Campus Basketball (Part 3)

Chapter Ninety-Four: The Burning No. 8 of the Absolute Realm

April 8, 2005 at 2:25 p.m.

Olympic Stadium.

There are three parking lots of more than 1,000 square meters, which can park 700 parking spaces, all of which are full.

Inside the museum.

The octagonal shape of the international route of the stands, 9,150 people of regular stands, plus three temporary stands with a capacity of 1,020 people, all of them are full.

On the edge of the five-meter-wide pitch, reporters, videographers, and caddies are all in place.

The pitch features a yellow floor, a black three-second zone, a white tee line, and a huge CHBL logo on the center circle.

In the stands, the voices of people are boiling, you can find that everywhere is full of the atmosphere of Beiyang, in the stands, countless small black flags are shaking, and a big flag with Beiyang 12th Middle School or Yufeng will win is also fluttering proudly.

The most striking thing is that it is the grandstand on the east side, that is, the grandstand at the bottom of the stadium, in the middle area, all dressed in black, holding high the five big characters of Beiyang Twelve Middle School, and at the same time they chant in unison: Yufeng, Yufeng, invincible Yufeng loud slogan.

There is no doubt that this is a fan team from Beiyang that absolutely supports Yan Yufeng.

In the hall, the CBA theme song of "Believe in Yourself" is being broadcast, which undoubtedly mobilizes the atmosphere of the audience even more, in the passionate music, the stadium is empty, but everyone knows that in another ten minutes, this will be the place where they are extremely excited and excited.

Away lounges.

Hua Jun still did not spare this few minutes, he stood by the wall with a huge tactical diagram, and used his pen to constantly sketch the tactical arrangements of the first section.

"Tian Guang, your task is very clear, in the first quarter, be sure to give me the opponent's No. 15 to death, you can not score, but he must not score, where he is, you are there, even if he is standing outside the court, you have to tie him to death."

"Huang Yan, your task is to attack, not defend, the other party must send No. 7 first, not No. 23, so you have to drag him down and force them to No. 23. In this way, the weaknesses of the other party will not be one, two, but all! ”

"Wang Zhen, your duty is very simple, take the rebounds down for me, and you must not let the twelve have any secondary offensive opportunities, and once you win the backcourt rebounds, in your eyes, there can only be Che Jin! Do you understand? Hua Jun asked.

"Understood! Rebounds will never fall into the hands of others! I promise! Wang Zhen swore solemnly.

Hua Jun nodded, if the rebound is guaranteed, then, let you see, what is the real fast break!

Turning his gaze, Hua Jun looked at the silent Lin Yi.

This is a player who gives the Chinese army a lot of headaches, his loneliness may have become a habit of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, almost no one talks to him, not because someone hates him, on the contrary, he is the second person in the team, second only to Che Jin. No matter what happens, no matter how you treat him, his answer is silence.

He seems to have been born mute, but no one doubts his hostility, because he always expresses his love for the group with his actions.

"Ah Yi, your task is the key to winning today, Ah Jin will definitely be blocked by the opponent's No. 8, or will be slackened in defense because of wasting too much physical energy on offense, your task is to help the team, when you are needed most, you have to continue to score, to hit the enemy's attack, can you do it?" Hua Jun said slowly.

Lin Yi still didn't speak, just nodded silently.

Hua Jun turned his head again, looked at Che Jin who was slightly dissatisfied, and said in a deep voice: "Ah Jin, I don't care how you swore before the game to go head-to-head with No. 8, and no matter what you think in your heart now, I'll tell you a word, if you dare to come nonsense, don't want to stay on the field for another minute." ”

Che Jin's face changed, looking at the coach's unusually serious face, he snorted, and acquiesced.

Hua Jun softened his tone and said: "Your task is to lead the whole team and play your role as a top attacker, I want you to go all out, score, score, and score again!" ”

Che Jin stood up, looked at his teammates murderously, and shouted, "It's time, it's time to play!" ”

Hua Jun watched his team members walk out of the lounge, he heard the faint shout, and his face showed a smile, this smile was by no means a gentle smile.

