Bloody War No. 4 (3)

The five of them formed a circle and performed a routine pre-game shout, with five hands folded together and shouting from the plateau: "What are we?" ”

"Warriors!"

"What do we want?"

"Victory!"

"So what do we do?"

"Fight!"

"One, two, three, play!" Gao Yuan raised his head and yelled.

The five of them let out a shout, and the sound immediately resounded through the audience, and all the students of the fourth middle school immediately responded with huge boos.

On the other side of the course.

Wu Yang glanced at the four teammates and said in a very low voice, similar to the roar of a tiger: "We have been waiting for this day for a year, a whole year, do you know what we are going to do now?" ”

"Revenge!" The four shouted through gritted teeth.

"Stepping on the 12th Middle School, let us step into the top 8 with our heads held high amid the cheers of all the students of the 4th Middle School who support us! Go for it! Brothers! Wu Yang shouted.

"Kill!" Once again, the four team members shouted in unison.

"Kill!" Wu Yang pressed his fingers with both hands, and walked towards the middle circle with a snapping bone joint.

"Coax '''''''''''''''!" There was another explosion in the audience, and all the students stood up, clapping their hands to welcome their warriors into battle!

Pay the playing list for both teams:

Twelve: Center: Han Dazhu

Great Frontwind: Li Feng

Small forward: Wang Zhiquan

Shooting guard: Plateau

Organizational defender: Zhai Yong

Head Coach: Wang Xuechao

Four middle school players: center forward Zhang Ke

Power forward Cao Hui

Small forward Wu Yang

Scoring guard Wang Xian

Organizational defender Kong Li

Head coach Yan Zhengming

Yan Zhengming put his hands on his chest, looking at the appearance of his team members, his heart was full of confidence in victory, his eyes couldn't help but glance at Wang Xuechao, who was standing in a straight line with him, only to see Wang Xuechao put his hands behind his back, stomped his feet gently, and looked at the court. Wang Xuechao, wait and see! The time of shame is finally coming.

Han Dazhu looked at Zhang Ke in front of him without fear, Zhang Ke glared at him, Han Dazhu tore off his mouth like a demonstrator, and roared in a low voice.

The referee walked between the two with the ball, glanced at each of them, shouted the whistle in his mouth, and the ball was placed flat between the two, Han Dazhu and Zhang Ke immediately squatted down slightly, bending their knees and staring at the basketball in front of them.

"Toot!" The ball is thrown straight into the air by the referee!

Zhang Ke roared, jumped up and touched the ball first!

"Toot!" The referee immediately blew the whistle and stretched out his hand to signal that the four center forwards had violated the jump ball and awarded the ball to the twelve.

"Shh''''''''''''h Some of the students screamed.

Yan Zhengming waved his hand unwillingly, the team members were too nervous!

Wang Xuechao smiled, I want you to be nervous!

The ball was immediately sent out and passed to Zhai Yong's hand, and Kong immediately surrounded him.

Zhai Yong was taken aback, you came over before half the time, you were too tight.

With a bend of the body, he protected the ball diagonally to the right and carried it diagonally across the half court.

After half the court, Zhai Yong dribbled the ball horizontally and gave Kong Li an elbow, Kong Li took a step back in pain, but immediately pasted it again.

Zhai Yong sneered in his heart: Last year, didn't you often use this trick to yin me? This year will also give you a taste of elbows.

Seeing that Kong Li had already quickly pasted over, he shook his hand and passed the ball to Wang Zhiquan, who was standing outside the left three-point line.

As soon as Wang Zhiquan received the ball, Wang Xian leaned over and stretched out his hand to wave it in front of him.

Wang Zhiquan put his weight on the ground, immediately turned his back to Wang Xian, dribbled the ball, and violently dribbled to the right, Zhai Yong and he staggered, and the ball suddenly returned to Zhai Yong's hands, and Wang Zhiquan immediately stood in front of Wang Xian and Kong Li. Zhai Yong didn't stop when he received the ball, he rushed to the inside line as soon as he brushed it, and when he saw Wu Yang's coming out to make up for the defense, Zhai Yong's eyes immediately searched for the position of the plateau where Wu Yang's defense was lost, and at a glance, the plateau was already standing outside the bottom left three-point line.

