Campus Basketball (Part 3)

The Brave Invincible Storm Party

Summer suddenly found out if he was really stupid, or the other party's coach was really good, why couldn't he understand every game of his chess?

The end of the 8th in the second quarter surprised him, and the third quarter was coming, he estimated that the 8th was going to play, and the 8th was on the court, but except for the 15th, the other main forces were all sitting below and resting, what does this mean?

Could it be that the 12th Middle School did not take our Nanjing No. 9 Middle School into account at all? Why don't you give it your all every time?

"What the hell is going on here?" Summer growled cursedly.

Looking at Yan Yufeng standing on the court, Lu Di's heart slowly warmed up, in addition to him, there was also No. 15, he was standing beside Yan Yufeng, talking in a low voice, and Yan Yufeng listened with a calm face and a smile.

What they were talking about, Lu Di didn't know, but the feeling they gave Lu Di was a strange feeling.

A leopard, a lion, they just stood together, talking happily, nothing could be more terrible, especially in this case, where no one would think they were chatting, and surely they were planning.

What is planned?

The Twelfth Middle School actually sent the two of them on the field, looking at the other three main forces who closed their eyes and rested, everyone knew that the Twelfth Middle School was ready to let the two strongest teenagers in the team carry the third quarter alone!

Is this true? Are you so powerful? Are you so confident?

Lu Di was gradually surrounded by a feeling, this was anger, this was the anger that burst out after being scorned.

"Come on, if you think that the second quarter is the real performance of our ninth middle school, then let me Lu Di tell you what is the strength of the real ninth middle school!" Lu Di pulled the red No. 23 short bracer he wore with him every game to his right elbow and walked towards Yan Yufeng.

"Hello!" Lu Di said calmly.

Yan Yufeng and Ye Changfeng looked at Lu Di in surprise, the latter walked away with interest, but his eyes were so cold, Lu Di didn't look at No. 15, just held his head high, stared at him in front of him, and continued: "You finally came up!" ”

Yan Yufeng had a smile on his face, and said, "If I don't come up, you can't come up!" ”

Lu Di laughed, reached out and touched Yan Yufeng's hand, and said, "Don't let me down!" ”

"Never!" Yan Yufeng replied lightly.

"Okay, we'll see you in the game!" Lu Di turned and left.

Looking at Lu Di's back, Yan Yufeng smiled coldly, looked back at his teammates, raised his right hand very imposingly, and shouted: "The brave are invincible!" ”

"The brave are invincible!" Everyone shouted in unison, and even the teammates off the field stood up and responded in unison, and the atmosphere suddenly rose.

"Let's get started!" Yan Yufeng spit out these words, then turned his body and looked at Jiuzhong coldly and firmly.

Let's see how strong we are in verse 3!

According to the rules, the 12th Central Army launched its first attack.

This time it was Yan Yufeng who controlled the ball, and he quickly walked half the court and came to the periphery of the defensive position of the Ninth Middle School, where Lu Di stood in front of him and looked at him coldly.

Yan Yufeng smiled, and passed the ball to Long Guang, who had just run from the other side, with a relaxed expression.

Long Guang immediately made a feint after receiving the ball, and made a momentum to burst inward, but immediately distributed the ball to Wang Zhiquan, who was standing at a 45-degree angle on the right and left arcs of the three-point line.

Wang Zhiquan received the ball and did not let the ball stay in his hand, his hand shook, and passed the ball to the night long wind that had just run from the left side, the night long wind in the moment before Wang Zhiquan's pass, suddenly accelerated, got rid of Di Zhen who was chasing behind him, stepped forward with one foot, but twisted in the direction of the other foot, and the body suddenly became a semi-sideways posture, at this moment, the ball just arrived in his hand, Ye Changfeng took a breath of air, and turned his body completely, facing Di Zhen who had already pasted over, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Bow your body, raise your hands, and put your feet slightly together, a standard pre-shot move.

A few thoughts quickly flashed through Di Zhen's mind, and in the flash of lightning, Di Zhen chose to jump.

Ye Changfeng shouted, withdrew his hand, split his feet, turned sideways, stared at the ground, accelerated, and the five movements were done in one go, holding the ball and passing by Di Zhen who jumped up.