There, there is a murderous atmosphere.

Main Lounge.

All the players of Beiyang 12th Middle School, sitting against the wall, and forming a circle, Shang Lin, standing in the middle, loudly arranged the tactics of the first quarter.

"First of all, I need you to be clear about the fact that we don't know anything about Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, which is already the second team to break into the semi-finals in the southern region." Shang Lin paused, and said with a solemn expression: "For a game, this is a big mistake, what we have to do now is to respond to all changes with the same, but to make a statement, in such a national competition, any mistake will lead to the loss of the game, so I hope that everyone will do their best to eliminate the difficulties caused by this mistake no matter what." ”

"Do you understand?" Shang Lin let out a loud shout.

"Got it!"

"Second, I want to explain to you the important surname of this game, one: this is a national live broadcast, and many people will see your game, your performance, and your strength from the screen.

Two: The audience here today has stuffed this stadium with more than 10,000 seats, why they are here, what their purpose is, you have to remember it clearly for me.

Three: This is a best-of-three game, today, we are at home, next time, we are away, if we can't win this game today, then, the result will be unimaginable. ”

Every word and every word of Shang Lin echoed in the lounge, a dull echo, and everyone's expressions began to become solemn and serious.

"With five minutes to go, the time for fun is over, and it's time for you to show your real skills to please and conquer everyone who comes to this arena! I will say one last word," Shang Lin suddenly paused, looked at all the team members, waved his hand violently, and said loudly: "Your task is to advance into Shanghai!" ”

Gao Yuan stood up suddenly, and then, his companions, every soldier in the Twelve Middle School of Beiyang, all stood up.

"Get on the field!" Gao Yuan said lightly, and then the first one walked out of the lounge, and behind him was every murderous teammate.

The two tigers compete, and only the brave wins.

When the players of the two teams walked out of their respective players' lanes and entered the court, the atmosphere of the whole stadium suddenly reached a new boiling point.

"Hula, hula!" The audience began to greet their heroes with a unique but exciting shout, and when Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School came on the court, the audience let out a huge "Shhh to deter this group of enemies from Guangzhou.

Che Jin's eyes flashed with coldness, and his expression became more and more excited with the hostile atmosphere of the audience.

"This time it's a real away game, grandma's, it's cool to do it like this!" Che Jin smiled strangely.

"Ha'''''', look at them, that's how they look, I'm excited!" Tian Guang was also shouting.

"Haha!" The players of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School looked at this huge away game with excitement, their expressions were not afraid, there was no fear, on the contrary, a heartfelt excitement was directly expressed from their hearts to their faces.

Hua Jun, who was standing on the away rest, looked at this team with a smile, and after two years of hard work, this team has finally undergone qualitative changes.

Huajun has always believed that the first thing that a king's division needs is the courage to be fearless and look at the battle as if it were home, and now this team is the perfect king's division in his heart.

Today's battle is to let the whole country know what it means to be a real champion!

Gao Yuan and the others were still standing by the rest seat, listening to Shang Lin say his last orders.

"Da Zhu, Xiang Jie, Yan Yufeng, Ye Changfeng, Zhai Yong, the five of you go first! Yufeng is the captain on the field, two or three joint defense formations, first hold the first quarter for me, bite the score, we have to see the opponent's weaknesses as soon as possible in the first quarter, are you clear? Shang Lin shouted.

"Understood!"

"Alright, let's go up and meet your opponents!" Shang Lin waved his big hand.

The two teams stood side by side on either side of the midline, coldly looking at their opponents in front of each other.

In front of Yan Yufeng was Che Jin.

Che Jin looked at him coldly, licked his lips, and looked at his prey like a hungry wolf.

And Yan Yufeng looked at the person who was about to become the biggest opponent on the field with an almost empty look, his expression was still expressionless, even if the voice of the audience shouting his name was loud and loud in the audience and rushed into his ears, he was still like that.

But his heart gradually burned.