Zhai Yong shouted, and when Wu Yu had not yet arrived in front of him, he decisively passed the ball out.

Gao Yuan caught the ball very calmly, adjusted his body posture slightly, and got up to jump for three points.

The ball smashed on the basket and exploded, Han Dazhu, who was standing under the basket, let out a low mouth, broke free from Zhang Ke's card position behind him, jumped up and grabbed the rebound hard, and as soon as the person fell, he stopped at all, because he knew that if he was a little slower, he would be surrounded and annihilated under the crowded and terrifying basket.

Hold the ball with both hands, shoot the ball with one hand, and then immediately turn around, squeeze Zhang Ke behind him elbows away, and raise his hand to play the board.

"Toot!" The referee on the bottom line immediately saw Han Dazhu's movements, and raised his mouth to blow Han Dazhu for an offensive foul.

"Make no mistake! When did I break the offense? Han Dazhu grabbed the ball with one hand and shouted to the referee.

A pair of hands behind him hugged Han Dazhu, and with one effort, he moved Han Dazhu's nearly 100-kilogram body 180 degrees. Han Dazhu turned his head to see who was hugging him, and when he saw that it was Captain Gao Yuan, he swallowed back the dirty words on his lips.

"What, impulsively?" Gao Yuan had a dark face and pulled Han Dazhu to say.

Li Feng also pulled down Han Dazhu, which means don't be impulsive, don't provoke the referee to give you a technical foul!

Han Dazhu came to his senses, threw the ball, and walked towards his half court behind Gao Yuan.

Amid the boos, someone shouted: "Punish him, die big!" ”

"Trash, get down!" There are also such students shouted.

Wang Xuechao looked at the stands angrily, and sneered in his heart: This is the so-called home of the fourth middle school?

Turning his head to Shi Guang, he shouted: "Write it down, I'm going to the sports department to complain about the home of No. 4 Middle School!" ”

Shi Guang quickly wrote on the notebook, and Qin Lan's hand holding the pencil next to him was almost a little unable to hold it, and there was a conflict at the beginning, so it will be even bigger next!

Alas! Why doesn't anyone care?

Long Dahai in the stands was a little dissatisfied and said, "How did the teacher of the fourth middle school do it?" Why are students so messy? ”

Huang Fei shook his head and said, "Look at the teacher over there, with a casual look, it seems that the entire No. 4 Middle School is not in line with the No. 12 Middle School!" With such a mentality, how can anyone care? ”

Tang Chaohui's face was a little uneasy, and said: "If it goes on like this, the game will become more and more intense, and the scene may get out of control!" ”

Mo Feng didn't speak, looking at Yan Yufeng who was leaning against the wall of the stands, only to see his face cold, looking at the court without any expression fluctuations, he couldn't help but think: Yan Yufeng, what are you thinking?

Chen Dingjun put down the binoculars, this No. 8 that Liu Wei said was just a substitute, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but in such an away atmosphere, this teenager can still maintain a calm expression, at least it can be seen that he is strong-willed.

Kindness! Yes, I hope to get on the field soon.

"Yay''''''''''!" The audience shouted.

Wu Yang waved his hand, cheered himself loudly, and ran back.

Damn, how did he get here? Wang Zhiquan stomped his foot unwillingly, Gao Yuan walked over, and said, "It's okay, the game has just begun." ”

The big score board on the east wall immediately showed a 2-0 scoreline.

In the opening thirty-two seconds, Wu Yang rushed to grab the rebound and hit the basket strongly, so that the fourth middle school was the first to open and draw.

Zhai Yong resisted Kong Li with his left hand, protected the basketball, and after half the court, Gao Yuan ran out to catch the ball, standing outside the three-point line of the right arc, facing Wu Yang's defense, Gao Yuan made a feint to the left, and then pulled the ball back violently, strode to the right, and got up and jumped quickly.

