The duel between Wang Weiyu and Otard started again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The score is very tight, and whenever Otard's wants to pull the score away, Wang Weiyu will score. As a result, the margin never exceeded 7 points. The stalemate was broken with five minutes left in the fourth quarter.

Celtic had the ball and they were six points ahead at this point. In the first round, the ball stopped in the hands of Gnacy Outaka. It's not that he doesn't want to keep running the ball, it's that there's no one to pass.

Outaka's tentative step scared Ragren back. Raglen's retreat was too exaggerated, as if he had been shaken away, and he retreated two meters away from Outaka in one go.

Outaka inadvertently shook people away, and under the influence of Ortad, he felt that it was a gift from God, and that it was God who pushed Raglan away, so it was up to him who was chosen by God to make the move. Even with 10 seconds left on the offensive clock, Outaka made a resolute move.

"Huh!" The melodious sound of the goal seemed to encourage him. THE FUCKYOU IN PEGGY'S MOUTH BECOMES A GOODBOY. Outaka's goal extended the margin to nine points. It was the most Celtic lead in four minutes.

Wang Weiyu tried to adjust the rate of breathing. When physical strength is declining, a stable breathing rhythm is the guarantee of the hit rate.

Wang Weiyu tried very hard to control his breathing, and the more he gasped, the more rapid he became. He really needed a little time to adjust to his breathing. Alva called a timeout just in time. Wang Weiyu closed his eyes and breathed when he got out. Every second counts, and he has to hurry.

The reason why Alva called a timeout was to give Wang Weiyu a good breather. He was so tired, for a few minutes in a row, the offense and defense were all up to him. It's the finals, and if you don't give him a little more time to rest, he'll be exhausted. The problem is precisely that the Imperial team can't do without him, not for a single round.

If you lose at home, your chances of winning the next game are even lower. Saravo was wounded, and there was no way back from the moment Merris was reimbursed. If the battle cannot be resolved at home, the championship will slip out of their hands.

Wang Weiyu felt that his eyes were moist and hot, he was too tired. The consciousness is a little blurred, and if he is given a bed, he does not have to take a bath, he can fall asleep as long as he lies down. The blurred consciousness took him back many years ago, and that day...

"Do you know how to play basketball?" The man who had changed his fate asked with a pale face.

"Am I not fighting?" Wang Weiyu replied to him. Consciousness brought him back to reality. When the timeout was over, Wang Weiyu reflexively got up from the bench and walked to the court.

The Jacques Arena is very quiet. Wang Weiyu glanced at the audience, this is where the man dreamed of coming. Wang Weiyu stepped on the floor, and he heard the sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the floor, "Four years ago, I came for you and won the championship, but it was for you." ”

"Now, here I am again. For myself. "The sweat from his cheeks slid down and down his chin, forming a drop of water that fell to the floor. Wang Weiyu opened his eyes and looked ahead, "I can do anything for you, and now I have nothing to worry about for myself." ”

"Meng Ge, I hope I can see the power in your eyes when I return to defense." Wang Weiyu said. Montgomery didn't understand what Wang Weiyu said.

Wang Weiyu's teammates all looked angry, and from their faces, Wang Weiyu could not see any hope of winning.

"Is it just me going to win?" Wang Weiyu took the ball, "I've slept for so long, I should wake up." After speaking, Wang Weiyu dribbled straight towards the front court.

"Are you ready to be killed?" Otard asked. Wang Weiyu dribbled with one hand and said loudly: "You can knock me down, but don't expect me to admit defeat." Besides, I haven't been knocked down by you yet. ”

Wang Weiyu's ball was dribbled high, and Otard thought it was a steal. The moment Otard made a move, Wang Weiyu pulled the ball and changed direction, accelerated a step, and crossed Otard's left hand. Wang Weiyu stepped away, dodged Trulk's ape arm, and scored with a one-handed pick-up.

The shadow of black pressure lingered on everyone's heads, and Wang Weiyu's breakthrough score brought a ray of sunshine in despair.

"Boss," Montgomery had a hard time talking.

"If there's hope in your heart, I'll stomp it on the ground." Otard came with a look of rage, he wanted the ball. A step of detachment, this is an innate talent.

The historic start-up breakthrough is unstoppable, and so is Wang Weiyu. Otard drove straight in, broke into the basket, and was about to dunk. Behind him, Wang Weiyu quickly caught up with him and sent a big hat from the back of his head. This block caused the audience to tear and roar.

"It's not over yet!" Truuc picked up the ball and followed up for a dunk.

Wang Weiyu was right in front of him. In terms of height, Duruk did not feel that Wang Weiyu was a threat. With the ball, he wanted to dunk in front of this unyielding foe.

"Die!" Wang Weiyu completely stormed away. Although Duruk was fierce, it was difficult to move an inch on the head of this crazy Tai Sui. Wang Weiyu didn't give him space to jump, and at the moment when he raised the ball to dunk, the rocket squad took off and flew the ball in Duruk's hand on the front. Duruk ate the hat, his center of gravity was unstable, and he sat on the ground.

"Attack!" Wang Weiyu roared, picked up the ball and ran.

Wang Weiyu's block made people's blood boil, and Raglan's cooled blood followed suit, and he swooped into the frontcourt, "Ball! ”

The ball was in Raglan's hands as soon as possible. Ragren took aim for the basket and shot again with everyone's expectations.

"Huh!"

"In less than half a minute, the score behind narrowed from 9 to 4 points, and W dominated both offensive and defensive ends!"

"It's not over yet! Brothers! Wang Weiyu shouted: "There are still four minutes!" Whatever the outcome, there are still four minutes left! For Merris, for Art, for the audience, for yourselves, fight for another four minutes! ”

Alva paced on the sidelines, his heart thrilling. At another moment, the man stood up again to cheer up the army.

King Sal has coached many teams and met all kinds of team leaders. However, few people have stepped up in a crisis like Wang Weiyu.

Even the atmosphere off the field was changed by Wang Weiyu. Alva saw the substitutes yelling and cheering on his teammates on the field. Merris dragged a wounded leg and threw a fist and roared.

At this moment, in Alva's heart, Wang Weiyu was juxtaposed with those great names in the history of the Ultimate Alliance.