What flashed in front of his eyes was Qin Yan's heartbroken eyes, as well as the pain in his heart like a knife.

All of this, let this game numb myself!

"Toot!"

With a long whistle, Zhu Jun, an international referee, announced that the game was about to start.

"Here we go, my friend!" Che Jin said coldly.

Yan Yufeng didn't answer, turned around and left.

He has only one thought for this match, and that is to conquer his opponent with silence.

I don't want to speak, I don't bother to speak, I want the greatest strength in my whole body to tell everyone that I am a burning 8.

The first five people from Beiyang No. 12 Middle School gathered together, Yan Yufeng first stretched out his right hand, and then all four of them put their hands together on the back of his hand and pressed them tightly together.

"When!" Yan Yufeng shouted.

The four of them couldn't help but laugh, this line is so familiar, isn't this the pre-game slogan of the Chicago Bulls that once drove fans across the country crazy?

Suddenly, the four of them suddenly understood why Yan Yufeng meant this, and couldn't help shouting in unison: "When the game comes!" ”

Yan Yufeng pulled out his hand, turned around and looked at Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School in the previous half, grinning snow-white teeth, like a roaring lion, and his whole body gradually exuded the murderous aura of being about to fight.

Ye Changfeng and Xiang Jie glanced at each other, and finally felt that Yan Yufeng, who thought it was different, was really angry, just like that blood station No. 4 middle school, his body, his heart, was completely only the opponent.

Come on! Let this game be your target for venting!

The night wind looked up to the sky and said silently.

Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, please let us pray for you!

Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School.

The opponent's starting list is lined up as usual.

Beiyang No. 12 Middle School.

Head Coach: Shang Lin

Center: Han Dazhu Height: 1.98 meters Weight: 96 kg Number: No. 14

Power forward: Xiang Jie 1.9688 kg No. 10

Small forward: Yan Yufeng 1.9285 kg No. 8

Scoring guard: Night long wind 1.981 kilogram No. 15

Organizational defender: Zhai Yong 1.873 kg No. 7

Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School.

Head Coach: Hua Jun

Center: Wang Zhen Height: 2.03 meters Weight: 1008 kg Number: No. 4

Power forward: Lin Yi Height: 2.0195 kg No. 7

Small forward: Che Jin height: 1.9891 kg No. 21

Scoring guard: Tian Guang Height: 1.9888 kg No. 11

Organizational defender: Huang Yan Height: 1.983 kilograms No. 33

When Shang Lin got the starting list of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, he couldn't help but be shocked, such a height and weight are already one level higher than Beiyang, if it is a positional battle, it will be a hard battle.

Next, it depends on what kind of offense the other party is good at.

Lu Di, who was sitting in the box safely, looked at the court, and Hu Weidong, who was sitting next to him and dared to come from afar again, introduced the general situation of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School.

"Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School's physical fitness is quite good, originally their characteristics are small, smart, fast, but these few develop very quickly, Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School can find players who are not inferior in height and northern players, but they have not left a trace of their characteristics.

Che Jin, Lin Yi, and Tian Guang are their leaders, height, weight, all have, and the speed and flexibility have not decreased at all, we fought with them last year, the reason why we were able to eliminate them and enter the finals of the South Region is that they were lucky to win by their lack of experience, I don't know how much they have improved this year, if they eliminate their weaknesses, then, this team is really terrible. Speaking of this, Lu Di looked at the Beiyang players standing on the court worriedly, and said: "However, I still have confidence in Beiyang's victory, after all, in high school competitions, personal ability is the key to victory." ”

Hu Wei nodded, in the high-level and high-level games, because the players themselves are involved from the amateur level, there is a considerable gap between the levels of each other, as long as they play a core role, then the outcome of the game can be predicted.

Zhu Jun came to the center circle with the ball in one hand, glanced at the two players competing for the ball, nodded his head, and signaled whether he was ready.

Han Dazhu snorted loudly, his eyes completely focused on the ball in the referee's hand.

Fight, let me, shoot the first bullet first!

