Campus Basketball (Part 3)

Chapter 108: The Battle of Victory in Yangcheng

"Ah Yu! Don't fight them! Sun Ming's crying voice echoed in his ears, and Yan Yufeng closed his eyes angrily and helplessly.

"Ah Yu, I'm fine, it's just that my mouth is bleeding, forget it, it's not worth it!" Sun Ming covered his mouth and screamed, blood flowing out of his fingers.

Yan Yufeng looked back, Sun Ming was sitting on the ground, crying and mourning, covering his mouth with his hands and choking there: "What should I do ''''' under this '''''?" How can I see my mother when I go back! ”

Seeing the tragic situation of his friends, Yan Yufeng's anger rushed up again, and he started to run towards the group of teenagers who had already walked outside the court.

"Ah Yu, don't fight, we lost just now, and he didn't intend to hit me, who told me that I want to defend that ball! Don't fight, don't'''. Sun Ming knew Yan Yufeng's surname, so he didn't care about covering his mouth, so he got up and ran to Yan Yufeng's side first, and grabbed his arm with one hand.

Full of anger but with nowhere to vent, Yan Yufeng could only watch the group of teenagers walk away, turned around and glanced at the court under his feet, it did not belong to him again.

"We can't beat them, forget it, let's go home, woo, my mouth really hurts!" Sun Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the group of people had finally disappeared from sight, and opened his mouth to enlighten Yan Yufeng, but it involved the wound on his lower lip, and he immediately called out again.

Yan Yufeng turned around slowly, wiped the blood on Sun Ming's chin with one hand, and said sadly: "I'm sorry, it's me who is useless, and I didn't even prevent it, so I have to make up for it, alas, it's ''''''." ”

"It's nothing, let's practice harder, one day, we will beat all the invincible opponents in the world!" Sun Ming saw that his good friend was blaming himself, and he couldn't help but comfort him.

Seeing that Sun Ming was still barely cracking his mouth and laughing miserably, the fire in Yan Yufeng's heart burned fiercely: "Ah Ming, I swear, if anyone dares to hurt you on the court in the future, I will definitely take revenge!" Certain! ”

"Hehe, I remember, but you can't even beat me now, how can you avenge me!" Sun Ming looked at Yan Yufeng's serious expression, and was quite moved in his heart, but he still didn't change his poor mouth, and said again.

"Humph! Let's go heads-up and tie five or five, who said we can't beat you! Yan Yufeng was annoyed again, raised his little flat eyebrows, and said unwillingly.

"It's obvious that I'm better than you, and I won't admit it here'''''." Sun Ming wanted to laugh at Yan Yufeng, but he forgot that he couldn't crack his mouth at all now.

"Let's go, I'll take you to wash, or it will be inflamed!" Sun Ming, who was only slightly shorter than himself, walked out.

"Alas, it's so miserable, I don't know what to say when I go home, do you say that I hit a telephone pole again?" Sun Ming said distressedly.

"Don't say it, it's all my fault, and in the future, I will definitely avenge you!" Yan Yufeng swore an oath.

Sun Ming didn't listen carefully to Yan Yufeng's words just now, if he used his heart to experience it, he would definitely be able to feel the affirmation in Yan Yufeng's tone, that kind of firmness would never be short-lived, but an eternal commitment.

Now, Yan Yufeng once again affirmed in his heart, he looked at Che Jin who was slowly bringing the ball, and his eyes burned with a raging killing intent.

There is no friend who can hurt me, and if you do, I will let you know what regret is!

Che Jin slowly dribbled past half the court, looked at Yan Yufeng, who was looking at him with a cold smile on his face, and greeted him.

If you should come, you always have to come, Yan Yufeng, I won't be afraid of you!

Stepping down the crossed dribble, shaking his shoulders on one side, Che Jin pulled to a 45-degree angle on the left side, and put on a posture to one-on-one with Yan Yufeng!

Yan Yufeng, who leaned down, looked at Che Jin, who was constantly dribbling in front of him, and suddenly stood up straight, hooked his right hand, and looked disdainful.

A fire burned in Che Jin's heart, the ball came down from the straddle to the left hand, Che Jin suddenly started, stepped out with his right foot diagonally, and cut to the bottom line.

Because he didn't make a sliding posture, Che Jin's sudden start, Yan Yufeng didn't achieve the effect of frontal blocking at all, but this was exactly what Yan Yufeng wanted, and quickly turned sideways, Yan Yufeng was only half a body behind Che Jin.