Although Wu Yang was not deceived, Gao Yuan's sudden jump shot was still not prevented, and when he just pounced sideways in front of Gao Yuan's hand, the ball had already been pulled out of Gao Yuan's hand.

Can you get in this way? No way! Wu Yang immediately roared when he landed: "Rebound!" ”

"Brush!" The basketball sliced across the net, as if to mercilessly refute Wu Yang's contempt for the plateau.

2 to 2.

Wu Yang looked at the figure of Gao Yuan running back in a daze, and suddenly realized that Gao Yuan had grown again this year, and all such difficult shots were shot.

"Come on! I won't be defeated by you again! Wu Yang clenched his fists.

The ball was hoisted into the twelve baskets, Zhang Ke received the ball and slashed a few times, turned his body, squeezed Han Dazhu, and hit the board sideways.

"Yay!" The fourth middle school student immediately screamed.

"Zhang Ke, come one, come one!" Some students began to shout rhythmically.

Zhang Ke roared and finally let out a sigh.

The twelfth middle school continued to attack, and after a few passes, Gao Yuan broke into the inner line, attracting the two to let go, and hit the ground to rebound to hand over to Li Feng next to him, Li Feng did not hesitate at all, jumped up and throw.

A hand flew head-on, and fiercely covered Li Feng's ball, and Kong Li, who was on the outside, picked up the ball and rushed forward, and when Zhai Yong was unable to chase after him, he scored a layup in three steps.

Kong Li immediately sounded in the audience: "Kong Li! You're good! In the middle of the shout, Cao Hui, who covered Li Feng's ball, slapped his palm.

Gao Yuan looked up at the scoreboard - 6-2.

Zhai Yong took the ball over the half court, raised his hand and made a gesture of 3, which is the No. 3 tactic of the 12th Central School's internal secret, which means that 32 will pull away around and block and dismantle to PG singles.

Everyone immediately came to their senses, Li Feng and Han Dazhu and Wang Zhiquan immediately pulled to the left side, and Gao Yuan ran out from the left side, Wang Zhiquan stood to block Wu Yang who chased out, after Gao Yuan broke away from Wu Yang's defense, one person came to the right side, looked at Wang Xian who was making up the defense, and changed direction without mercy, broke into the inner line from the bottom line, and when he stepped into the three-second zone, he suddenly jumped up, stayed in the air for a while, and waited until Zhang Ke of the inner line jumped up and fell down, and then flicked the basketball in his hand with one hand and wiped the board into the basket.

6 to 4.

Zhai Yong happily hugged Gao Yuan and shouted, "Good ball!" ”

"Don't be happy, hurry up and go back!" Gao Yuan did not have a trace of smugness, and immediately reminded Zhai Yong that he ran towards his own half.

After watching Long Dahai, the four people in the stands couldn't help but praise.

"Good shot!" Long Dahai couldn't help but sigh.

"Gao Yuan is really a talent, with brains and quality!" Huang Fei nodded approvingly.

And Chen Dingjun on the other side of the stands also nodded slightly, thinking: "A good player." ”

The game continued, and as each team was testing each other's offensive intentions and looking for tactical flaws in the other side, the action was relatively decent, but by the end of the first quarter, there was still a conflict.

Because Wang Xian stuck the ball too much, when it was almost 24 seconds to attack the violation, he realized that there was no way, a sudden breakthrough, shook off Zhai Yong, rushed forward, and was about to throw, but was covered by Wang Zhiquan who ran out, but Wang Zhiquan rushed too fiercely, and knocked Wang Xian to the ground like a habitual one.

"Damn it! Where are you hitting! Wang Xian got up from the ground and yelled at Wang Zhiquan.

"Where did I hit you? Keep your mouth clean! Wang Zhiquan was not afraid at all, and shouted with his neck on his head.

As soon as the opposing team saw that the two were facing each other, they all rushed up.