Zhu Jun's hand shook, and the ball flew vertically upwards in the air, the speed was not fast, and there were not many flips.

Da Zhu and Wang Zhen let out a roar at the same time, fighting for the basketball tentacles that had just begun to fall.

At the same time, the whistle in Zhu Jun's mouth also sounded, and a huge cheer broke out in the audience, and a semi-final competition of the National High School Basketball League broadcast by the central 5 sets finally kicked off.

The ball first touched Wang Zhen, who was nearly 5 centimeters tall and Dazhu, and he was overjoyed, but Dazhu's hand was like a poisonous snake, forcibly moving backwards from the tip of his hand.

"Drink!" Ye Changfeng saw it clearly, jumped up, and grabbed the basketball in his hand one step ahead.

"Back to the defense!" Che Jin shouted, turned around and ran backwards.

Due to the speed of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School's defense, Ye Changfeng could not launch the first fast attack at all, so he had to stretch out his hand, signal to slow down, and then flick his hand and pass the ball to Zhai Yong, who walked in front of him.

Zhai Yong ran forward quickly with the ball, took the first step to come to the front of the Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School half, and faced the defense of No. 33, Zhai Yong turned around and changed direction and cut diagonally.

Huang Yan didn't expect that as an organizational defender, he would be the first to break through so boldly, and he shouted in panic and chased after No. 7, who had already passed half of his position.

The audience didn't expect that at the beginning of the game, Beiyang had already launched the first wave of rapid attacks, and it was No. 7 who launched the attack, which was the defender of the organization, and couldn't help but burst into the first cheers.

Zhai Yong had already seen the hideous face of No. 21 in front of him, holding the ball, walking sideways under the basket, Che Jin shouted, moved quickly, and blocked Zhai Yong, who started to accelerate first, in parallel.

Zhai Yong knew that this would definitely be covered, so with a glance of his eyes, he passed the ball to the hand of Ye Changfeng, who had already received it on the left side.

As soon as Ye Changfeng received the ball, No. 11 had already posted it, and this post was actually pounced on with a belt face.

Ye Changfeng was immediately alertly turned around, turned his back to the opponent, and then his eyes immediately swept the whole field, and he saw Yan Yufeng, who had just jogged to the right, with a shake of his hand, and the ball passed quickly.

Che Jin saw it clearly, although he couldn't break the ball, he could completely stick him in the moment after receiving the ball on the 8th, and rushed forward with a shout.

The first excitement came to the eyes of the audience at an unpleasant speed.

Yan Yufeng glanced at the ball, and slowly moved another step to the right, at this moment, Che Jin had completely rushed over, the ball had just arrived, and the person had already come to the front.

The ball seemed to just stay in Yan Yufeng's hand for a while, just this moment, maybe not even 0.1 seconds, he just received the ball, but the person was like a rocket starting, and with a bang, it accelerated.

This slow and fast, in the eyes of the audience, is like a movie stunt, and some people have suddenly exclaimed.

The ball had already been dribbled to his right hand, and Yan Yufeng suddenly accelerated with the catch just now, and quickly rushed past the No. 21 in front of him, and Che Jin almost didn't even have time to react, because he didn't stand firm at all.

Yan Yufeng flashed Che Jin, and only brought it with him, and then, in front of him, No. 7's indifferent face had already entered his eyes.

With a loud shout, Yan Yufeng grabbed the basketball with one hand, turned sideways, and forcibly swept in front of No. 7 in three steps.

A trace of anger flashed on Lin Yi's cold face, and he crossed it and pasted it directly and along the route of No. 8.

None of the spectators reacted, but the crowd sitting in the front rows of the stands at the back of the stadium instinctively stood up and stared wide-eyed.

Wang Zhen also came from under the basket to make up for it, and patched up the last flaw in No. 8, who had already passed half of Lin Yi's body, and rushed into the basket.

It seems that there is no possibility, but it seems to be all hope, and in this short period of one second, the mood of the spectators standing in the backstage of the stadium is completely out of their control, and the only thing they can do is to widen their eyes again.