Che Jin accelerated again, and he relied on the power of his left foot to push the ground, not only to get more forward speed, but also to let himself press on the body of Yan Yufeng, who was following the defense, at an angle of 30 degrees, forcing the opponent to slow down.

Whether it is from the choice of the direction of the breakthrough or in the rational use of physical advantages, Che Jin's breakthrough has almost reached his best state, taking a big step forward with his right foot, feeling that the opponent can't keep up with the footsteps, Che Jin roared angrily and jumped up on one foot.

No one can stop me!

Che Jin roared in his heart, he believed in himself, just as he believed that the sun would eventually rise, this time, he would humiliate Beiyang again!

Looking at the basket just above his head, Che Jin raised the basketball with one hand, and there was a feeling of wind blowing in his ears, this feeling is wonderful, and it is what Che Jin always likes to pursue, but will you succeed?

"Get me down!" A loud shout suddenly shook in Che Jin's ears like a thunderbolt, and his hands were suddenly empty, and Che Jin tried to get back what belonged to him, but he could only grab the basket and fall empty-handed.

The audience burst into exclamations and cheers, and even the referee Zhang Xiu, who was standing next to him, wanted to shout out a beautiful word to applaud the scene just now!

All the people in the audience saw the wonderful scene just now, Che Jin took the ball from the bottom line to the basket, the opponent's No. 8 followed closely behind, when the little bully Che Jin jumped, No. 8 also jumped up, surprisingly, No. 8 did not rush to Che Jin, but jumped to the basket with all his strength, without the ball, he jumped so much at this time, even in the stands, from a top-down angle, every spectator has a feeling of vacating.

No. 8 spread his hands out, and when his idol Cha Jin raised the basketball in his hand, he reached out.

Beautiful block, raw from the side, a slap on the ball on the rebound, the spectators in the stands behind the basket can even see the FRP rebound shaking there.

This is a stunning beauty, full of fierce spirit, when I saw No. 8 holding the ball without stopping, reflexively rushed to the front, the audience broke out again.

"I bet this guy must have skipped the rebound just now, what a pervert!" An audience member was still reminiscing, but suddenly heard another full-court competition, raised his eyes and hurriedly looked, only to see No. 8, who was still under the basket just now, and now it was unbelievably hanging on the basket of the home team.

"What just happened?" The man was shouting, no one answered, all shouting.

Yan Yufeng fell to the ground, not facing the audience, but turned around, looked at Che Jin who was walking back with an expressionless face, and opened his mouth to roar.

Che Jin looked at him coldly, his face was all red, a terrifying blood-colored aura, and he roared at himself, as if he was like a lion, the king of beasts, with a hideous face.

"If you have the ability, you can cover me!" Yan Yufeng walked by Che Jin's side, and still said this.

Che Jin's pupils shrank, and he spit out a sentence from his teeth: "I will!" ”

The opportunity came quickly, and when Yan Yufeng stood in the center of the three-point line to catch the ball, Che Jin knew that the challenge was coming again.

Yan Yufeng grabbed the ball with one hand, raised his other hand, and gestured left and right, all the Beiyang players scattered, and even the big pillar on the inside line wanted to go outside.

Teammates don't know what to do, instinctively keep up with the opponent they want to defend, and in an instant, Che Jin, who was standing at the free throw line, suddenly felt that the whole world was left with him and him!

Give me a chance? Wow, come on!

Cha Jin took a step forward and looked directly at his opponent in front of him.

Yan Yufeng's expression was still indifferent, he glanced at Che Jin, who was eager to try, and once again hooked his index finger with his right hand to Che Jin.

Again defiant provocation!

Che Jin was not impulsive, and slowly moved forward with broken steps, and soon came to what he thought was the best defensive area.

Yan Yufeng, who was holding the ball in his left hand, suddenly raised his hand, a rather chic shooting feint, and the center of gravity of Che Jin, who was engrossed, was deceived and lifted up, so Yan Yufeng moved.

No one can see Yan Yufeng's first step clearly, he is so fast, so fast that you think that he is running forward with the ball, but no spectator will instinctively think like this in his mind, because the coherent movement of this No. 8 is so elegant.

Zhang Xiu also thought so, his eyes were staring at this pair of guys, he knew very well in his heart that at this time, his attention would undoubtedly be all on the duel between these two!

Che Jin moved, his reaction was also lightning fast, sideways, sideways, sideways, sliding, probing, stuck, all the movements in one go, when he touched Yan Yufeng's jersey, he understood that the opportunity came.

