Campus Basketball (Part 3)

Chapter 84: The Lion King Appears

Zhang Qing held his chin and was frowning at the technical statistics table of the first three quarters, as a local coach, he felt even more uncomfortable to see that his hometown team was at a disadvantage, and the situation was overstepping.

From the point of view of technical statistics, the score of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School in the third quarter is 19 points, which is 9 points less than the 28 points in the second quarter.

If it weren't for the 23rd, Beiyang's score would not be like this, the momentum of the 15th is still very strong, and the point of the 5th is not a big threat, not to mention that the 10th is still down, you can imagine how terrible it is if all three of them are on.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qing trembled, if it continues like this, Changsha Mingde will definitely be defeated.

What if you go to solve it? Zhang Qing was thinking hard.

Strangling the 15th firepower point, is absolute, as long as this point is extinguished, it will bring a chain reaction to the entire Beiyang 12th Middle School, now, the score is 70-63, only 7 points apart, in the final quarter, if Changsha Mingde can take advantage of the home field, launch a Jedi counterattack, perhaps, it is still possible to win this game.

Zhang Qing understands very well that the fourth quarter is the most important part of the game, to see whether a team is mature, it is whether the last quarter can maintain the momentum of the first three quarters, many teams, at the beginning of the play very well, but in the fourth quarter, suddenly fell off the chain, into a completely beaten situation, this is a lot of young teams, have serious problems, and this new army in the national competition - Beiyang 12th Middle School will also have such a problem?

Zhang Qing was guessing with a fluke mentality.

Su Zhicheng paddled quickly on the tactical board, step by step, each player's detailed explanation, the performance of the team in the third quarter, so that his bad mood has improved, the 7-point gap is not terrible, Su Zhicheng is confident that in the last quarter, launch a big counterattack, catch up with the score, the only thing he is praying for now is actually an idea with Zhang Qing sitting in the live broadcast room, that is, to see if Beiyang No. 12 Middle School will make a problem that a young team often encounters - lack of stamina!

Changsha Mingde is an old strong team, the whole country is famous, relatively speaking, Su Zhicheng feels that in terms of experience, there is a certain advantage, but how can this advantage be converted into scores?

Now, all he has to do is this attempt.

"Now I announce, in the final quarter, take man-to-man defense, and the whole court is man-to-man!" Su Zhicheng added, looking at his team members with a stern gaze.

"We're going to put all our strength on the defense, we can do it offensively, but we have to keep defending, you know?" Su Zhicheng shouted.

The players of Changsha Mingde Middle School, who have been playing for almost two years, immediately understood what the coach meant, and experience for scores!

"You must spare all your strength to choke every enemy to the death! If anyone dares to be lazy, I'll replace him! Su Zhicheng continued to say loudly that at this time, he must make this team on the verge of defeat feel a huge sense of oppression, hoping to stimulate their fighting spirit to complete this big counterattack.

The whole audience needs strong fighting spirit and full physical strength, these two points, Su Zhicheng only knows that the latter point is possessed, but the front point, he is not very sure.

After three quarters of confrontation, Su Zhicheng keenly felt that the Beiyang team has always been a team based on the outside line, and it has strong strength in shooting, technical and tactical cooperation, but in terms of personal ability, it is very average.

Less than five fouls per quarter can prove this very well, in terms of breakthrough and mid-range shooting, Su Zhicheng did not see any outstanding performance of the opponent, so if you use the tactic of putting people on the court to mark people and then revitalizing them, it is entirely possible to make a big comeback.

Thinking of this, Su Zhicheng's eyes began to shine, and he glanced at the bench seat of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School not far away, and a smile appeared on his face: I'm not dead yet, wait, in the fourth quarter, we will fight to the death.

Victory or defeat is here!

Everyone has made a calculation, but all of them have forgotten the existence of one person.

"Yufeng!" Shang Lin suddenly shouted.

Yan Yufeng shook his head and stood up.

"Get ready, in the fourth quarter, you play!" Shang Lin smiled.