Yan Yufeng's three steps were finally completed, and at this time, he was already on the side three-second zone line, but in the face of the basket that was still three meters away, and Wang Zhen, who had calculated everything to jump up and block, it was as difficult as climbing to the sky to score this point.

No one doubted this, and even someone's head hadn't had time to react, but Yan Yufeng had already forcibly jumped up.

Grabbing the right hand of the basketball with one hand, the side wheel was up, and it was almost impossible for Yan Yufeng to jump in front of him faster than Wang Zhen, who was one point earlier.

"Die!" Yan Yufeng roared, picked up the basketball that had been raised above his head with his right hand, and smashed it on Wang Zhen's head desperately.

"Bang!" The basket rang loudly, and the basket trembled violently, and at the same time, Zhu Jun's whistle also sounded sharply.

Wang Zhen lost his balance and fell to the ground fiercely, and next to him, standing was No. 8.

Yan Yufeng looked at the basketball that exploded to the side with hatred, with a fierce look on his face.

Zhu Jun finally ran over, raised his hand and gave Wang Zhen, who had fallen to the ground, a thug foul, and then turned around and made a No. 4 foul move to the rostrum.

"Yay''''''''." The audience erupted in cheers for the first time, and no one expected that the idol they admired would show their terrible fangs to their opponents as soon as they opened.

Ye Changfeng rushed over, patted Yan Yufeng excitedly, and shouted, "Well done!" ”

Yan Yufeng didn't say anything, walked to the free throw line alone, and prepared to serve.

Lu Di in the box let out an exaggerated wow at this time, and laughed: "This kid is so fierce at the beginning, this is the first time I've seen such a dunk." ”

Hu Weidong next to him said with a slight disappointment: "It's a pity that I didn't get in, otherwise, the best in the audience will be produced!" ”

"Haha, across the center, jump from the three-second line, if you enter, it will be absolutely the best!" Lu Di should be excited.

"Hu Guang doesn't know if there is such a physical fitness?" Hu Weidong smiled.

Lu Di nodded, knowing that he was talking about the CBA's dunk king, and said with a smile: "If Yan Yufeng goes to participate, Hu Guang will definitely have no play, wait, the wonderful is still to come." ”

"Yay!" The audience erupted in cheers again, even if it was just such a common score as two free throws, it made them so excited, because the person who scored the score was the No. 8 in their hearts.

Che Jin glanced at Wang Zhen, who had returned to normal, and suddenly laughed, and then developed into laughter, Wang Zhen said angrily: "Laugh a lot!" ”

"It's okay, do you see, they found out that you are a bully!" Che Jin sent the ball to Huang Yan, then turned his face to look at Wang Zhen, and his smiling face suddenly turned cold: "Come, let them see, we are amazing!" ”

Wang Zhen's expression suddenly became fierce, and he ran forward with Che Jin.

If you want to humiliate us Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, then you have the courage to take a look!

Che Jin came to the front court with the ball, and then looked at No. 8, who was standing two meters away from him, and arrogantly stretched out his hand to hook it, meaning to say, come up again.

Yan Yufeng didn't pay attention to his gestures, but instead bowed his body and looked at No. 21 in front of him coldly.

Cha Jin snorted and dribbled to force up.

Since you don't come up, then I'll come down!

Che Jin came to Yan Yufeng with a double dribble, so the Guangzhou player immediately pulled away, and the discerning person knew that Che Jin was going to work alone.

Yan Yufeng sank down, spread his hands, and suddenly Che Jin was one meter away from him, and pounced forward, and actually snorted, sticking to his side, his right body sank on his shoulder, and his hand probed and pulled out the ball.

Rao how Che Jin calmed down, Yan Yufeng's sudden attack like a poisonous snake coming out of the hole was also caught off guard, and he was careless in controlling the ball, and the ball in his hand suddenly lost control.

Yan Yufeng had expected such a moment, and his body immediately fell, and he flew out horizontally, holding the basketball that was still rolling on the ground in his arms.

