Sweat fell down drop by drop, Zhang Zifeng rolled up the corner of his clothes and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Now that my physical strength has been overdrawn, the muscles in my calves are stiff to death, and I can't even jump high.

There are only more than three minutes left, and now it is fake to think about any reasonable distribution of physical strength.

I can only grit my teeth and persevere.

Today was my first start and my first time at the core.

I'm going to keep going, I'm going to keep going.

I have to prove that I can do it.

Running to the front court, Zhang Zifeng knew that with his current physical strength, he couldn't attack with the ball at all.

Zhang Zifeng was running with Wharton.

Seeing that the Chinese was running non-stop again, Wharton cursed in a low voice: "Damn bastard, can't he stop for a moment?" ”

Wharton shouted as he ran, "Hey, Chinese monkeys. You can be proud of being able to hold out in Lao Tzu's defense for so long. Can you still jump on your legs now? If you can't, give up. ”

"With your poor physical strength, you can't."

"You've been running for so long and you haven't received a single ball. Your teammates won't believe you anymore, don't waste your time! ”

……

Listening to Wharton's chattering trash talk, Zhang Zifeng felt bored, but now every bit of physical strength is precious.

Zhang Zifeng didn't want to waste this useless scolding at all.

has been unable to get rid of Wharton, Zhang Zifeng is very anxious.

Old K also shouted from the sidelines, "Marshall, Amiri, help cover!" ”

Jefferson and Plumlee hurriedly ran to the baseline, and the two of them shot goalkeepers Wharton and McGarry solidly.

Zhang Zifeng took this opportunity to run outside the three-point line, and Cook saw Zhang Zifeng run out of the open space and immediately passed.

Zhang Zifeng received the ball, kicked the ground with both feet, jumped up, stretched his waist and abdomen, raised his elbows and stretched his forearms, bent his wrists forward, and flicked the ball lightly with his fingers.

"Huh!"

The sound of the basketball rubbing as it passes through the net is so beautiful and beautiful.

When Lao K saw the ball scored, he waved his hand anxiously and shouted, "GET back!" GET back！ GET back！ ”

Cook stayed behind to delay the opposition's attack, and the other players rushed back to the half to defend.

University of Michigan player, Glenn Robinson III controls the ball.

With less than two minutes left and two points down, every point is precious and could make the difference.

The thighs were sore and painful, the panting was getting more and more rapid, and the body was extremely tired.

But Zhang Zifeng still gritted his teeth and insisted, sticking to Stauskas, pestering him to death.

The old K knew that Stauskas was the core of the University of Michigan and had the ability to finish games.

If you want to win this game, you have to limit your opponent.

No matter how hard Zhang Zifeng is, Lao K can only let Zhang Zifeng, who has the best defense, to mark Stauskas.

After running most of the lap, Stauskas ran to the outside to receive the ball.

Stauskars tried to hit his back, but Zhang Zifeng carried it and didn't let him push inside.

One was not careful, and the ball was almost knocked off by Zhang Zifeng.

Startling into a cold sweat, Stauskas hurriedly protected the ball with his left hand, carefully dribbling the ball.

At this time, there is no room for error.

Seeing that Stauskas's attack was difficult, McGarry ran out to help cover.

Stauskas took advantage of the cover to burst in, jumped up, and shot.

Zhang Zifeng didn't want to give up, if the opponent scored this goal, then the pressure on Duke University would be even greater.

Even if his calves were tight, Zhang Zifeng still ran over and kicked up with his legs, desperately straightened his arms, and flew to block and shoot.

Fortunately, he was tired, and Stauskas was tired from fighting all night, and he didn't jump high.

The ball that had just been shot was rubbed by Zhang Zifeng's fingertips, and the ball fell out after two turns in the basket, and was grabbed by Jefferson for a rebound.

With just 2 minutes and 11 seconds left in the game, 89:86, Duke returned with three points.

"Run! Run! Old K shouted.

Cook controlled the ball at the top of the three-point arc, and the other four players, including Zhang Zifeng, were actively looking for opportunities.

Leave the decision to Hood.

Are you kidding!

Don't say that Lao Tzu is wrong with him, even if the relationship is good, Zhang Zifeng just wants to come by himself at this time.

Whether he wins or loses, he has to decide for himself, and he has to control his own destiny.

"Cover me!" Zhang Zifeng interspersed from the inside line again and again, shouting.

Jefferson immediately took a step sideways to block Wharton.

Zhang Zifeng ran outside the three-point line, received a pass, and lifted the ball.

Wharton ran out in a panic and jumped up without thinking about it.

Zhang Zifeng withdrew the ball, waited for Wharton to fall, and then jumped up and threw the ball.

Wharton watched the ball fly to the basket in the air, terrified.

Don't go in! Don't go in!

Swish!

The sound of the goal, it's the most beautiful sound in the world.

After Zhang Zifeng fell, he hammered his chest excitedly and roared.

Seeing that the score that has been struggling to catch up is finally tied.