Not only Yan Yufeng shook up, but the whole team suddenly shook up, and our No. 8 is finally going to play.

"Got it, coach, I'll play well!" Yan Yufeng tried his best to calm down, but the last sentence still exposed his excitement.

Shang Lin smiled, glanced at the whole team, and said: "In the fourth quarter, Yufeng, Changfeng, Plateau, Shangzhi, and Xiang Jie are on the field, and in the fourth quarter, it is a key, the other party will definitely change the formation again, probably a lose-lose tactic such as man-to-man, since this is the case, then, I naturally have to accompany you to the end, you have to fight well, and strive to win a big battle and go back to Beiyang!" ”

"Yay!" The whole team shouted excitedly.

"About tactics," Shang Lin paused, glanced at Yan Yufeng, and said: "Focus on Yufeng, let the whole audience know what the real trump card is!" ”

"Understood!" Plateau shouted loudly first.

The whole team will look at Yan Yufeng who is standing there without moving, let you all take a look! What is a real MVP?

Yan Yufeng took a deep breath and felt the surging of his mood, it turned out that the coach had never given up on me!

"Do a good job and let them know how great the cost of underestimating us is!" Shang Lin said lightly, looking at the noisy audience, not only after that, what will the people here look like?

Trembling, excited, moaning, unbelievable, like a dream?

Perhaps, he brought them more than that!

"Toot!" The referee picked up the ball, stood on the bottom line of Changsha Mingde, and blew the horn of the final battle of the game.

"Up!" Yan Yufeng shook his head and shouted loudly.

"Wow!" The whole team roared.

Gao Yuan looked at Yan Yufeng in surprise, at this time, he finally let himself see the invincible domineering spirit in the past, and what burst out in his eyes was the wind of a king like a lion king, yes! Gao Yuan turned to look at the black crowd in the audience, and wanted to shout loudly now: The Lion King is here!

Zhang Qing, who was sitting in the live broadcast room, looked at the court, and when he saw the No. 8 jersey appearing, he couldn't help but be shocked and shouted: "The legendary Jiangsu MVP is on the field!" ”

There was a deep uneasiness in his heart, at this time, the head coach of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School finally played his last trump card, what was his intention?

Give it a go? No, they still have the advantage!

A thought flashed through his mind, and Zhang Qing was stunned.

Do you want to win? Want to completely cross Changsha Mingde? Want Changsha Mingde to never be overborn?

A series of thoughts suddenly made Zhang Qing completely flustered.

Su Zhicheng's face was gloomy, and when he saw No. 8 on the field, he suddenly remembered that they also have a legendary MVP! Looking back, I once again felt the depth of the city of the smiling man standing not far away.

He completely blinded himself, and it wasn't until now, until he pressed everything up, hoping to give it a go, that he smiled and told you, I'm sorry, I still have a big card to play.

Bastard!

Su Zhicheng shook his hand in pain, he was completely calculated by him.

Lu Di and Hu Weidong in front of the TV breathed a sigh of relief, No. 8 finally came on the field, and the game will enter another **.

"I don't know what has become of him this month!" Lu Di looked at Yan Yufeng on the TV screen and muttered to himself.

"Wait a minute!" Hu Weidong said slowly, when he saw the appearance of No. 8, his heart was like an injection of stimulants, and he suddenly became excited.

This guy is already exciting just by showing his face! Hu Weidong was surprised by his mood, but he suddenly understood how huge and far-reaching the shock that this No. 8 brought to him a month ago.

"It seems that Mingde is really in trouble!" Lu Di suddenly laughed.

"Beiyang No. 12 Middle School seems to have taken another step forward! Hehe, that's a happy thing, haha! After Lu Di finished speaking, he continued, and his smiling face showed sincere happiness.

If there is no Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, if there is no Yan Yufeng, maybe, the person who appears on the TV should be him, it stands to reason that he should be a little unhappy now, but why is he so happy?