Che Jin was furious, and when he was about to rush to grab it, he saw that No. 8 had already held the ball in his arms, and he was suddenly stunned, but he immediately reacted, jumped up, and ran back.

Sure enough, Yan Yufeng controlled the ball in his own hands, passed the ball lying on the ground, and the ball was immediately transferred to Ye Changfeng's hand, Ye Changfeng glanced at it, flew high obliquely, and threw the ball to the front court, in that direction, Xiang Jie was inserting it at high speed.

Che Jin, who defended quickly, did not give up, but this wonderful pass from Beiyang Twelfth Middle School suddenly triggered the fury in his heart, accelerated again, and rushed to the front of the ball in front of the landing point first.

Seeing that this good ball was controlled by the opponent, the audience couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Holy!" Xiang Jie's brain was bruised, such a good ball, how could it be wasted by himself like this, a gritted tooth, and jumped up, using the length of his body and the acceleration of the jump, the first step touched the basketball, at this time, Che Jin just arrived, but helplessly pounced.

was touched by Xiang Jie's death, the basketball changed direction, and fell horizontally to the floor, and Tian Guang in front of him couldn't help but be overjoyed, and accelerated his speed to greet the ball.

A dark shadow swept past him like a gust of wind, and Tian Guang's feeling was like a speeding car, and only a flash of black flashed in front of him.

When I looked at it, I was immediately angry.

The night breeze stretched out his ape arm lightly, caught the ball that was still jumping on the ground, and then looked at the basket that was already close at hand, let out a long roar, took three steps, and flew and jumped in the air.

Someone has long made a conclusion for the three tigers of Beiyang.

Yan Yufeng's stagnation and outburst in the air are the most amazing, and what he brings to people is completely swift, lightning, domineering, and unimaginable dunk movements.

And the night wind, like a gliding eagle in the air forever, when he pounces on his prey, he spreads his graceful wings, gently and perfectly floats away, everyone who has seen his dunk will be shocked by his absolutely perfect gliding action.

Just like now!

Night Wind jumps from the start to the dunk, this section of the air, is completely a bottom-up oblique posture, when he comes to the highest point, he will complete the attack with the simplest dunk posture, but you will never be disappointed because of the simplicity, because the process has conquered you, and your still heartbeat.

The basket is trembling, the net is fluttering, and the night wind is already standing under the basket, facing the audience dancing backstage, raising his hand in a dashing manner.

No matter what the situation, he is always so personable.

"Beautiful!" Sun Ming shouted loudly, he was surrounded by fans from Beiyang, when he saw this dunk, this place completely turned into a sea of cheers, here, always the most fanatical, the most loyal stands.

"It's 4-0!" Lu Di said softly.

"What a dismount, first Yan Yufeng, then the night long wind, the power of the three tigers of Beiyang is really getting more and more beautiful!" Hu Weidong also nodded appreciatively, this, after all, is their own team, and their performance will undoubtedly win glory for the entire Jiangsu.

What's more, the CBA dispute between Jiangsu Nangang and Guangdong Hongyuan has already started quietly, and today's battle is a small battle between each other, but whoever wins will become a huge victory.

In the future, won't the battle between the two depend on the current group of teenagers?

Cha Jin's expression has become a little ugly now, and the victory of the two rounds, as well as the boos of the audience, has become annoyed.

"!" Cursing fiercely, Che Jin sent the ball to Huang Yan, and then made a gesture, and the latter immediately understood and ran forward with the ball.

Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School quickly set up a formation, and this time, it began to guide the ball frequently, and for a while, the scene became a fierce positional battle.

Tian Guang rushed to the right bottom line, and the night wind behind him dared not to chase, so he gritted his teeth and chased after him.

The 11th in front suddenly disappeared, replaced by a huge body, Ye Changfeng was startled, turned around and dodged, this delay, Tian Guang had already got the ball.