Yan Yufeng, who was standing quietly on the outside, suddenly swung to the left and right when Ye Changfeng deceived Di Zhen, so that Lu Di, who was facing away from the audience and just quietly looking at the opponent in front of him, suddenly froze, and his center of gravity instinctively changed left and right with Yan Yufeng's shaking.

Yan Yufeng laughed, and when he swung his body to the second time, he flashed from the right side, and quickly ran straight to the right basket.

Both were no-team players, one faced the whole stadium situation, and the other had to face him in order to defend the other team, thus losing his eyes to the whole game situation.

Who is better than whom?

Yan Yufeng shook off Lu Di and slipped straight from the 45-degree arc of the left three-point line to the bottom line, his speed was not fast, but it was enough to waste a second for Lu Di, who wanted to catch up.

There's so much you can do in a second for basketball.

Ye Changfeng had already stepped into the third division at this moment, and standing in front of him was a mountain-like Yang Huo.

Stride, bow, jump, hold up the basketball high, the posture of the night wind is as elegant as before.

Yang Huo jumped up high, his whole body was blocked in front of Ye Changfeng without any flaws, and his hands were raised, like a mountain, in front of him.

Everyone knows that this goal can't be scored, but only two people don't think so, they really want to turn such an impossible into a possibility, and they want to score beautifully.

Ye Changfeng's body in the air suddenly twisted, and he turned around ''''''' he turned his back to Yang Huo, who was also in the air, and everyone was surprised by the action of this No. 15.

"Whew!" The audience erupted in exclamations.

"Impossible!" Summer shouted.

It's impossible! Night Wind shouted in his heart, but someone might! A smile appeared on his face, and the hands placed between his lower abdomen flipped the ball backwards.

Go ahead! Find your true home!

The basketball tumbled past the long wind of the night, and also floated over the unprepared Yang Huo's raised hands, and it drew a very beautiful trajectory, crossing everyone and falling to the left of the red basket.

"Be careful!" One of them shouted loudly, his voice full of panic, and every player in the ninth middle school looked at the voice in surprise, because they could hear that the voice came from whose mouth, it was the captain they revered: Lu Di.

Chang Meng, the center of the ninth center under the basket, also turned his head, but he didn't see the captain's figure, because he was blocked by a black shadow, the black shadow was so tall that it had surpassed Chang Meng's upper body.

What is that? Chang Meng panicked, he instinctively wanted to do something, but the black shadow had already pressed on his head, and at the same time, he heard a voice.

"Bang!"

It was the neighing of the hoops.

Suddenly, Chang Meng understood what was happening.

Relay in the air!

Yes, this abominable relay man was half-ridden and half-sat on his body, and a force had already reached him, causing him to fall uncontrollably.

Chang Meng looked up at the sky, and a huge No. 8 shone in front of his eyes.

It was so hideous, as if a pair of eyes full of fire were staring at him arrogantly.

Yan Yufeng pulled off the basket, and after the habitual surname was removed, Yan Yufeng fell, looked coldly at Chang Meng, who was half-sitting on the ground, suddenly laughed, and ran to the night long wind who was standing outside, also smiling.

"That's a good pass!" Yan Yufeng said with a smile.

"Your strategy is starting to work!" Night Wind replied with a smile and immediately ran back.

Yan Yufeng turned around, his face that was still smiling just now turned cold, he looked at the half of the ninth middle school coldly, and walked backwards back to his own half.

Come on!

It's your turn.

"It's beautiful!" Cao Hui shouted.

"From passing to receiving, it is like flowing water, there is no pause at all, this is completely a conscious, planned attack! When did the Twelfth Middle School start to be so powerful! Chen Dingjun exclaimed.

"Number 8, number 8!" It seemed to be a repetition of Zhang Dong's muttered voice.

In the south van, Xu Qiang stood there, looking at the court, and sighed half-loudly: "I don't believe it's just a game for high school students!" I can't believe it! ”

"Anyway, it's hard to see in the CBA, even if there are two foreign players in a team, there is no such cooperation! It's amazing! Jiang Bo muttered.

Hu Weidong's eyes were full of excitement: Wonderful came as scheduled, the third quarter, crazy and exciting.

Lu Di stood there a little annoyed, hating how could he be so careless, he was a little bit slower, and he was caught by Yan Yufeng, and came to a very insulting air relay.

Damn it!

I've got to get up and get up.

Lu Di secretly ordered himself in his heart.