Lu Di didn't think about it, he only knew that Yan Yufeng was great, even if he was an enemy, the eyes that looked at him were not only fearful, but also full of worship and excitement.

"Wisdom!" Yan Yufeng put his finger guard on his right middle finger and shouted to Ouyang Shangzhi.

"Boss, what are you doing?" Ouyang Shangzhi immediately ran over, facing Yan Yufeng, Ouyang Shangzhi's heart was completely in awe.

"Fight hard, show speed, and completely defeat the person who defends you psychologically and situationally!" Yan Yufeng waved his hand and looked at Ouyang Shangzhi.

"Yes, it will be done!" Ouyang Shangzhi looked at Yan Yufeng's eyes full of trust, and immediately felt the warmth in his heart, and exclaimed with rare assurance.

"Give me more wire air connections, don't be afraid of heights, understand?" Yan Yufeng touched Ouyang Shangzhi's head and said.

"Great!" Ouyang Shangzhi immediately became excited.

Empty catch, his favorite way to pass, in the team, everyone doesn't like him to pass some high and outrageous empty throws, but why did the boss ask me to do this today?

Regardless of him, pass it on!

Ouyang Shangzhi thought happily.

Yan Yufeng smiled as Ouyang Shangzhi returned to his position, glanced at the red basket in the distance, and laughed.

Caressing his hands, Yan Yufeng's eyes slowly became cold.

With the referee's whistle, the fourth quarter of the game finally came.

After a few guided balls, the ball was in Xiao Yunfeng's hands, and as soon as he received it, a black figure had already come to his side.

Xiao Yunfei squinted and saw that it was the farmer.

Are you that legendary MVP? Hey!

Xiao Yunfei began to dribble, the ball kept bouncing between his feet, standing on the other side, Ye Changfeng, who was defending Pan Hai, couldn't help but smile when he saw this, and smiled disdainfully.

If you want to go head-to-head with Yufeng, I really don't know what to do.

Yan Yufeng tilted his head, looked at the No. 23 in front of him seriously, and stepped back to defend, at this time, Xiao Yunfei seized the opportunity, shook his body, and leaned to the left.

"Poof!"

Xiao Yunfei suddenly felt that his left hand was empty, and the ball was no longer in his hand, so he turned his head, only to see that the farmer had already passed the ball to the fast-forward No. 23.

With Yan Yufeng's successful ball break, the three of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School began to soar forward, and after a few guided balls, they finally fell into the hands of Ye Changfeng, and one easily picked up the basket and wiped the board.

72 to 63.

Xiao Yunfei shook his head and told himself to be more careful next time.

The ball came again, Xiao Yunfei caught the ball, and No. 8 came to the front in time again, settled down, and looked at the expressionless No. 8, Xiao Yunfei hoisted the ball into the inner line.

Yang Kai on the inside made two feints one after another, but he still didn't deceive Xiang Jie, and with a step hook, the ball jumped on the basket and fell out.

Gao Yuan jumped up, hugged the rebound tightly in his hand, and as soon as he landed, he immediately glanced at it, passed the ball forward vigorously, and shouted: "Long wind!" ”

The ball drew a big arc in the air, and when it fell, it happened to be caught by Ye Changfeng with one hand, and Pan Hai behind him opened his hand and pulled towards his jersey.

Ye Changfeng exerted his right foot, forcibly struggled out of Pan Hai's hand, and rushed down to the basket with a leaning body.

Pan Hai did not give up, but aroused the murderous surname, shouted wildly, and chased after him with all his might.

At this moment, the night long wind has taken three steps, the heavy breathing behind him and the wind sound set off by the corners of his clothes, secretly screaming that it is not good, now to go to the basket, it is very likely to be a hot pot by the guy behind, just as the night long wind was about to hook the hand to the layup, but heard a loud shout: "Changfeng!" ”

The night breeze shook up, and when he turned his eyes, Yan Yufeng had already rushed from the middle of the three-point line at high speed, twisted his hand, and passed the ball horizontally.

