Chapter 292: The Wolves of King Glory Awaken
During the intermission, more than half of the spectators were missing from the stands, and they all went to relieve their hands or wander around, moving their hands and feet. In the live broadcast room, the three commentators also chatted without a word.
But it seems that the spirit is not very sufficient, in fact, with their vision, they are now slightly regretting it.
In the first half, the two teams played really well, compared to the high school level, they were already top-notch, but the sense of expectation before the game was not met at this time.
I thought that No. 8 would show the demeanor of the No. 1 high school student in the finals, but I didn't expect that halfway through the first quarter, I actually changed it, and then in the next half, I never played again.
I have to say that this makes many people wonder, and even the live broadcast room takes advantage of the gap from time to time to talk about this problem.
But speaking of which, I can't guess the real reason, so I can only hope that in the second half, No. 8 can play and add more excitement to this high school finals.
In the stands, a group of people of different ages, tall and short, walked in and attracted many eyes. And the reason for the attraction is the strange shape of this group of people.
Some carried gongs and drums, and some carried big trumpets, and all of them were in the same color, with a black scarf wrapped around their heads. In the middle of the forehead, there are two huge white characters written - Beiyang.
Obviously, this is a group of fans from Beiyang, looking at their fully armed refueling equipment, they feel very professional and belong to die-hard fans.
And now this group of die-hard fans is complaining to each other.
A small young man at the head interrupted everyone's complaints and said, "It's already okay to catch up with the second half, don't talk about it, hurry up and occupy the favorable terrain." ”
"It's my problem, Brother Song, I knew that Beijing was so congested, so we would have done the subway directly, what kind of car to rent." A young man with an apologetic face.
"Don't think about it now, go, we have wasted the first half, the second half, we have to work harder, let us Beiyang, feel the support from our hometown!" The young man known as Brother Song raised his hand as he spoke.
"Do you have faith?" He asked.
"Yes!" This group of young people shouted together, causing the surrounding crowd to look sideways.
But for them, this is nothing, as a temporary idea, they were summoned by Huyun's eldest brother Songzi, and when they heard that they organized a group to go to Beijing to cheer for Beiyang No. 12 Middle School and shout for little Kobe, they suddenly became excited.
At first, Songzi just wanted a few more people to watch the game, but he didn't expect that in less than half a day, more than a dozen people signed up and were willing to go together.
So Songzi changed his plan from watching the ball to cheering the group.
From buying tickets to buying equipment, it only took one night, and early the next morning, this group of only thirteen people from Beiyang cheering group got on the train and rushed to Beijing.
Next, here's what everyone sees.
Matsuko took people to the second row of stands in the North Stand area, and below was Beiyang's bench.
Standing in front of the railing in front of the stands, thirteen people, lined up, Songzi looked at everyone sideways, and said: "At the beginning of the game, everyone should not stop, you know?" ”
"I know, I definitely don't regret losing our Beiyang's face, Brother Song!" The fat young man with the big drum on his back, assured.
"It's coming, it's coming!" The tall young man carrying the small gong suddenly became excited.
It turned out that it was almost time to start, and the two teams came out one after the other and began to warm up.
"See little Kobe Bryant?" One person asked urgently.
"I don't think so, I didn't change the number."
"Wait, the main force usually doesn't come up so quickly!" Brother Song said.
Just when the Beiyang diehard group was anxious that they hadn't seen Yan Yufeng yet, Xu Sheng had already come to the court.
"Yangzi, mouse, come here!" He shouted.
"I'm going to play point guard, mouse, you focus on running, it's up to you on the outside!"
"Captain, no problem, I still like to score, haha!" Luo Hao smiled.
"Yang Zi, in the second half, you pay attention to the air cut, if there is a ball, go to break through, if there are too many people, divide the ball to the mouse, the specific situation, you can grasp it yourself!" Xu Sheng said to Yang Yu again.
"Well, Captain, are we still blocking and dismantling?" Yang Yu asked.
"Block, continue to block, you will go down after blocking, now I control the ball, I don't need too complicated cover, you have to have confidence in me, people get to the ball!" Absolute! Xu Sheng assured his brother.
After the arrangement, Xu Sheng came to He Lin's side again.