Di Zhen pulled Chang up violently, and the former asked, "Are you okay?" Fierce son! ”

Chang Meng stood up with a pale face, and only now did he understand that he was put in such a position, in front of the audience of more than 5,000 people, he was insulted like this, he really didn't know that he wanted to be angry at the moment, but he couldn't get angry, and he couldn't scold if he wanted to scold.

Who is to blame?

Chang Meng didn't know.

"It's our turn! Cheer up! Lu Di shouted.

"Give them some color!" Lu Di's expression was calm, revealing a murderous aura.

The ninth middle is coming.

After guiding the ball several times, the basketball came into Di Zhen's hands.

The night wind came quickly, and Di Zhen suddenly moved when the night wind moved, and along the right side, Di Zhen rushed diagonally.

Ye Changfeng shouted, his feet forcibly staggered, his body suddenly stopped, and his hands tried to stop it.

But Di Zhen still passed, just like that, it was simply over, dodging the night wind, Di Zhen did not accelerate, but after attracting the bag of 2 12 middle school players, he turned his body, faced the outside line, and passed the ball out.

The ball was passed almost in parallel, which shows how solid Di Zhen's basic skills are.

Lu Di stood there quietly, looking at the basketball flying towards him, opening his hand, catching, getting up, dialing out, and his movements were coherent and natural.

"Brush!"

out of three.

43 to 35.

The score was stretched to 8 points for the first time after the second quarter.

Yan Yufeng gently patted Ye Changfeng's back, and then jogged forward without speaking.

Ye Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief, with a stimulating expression on his face, and let out a low snort, chasing after Yan Yufeng.

Pick-and-roll, pass, block, break through, pass again, catch, throw.

Listening to the beautiful sound of basketball and friction, the corners of Ye Changfeng's mouth curled and ran back.

"I don't have to score points!" Yan Yufeng whispered in Lu Di's ear.

Lu Di raised his eyebrows, but immediately lowered his eyebrows and walked away calmly.

Yan Yufeng looked at his back, smiled slightly, sped up to overtake him, and ran back to the half.

The ball passed a few times on the outside line, hoisted into the inner line, Chang Meng stuck the ball to catch the ball, a side shot, the body immediately exerted force, Cao Tao, who was defending him, suddenly felt a huge force coming, this force is irresistible no matter what, in a hurry, he has been heavily resisted, Chang Meng suddenly felt empty behind him, roared, holding the anger that had just been insulted, turned around and raised the ball to want a big buckle.

A hand slapped hard as he lifted the ball.

It is like a venomous snake that has been waiting for a long time, and the moment its prey is within its attack range, it strikes.

"Smack!"

This is the sound of a ball hitting a hand.

"Phew!"

It was Chang Meng's blurted out exclamation of feeling his hands empty.

Yan Yufeng picked up the basketball that fell to the ground with one hand, shouted, and ran forward at an accelerated pace.

Night Changfeng understood at the first moment, dodged Di Zhen next to him, and ran forward with all his might.

Lu Di, who was far away from the three-point line, also understood at the same time, he did not turn around to defend, but his body was stunned and ran towards Yan Yufeng.

The distance between the two is only three meters, under full strength, three meters is too little, and the reaction time given is also pitiful, in this short period of time, Yan Yufeng has to face a calm Lu Di, he is in front of him, and his calm face tells himself that he will not let himself be flashed so easily.

Flashing stone light, Yan Yufeng reacted.

This is a wonderful reaction, when the game has passed for a long time, Lu Di recalled, his face was still so surprised and incredulous, he said, until now, he still does not understand how Yan Yufeng did it, he really deserves to have all the talent and talent of a great player.

The body is still rushing, the pace is still speeding up, and the direction is still firmly pointing ahead, but Yan Yufeng's eyes are unusually calm.

The wrist moved, the right hand holding the ball carried the ball, like a part of the body, swaying freely, at this moment, Lu Di was in front of him, his handsome face, calm eyes, and even his very peaceful breathing, Yan Yufeng felt it one by one.

Yan Yufeng's body suddenly twisted, like a light and stout rattlesnake, and every twist of his body seemed to be deceiving the person who was blocking in front of him.

Tuna? Left? Right?

Impossible, at such a close distance, he couldn't flash me at all, impossible!

Lu Di was asking himself, and in the end, he made a decision.