The wind is whistling in his ears, the ground is solid under his feet, there has been no such feeling for a long time, Yan Yufeng caught the ball, and suddenly let out a long whistle, ignoring the No. 23 who had already run from the inclined plane and was ready to intercept him, just after the free throw line, he took another step with his left foot and kicked the ground.

Do you know how far the free throw line is from the basket?

4.6 meters away, and Yan Yufeng just jumped over the free throw line and only took one step with one foot, but the person was already flying in the air.

Before Yan Yufeng didn't jump, no one would have thought that he would score in such a way, let alone jump so far away from the basket.

This is a long-distance leap, giving people not only a kind of flying beauty in the eyes, but also a visual effect of a sudden explosion, as if it was a slam and stuffed into your eye sockets, making you pout, can't help jumping, and screaming loudly.

The time is short, from Yan Yufeng jumping to smashing the ball into the basket with a one-handed positive split, it only took less than a second, but this second was enough for all the people to stand up suddenly from their chairs, as if they had been pricked by a needle.

Yan Yufeng fell to the ground, facing a camera under the basket facing him, clenched his fists, closed his hands, and made a frontal chest stretch, similar to a bodybuilding shot.

Wildly showing off his bulging pectoral muscles and bulging arms and muscles.

At this time, the cameraman, who was already stunned, shook his spirit, held his hand, and completely aimed the camera at Yan Yufeng, who had a fierce expression.

In fact, this action is completely an action made by Yan Yufeng's surname, and he only feels that only in this way can he vent all the depression in his heart happily. ]

"This ''', this '''''', is this true?" The young host in the live broadcast room stammered with a blank face, he couldn't help but look at Zhang Qing, but he was also dazed and shocked.

"Oh my God! Jumping from the free throw line ''''' free-throw line? An audience member groaned, and everyone around him, who wasn't just as shocked?

No one could see clearly how Yan Yufeng jumped up and where he jumped from, they just saw horribly that a person wearing a black jersey and wearing the word No. 8 jumped up from afar, slid so far away, and then smashed the ball into the basket with one hand, even if they were sitting in the last row, the people who were farthest from the court clearly felt the power of this No. 8 fury and unimaginable bounce power, perhaps, in this life, this dunk is the most trembling slam dunk they have ever seen.

As if the heavens were going to pour oil on this dunk, on the big screen in the south, the amazing scene of history just now was clearly re-enacted, and it was truly displayed in front of everyone.

Because the camera is in slow motion, Yan Yufeng's explosive flying button appeared in everyone's eyes in a more exquisite form.

The curvy face, the domineering eyes, and the roaring mouth shape, as well as the no trace of the downward trend, the horizontal flying posture, the orange basketball held in the air with one hand, all of this completely conquered the hearts of more than 7,000 spectators at this moment.

When the ball smashed into the basket, the audience involuntarily exclaimed again, and the camera turned again, Yan Yufeng was wild and not inferior, and the domineering celebration action was like the finishing touch, which deeply imprinted Yan Yufeng's domineering image in everyone's hearts.

"He's just that!" Lu Di, who was in front of the TV, leaned back in the chair in admiration, calmed the excitement in his heart, and exclaimed in admiration.

"Explosive dunk, this kid, that's great!" Lu Di was still talking.

Hu Weidong has long been calm, and the decision in his heart has become even firmer, this No. 8, Jiangsu Nangang must not let go!

Su Zhicheng's expression was frustrated and excited, these two completely different expressions were revealed on his face, which can really be said to be a miracle, he was excited because he couldn't help but be aroused by this dunk, and he was depressed because he finally understood that the legendary Jiangsu MVP was really a legendary character.

Such explosiveness, such a bounce, Su Zhicheng has been a basketball coach for so many years, and it is the first time he has seen it, and this kind of flying buckle is also the first time he has experienced it, no matter what, Su Zhicheng's heart has been completely shocked by the first attack of No. 8, and he has nothing to say.

"This guy is really terrible!" Night Wind stood there, shaking his head all the time, a hand on his shoulder, Night Wind turned his head, and Gao Yuan stood beside him.