"I don't know if the old man wants to release you to attack, but you have to be ready!"
He Lin nodded and said, "Don't worry, I know you control the ball, pay attention to my running, as long as the ball arrives, I will definitely be able to throw!" ”
The two hugged each other and cheered each other on: "Victory!" ”
Finally, he came to Wang Tao, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
"The coach asked you to play point guard, and all you can say is that the opponent caught his attention!" Wang Tao, who has always been silent, spoke.
Xu Sheng waved his hand and said, "The opponent can hold on to us before he has exerted his strength, which is indeed powerful." ”
"It seems that in the second half, we have to give it our all!" Wang Tao said.
Xu Sheng nodded, he punched Wang Tao in the chest, and said: "You have always been the sixth person in our team, everyone says that you are my shadow, but I have never seen it like this." ”
Wang Tao was not embarrassed, and said calmly: "Before you came, I was indeed the core. I'm not interested in the location though. ”
"In the second half, let's work together!" Xu Sheng looked at Wang Tao sincerely.
To say that in the team, in addition to Shen Xiaosi, there are only Wang Tao and a few senior high school veterans left.
They represent the glory of the last session of Tsinghua High School, as the main force in the past, and now they have given way one after another, on the surface it is the law of nature, but the people's hearts are always the people's hearts.
There must be a gap in anyone's heart.
"Don't worry, champion, I want to get it too!" After Wang Tao finished speaking, he turned around.
Looking at his back, Xu Sheng took a deep breath, he did everything he had to do, Shen Xiaosi also came back, and the old battlefield made peace.
Now, let time tell.
Clenching his fists, he had a hunch that the second half, compared to the calm first half, must be very different.
Come on! Who's afraid of whom!
Xu Sheng roared in his heart.
Yan Yufeng had already walked out, hugged everyone, and after saying the words of apology, he seemed to feel something, and looked back.
The two looked at each other, and Xu Sheng suddenly showed a smile.
Yan Yufeng smiled, the smile was friendly, but he didn't feel this smile at all.
"Oh, we'll see you later!"
He thought to himself.
The referee was already on the pitch, which caused a commotion in the stands.
Shang Lin also walked out, he glanced at it, on the other side, Zhang Min, who came out with Shen Xiaosi, he nodded from afar, and the old man glanced at him, and nodded with a smile.
"I see how you deal with it in the second half!" The old man thought to himself.
"Those who come are not good, and those who are good are not coming!" Shang Lin silently recited this sentence in his heart, and then returned to Beiyang's bench.
An Ran sat down, what he has to do now is to see if the cooperation of the whole team can rise in the third quarter, and he is also looking forward to whether Yan Yufeng, who has made changes, can achieve the kind of combat power he expected.
The third quarter is destined to be the most watershed section in the rules of basketball games.
With the referee's whistle, Tsinghua High School sent out a baseline ball.
According to the rules, it has always been the winner of the scrum who has the right to serve in the last quarter, and the second and third quarters, the side that loses the jump ball.
When he saw Xu Sheng take the initiative to dribble and dribble to the front court, Shang Lin's eyelids jumped.
Is this a coincidence, or a tactical adjustment?
Shang Lin decided to take another look.
Immediately, he stood up.
Because he saw that Tsinghua High School had begun to use the tactics of double blocking and dismantling on the upper line and pressing the high position, and the five people began to cut everywhere and pull Beiyang's defensive space.
Sure enough, it changed! Shang Lin muttered, he wanted to see how his team could deal with it.
To tell the truth, the change of formation in Tsinghua High School did not make the players in Beiyang uncomfortable, but there was a feeling of untying, there was no need for everyone to nest together, and the space for running became larger.
But this feeling, after a few seconds, immediately froze.
Xu Sheng stood outside the three-point arc, and when he saw Yang Yu running outside the three-point line on the left wing, he shook his hand and passed the ball.
His pass was fast and flat, and Ye Changfeng had already tried his best to chase after him, and he had already seen Yang Yu raise the ball and was about to throw.
The body jumped, and the night wind swooped up.