Lu Di didn't move, he just stood there half-squatting, his hands outstretched, looking at Yan Yufeng in front of him, like a kind mother, standing at the door, ready to hug the wanderer who went home.

Yan Yufeng's writhing body suddenly straightened, and he straightened up, just like the rattlesnake, and at the moment before the attack, he straightened up his half body.

It's a great start!

The forward feet suddenly changed, the left foot rotated outward with the toe as the center axis, but the right foot poked up and turned to the left in a roundabout way.

Yan Yufeng's body began to turn, he was almost turning in place, but with his usual surname, his body posture became leaning forward, so the whole movement became extremely strange and beautiful.

Sticking to Lu Di's body, Yan Yufeng really threw himself into his mother's arms like the wanderer who went home, but in a naughty turn, he spun out and came behind his mother.

Lu Di's calm eyes finally became hesitant and panicked, and his outstretched hands clasped together vigorously, trying to use fouls to stop Yan Yufeng's still spinning body.

Although he didn't know how Yan Yufeng did it, although he didn't know why the ball suddenly disappeared, although he didn't understand all the doubts about how the ball should be brought over even if Yan Yufeng passed him.

But Lu Di still made his first reaction, he didn't believe that Yan Yufeng really flashed him, but his body, his hearing organs, and visual organs really told him that Yan Yufeng had turned behind him.

Yan Yufeng cheered, just like a child who had won a victory with his own cleverness, and he was happy to arouse his finches.

Lu Di finally turned around, and he couldn't believe that the basketball magic was actually in Yan Yufeng's right hand, and Yan Yufeng still maintained his posture of rushing towards him, running towards his half of the court at a faster speed, the empty place.

Look at the back of the passionate streamer, look at the huge number 8. Lu Di knelt down tremblingly, and for the first time in his heart, he felt like failure.

How did he do it?

How did the ball pass?

Is what I'm seeing real?

Question marks flew around Lu Di's confused mind, making him almost unaware of where he was now.

Yan Yufeng probed his hand and bowed his waist, and ran with the ball in the middle of Ren Fei and Yang Huo without slowing down, the ball suddenly disappeared again, Ren and Yang turned their heads to look for it, and No. 15 jumped high, almost catching the ball by Di Zhen's side.

Ye Changfeng understood that it was the most critical time at this moment, while resisting Di Zhen, who was also jumping, he forcibly took a deep breath, and the moment the ball entered his hand, his hand shook vigorously and released the ball into the sky again.

Go ahead! My baby!

Ye Changfeng and Di Zhen fell together in embarrassment and without balance, but his eyes kept stopping at the tumbling basketball, there were too many things it carried, if he didn't enter, everything Yan Yufeng did just now would only be bleakly marked with an ellipsis.

The basketball suddenly changed direction at the touch of the rebound, and fell to the basket with all the spectators holding their breath.

After turning and turning, the basketball suddenly stood on the basket, like an object with a spiritual surname, and in the wide eyes of everyone, it stopped playfully.

It finally moved, and slowly and without hesitation, fell into the basket.

"Brush!"

The basketball passed through the net, flicked on the ground, and slowly rolled towards Yan Yufeng, who was standing not far away.

Kneeling down on one knee, Yan Yufeng picked up the basketball, lowered his head and kissed it lightly on the basketball, and said silently in his heart: Thank you for your favor.

"Can't believe it, can't believe ''''''''''!" Cao Hui's eyes widened, and he repeated his shouting in confusion.

"How's it going? I didn't see it clearly! Jiang Bo jumped up and asked loudly, but no one answered him, not even the cameraman's.

There was still no one breathing, just like the moment when the basketball was still on the hoop just now, and the more than 5,000 spectators in the audience were admiring something with the unanimous and unbelievable expressions on their faces.

This is a silent admiration, the highest form of admiration, Yan Yufeng entered with a magic trick, deceived everyone with one, and completely conquered the audience with a transcendence that evaded everyone.

Laughing and hugging Ye Changfeng, Yan Yufeng himself felt uncontrollably happy.

"Tell me, man, how you're doing!" The night wind whispered in his ear.

"Hey, hey!" Yan Yufeng smirked.

"So, I deliberately went in front of him before I turned, and then I followed the trend of turning, and when I turned my back to him, I backhanded the ball past his stride, and then I turned around and got behind him and picked the ball up just off the ground. Hehe, I thought of it temporarily! What do you think? Pretty, isn't it? Yan Yufeng was still smiling, maybe at this time, when the ball went in, he was finally proud of his genius.