Facing the situation that Tian Guang was holding the ball alone and the front was open all the way, Yan Yufeng, who was closest to him, suddenly entered a dilemma, but time never waits for anyone, a mistake, Tian Guang quickly rushed in.

Yan Yufeng finally knew that he couldn't hesitate, took a big stride, and went straight down, ready to catch up with Tian Guang and patch the flaws.

A disdainful smile appeared in the corner of Tian Guang's eyes, and when Yan Yufeng stuck to him, the ball in his hand flew out horizontally.

"Oops!" Yan Yufeng's heart was not good, and as soon as the thought flashed, a huge force had already rushed into his body, making him completely unable to control his body and rushed out.

"Yufeng!" A cry of the night wind sounded.

Yan Yufeng hit the basket hard, and his body stopped, but on his back, there were bursts of numbness, but Yan Yufeng didn't care about that, his eyes looked at the basket eagerly.

Che Jin fell from the basket arrogantly, then glanced at Yan Yufeng fiercely, laughed and hugged Tian Guang, who had just cooperated with him.

Shang Lin stood up suddenly, and the scene just now was completely in his eyes, and he could see it clearly.

The powerful explosiveness of this No. 21 is not inferior to Yan Yufeng at all.

Just now, No. 11 received the ball from the right side at an oblique angle of 45 degrees and inserted it diagonally, broke through, and then completely attracted the attention of Yan Yufeng, who was originally defending No. 21, forcing him to chase and make up for the defense.

And No. 21, who was freed, was like a fierce wolf, chasing behind Yan Yufeng, who was at a loss, and slowly accelerated and rushed away.

It wasn't until the No. 11 burst to the basket and swiped the ball across the center of the basket that the No. 21 finally attacked.

It was completely a rush to jump, but he jumped so high in such a short distance that the referee couldn't even award him an offensive foul.

No. 21 was directly grabbed and landed in the middle of the air in front of the basket slightly higher than twenty miles, and there was a short distance in the air, but he grabbed it as easily as breathing, and then plunged into the basket fiercely, such a physical quality had to make Shang Lin think of him immediately after seeing Yan Yufeng's power, and compare with him.

Yan Yufeng pushed away the hand stretched out by Ye Changfeng, and then slowly stood up, still feeling the pain in his back, but this pain was like a can of gasoline poured into his already burning heart, making it even more fanatical.

The audience protested with silence against this wonderful goal, not because they were enemies, but because they insulted the god of war in their hearts.

Come on! Let's burn even crazier!

Yan Yufeng slowly read it in his heart, and the corners of his mouth showed a cruel smile.

When the ball came to Yan Yufeng's hand, Che Jin immediately pasted it, and his hand was already tightly biting his waist, and the other hand was carved into the painful back with his elbow.

Yan Yufeng, who was standing a little bit in the three-point line, grabbed the ball high with one hand and turned his back to him.

The voices of the stands suddenly became noisy, and some spectators had even stood up and shouted: "Hit him alone, kill him!" ”

In the roar of the audience, Yan Yufeng stood there straight, then slowly bowed his waist, suddenly turned around, and immediately faced him.

The sharp four eyes looked at each other, and strong sparks burst out.

Che Jin grabbed Yan Yufeng's waist with one hand, and then shouted at him: "Come on, hit me alone!" Come on! ”

Yan Yufeng's angry eyes burst out with a cold light, and his still body finally moved, taking a right step, and then the ball had landed, and then with the help of the bounced ball, his right hand was horizontally banded, and he turned around and rushed to the left.

One hand elbowed fiercely on Che Jin's chest, and then his left foot was strengthened, using the lateral force of his left shoulder, and hit Che Jin's chest again, suddenly, he accelerated suddenly, and forcibly and forcefully rushed to the basket.

Under Yan Yufeng's two heavy blows, Che Jin did not fall to the ground, nor did he lose his defensive position, but just took two steps back, the huge pain in his chest and the depression caused by it made him speechless, he could only howl out, and his whole body pressed back again.