But Yang Yu was just a shooting feint, he collected the ball and swept over from the side of Ye Changfeng, facing Mo Feng who was making up for the defense, a wheel arm European step, and once again passed Mo Feng, and then jumped up in the last step, licked the basket with the ball, and scored two points.
Mo Feng was very depressed, such a short distance, he had already done his best, he wanted to foul, but this guy was too fast, and he threw himself away with one wheel arm.
At 31:42, Tsinghua High School finally stretched the score difference to double digits.
And Xu Sheng, who led all this and did not count it as an assist, did not have any expression, and quickly retreated, but the old man on the sidelines nodded.
Let Xu Sheng organize, so that this can give full play to the fighting power of Tsinghua University.
When the basketball fell, Beiyang almost took half a second to quickly serve out, Shangzhi high-speed recommendation, on both sides of his side, Ye Changfeng, Yan Yufeng, and the double blades rushed towards the half of Tsinghua High School like an arrow.
In front of them, Tsinghua High School ran back frantically, wanting to return to its own defensive zone.
No politeness, no pause, in the running, Shangzhi passed the ball horizontally to the night long wind, and the ball flew to the front of the night long wind, this advance amount, extremely comfortable, fully reflects Ouyang Shangzhi's accurate actuarial degree of speed and distance.
Ye Changfeng didn't stop at all, he reached out and caught the flying ball with one hand, then threw the ball forward, then followed the speed, and the other hand caught it again, in front of him was Yang Yu, who was still reversing on half of the side.
New hatred and old hatred burst out together, and the night wind leaned over violently, like a sprint, rushing towards Yang Yu with the ball.
Yang Yu couldn't stop it head-on, and he couldn't even keep up, allowing the night wind to rush past him.
The first to settle was Xu Sheng, but he had been attracted by Yan Yufeng on the other side, when he saw Ye Changfeng break through Yang Yu's defense, he roared, in the roar, Luo Hao came to his senses, gave up Ouyang Shangzhi in the middle, and rushed to the left wing straight to the Ye Changfeng under the basket, running.
Luo Hao's speed is very fast, but Ye Changfeng has already raised his speed to the extreme, Luo Hao just touched the corner of his clothes, and he still broke through.
Xu Sheng finally made up his mind, he couldn't watch Ye Changfeng score a layup like this, he rushed out of the restricted area and bravely went to meet the coming Ye Changfeng.
The whole arena fell silent, it was a forced and fast attack, and everyone on the pitch was not on their feet because they were all running, no matter where they were.
Everyone thought it would be a private duel between the 15th and the 10th, but only one person knew.
Ye Changfeng's eyes lit up, and he looked at Xu Sheng who was rushing.
Actually, it's a two-on-one one!
Without looking in any direction, Ye Changfeng threw the ball to the other side, and then tried his last bit of strength to change the direction of his running, stumbling past Xu Sheng's side.
Unable to control his night wind, he hit the billboard on the bottom line, but when his cheeks rubbed against the floor, his eyes were still desperately looking at the sky.
The dazzling lights like torches made his eyes incandescent, but the night was long wind, and his eyes were still wide.
In the next moment, a huge shadow blocked all the light for him, and the light shone on the black shadow, behind him, an endless halo of light.
What an eagle!
The thought crossed Nightwind's mind.
Let's go back to the last second, when Ye Changfeng tried his best to connect the two of them, and finally attracted Xu Sheng on the inside, Yan Yufeng, who was also running at high speed, suddenly felt like someone was a little bit and understood something.
He changed the direction of his running, adjusted his body balance, slowed down, and his pace became slower, but all this accumulated more powerful momentum for him.
When he saw Ye Changfeng stumbling and throwing the basketball to his side, Yan Yufeng looked up at the trajectory of the basketball's flight, then took a big step forward, stepped on the floor with his left foot, and the whole person rose up.
He flew so high, and so fast, that the next moment, he was already looking at the orange basket not far away.
Lightly stretching the ape arm, Yan Yufeng caught this crooked basketball with his left hand with a one-handed volley, then closed his left hand in front of his chest, and bent his right hand elbow to catch the basketball with his left hand.
Looking at the basket in front of him, Yan Yufeng's mind flashed through a thought.
No way! Not enough, still too far!