"It's not pretty, it's stunning!" Night Wind sighed in admiration, although he was still a little confused about how the ball passed, he knew that he would definitely not make such frequent, high-speed, and well-placed movements in such a short distance.

Because there's so much to use.

Genius, a genius.

The audience finally woke up, they looked at each other, talked, made all kinds of unbelievable expressions and movements, and the quiet audience suddenly turned into a noisy vegetable market.

"Who can stop him?" Wang Xuechao said like a dream, he really wanted to stretch out his hand to thank God for making a player with such a gorgeous and amazing become a member of Beiyang Twelve.

Yan Yufeng, your future is not something I can imagine.

Wang Xuechao exclaimed.

"We have to compete!" Yan Yufeng suddenly calmed down, patted the night breeze that was still pondering, beckoned other teammates, and returned to his defensive half.

Lu Di suddenly walked over, he didn't have that kind of anger, he didn't have that kind of madness, he came to Yan Yufeng with residual surprise on his face, "Tell me, how did you live with me!" Lu Di asked quietly, but his tone was full of expectation.

Yan Yufeng lowered his head and thought for a while, raised his head, suddenly showed a childlike smile, and said quickly: "I forgot!" ”

"You forgot!" Lu Di blurted out.

"That's right, I forgot!" Yan Yufeng shrugged his shoulders, his posture was extremely free, and he turned around with a little naughty taste and ran forward.

Lu Di looked at Yan Yufeng's back depressedly, and his expression became both helpless and funny.

"You were so childish with me!"

Lu Di scolded angrily.

"Captain, it's time to attack!" Di Zhen walked past Lu Di with the ball and shouted.

Lu Di was shocked, looked at Di Zhen's basketball, looked up at the scoreboard again, and his calm expression returned to his face again, "Okay, let's recover the score!" ”

Lu Di said softly and firmly, and Yu Tong Di Zhen ran forward.

The game is going on, and under the leadership of Lu Di, who has recovered his composure, the ninth middle school still carries out a strong offensive on the position of the twelfth middle school, and after every loss of points, the twelfth middle school can always make up the score again and again with the cooperation of Yan Yufeng and Ye Changfeng, and the wonderful goals are displayed in front of the audience again and again.

"It was a really enjoyable game, the first time I've seen such a good game, it's amazing!" An audience member shouted at the audience next to him, unable to control himself.

No one showed any anger or disdain for the faux pas of this spectator, because that is really what everyone who sees this game wants to say, what they have to say.

It's a feeling of wanting to confide in anyone around you, it's an impulse, it's an exuberance, it's about everybody, it's every point you score, every point you lose, every wonderful move, every fierce collision in the game, you tremble, you tremble, you can't talk incoherently.

In addition to using wonderful, in addition to using extremely intense, in addition to using extreme excitement, what other words can express the excitement in their hearts? This is a game that can't even be expressed in words, after a one-sided first quarter, a tragic and strange second quarter, to the wonderful third quarter, the first three quarters of the whole game seem to be like a New Year's blockbuster, so that every audience present, as if fascinated.

"Whew!" Yan Yufeng swept in the air, spread his body, and Dapeng spread his wings and raised his hand, and flicked the ball up before Yang Huo sealed it.

The ball simply wiped the board, and Yan Yufeng, who fell, didn't do any celebratory action at all, and turned around and ran vigorously to his half.

No one on the pitch ever stopped doing anything to score or concede, and although the goal was spectacular, what about scoring in such a fierce scene, when the atmosphere was so tense that it felt like I had to squeeze out my breath?

Work hard, work hard, work hard.

Persistence, persistence, persistence.

The team that loses points is like a part of a machine, repeating the serve and then running to the opponent's defensive position.

Scorer, shoot, run back to your own half, then set up and start defending like crazy.

Time was running out minute by minute, the score was up by minute by minute, the balance of victory never tipped in anyone's favor, and when the third quarter was a full nine minutes later, no one could tell who was the winner.

At this moment, the Twelve Middle School is as tough and terrifying as a pack of wolves, as Long Dahai and Summer said the day before.

Long Guang was reluctantly substituted after five fouls, but it was worth the money, and the result of five fouls was to turn five extremely dangerous offenses into eight free throws on the nine.