Yan Yufeng's breakthrough has always been the most eye-catching focus on the Beiyang training ground, the length of his first step is so large that you can't imagine, and the second step can be accelerated at such a rapid speed, from a time to a second acceleration, the destruction achieved by the synthesis of the two speeds can already be said to have the momentum of destroying the city.

The jersey that Che Jin had just touched was gone, although he had done it many times, but Che Jin still had a feeling of timidity and weakness, and his brain quickly made a second reaction, abandoning the defensive line just now, and Che Jinxiu turned around and strode straight to the basket.

I know what you're going to do!

Che Jin thought angrily.

When Yan Yufeng's feet stepped on the white line, which was standard as an inner line, he understood that the time had come!

Bounced up, Yan Yufeng raised the basketball in his hand with both hands, and jumped away with the rebound at a basket at a just 45-degree angle.

Che Jin jumped up and reached forward with both hands, he wanted Yan Yufeng to understand what it means to retaliate with a tooth for a tooth!

is strikingly similar, the scene at this time is exactly the same as Yan Yufeng's sealing of Che Jin just now, except that one is one-handed and the other is two-handed.

Hua Jun couldn't help but take a step forward, his eyes were looking at the current scene, he knew Che Jin's air power, and he also knew the strength of this No. 8, but he still hoped that Che Jin's revenge battle!

The hand had been sealed on the ball, Che Jin roared, pressed it hard, and the ball suddenly disappeared, out of thin air, and disappeared in Che Jin's sight like a ghost.

Zhang Xiu couldn't hold back any longer, and let out a soft sound, and now, only he completely saw the brilliant blow of No. 8.

With both hands, he swirled the ball from the top of his head to his waist, and then once in front of his chest, completely avoiding the blocked opponent, and when he saw the ball again, it was already on the other side of the basket.

An unparalleled small slalom hook in the air made the heart of Zhang Xiu, who had been a referee for 20 years, stop beating brilliantly.

Che Jin's hands slapped the rebound, but the ball had already fallen into the basket and fell towards the white net.

Cha Jin's heart is also falling.

He understands that he has lost again!

Turning to look, the fluttering No. 8 number showed off its strength in his eyes, and Che Jin looked up at the ceiling with some dizziness.

See you next time!

Yan Yufeng turned around and looked at Che Jin.

His face is still the same, haven't you been knocked down yet? Okay, let's keep playing!

Yan Yufeng chuckled in his heart.

The third section is shocking, there is no tactics to talk about, but it makes everyone present unable to control their throats.

The two teenagers are fighting against each other for their grievances and dignity, as if the heavens are beginning to be attracted here, and the roaring cheers and silent breathing are blending in horror.

The crowd shouted for each wonderful goal, but in the first few seconds of each duel, they willingly closed their mouths.

Everyone looked at it like a demon, even Hua Jun and Shang Lin, these two coaches were standing there, wordlessly watching the gladiator-like game.

It's a little crazy, it's making others sound surprised, it's not allowed in modern basketball, it's even desecrating the sport, but it did happen, it happened in the third quarter of the decisive battle between Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School and Beiyang No. 12 Middle School.

Splendid section!

There was no one to help, no one to make trouble, the pass to pass the ball, the walk to the away, the eight people on the field were just uncontrollable but naturally fulfilled their obligations.

Watching each other's souls fight, is there anything in this world that is more bearable to destroy?

The answer is no.

So, Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School and Beiyang No. 12 Middle School handed over their victories to the most dazzling people in their hearts!

Che Jin!

Yan Yufeng!

Che Jin took the ball, he gasped, looked at Yan Yufeng, who was also panting, and also stretched out his fingers!

Yan Yufeng pasted it over, touched Che Jin's hand with one hand, and waved it in front of him with the other, at this time, no one had the strength to choose a breakthrough to settle a showdown, and now, relying on perseverance and feel.

Che Jin sat on a shooting feint, Yan Yufeng was not fooled, he still bowed there, and made another one, Yan Yufeng's hand was slightly raised up, Che Jin suddenly jumped up, and quickly shot outside the three-point line.

Yan Yufeng reacted suddenly, his arched body straightened up like a spring, and he poked his toes upward.

The palms of the two clapped together, and Yan Yufeng turned his head and looked at the basket.

"Brush!"

I actually entered!

Cha Jin laughed and stepped back to the cheers of the audience, this time, it was he who won!

What about next time?