So, the next moment, the whole arena saw the shot that made them stand up collectively, and the fast responder had already opened his mouth wide and began to raise his arms.
Even the head coach on the bench of Tsinghua High School, Old Man Zhang Min, also stared at him.
I saw Yan Yufeng grab the basketball with his right hand, and then his waist and abdomen straightened, and the unparalleled core strength surged out of endless power at this moment.
Yan Yufeng, who seemed to have been reborn, grabbed the basketball with his right hand, and raised the straight wheel high towards the basket.
Not enough!
Yan Yufeng tried his best to lift his body sideways and lean forward.
Although he had begun to form an angle with the ground, smaller and smaller, almost parallel.
Countless cameras flickered wildly, the sound of the shutter rang out in one piece, and finally almost resonated into one sound.
Click!
Just like the howl of pain that burst out of the basket at this moment, it was pulled down by Yan Yufeng's right hand, and the huge force made it deform and let it scream.
The huge inertia made him have to let go of his right hand, and Yan Yufeng, who was completely sideways in the air, fell down heavily, just like him lying in the air.
A figure appeared below him, and Mo Feng hugged Yan Yufeng a moment before he fell to the ground.
Even if he hugged it, Mo Feng was also affected by this huge force, his legs were weak, and he suddenly knelt down, and the two of them tumbled forward.
After rolling three times, the two finally stopped in front of the billboard.
Lying flat on the floor, looking at Mo Feng lying on the ground in his ears, Yan Yufeng suddenly laughed.
Mo Feng, who was originally frightened, saw Yan Yufeng who was smiling, and his heart suddenly settled down.
A pair of hands stretched out, and the two of them looked at it, it was the grinning Night Changfeng who stretched out his hand, and the latter pulled the two up from the floor.
The stadium was already crazy, and the applause and cheers rang out again and again in the stadium like a tide.
There are 6,000 people in the stadium, how many people have seen such an amazing goal for the first time in their lives?
I think it's all!
A split dunk that changes hands in the air to catch the ball.
It's not an air relay anymore, it's more like art.
When they saw No. 8 walking flat in the air, changing hands and dunking the basketball into the basket, everyone thought they were crazy.
The scalp was numb, and a feeling of blowing up the skull, like an electric shock, hit the whole body.
They couldn't even make a sound, until they were awakened by thunderous cheers after half a ring, and then clapped their hands with all their might, joining the prosperity of this shout.
Shougang Arena, for the first time, fell into collective madness.
"Only you can score like this!" Shang Lin, who was calm first, thought to himself. He may be the only one who didn't applaud, but on his inside, he was already excited.
Yes, only a goal with such a combination is what he expects.
Liang Tian and Ma Rong, like other reporters, almost went crazy, the two of them didn't know how many times they pressed the shutter just now, and this feeling filled their bodies with the urge to flatten the camera alive.
Even the referees were in a state of unspeakable shock.
Perhaps, in their blowing career, it is also the first time to see such a shocking goal, at this moment, they look at Yan Yufeng's eyes, which can only be described as shocking.
Putting away his trembling heart, Xu Sheng shouted to the other stunned teammates: "Serve!" ”
In his roar, Tsinghua High School quickly recovered his emotions and returned to a state of imminent battle.
"Let them see how good we are!" Xu Sheng encouraged his teammates, then took the ball alone and rushed forward.
The long wind of the night rushed towards him, but was stopped by Yan Yufeng.
"I'm coming!"
Catching up with Xu Sheng, Yan Yufeng's eyes were like sharp blades, and his face was like ice.
Xu Sheng's face was hideous, Yan Yufeng's goal just now was like throwing a bowl of water into the oil pot that was originally starting to heat up, and the oil pot suddenly exploded.
The fighting spirit is burning, Xu Sheng will not let a person who humiliates them feel better, he must pay it back with blood.
Holding the ball and running towards Yan Yufeng, Xu Sheng suddenly raised his right hand and raised two fingers.
As if he had received an order, He Lin suddenly rushed out from the inside line and rushed towards Yan Yufeng.
Before getting the shout of his teammates, Yan Yufeng realized that he was stuck by the opponent's big forward.