Blue Devils fans excitedly shouted, "MVP! MVP！ MVP！ ”

Zhang Zifeng gasped and looked up at the timer, 38 minutes and 26 seconds in the second half, and there was 1 minute and 34 seconds left in the game.

The game is not over yet, hold on a little longer, Zhang Zifeng.

Hold on a little longer and you'll win!

The head was a little dizzy, Zhang Zifeng knew that it was due to excessive fatigue and a little lack of oxygen in the brain.

Zhang Zifeng bit the tip of his tongue, and the sharp pain instantly made him sober up a lot.

Back at half-time, Stauskas was a little jealous of Zhang Zifeng.

That good chance just now was ruined for him, and Stauskas passed the ball to Glenn Robinson III to open the game from Hood.

Glenn Robinson III shook Hood past Hood with a few feints, burst into the restricted area, hit the basket, and made a layup.

Zhang Zifeng was not even interested in scolding Hood now, and ran towards the front with heavy steps.

After receiving the ball in the front court, Zhang Zifeng saw that he had been following him from the backcourt, and now he was almost hugging Wharton in his arms.

Zhang Zifeng made a ground-hitting pass to Plumlee, who was on the inside to get to the position.

Then he turned and ran inside, and Plumlee hit hard, and found that he couldn't hit McGarry, who was carrying him behind him.

Just as Plumlee was thinking about what to do, all he heard was, "Give me the ball!" ”

Zhang Zifeng ran in front of Plumlee, and Plumlee passed the ball to him.

Zhang Zifeng raised the ball with both hands.

Wharton didn't jump up and posted, "You still want to trick me into being fooled, don't think about it!" ”

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zifeng really jumped up and shot directly this time, and Wharton was a step slower when he reacted.

The ball hits the rebound and bounces into the frame.

Seeing that the ball had scored, Zhang Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Now my arm is very sore, and I don't know if I can score this ball when I shoot.

"Well passed!" Zhang Zifeng clapped his hands with Plumlee and slowly ran half the court.

"Damn!" Wharton's face was ugly, and the more brilliant Zhang Zifeng was, the more he could prove his incompetence.

In the frontcourt, Glenn Robinson III shook Hood away again for a layup.

Plumlee, who had always been a slow moveer, suddenly came out and put a big hat on Glenn Robinson III.

The ball was knocked down the touchline, Cook jumped up to save the ball, and the ball returned to the court and landed on the front court.

Zhang Zifeng ran over to grab the ball, and one step outside the three-point line was ready to shoot.

Wharton was scared and had to stop the opponent from shooting even if he fouled.

rushed over, Wharton directly hugged Zhang Zifeng and fell to the ground.

The whistle blows, the hitter fouls, the free throws.

Under the pull of his teammates, Zhang Zifeng stood up.

His legs were getting heavier and heavier, as if he couldn't lift them.

Zhang Zifeng stood at the free throw line, the sweat droplets on his forehead fell down and fell to the ground, becoming a small puddle.

Taking advantage of the precious opportunity of free throws, every time he made free throws, Zhang Zifeng tried his best to delay and give himself a little more rest.

After receiving the ball, Zhang Zifeng wiped the sweat on his face with the corner of his clothes, calmed his rapid breathing, and waited a few seconds before raising his hand to shoot.

The ball spun around the basket twice and still fell into the net.

Zhang Zifeng raised his boxer, and then slowly patted his hands with his teammates on both sides before returning to the free throw line.

In the second ball, the ball smashed directly into the back frame and popped up the bottom line.

No penalty scored.

Zhang Zifeng knew that this was a decline in physical strength that affected his rhythm and feel when shooting.

Zhang Zifeng bit the tip of his tongue again to cheer himself up.

I can't give up, I can't give up, if I can't even bear this bit of suffering, how can I get a foothold in the NBA.

Hang on! Hang on!

On the third ball, Zhang Zifeng felt that his body had adjusted well, so he threw the ball.

The goal went in cleanly.

With two of three free throws, Duke regained a two-point lead.

This two-point gap became the key to deciding the outcome of the final game.

In the final minute, both teams did not score again under the desperate defense.

In the last seven seconds, Stauskas dribbled the ball from the back into the box and jumped.

Zhang Zifeng desperately tried his best to get up with the last bit of strength in his body, stretched his hands high, and did his best to interfere with the opponent's shooting.

The basketball flew to the basket, and Zhang Zifeng didn't have the strength to turn around and look at the results.

A "bang" came from behind him, and the cheers of the Blue Devils fans were heard.

Zhang Zifeng showed a bright smile and lay directly on the ground. As soon as he relaxed, the tingling pain in his right calf instantly spread to the cranial nerve.

The whole face was stinging and the ground was stunned.

Seeing Zhang Zifeng lying on the ground, his expression of pain.

The team doctor rushed into the field to check, but fortunately it was not a big problem.

It's just that after the body is overtired and out of strength, the calf cramps.

After about ten minutes of massage by the doctor, Zhang Zifeng walked into the players' tunnel with the support of Jefferson and Plumlee.

The stadium burst into applause.