"He's a miracle in his own right!" Gao Yuan looked up and admired the goal, and said lightly, suddenly he smiled, and said: "It seems that he has really been holding back for a long time!" ”

"Pray for our adversaries!" Ye Changfeng looked at Yan Yufeng who was walking towards him, said, and then greeted him with a smile and shouted, "Hey, are you crazy?" ”

Yan Yufeng frowned, and was about to speak, when Xiang Jie walked over seriously, raised his hand and touched his arm, and said while touching: "Hey, do your muscles really bulge so much?" I didn't see it before! ”

Yan Yufeng jumped up, shook his hand and shouted, "What a touch!" Sweat of one hand! ”

"Haha!" The teammates laughed loudly, and Gao Yuan raised his hand and said loudly: "Buckle beautifully!" Rain Peak! ”

"One more!" Everyone on the bench next to them shouted in unison.

Yan Yufeng raised his fist and swung it vigorously at the bench as if in response.

If the game continues, then the lion king must continue to wreak havoc on the sheep.

Ye Changfeng took the ball and made two feints in succession, Pan Hai was finally shaken and lost his patience, and one jumped forward lightly to block the unwarranted shot.

Ye Changfeng lowered his body and rushed past him, Yang Kai had already rushed over, and strictly intercepted Ye Changfeng, but this interception had already been calculated by Ye Changfeng, a horizontal pass, Yan Yufeng was like a god of death in the night, and appeared at the front end of the inner line out of thin air.

Take the ball, lean over, take a diagonal step, flash Xiao Yunfei's side block, put his feet together, and step on the floor, so as to gain a strong bounce force, with a loud shout, Yan Yufeng jumped straight up, and the ball was already behind his head with both hands, and then smashed out like lightning.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, the basket trembled, and then countless flashes of flashing lights.

Yan Yufeng let go with one hand, grabbed the basket with the other, and then let go of the hand and slapped it fiercely on the white glass backboard on his head.

"Smack!" The rebound made a loud noise, and at this time, Yan Yufeng fell, leaving a group of Changsha Mingde players who stood and didn't dare to move, for fear that he would fall, and stepped on him, and the basket that continued to sway, stepped out of the frightened Changsha Mingde inside line.

"It's like riding on a human head to pee, it's so arrogant!" A spectator sitting in the stands behind the half-time of Changsha Mingde couldn't help but stand up when he saw this scene, leaned against the railing of the corridor, and shouted loudly with wide eyes.

"He is like an angry lion!" Wang Xuechao, who was standing next to Shang Lin, looked at Yan Yufeng, who ran back with a fierce expression, and muttered.

Shang Lin nodded, his eyes still fixed on No. 8 in Beiyang.

His ferocity is beyond his imagination, and the energy he wants to explode is also beyond his own estimate, this is really a male lion who seems to have been hungry for several days before being released!

"Changsha Mingde is finished!" Zhang Qing thought sadly to himself after watching the replay of this goal.

This MVP is still not an ordinary MVP!

Changsha Mingde's players are still faithfully implementing the coach's full-court man-to-man marking tactics, but it seems that all of a sudden, all of Beiyang Twelve Middle School has become heads-up masters.

No. 23, who was still being easily played with by himself just now, is now a very headache in Zhang Li's eyes, "Huh! A gust of wind sounded in his ears, and Zhang Li stood there fixedly, looking back helplessly, without even thinking of catching up.

It's too fast, such a speed, without any shaking action, directly use the speed to pass by you, even if you know that he is going to be here, but you don't know when he will start.

I really don't know how he practiced it, he flashed away, but he had the speed of electricity.

Lightning!

A well-deserved lightning.

Zhang Li was No. 23, and finally gave a new definition.