Everyone wanted to pull people, but the students in the stands didn't think so, and immediately started to coax, and one student shouted at the top of his voice, regardless of the presence of the teacher next to him: "Kill him!" ”

"Oh''''''''''''''''''''''''''!" The audience began to drum loudly.

Someone has already started knocking on the ground with bottles of mineral water.

Wang Xuechao was in a hurry and wanted to go on the court to create a conflict in person, but he was immediately stopped by Shi Guang and realized that he couldn't step on the field as a coach. couldn't help but stand on the sidelines and shouted: "Gao Yuan, what did you do as the captain, pull Wang Zhiquan away!" ”

"Toot ''''''''''!" The referee entered the center of the conflict and gave Wang Xian and Wang Zhiquan a technical foul.

The two immediately came to their senses, stared at each other with blood-red eyes, and then switched places with each other and went to each other's baskets for free throws.

The audience let out a sigh.

Neither man made any free throws.

Then it was the ball in the twelve, but after the clash, the anger of both sides began to rise, so after a steady stream of fouls, after each side received four fouls, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first quarter.

14 to 15.

The four-of-four lead is one point.

"Whew'''''''!" The five people on the plateau gasped loudly as soon as they got off the field, and Qin Lan had already prepared water and handed it to them one by one.

"Gao Yuan, you rest, Yan Yufeng, Li Feng, you have already received two fouls, Xiang Jie, Zhai Yong stabilizes the ball, the success rate of playing, don't let the four have a chance to play a fast attack. Big pillar, you have to control the inside line, the opponent's center pulls out, you don't get too close, protect the basket at any time, your task is to grab the rebound, don't let the opponent grab the rebound in the front court to play morale! Wang Zhiquan, you have to calm down, this is an away game, not our home! Longguang, you introspect and reflect! Wang Xuechao pointed out the mistakes one by one, everyone lowered their heads and listened carefully, and the people who were called to the field began to check whether the clothes were worn well, and whether the shoelaces were tightened.

Yan Yufeng inserted his clothes into his trouser belt, shook off his hand, and moved his bones.

"Yan Yufeng, be careful, play smart, you just right, don't get hurt!" Wang Xuechao grabbed Yan Yufeng and said seriously.

"I see, coach, I'll be careful!" Yan Yufeng looked at the court and said calmly.

"Toot ''''''!" The referee blew the whistle for the start of the second quarter.

At the same time, the shouts of the students of the fourth middle school in the audience were frantically noisy after a break.

Yan Yufeng looked at the Kobe Bryant's second-generation brick sneakers he was wearing, and thought to himself: "Little guy, you have to fly again!" "I thought about stepping into the field and walking towards the field.

"Up!" Mo Feng exclaimed in surprise.

"It's finally here, good fellow!" Liu Wei squatted under the basket frame of the fourth middle school, and his hand holding the camera couldn't help but tremble a little.

"Well, look at your performance!" Long Dahai thought calmly.

"Let's see if you live up to your name." Chen Dingjun picked up the binoculars.

Yan Yufeng glanced at the fourth middle school player who also played, oh, or the original team? Looks like you can't afford to lose!

Glancing at No. 4, who was still sitting on the rest seat, Yan Yufeng showed a slight sneer: Look at how I forced you to play.

Zhai Yong patted Yan Yufeng's back and said, "Behave well, let everyone see your strength!" ”

"Oh, it will!" Yan Yufeng smiled faintly and walked towards the half of the fourth.

Here comes the ball!

Yan Yufeng received the ball, stood up, and suddenly shook his left and right shoulders, and Wang Xian couldn't help but take a step back.

Yan Yufeng's eyes showed a trace of disdain, and he shook out of the defensive area with one movement! Litter!

got up and jumped up, and shot a three-point shot in a dashing manner.

"Brush!" The ball goes into the net.

As soon as Yan Yufeng made a shot, he turned around and ran back, and he didn't look back at all, because when he shot, he felt that he had already told himself that he would go in.

So Yan Yufeng turned around and ran back slowly after throwing.

