6-0！

When the basketball passed through the basket again, there was already a lot of talk in the originally quiet training room, and almost everyone had a strange look in their eyes, that was surprise, that was doubt. § Pineapple No Little § said

Captain, what's wrong? Just conceding three goals in a row? In their opinion, the captain is not handing the ball, because these three goals are complicated to say, but visually, they are extremely simple, each ball is sent out by the captain, and then the god kills the ball and throws it out regardless of it, and then the ball goes in, and the three goals look like they are made of a mold.

However, this God's Killing is also big enough to have a big heart, I really dare to vote, the key is really in!

Basketball is sometimes just like this, you throw it in, it's a good ball, and if you can't throw it, it's a wave shot.

"Good shot!"

Wang Boyuan gave his own evaluation, and then passed the ball out for the fourth time, this time he still didn't come forward to interfere, he was betting, did he dare to continue to throw this kind of ultra-long three-point shot.

Human psychology is actually a very complex existence, some people play more and more crazy to throw, the more they enter, the more dare to throw, and even they can't stop themselves when they feel it; Some people will choose to change after scoring a few difficult shots in a row, which is most common among passers-by.

Wang Boyuan just wanted to gamble, and it depended on whether the gods dared to vote.

Su Chen also understood this in an instant, so he looked at Xiaobei and looked forward to the answer she handed over.

Xiaobei did not pause at the moment when he received the basketball, as if he was practicing shooting on a shooting machine, catching the ball, jumping, shooting, the basketball flew out, spun around on the basket, and spun in.

The score instantly changed to 8-0.

"How dare you vote!"

"The psychological quality is good!"

......

The following has been discussed, Yu Fengtai nodded with satisfaction, he is in a much better mood now, if this God Kill is still as vulnerable as the first game, his face as a recommender is also dull, and now the God Kill Kill has hit three points in a row, which is like giving him a long face, proving that what he said is true, he is probably the person in this training room who most wants to see the God Kill have an outstanding performance.

Xiaobei is still staring at the fog and fog coming towards her, she has hit 4 three-pointers in a row, so will the opponent still let her shoot in the next round? She thinks she won't, after all, she is playing herself as an 11-0 opponent, so she won't be such an idiot? But what if he's an idiot? Or just keep casting?

Wu Feiwu sent the ball out, Xiaobei made up her mind and was about to catch the ball and throw, but as soon as she raised her arm, Wu Feiwu took a step forward with her right foot, which was an obvious signal.

Xiaobei's hand speed is extremely fast, and he immediately changed to a rush, released the ball, dribbled, and changed his left hand to the left side to force a breakthrough.

"It's early." Su Chen whispered.

Sure enough, Wang Boyuan immediately followed and made a move, his step forward now seems more like a temptation, if Xiaobei can make the shooting action a little older, or simply continue to shoot three-point should be a better choice, but Xiaobei moved, then the next is a real frontal offensive and defensive battle between the two.

Xiao Bei's hand speed is extremely fast, and she wants the God Kill to break through the defense line of the fog and non-fog faster.

It's just that the operator of the fog is very human, and Xiaobei's left and right rush is more like a trapped beast fighting from the visual scene.

Xiaobei also knew the situation she was in, and this deep sense of powerlessness reminded her of Qianxue under the domination of the gods, she probably felt this way at the time, but she was really unwilling.

The attack time passed in a second, and there was not much time left for Xiaobei to attack.

At this time, the experienced Wang Boyuan immediately stepped up the pressing, and Xiao Beigang could easily make a breakthrough attempt, and it was a little difficult to even control the ball at this time.

Emphasizing physical confrontation is the combat style of the Taigu team, they are willing to drag all the games into the quagmire, and then end the battle in hand-to-hand combat, this time Wang Boyuan only used a little means, and the pressure that was as strong as a mountain came to the surface.

Xiaobei dribbles outward, trying to give himself room to return through depth, which is like punching, when the opponent chooses to bully the melee combat, then your best thing to do is to return a tooth for a tooth, or simply push the opponent away, open the distance, and reorganize the attack.

Xiaobei's strategic thinking was right, but one thing she couldn't ignore was that there was not much time left for her attack.

So as soon as she opened up a little space, she immediately chose to shoot.

As soon as the basketball left the palm of his hand, he only heard a snap, which was a big hat sent by Wu Feiwu, and in terms of time control, professional players are more sensitive.

Xiaobei hurriedly grabbed the basketball, but a whistle blew, the offensive time came, and Xiaobei was blown for 24 seconds to attack, and the ball belonged to the opponent.

The level gap between the two sides is really too big, this kind of bayonet-like high-pressure defense makes her very uncomfortable, she was knocked out without even making a move, she also knows this, especially the last big hat, she is completely played with by the other party on the applause, and before that, she feels that she is completely seen through, her every step seems to be seen through.

Offensive and defensive transitions.

Xiaobei is facing more pressure in the defensive position of the return road, Wu Feiwu's movements are not fast, but the rhythm is particularly good, Xiaobei feels as if he can keep up with every step, but it seems that he can't keep up every time, the opponent just slowly swings into the inside, and then makes a layup.

1-8。

2-8。

3-8。

......

The difference is narrowing little by little.

Xiaobei felt like someone was cutting her wound with a saw little by little, and she was powerless to stop it.

"My hand speed is not slower than his, but why can't I keep up with his pace, this, is this the difference in experience?"

Xiaobei thought so, Su Chen watched quietly from the side, he was very satisfied with Xiaobei's performance so far, and the almost perfect rhythm control reminded him of a person, an old friend who had fought with him for many years, then if it was him, Xiaobei's performance score would have doubled, the only pity was the suit in his hand.

"There's no way, you always have to pay some tuition on the way to growth." Su Chen said in his heart.

Just when Su Chen was about to bleed heavily, he was also talking in a whisper in the Taikoo training room, because they saw that their captain was no longer straightening his waist, that was his performance in serious operation, a player worthy of the captain's serious treatment, what kind of performance should he have?

When the fog is not foggy and dribbles forward, Xiaobei takes the lead, she is more like a red-eyed gambler this time, desperately stepping forward to entangle and bite, when she found that her "garbage dog" like defense did not work, she did not hesitate to take foul tactics!

Even if it's a foul, it won't make you score!

Death won't make you score a goal either!