Yan Yufeng's sudden forward posture paused again, collected the ball, squatted, twisted, and turned around beautifully, and the bodies of the two collided together again without avoidance, this time, Che Jin resisted again, and he had only one goal in mind, to resist this crazy guy.

Yan Yufeng shook left and right, which immediately reacted in Che Jin's mind as a prelude to him to lean back, and he immediately retreated backwards, and suddenly made up for it again.

No one can know in advance what Yan Yufeng will do next, because he will always be the subject of that miracle.

Yan Yufeng, who was shaking left and right, finally turned around, this time, it was the left turn that Hua Jun judged most frequently in training, Che Jin saw the truth, roared, and rushed forward.

What burst out of Yan Yufeng's eyes was no longer cold, but blood-red.

"Whew!"

The ball was thrown from his hand to the rebound, and without anyone reacting, the short body flashed past the rushing Che Jin, and then took a big step forward and rushed to the basket.

The ball rolled over and grazed the rebound, then the castrated reverse rebound bounced back in mid-air.

A big hand grabbed him in the void, and then raised it back, Yan Yufeng raised the basketball in his right hand high, suddenly looked at the basket that was already about to look down at the first line, and shouted wildly, and the basketball had been lifted to the highest point, and smashed it down with the momentum of a thousand equal forces.

"Bang!" The basket is almost at a 45-degree angle with the rebound, and Yan Yufeng still doesn't want to let go, what he wants now is to unload the basket again.

Until he heard the referee's whistle, Yan Yufeng, who was hanging in the air, let go and fell, and suddenly kicked the basket.

"Grown." The basket seemed to be intimidated by Yan Yufeng's momentum, and it was shaking trembling all over.

"Toot!" Zhu Jun finally rushed up, raised his hand and gave Yan Yufeng a technical foul.

Yan Yufeng didn't speak, he still walked away silently, and before leaving, he glanced at Che Jin fiercely, then stretched out his thumb and put it down.

A person immediately flew over, picked up Yan Yufeng and walked out.

"Don't be impulsive, Yufeng, what's wrong with you today?" Night Wind was so frightened that he was about to collapse, just now, if he was seen by the referee, he didn't know what was going to happen, and now it seemed that he had to pray that no third person would see it again except for the person with a sick brain on the 21st.

Che Jin's face turned completely red, looking at Yan Yufeng, who was dragged away by No. 15, his teeth rattled.

"Captain!" Tian Guang stood next to Che Jin, looked at him with such an expression, was startled, and hurriedly asked.

"It's okay, let's serve!" Che Jin simply said it word by word.

The audience was about to collapse with excitement for this almost genius dunk, and some standard Yan Yufeng fans stood directly in their own positions, shouting Yan Yufeng's name loudly.

The audience thundered, cheering and frantic for their number 8.

Lu Di was also silent, he was both excited in his heart, but there was also a hint of bad omen.

Yan Yufeng, he really seems to have a problem today.

"What a beautiful dunk! This kind of self-throwing and then self-buckling, and it is a back-cutting breakthrough that is forcibly squeezed in step by step by the body, which is not uncommon. Hu Weidong next to him was still sighing at the domineering dunk just now.

Lu Di looked worriedly at the guy on the court who would roar and shout loudly after the dunk, but now, he was silent, standing there, waiting for the opponent to attack again.

Yan Yufeng, what's wrong with you?

Su Xue, who was sitting in the corner of a stand, was trembling all over, looking at him in the distance, he was haunted by dreams, but now his heart was completely trembling.

An instinctive feeling told her that today he was a completely different person.

A person who was very familiar to me a year ago.

Shang Lin and Wang Xuechao glanced at each other worriedly, and then at the plateau who was sitting there, although the game was only played for less than three minutes, they made themselves feel as if a few years had passed.

Yan Yufeng's madness and silence, as well as the style that almost completely violated his original style of play, made them feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.

But what else can be done now but replace him?

No, that's not going to work, now we can only pray that this burning No. 8 will burn completely!

Burning No. 8

Great Qin Bingbing

2005-3-30

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