Ye Changfeng caught the ball from the plateau, opened his hand and threw it, Xiao Yunfei flew out horizontally from the side, spread his right hand, trying to be able to cover it, this cover was a little sudden, Ye Changfeng's heart tightened, his hand shook, he knew that it was not good, and after it fell, he roared loudly: "Rebound!" ”

Suddenly, the wind under the basket surged, and four or five people on both sides squeezed under the basket together, looking at the basketball that flew down.

"Bell!

The ball smashed on the basket, and it bounced up slightly diagonally, bouncing towards the outside of the basket.

"Rebound!" Xiao Yunfei had exhausted all his strength because of this block, sat on the ground, and when he saw this scene, he immediately yelled loudly, hoping that his teammates could snatch this rebound.

The crowd under the basket was surging, and everyone looked up straight, looking at the falling basketball, ready to fight for it when the time came.

The audience also straightened their necks and watched this weird rebound*.

No. 12 Yang Kai is the tallest one under the basket, this rebound is a must-win, he has stuck No. 10 Xiang Jie next to him, and the rebound also fell in his direction as he wished.

A hand suddenly appeared in his eyeballs, Yang Kai was very strange, the ball had not completely fallen, and it was even some distance away from the basket, and now it was too eager to jump, right?

He turned his head to see who was so cute, but he was horrified to see a black No. 8 rising in front of his eyes.

Right in front of his eyes, brilliant words, black and shiny colors, appeared clearly in front of him, and then his shoulders suddenly tightened, and he suddenly felt a hand supporting it.

"Wow!"

A thunderclap-like roar sounded above his ears, and Yang Kai raised his head to see what it was, but saw a huge black shadow rushing towards him, and at the same time, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

When the black shadow slammed heavily on his nose, giving him a feeling of darkness, Yang Kai suddenly understood.

Someone grabbed in front of him, jumped up and directly put the basketball on the basket into the basket, and the black shadow that smashed on his face was not the basketball?

Although he doesn't believe it, he has already been hurt, and the injury of ** is always the best form to make a person sober.

The audience exclaimed, holding their faces in disbelief, with a consistent O-shaped mouth, and a consistent expression.

Yan Yufeng was under the basket just now, looking at the basketball that bounced from the basket, but he was not waiting for him to fall over the basket like others, when the basketball passed the highest point and began to slide down, Yan Yufeng was already ready for everything, raised his right hand high, bent his knees, and jumped directly to the ground.

There was a stout body next to him, when Yan Yufeng jumped up, he moved, it had affected his balance, Yan Yufeng didn't think about anything, put his left hand on his shoulder, and held it hard, this feeling like a ladder cloud suddenly made him roar, at this time, his right hand had already touched the basketball, and with a light turn, he had already picked up the basketball, and then took advantage of the falling trend to smash the basket fiercely.

Yan Yufeng ignored what happened after that, and after falling, Yan Yufeng turned to the side, ignoring everyone's surprised and disbelieving gazes.

I feel too much in this kind of look.

I am the strongest, and here, no matter who you are, as long as you stand here and become my opponent, I will do my best to treat you.

This is Yan Yufeng's motto, and it is also what I want you to understand.

Turning around and looking at Changsha Mingde, who was slowly approaching, Yan Yufeng bowed down and looked at them like a beast.

Come on! I accept your revenge!

No one dares to face this number 8, his defense is as suffocating as his attack, his strong body will cling to your body, but his hands are nimble to go around from behind to get your ball.

His power is always felt by you, and you have to spend more strength and energy to protect the ball than you do against other people, let alone break through in front of him.

Yan Yufeng, like an object marked with nuclear radiation standards, makes people feel scared and tremble when they see it.

Xiao Yunfei finally shook off the night wind, took a step forward, got up and throw, a black shadow appeared in his sight, and then there was the sound of a ball being slapped, and a strong force came from his hand.

"Smack!" Xiao Yunfei lost his balance and fell to the floor in an embarrassed position, he didn't go to the referee, because he knew very well in his heart that there was no foul at all in this block.

Sitting on the ground, Xiao Yunfei turned his head to look, and the figure of No. 8 appeared in his eyes widely, stinging his eyes.