So everyone saw a strange scene, the ball was about to fall in front of the basket, and the person who shot the basket had already turned his head and walked back.

Just when everyone was surprised, the ball had already gone in.

The scoreboard tells them that it's true.

17 to 15.

"Good shot!" Wang Xuechao, who was standing on the side of the court, clenched his hand.

Gao Yuan, who was sitting in the back, shook his head and laughed: Why is it always so easy for this guy to score? I don't understand.

"Good" ball!" Long Dahai shook his head and said.

"What a beautiful pose!" Tang Chaohui also had to admire.

Mo Feng's eyes showed a hint of strangeness and surprise: His shooting posture has changed from more than half a month ago, have you made new progress? Yan Yufeng! How strong are you?

Chen Dingjun put down the telescope approvingly, and immediately picked it up again to continue watching.

With the cooperation of Cao Hui, Wu Yang finally entered the inside line, simplified the three-step layup into two steps, and threw the ball to the basket with a low hand after a time difference.

A figure flashed, the ball was gone, and Wu Yang's mouth widened!

Yan Yufeng had already seen from the side that Wu Yang had absolutely no other shooting method except for this move, and he had already touched the back the moment before Wu Yang made a move, and as soon as the ball was shot, Yan Yufeng dodged and jumped out, and after the ball just got out of Wu Yang's shot, it was already in his hand.

Zhai Yong suddenly shouted happily, because he and Yan Yufeng were standing in a straight line, Yan Yufeng's movements were completely in his eyes, when Yan Yufeng grabbed the ball, he wanted to rush forward, so when all the talents reacted, Yan Yufeng had already thrown the ball to the court.

It's so easy! Zhai Yong looked at the front and back of his eyes, and then looked at the ball falling towards him in the air again, adjusted his direction and speed slightly, caught the ball, did not stop, and went to the basket in three steps in response to the situation, and sent the ball into the basket.

19 to 15

It's a pity, if Yan Yufeng is replaced, it must be a wonderful slam dunk. Zhai Yong sighed as he walked back.

"Three points, a steal, an assist, he's been on the court for less than thirty seconds! What a strong attack! Huang Fei exclaimed.

"It's an MVP-type all-around PG again, oh my! What's wrong with this Beiyang, why did three pop up at once? Long Dahai shook his head in disbelief.

"Nice lad!" Chen Dingjun smiled, and he began to like this handsome No. 8 a little.

Wang Xuechao and Shi Guang clapped their hands, glanced at each other, and saw the joy in their eyes.

Yan Yufeng has only been on the field for a while, and he has already changed the whole situation.

From the beginning of the grappling and the score to compete with each other, to now have to score so easily.

Yan Yufeng! You're extraordinary.

Wu Yang shook his head and told himself in his heart that this No. 8 was just an accident, an unexpected score, and he would not be so lucky when he waited.

shouted to Wang Xian: "Wang Xian, change positions, I'll defend No. 8!" ”

Yan Zhengming was a little surprised, but his years of coaching career told him that now was not the time to pause, but a little uneasiness began to permeate his heart.

Accidentally! This No. 8 is not so strong!

Lie looked at No. 8 on the field, his feet swinging restlessly.

I'm going to play! Lie shouted excitedly in his heart.

This is the same person as the 15th, flash the face of the night wind, defeat you, and then defeat him! Lie's blood began to boil a little.

The fourth middle school is back.

Wu Yang caught the ball from Kong Li on the left side, grabbed the basketball with his right hand, and waved his left hand, and the players immediately pulled away.

Look how I humiliate you! Wu Yang stared at Yan Yufeng, who was standing in front of him and squatted slightly, and shouted in his heart.

Want to single me? Joke! Come on! The corners of Yan Yufeng's mouth showed a sneer of disdain.

Wu Yang dribbled the ball back and forth in front of his two feet, his body suddenly flashed to the left, Yan Yufeng really moved to the right (the direction is relative, the attacking side is left, then the defender has to move to the right) Wu Yang laughed, the ball had been dribbled to the right hand, and with a force of his right foot, he suddenly turned sideways and rushed to the right.