Xu Sheng swept past the two, he saw Mo Feng who had come over to make up for the defense, his body suddenly froze, he straightened his chest, and the left hand that had just caught the basketball violently made a side shot, and dribbled the ball back to the right side again.
And after this meal, Xu Sheng suddenly leaned down and rushed past Mo Feng, who was being eaten.
Stepping over the free throw line, Xu Sheng rushed forward with the ball in his arms.
As the flank of the night wind, rushing at high speed, but Xu Sheng had already killed his red eyes, took a leap forward, and rose to the sky.
Ye Changfeng didn't hesitate at all, and with Xu Sheng's jump, he instinctively jumped up almost at the same moment.
His right hand slapped the top of Xu Sheng's head, and when he touched the basketball, Ye Changfeng was overjoyed.
"Guarded!"
But in the next second, it became shocking.
Xu Sheng, who was holding the basketball with both hands, used overwhelming force to knock away the hand that was pressed from the side, and then, with the arm of the night wind, flew towards the basket together.
Because of the momentum, the night wind fell more quickly, and in the process of falling, he saw Xu Sheng's side very clearly.
Incomparably hideous face.
"Bang dang!" The basket on the side of Beiyang exploded.
The audience, who had not yet recovered their emotions, once again let out an earth-shattering exclamation.
They saw the white No. 10 smash into Beiyang's half in the middle and end the battle with an incomparably ferocious slam dunk.
fell, Xu Sheng heard the referee's two-plus-one penalty whistle, and he stood with his head held high in the penalty area of Beiyang and looked outside.
Seeing the blood-red Yan Yufeng, Xu Sheng looked at him without fear.
Thank you!
Thank you for forcing me to be the strongest!
A me who no longer has scruples!
With Xu Sheng's dunk, Shougang Arena fell into an inextinguishable excitement, and two goals, so explosive, happened one after another in more than ten seconds.
Anyone who feels like they can't sit still.
The crowd was crowded, and the shouts shook the sky.
Almost at the same moment, Shang Lin and Zhang Min couldn't help but look at each other.
You don't have to speak, you don't even have to look at your eyes.
They know that the big war has finally come to a tipping point.
"Humph!"
Come on!
Yan Yufeng sent the ball out, threw it at Shangzhi, and then rushed forward.
Tsinghua High School is ready to fight.
The shouts are not stopping, and everyone is looking forward to how Beiyang will fight back.
Mo Feng mentioned the high position, the night long wind ran from the bottom line, pulling Yang Yu away, Shangzhi continued to dribble on the right wing, shaking Luo Hao to stand unsteadily, he had already scored a goal, but was forced back to the three-point line by the players of Tsinghua High School who were supplementing the defense.
"Ball!"
A roar resounded across the court.
Yan Yufeng had already come to the ribs of the left wing, and behind him was the strongest man in Tsinghua High School-He Lin.
A high-pitched one, Shangzhi passed the ball over.
Yan Yufeng jumped forward, caught the ball in mid-air, and caught the ball with both hands.
landed, and then on the side of his body, a side shot, before He Lin was completely attached to his side, Yan Yufeng won the right to move again with the help of the basketball that bounced.
With his right hand, he bent the basketball between his arm and his ribs, and with his body inward, he jumped directly over He Lin with a leap.
No one reacted, from receiving the ball to dribbling sideways and jumping sideways, Yan Yufeng completed all the steps as fast as lightning, he didn't even touch a corner of He Lin, when his feet just touched the ground, it was like stepping on a spring, and he suddenly jumped into the air.
Holding the basketball in his wrist high with his right hand, he even glanced at where the basket was, and then smashed it forward with all his might.
"Phew!"
Let go, drop, the basket just made a crisp clang, not even shaking.
Yan Yufeng stood under the basket of Tsinghua High School with his bow bowed, and at that moment, he seemed to be still like a sculpture, and then, he turned around and walked away, without even looking at anyone.
Only the basketball, which is still jumping high, is telling everyone how fast and how huge the power of the one-handed split just now.
Everything is too fast, so fast that many people can't be sure, just now No. 8, is it really a dunk?
When the big screen played back the picture just now, everyone understood how terrifying this split buckle was.