Eight penalties and five hits.

Earn three points, if you let Long Guang himself say whether it is worth it, then you don't have to ask.

I think it's worth it to earn a point.

This is not just what Long Guang wants to say, but what the entire Beiyang Twelve Middle School wants to say.

Looking at Long Guang's back, Wang Zhiquan still insisted.

He has already committed four fouls, and his fate awaits him as to be sent off.

Many players feel that being sent off is an insult, but Wang Zhiquan doesn't feel like that, maybe he thought the same way before, but today he won't.

It's an honor, it tells everybody that I've worked hard, I've persevered, I've given everything I have to my team.

I deserve this battle!

Cao Tao was so tired that he almost lay down, once he had time to rest, he squatted there, breathing heavily, at this critical moment, in order to let the big pillar rest better, Cao Tao was doing extreme load exercises.

Some people say that the strength of milk is used, and Cao Tao will tell you with a pale face: I think I even borrowed the strength of milk in my previous life.

Cao Tao didn't get off the field, Long Guang was helpless, Wang Zhiquan's insistence, every player from Beiyang No. 12 Middle School who was not the main force told all the people with actions that persistence is not just a slogan, this is to be expressed by action.

Persistence comes from where it comes from, from faith.

The first school rule of the basketball team of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School is: never give up, never retreat.

These eight words are from my point of view, by my understanding, and I can tell you in four big words.

The brave are invincible!

Strength does not mean victory, strong belief is what victory loves, it is the only choice for victory.

Maybe Nanjing No. 9 Middle School didn't give up, maybe Nanjing No. 9 Middle School didn't retreat, but when the two stood together and stood on the only single-plank bridge, the brave man was the final victor.

Let's witness the most exciting and fierce game in the basketball game for high school students in Jiangsu and even the whole country!

Yan Yufeng lowered his center of gravity, vigorously separated his feet, took two steps forward steadily, and then turned around suddenly, his left foot first left the ground, and then his right foot slowly said goodbye to the ground.

The body fell backwards strongly, but the hands holding the basketball were still so calm.

Pulling his hands back, his waist stiffened terribly, and Yan Yufeng once again made a performance in the air.

Lu Di fell helplessly, and in front of him, the basketball crossed his head, slipped past the tips of his fingers with all his strength, and flew to the basket.

"Brush!"

Hollow landing.

Yan Yufeng sat on the ground and raised his clenched fists.

"Damn it!" Lu Di screamed helplessly and depressedly, this was the third time that Yan Yufeng had scored in front of him like this, and Lu Di was also frustrated in the face of such a large degree of backlash and such a high shooting rate.

Again, I used to look at the scoreboard.

55 to 49.

The score is like the beginning of the third quarter, and it has always remained in the gap here, and the twelfth middle school is like a wolf, biting itself to the death, and it can't make everyone breathe at all.

This is Nanjing No. 9 Middle School with a full main lineup for a whole quarter, is this still the overlord No. 9 Middle School shouted by 5,000 spectators, the team that is invincible in the world?

Lu Di didn't know that although he longed for the existence of an evenly matched opponent, when this opponent appeared like this, standing tenaciously in front of him like this, Lu Di became irritable for the first time.

Looking at the other three main players on the bench of the 12th Middle School, their expressions could tell them that their strength had been temporarily restored.

In the fourth quarter, they will gather with Yan Yufeng and No. 15 to launch a more powerful pursuit craze.

Can't we just do something about it?

Lu Di glanced at his teammates again, and said that they were extremely confident, and now their faces were full of exhaustion and frustration, and they couldn't find anything else.

Exhilarating!

Nanjing No. 9 Middle School!

Lu Di glanced at his beloved summer coach again, at this time, he also changed his usual composure, frequently made gestures to command everyone, looking at his irritable expression, Lu Di's heart suddenly felt cold.

An unprecedented test has befallen Nanjing No. 9 Middle School.

Fierce and tenacious opponents are just around the corner, licking their scars all over their bodies while waiting for the moment to strike the final blow.

Although Lu Di didn't want to admit it, he knew very well in his heart that the victory would really have to wait until the last quarter to decide.

Di Zhen slapped his palm with regret, and then went back to the defense with all his might, and the twelve who grabbed the rebound once again launched a fast attack.

Yan Yufeng got the ball, just under the sandwich of Lu Di and Jiang Yu, a side shot, and suddenly took a big leap forward, and jumped up decisively before Lu Di raised his hand to block it.

