zhao Muran, and the atmosphere on the field seemed to have quietly become tense because of the meeting between these two people.
Zhao Muran looked at Huo Quzhi's immature face, and involuntarily recalled the scene near the end of the first stanza, and his body became a little stiff because of the ethereal fear.
Zhao Muran took a deep breath, shook his head, forced himself to forget these things, and at the same time told himself over and over again in his heart that everything before was a coincidence, and it was just some ridiculous coincidence.
He lowered his body to the left and rushed suddenly, Huo Qubing immediately followed, in the first round of the confrontation, no one got any benefits, Zhao Muran's attack was stopped by Huo Quzhi, and Huo Qubing also took five steps back, this distance, Zhao Muran can shoot inside at any time, but ......
After sharpening his sword for a long time, the champion Hou, who was only waiting for the moment of unsheathing, obviously didn't want to give him this opportunity.
After Zhao Muran's first attack was blocked, as Huo Qubing expected, he still made the same feint as before, his figure rushed to the right, and at the same time, the basketball in his right hand was thrown into the air in front of the left, intending to continue to break through to the left side the moment he held the ball.
But at the moment when Zhao Muran's left hand was about to touch the basketball, a pair of big hands appeared above the basketball without warning, and the basketball flew out of the court in Zhao Muran's eyes......
Huo Quzhi withdrew his hand coldly, as if he was disciplining a disobedient child, this blow completely knocked Zhao Muran back from his beautiful fantasy to the ruthless reality.
Zhao Muran's time seemed to stop at this second, until now his left hand was still standing stupidly in mid-air, trying to catch the basketball that had long disappeared, but there was no comfortable touch of the basketball in his hand, only a cloud of imperceptible air.
Until now, he still didn't believe that his actions would be seen through by Huo Quzhi, maybe it wasn't that he didn't believe it, but he didn't want to believe it, and he couldn't believe it......