Chapter 63: Entering the Elite Quarterfinals

Ben Holland on the bench jumped straight up, waving towels vigorously with the UCLA bench players, probably Bai Xiaonian is the only person who can make him so excited in his long coaching career.

In the face of Bai Xiaonian's hot hand, the coach of Brigham Young University had to call a timeout to reduce the fire for Xiao Bai Tong's shoes, hoping to take the opportunity of this timeout to interrupt Bai Xiaonian's crazy offensive state.

After the timeout, Bai Xiaonian seemed to be as everyone at Brigham Young University wished, and did not shoot the unreasonable three-point shot just now, but started a positional battle with them.

But if the BYU players thought that Bai Xiaonian's scoring was over, then they would definitely pay a huge price for their ignorance.

"Bai Xiaonian got the ball, it seems that he is not in a hurry to attack, and has been looking for opportunities on the outside... Dry pull out three points! ”

Wu Jiahua was caught off guard by Bai Xiaonian's sudden cold arrow, and before he could think clearly in his mind, he spit out into a pot of porridge.

Brush! There was no suspense in the three-point hollow net, and this goal allowed Bai Xiaonian to continue to maintain a 100% three-point shooting rate in the second half.

What about positional warfare? Why are you starting to soar three points again? Can you still play well?

Who said that only a strong dunk can detonate the whole court, and three points can also be used! Bai Xiaonian's three-point storm in Utah sparked an exclamation from all the fans who watched the NCAA game live in front of their televisions.

The next trend of the game seems to be beginning to move in the direction of UCLA, not only Bai Xiaonian can shoot and burst, but he also took advantage of the opponent's physical decline in the second half to slowly revitalize the team's offense, especially the continuous assists on the inside Gordon and Simmons' several exquisite through balls made the Guangdong sports commentators in the studio applaud endlessly, and also showed his all-round skills to domestic fans.

But this game is really too tired for our little white children's shoes, Comrade Bai Xiaonian, who has always been full of physical energy, was as if he had just been fished out of the water when there were 7 minutes before the end of the game, even if he was in March, but it could not make him feel a little cool.

Ben Holland on the bench soon noticed Bai Xiaonian's strangeness on the court, and replaced Bai Xiaonian off the court in the spirit of protecting his disciples, and the Bruins, who lost the engine of the team, fell into struggle again on the court, Bai Xiaonian's substitute guard Barton was eaten to death by the opposing defender Jimmer Fredette, so fighting alone became the main color of the Bruins on the court.

Sitting on the bench with his chin in his hands, Bai Xiaonian helplessly watched the scores between the two sides being pulled closer little by little, and the gap of more than ten points that was originally opened by Bai Xiaonian at the beginning of the second half was erased by Brigham Young University in just five minutes.

"UCLA's offense is ineffective, and the other players don't know how to play after Bai Xiaonian is off the court?"

"If you don't send Bai Xiaonian on the field, the Brown Bears will be really dangerous this time!"

Wu Jiahua and Zhu Liyu also sat in the studio and were anxious for UCLA.

With 70 seconds left, UCLA is still one point ahead of Brigham Young University for the time being, and even Ben Holland, the coach, was surprised that the team could hold the lead for so long, and Bai Xiaonian, who was sitting on the sidelines, wanted to play for a long time, but the coach kept pressing him on the bench.

"It's up to you, stinky boy."

After beckoning, Ben Holland said to Bai Xiaonian a little nervously, although his coaching career has been decades, but to be honest, there are not many cases where the team has a chance to enter the NCAA elite quarterfinals.

Back on the court, the offensive ball still belongs to UCLA, the confident smile on Bai Xiaonian's face looks a little domineering, and the continuous and fancy dribbling shows his current abundant physical fitness.

Ferredette, who had been working the field, glanced enviously at Bai Xiaonian's jersey, which was about to be killed, and he now felt that his lips were about to catch fire.

Bai Xiaonian stared at the timer on the basket while killing time at the top of the arc unhurriedly, which made the backward Brigham Young University basketball team players feel furious, and Feredette who faced him wanted to rush up and imprint the soles of his shoes on the calm face of the little white children's shoes.

"Bai Xiaonian has been very sophisticated in the last period of time, and I can't tell that he is only 19 years old this year..."Zhu Liyu sighed.

Suddenly, there was a change in rhythm, Bai Xiaonian's shoulders slammed to the left, because the starting speed was too fast, the wind blowing made the eyes of Fredet in front of him dry and painful, and he blinked his eyes subconsciously, and then opened them and froze directly in place.

"! What about people? ”

hurriedly turned around to look for Bai Xiaonian's traces, but all that remained in his eyes was the UCLA blue-gold No. 11 jersey that had taken off.

Bai Xiaonian's whole person stretched out in the air, just like Dapeng spreading his wings, looking at the basket that was getting closer and closer and the palms that stretched out from nowhere, and smiled slightly.

The waist and abdominal muscles contracted, and Bai Xiaonian miraculously pulled the basketball out of an arc in the air, a beautiful 360-degree layup, which reminded many fans sitting in front of the TV of the NBA's Ricarter's 360-degree dunk.

Brush! With Bai Xiaonian landing, the basketball obediently fell into the net, and the white waves splashed.

"Bai Xiaonian's layup is a bit of Vince Carter's shadow, a low-profile version of 360..."Wu Jiahua teased with some excitement after seeing this ball.

Time is running out for Brigham Young University, and 50 seconds can do a lot of things, but unfortunately Davis didn't take that opportunity.

Without diamonds, don't do porcelain work, and lone heroes are not so easy to be, Brigham Young University's power forward Davis forced to shoot a three-point shot when the boss Ferredette has already cut inside, and Bai Xiaonian, who was fouled in the back, made two free throws and two hits, which basically sentenced them to death.

In the end, it was UCLA who had the last laugh in this lingering game, 85-80 to advance to the NCAA elite quarterfinals.

In this game, Bai Xiaonian scored 53 points, 4 boards, 8 assists and 7 steals like chopping melons and vegetables, and was elected the best player of the game without any suspense, especially his three-point shot of 9 of 11 shots amazed everyone who paid attention to this game.

After the game, the Bruins finally saw the gray-faced Tyler Honeycarter who came in a hurry in the team locker room, this kid was obediently sorting out the jerseys and pants for the other players, and when he saw his teammates coming in, he trembled, looked at the gloomy faces of Bai Xiaonian and others and worried:

"Did we lose?"

The entire locker room was quiet, and the UCLA players did not speak in tacit understanding, just stared at Honeycart hatefully, and even Gordon, who was walking behind, sighed deeply when he saw this situation.

"I... It's all my fault... If... If I hadn't been so sloppy, maybe..."

Honeycutt felt a chill when he saw everyone like this, how could he not see the meaning in everyone's expressions, if he was present in today's game, maybe there would be a completely different result, but he didn't see the slightly twitching corners of Ben Holland's mouth and the irrepressible smile in everyone's eyes.

Before he could continue to lament to himself, Bai Xiaonian waved his hand and took the lead in rushing forward, pressing Honeycut, who had not yet come to his senses, under the deadly cry, and a pig-like howl came from the visiting locker room in the basketball hall of Brigham Young University...

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PS: Big brother, I'm doing it!