"Toot!" The referee blew the whistle and made a gesture of beating.

Lu Di watched painfully and angrily as Yan Yufeng reluctantly threw the ball out in the air, and after the basketball jumped a few times on the basket, it actually fell into it again.

Yan Yufeng laughed, on his red face, such a smile was really very beautiful.

Steady your breathing, quietly simulate the free throw action in your mind, and then gently stretch your ape arm and flick the ball out.

"Brush!"

The ball went in, and a beautiful and wonderful three-pointer was born.

55 to 52.

The score gap was just around the end of the third quarter, and it was closed to three points for the first time.

Wang Xuechao shouted loudly and hugged Shi Guang.

This was a huge omen of victory, and it was the first time that Beiyang No. 12 Middle School had come so close to Jiangsu's Big Mac.

"Defend yourself!" Yan Yufeng was loudly commanding his teammates.

We must not let the score open again, never!

Yan Yufeng ordered himself.

The ball is passing quickly on the outside, Nanjing No. 9 Middle School is still calm, and continues to play the game according to tactics, but do you think that a team with fast morale can control the heart without self-confidence and throw the ball into it with trembling hands?

The ball hit the basket again and bounced.

This time, it was Lu Di's turn to close his eyes in remorse.

I didn't score, it's impossible, I used to have a ball like this in the past, no matter what!

Lu Di was asking himself, but he forgot that now was not the time to ask himself, and the fast attack of the Twelfth was launched again.

is still sharp, and it is still flying by Yan Yufeng and Ye Changfeng.

Di Zhen is running back, Jiang Yu is also running back, and even big guys like Chang Meng and Yang Huo are also trying to run back, but can they really catch up with Yan Yufeng?

Looking at Di Zhen who was right behind him, after losing Lu Di's pursuit, Yan Yufeng suddenly felt a sense of relief.

He made a decision.

The pace quickened again, stared at the ground frantically, and the body swooped towards the half of the ninth middle school, and the shock of Di Zhen behind him could not be expressed in words.

This is a monster, after playing for so long, he still has such a strong ability to re-accelerate.

Di Zhen gave up, looking at Yan Yufeng who was getting farther and farther away, Di Zhen felt helplessly that he was weak.

Exhaling lightly, Yan Yufeng put on a posture, slapped the ball heavily, and then grabbed the basketball tightly with both hands, looking at Yang Huo who was running from afar on the left, Yan Yufeng's face showed a sneer.

Let you enjoy it!

Taking two big steps, Yan Yufeng stared sideways at the ground, and with the air of his body, he grabbed the ball to his lower abdomen with both hands, and his body was half-rotated 120 degrees, just turning to his face to face the basket, "Wow!" Yan Yufeng shouted, like a thunderbolt across the sky, oscillating on the entire court.

The right hand grabbed the basketball with one hand, and the basketball was rotated horizontally from the bottom, and a very small elliptical arc appeared in the air.

Another lightning-fast one-armed windmill buckle!

No one saw Yan Yufeng's entire dunk action clearly, but subconsciously exclaimed loudly.

"Whew!"

This exclamation of "cool" echoed throughout the audience.

Yan Yufeng, who has never dunked in this game, suddenly came to a windmill with a one-arm dunk like lightning this fast attack, and this dunk immediately stunned everyone.

No one knew that Yan Yufeng did this, including everyone in the twelve, although they knew that Yan Yufeng was so terrifying, but when Yan Yufeng jumped in the air, no one would have thought that Yan Yufeng would really be deducted.

Everything came too suddenly, especially under such a beautiful and crisp windmill slam dunk, everyone was stunned, so Yan Yufeng once again enjoyed the treatment of the king of the whole audience as quiet as a forest.

"Phew!"

Yan Yufeng exhaled with a chuckle, swung his right hand to dunk, and then politely picked up the basketball that had exploded on the ground and bounced far away, and seriously put it back at the bottom line serve.

Straightening up, Yan Yufeng realized the expression of the audience, and a feeling of being proud of the world suddenly came to his heart.

"Phew''''''''!" With a long roar, Yan Yufeng stood there, looking around the entire stadium, his heart full of confidence.

Nine, let's make a break in the fourth quarter!

Campus basketball

The Brave Invincible Storm Party

2004-10-13

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