In the live broadcast room, there was no sound, and the three of them looked at the big screen as if they had seen a ghost.
Three dunks, appearing in a row, one is more terrifying than the other, very distinctive, shocking.
The previous contempt and disappointment were not there in an instant.
Endless doubts arise spontaneously.
Is this still a high school game?
And in the stadium, Yan Yufeng's goal infinitely met the expectations of the 6,000 people in the stadium, and they were shouting loudly, as if they could release the emotions that were about to explode in their hearts.
A smell of world war came over my face.
Xu Sheng rushed left and right, but this time, although the three of them covered for him, he still couldn't rush into Beiyang's forbidden area, he was disappointed, he wanted to dunk back another one, but he couldn't do it anymore.
With incomparable extravagant hope, he passed the ball to Luo Hao on the outside, and the latter's three points did not hit, the basketball bounced high, and was finally snatched by Mo Feng.
"Throw!" The night wind has already begun to run, and at this moment, he has already been ignited by Yan Yufeng's killing intent, and he wants to fly with him and burn together.
Mo Feng did not hesitate, tried his best, and threw the basketball high forward, and then he stepped away, gritted his teeth, and rushed forward.
Everyone is rushing forward, Beiyang, Tsinghua High School, in the eyes of ten people, there is only basketball flying in the sky.
Shangzhi is the fastest one, he ran at the front, when he saw that the basketball had flown into the three-point line, before it began to fall, he knew that this fast break could not be played.
However, the fighting spirit in my heart, which I was about to catch, made him chase forward even harder.
The three-point line, the free throw line, the restricted area, and the basketball finally fell, and in front of it, it was Ouyang Shangzhi who was flushed and purple. And the distance of less than two meters in front of him is actually the bottom line.
Unable to control his balance, Kamichi reached out to catch the basketball, then leaped into the air, grazing the bottom edge of the rebound with the top of his head and coming behind it.
Turning in the air, he saw the long wind of the night rushing towards him.
"You have to get in!"
With that shout in his heart, Ouyang Shangzhi used the last trace of strength to throw the basketball straight back.
In the afterglow, he saw a buttocks, crashing into billboards, rolling upside down and rolling away, catching the flying basketball with eyes full of wind in the night, and then he took the heaviest three steps in his mind.
The first step is for you, wisdom!
The second step, for you, Yan Yufeng!
The third step, give it to me!
Buckle it!
Long wind in the night!
Soaring in the air, the night wind rolled up the basketball with his left hand, looked at the basket just above his head, roared, and smashed the basketball towards the place it was destined to go.
"Woohoo!"
The basket screamed again.
"Ah......h
The night wind tensed the muscles of his whole body, and he raised his head and roared as much as he could.
With this fast-break dunk, the atmosphere of the whole court was pushed to a higher boiling point.
The die-hard cheering group from Beiyang, led by Songzi, began to chant in unison.
"Beiyang, Beiyang, invincible Beiyang!"
There were thirteen of them, screaming as hard as they could.
It was their most beloved team, and this love had become one with their souls, regardless of each other.
Gao Yuan, Zhai Yong and the others burst into tears, and with this shout, they also shouted.
One by one, the audience infected by Beiyang merged into this shout.
So, in the Shougang Arena, Beiyang had their own cheering voice for the first time.
"Beiyang, Beiyang, invincible Beiyang!" One after another, one after another.
Helped up Ouyang Shangzhi, who was flushed, and the five people on the Beiyang field stood there hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder.
"Is that our cheering group!" Shangzhi asked confusedly.
"Yes! Come on, brothers, let's break with them in the third quarter! Yan Yufeng shouted.
"Come on! Let's take a break! Looking at the attacking Tsinghua High School, the generals of Beiyang who quickly retreated, thought as one.
"The momentum of Beiyang has risen, if Tsinghua High School does not stop it immediately, the consequences are unimaginable!" Lu Di said as if he was trembling as if he was there, and Che Jin also agreed with his words.
As they had fought against before, they were all too familiar with the current picture.
Once Beiyang rises, it means that this group of wolves from Beiyang has woken up.
And when it comes back to life, who can beat it?
No one can!
Beiyang wolf pack!
Here it comes!