The game was already heating up, and at this time the two sides were left with a three-point difference.

What they didn't expect was that this time Brother Qiang dribbled directly across the halfcourt, and in the face of Zheng Yuan, he broke through in one step and picked up the basket directly.

Unexpectedly, Ming Han and Daxu rushed out directly from both sides, wanting to seal it.

Brother Qiang was strong and didn't hit. But cause a foul!

Penalty kick! 1 of 2 free throws!

If you say that the strong brother in front will use mid-range shooting as the main means of attack, in order to save physical strength in the final quarter. Then in the last section, he really went on a killing spree!

In the next ball, Yuhang dribbled the ball in a cross-step outside the three-point line, and directly pulled out his hand. Hit!

Seriously, the teammates are in good shape today, and even Daxu has thrown in two three-pointers!

Relying on a very good shooting touch, the thirteenth class tightly bites the score of the seventh class.

Time passed quickly, and many people on the field clenched their palms.

Not everyone can play basketball, but it's a lot of fun.

Remembering the Lakers' Finals against the Magic last year, Ming Han remembered that the only TV in the cafeteria was crowded, and hundreds of people gathered around to watch the live TV.

That's the beauty of basketball.

"Defend well, don't let up!" Yuna clapped his palms to cheer everyone on. He suddenly found that since Ming Han came on the field, the morale of the whole team has been high, and he is fully capable of winning this game.

This section of Brother Qiang is 2 out of 6, which is not his level at all! Ming Han is tall enough, and although his body is relatively thin, he definitely has a certain ability to fight. This has a certain interference with Brother Qiang.

But Brother Qiang has already scored 23 points, the best in the game!

Sure enough, at the last minute, Brother Qiang couldn't bear his breath anymore, and broke through directly under the bag of Ming Han and Zheng Yuan, causing a foul.

One out of two!

Three points ahead!

Astronaut with the ball!

Ming Han runs along the baseline, shakes off the opposing defender, and catches the ball on the other side. Defending him was the number three position in Class 7.

Ming Han dribbled through, which caught the opposing small forward unexpectedly, because Ming Han rarely attacked with the ball.

Brother Qiang immediately made up for it, he didn't want to watch Ming Han play the No. 3 position on his side in a dislocation.

It looks like Ming Han is stuck in a dead end!

Suddenly, Ming Han hit the ground with a long pass and gave Daxu outside the three-point line in the bottom corner.

Daxu quickly adjusted, almost pressing the time to shoot three points.

Hit!

Daxu is against the sky today! 3-of-6 three-pointers.

The audience is boiling! Class 13 is one point ahead!

There are 35 seconds left.

Brother Qiang holds the ball by himself, and Ming Han is a single defense!

Brother Qiang pressed time. In the last ten seconds, break through and shoot at the free throw line!

Ming Han jumped up high, touched Brother Qiang's arm slightly, and the whistle sounded!

Foul again!

Ming Han looked helpless. Yuhang was a little angry, "Where is this foul!" ”

Brother Qiang calmed down and hit the first penalty!

Ming Han said softly beside him, "Today you are estimated to be two in one!" ”

Brother Qiang glanced at him with contempt, and made a move, "bang" to strike the iron!

Ten seconds left......

Astronautics called a timeout! said that he wanted to fight with Daxu and use Daxu's feel today!

Play:

Ming Han served, Yuhang received the ball, and Daxu immediately went over to block and dismantle.

Wu Jianhao leaned on Yuhang all the way and forced him to pass the ball.

Yuhang passed the back to Daxu, and Brother Qiang immediately pounced.

Daxu didn't have a chance to make a move at all!

"I, Daxu!" It's loud and urgent!

The direction that Daxu transmitted to that voice by feeling was Ming Han.

He was positioned at a 45-degree angle to step in at the three-point line.

There are two seconds left in the time, and Ming Han makes a move!

Whistle blows!

Hit!

The game is over!