It's over! Wu Yang shouted in his heart.

The hand suddenly emptied, and a hand seemed to flash in front of his waist.

Broken? This was the last thought in Wu Yang's heart.

Turning around, Yan Yufeng had already rushed forward at full speed.

"Oh '''''''''''!" The students of the fourth middle school in the audience couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

How was it robbed? Huang Fei asked in surprise.

No one answered him, because everyone's eyes were now focused on Yan Yufeng, who was rushing towards the fourth basket.

Everyone who was familiar with Yan Yufeng began to get excited.

"It's going to be deducted!" Gao Yuan's eyes widened, he didn't want to see Yan Yufeng's fancy dunk clearly.

Qin Lan's hand couldn't help but clench, and he didn't even feel the pencil falling.

Wang Xuechao held his breath, almost all the players in the 12th middle school held their breath, maybe at that moment, their heartbeat seemed to stop.

Only the cells of the whole body are beating excitedly.

Liu Wei's eyes widened and he saw Yan Yufeng's gradual advance, and suddenly finally understood what he was going to do, trembled a few times before picking up the camera, praying and thinking uncontrollably in his heart: Come on the most beautiful, buckle it over!

I make you shout! Yan Yufeng stepped into the three-point line and shouted in his heart.

One more step and you've been pushed to the free-throw line.

Plateau, let you see my own created dunk!

In the last step, Yan Yufeng came within the range of his attack.

"Whew!"

Kicked hard with his left foot on the ground, feeling a heat surging from his foot, Yan Yufeng finally gave an unforgettable slam dunk to all the people present with his momentum of more than ten meters and his amazing bounce power.

The ball was thrown out of Yan Yufeng's hand at the moment when he jumped, and the ball smashed into the center of the rebound very quickly, and the ball bounced off the front of the rebound.

Yan Yufeng has jumped to the middle of the basket at this moment, caught the ball with both hands, and immediately became a left-handed grasp of the ball, and then stretched out to step down, and his right hand caught the basketball incomparably fast, at this moment Yan Yufeng's body has a downward trend, Yan Yufeng shouted again: "Drink" The waist board is so incredible that he actually stood up, and his body suddenly stopped in the air, at this time, the right hand holding the ball has already lifted the basketball high, and an extremely beautiful arc slashed down!

"Crotch!" The basket made a crisp sound.

The nets flew upwards and sent a white wave.

Yan Yufeng fell to the ground, raised his foot and kicked on the basket pillar, and then stood in front of the stands on the side of the basket, raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and yelled at the more than 1,000 people in the stands: "Roar again!" ”

There was a dead silence in the Flying Arena.

Yan Yufeng's voice was unusually loud, spreading unbridled in the air, resounding throughout the audience.

Gao Yuan covered his face with his hands and lay his head on the ground!

Qin Lan's hands covered the boss's mouth with disbelief!

Wang Xuechao actually hugged Shi Guang, and kept saying tremblingly: What did I see? What do I see? ''''''''

Liu Wei hugged the camera like a child, his mouth trembled but he couldn't say a word, and he knew in his heart: This time it was sent!

"Wow!" Chen Dingjun's telescope fell to the ground with his hand, no one paid attention to it, he shook his head, he had lived for so long, and his head was blank for the first time.

"See? That's his strength! The legendary King of the Cold Mountain! Mo Feng said word by word.

Long Dahai clearly heard Mo Feng's voice, but he couldn't move, even if it was his hand, his whole body didn't react. His lips twitched, but he didn't speak.

Huang Fei can finally speak, and the first sentence is: Playing the board and self-deducting to step down the windmill slam dunk? Does the NBA have this action?

At this second, Yan Yufeng stood on the court, standing there alone, standing proudly in the center of the deathly silent Flying Arena, where he was standing, Yan Yufeng closed his eyes, his mouth moved, and he could only hear the voice with himself: "I am the god who dominates here!" ”

Bloody War No. 4 (3)

Great Qin Bingbing

2004.6.26.

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