Yan Yufeng walked to the inside line without the ball, slowly pulled away from the stance, turned around, leaned on Che Jin behind him, the ball came as scheduled, and Yan Yufeng began his most helpless back slash.

"If you have the ability, you will face each other!" Che Jin asked angrily.

What answered him was Yan Yufeng's impact that was more violent every time.

Shaking his body and moving his waist, Yan Yufeng is still the same as before, deceiving the Che Jin behind him lightly and with strength, this time, which direction are you going to turn?

Che Jin asked himself quickly, but his hand did not stop, one hand was stuck on his waist, his body was slightly sideways, and the other hand was held high, waiting for the next moment to come.

Yan Yufeng turned around, still turned the direction of the bottom line, his footsteps were moving back, his body was turning and correcting his shooting posture, everything was impeccable, but Che Jin still guessed the direction, took a step forward, pinched his waist without looking at one hand, raised his hand high like a torch, and opened his palm to the top.

"Die!" Cha Jin had already seen the ball in front of his fingers, and he could even feel the peculiar smell of orange basketball.

The ball is familiar but impossible to retreat, Yan Yufeng finally jumped up, he was jumping backwards, and his body was naturally leaning back.

"Whew!" Che Jin roared with all his strength and jumped forward with all his might.

"Remember, it's not just the body that has to go down, it's the hand, you have to retract the ball, but you have to still have full control of the basketball in your hand, because you still have to move the ball forward!

Let's shoot! Believe in yourself, no one can stop you! ”

This is what Songzi told Yan Yufeng at dusk that day a long time ago, every time Yan Yufeng leaned back, this sentence would flash in his heart, looking at the hands that were getting clearer and clearer, and even the palm prints were clearly visible, Yan Yufeng showed a disdainful smile.

Bent his elbows back, and then in the next moment, he pushed it out again, and he could still feel the fingers of his hand and the basketball, Yan Yufeng could no longer control his body, and sat upside down to the floor.

The ball flew through the air from Che Jin's fingertips, and Che Jin's heart was empty, and he twisted back as much as he could along the basketball.

The brilliant crisp sound, the fluctuating white net waves, bit by bit, shattered the proud heart of Che Jin.

Yan Yufeng sat on the ground, looked up at the basketball into the basket, showed a smile on his face, stood up under the help of his teammates, and never looked at Che Jin again.

I'm going to beat you!

Hua Jun sighed, no one looked at the score, and no one cared about what it was now, but he looked at the ever-changing score again and again.

71 to 50!

The 20-point mark was broken just now, and the third quarter is about to end, that is, the game is also over!

Stupid third quarter, ridiculous third quarter, as a coach, I didn't stop it, it's ridiculous!

If I hadn't let them play alone, if it had been the whole team, would I have a chance of winning?

Hua Jun is asking himself, there is no answer to this question, even if there is, it is negative, this game is a nightmare, a complete nightmare, Beiyang is crazy, Guangzhou is also crazy, and all his ambitions and ambitions to cultivate this group of children are shattered.

For the first time, Hua Jun truly understood what it meant to cry without tears.

I don't know where the Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, which is singing with swords and swords, and is full of guts, is now, I don't see it in their eyes, and they don't appear on their bodies!

Today, they are gone.

That's it, that's it!

Hua Jun shook his head to himself, took a few steps back, and made his butt on the chair.

"You, you, and you, all go and prepare, replace Ah Jin and them!" Hua Jun pointed to a few players who rarely played, and ordered weakly.

As if stunned, these people were still standing there, and Hua Jun suddenly became angry: "Don't you have long ears?" Get on the field! ”

Seeing these immature high school freshmen running towards the technical statistics desk in a panic, Hua Jun closed his eyes miserably.

I never thought that our Chinese army would disarm and surrender in the third quarter, I really didn't expect it!

Now, Hua Jun has nothing else to do except laugh at himself, suddenly, he feels very tired, he really wants to sit here, sleep, hopefully, when he wakes up, this is just a dream of Nanke!

The engine of the tank in Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School finally stopped turning.

The victory, just like this, was unexpectedly and unexpectedly taken back by Beiyang again.

The third battle will be played again in Nanjing, the home of Beiyang, and I am afraid that the outcome of that battle has already been decided!

Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, in the wind and rain, spent the most difficult night!

They will be greeted by a new page!

The giant of the southern district - Shanghai Nanyang Model Middle School.

There is also the head of the Southern District.

Smiling Hand - Shan Yu!

Tune in to Chapter 109 of the Smiling Hand

Victorious battles

(To be continued)