"Ai!" With a sigh, Xiao Yunfei didn't even have the heart to get up.

If No. 15's shooting is terrible, then this No. 8 is the devil's spokesperson, in the face of No. 15, I still have the courage to fight, and I am still confident that I can do it, but what about this No. 8?

Like he's playing with me, a fight between an adult and a child?

Xiao Yunfei shook his head with a wry smile, the height of his jump shot was so high that he couldn't even touch his hand, such a shooting height, he saw it for the first time, and the frustration had always permeated Xiao Yunfei's heart.

Xiao Yunfei has always believed in a truth.

Basketball is a perfect display of personal quality, in yesterday, I still believe that my physical fitness in Hunan is No.1, even in the country, I have the confidence to compete with them, but what about the No. 8 in front of me?

It's horrible, so scary that I make myself jealous.

Yan Yufeng had already passed the ball to Ouyang Shangzhi at this time, and then rushed towards Changsha Mingde's half in an arc route.

Ouyang Shangzhi caught the ball, but his pace did not stop, he twisted his body, flashed in front of him, stretched out a hand horizontally, and intercepted his Zhang Li, just slapped the ball twice, and he had already rushed from his own half to Changsha Mingde's half.

At this time, Yan Yufeng had already crossed the three-point line diagonally along the sideline with the speed of a leopard.

There is no need for eyes to meet, and there is no need for any voice and language to remind, Ouyang Shangzhi just raised his head and completely estimated all the routes.

The route of the person, the route of the ball, the contact point of the person, the landing point of the ball, this series of calculations just flashed in Ouyang Shangzhi's little head.

There was a person next to him who was panting and chasing, Ouyang Shangzhi turned his head sideways, and winked at him mischievously while dribbling.

Why are you chasing me? Let's chase the wrong person!

With a flick of the wrist, the ball flew out of the hand, and it climbed very fast, but when it reached a height, it magically swept in parallel.

This is a flat throw pass that is as high as the basket, but not more than 35 centimeters from the basket.

Hu Weidong in front of the TV shouted, this is a long-distance air pass, from the place of the passer to the direction of the ball flying, it has exceeded more than ten meters.

Such a pass came from a child under the age of 16, just how shocking!

Even Shang Lin, who had been smiling calmly, showed a surprised expression at this moment, and his attention was completely attracted by this pass.

Not just him, but more than 7,000 people in the audience were attracted by this pass.

This is an absolutely clear pass, everyone can see that the route is clear, the speed is not very fast in the air, everyone follows the ball, involuntarily looking at the place where it is going to the end.

A familiar figure jumped up from the left side of the basket, as if rising from the ground, calm and natural, but so sudden.

He was still a little far from the basket, he was still a little short from the basket, but his body was flying towards the basket at a rapid pace, and his height was also rising like a flat squall.

The ball had come to him, he reached out with both hands, caught the ball, and then what?

The shock appeared!

It was impossible for him to pause for a moment after receiving the ball, and his waist straightened forward in the air, and this one, as if he were stepping on a real thing, paused in the air.

The hands that caught the ball reached back and up, and then suddenly the left hand was released, blocking the forehead, and the right hand grabbed the basketball with one hand, lifted it back, and then slashed at the basket that was already in front of him.

All the movements seemed so slow, but they suddenly increased at the moment of dunking.

The perfect combination of slow and fast in everything, especially the left hand in front of the forehead, was like a juggler, as if telling everyone who saw it that I didn't look at it at all.

The ball finally smashed into the basket, and the moans from the basket were obviously transmitted to everyone's ears from the small megaphone under the rebound, and I wanted to ask, is this sound beautiful?

Then, someone will tell you that this is no longer beautiful and can be described, after seeing such a super long one-handed relay in the air, this sound can only be expressed with the sound of heaven.

Yan Yufeng fell, and completely felt the joyful taste in his heart, it was so refreshing, he had never followed such an air relay, he completely burst out all his strength in the air, the feeling of the basket roaring after the explosion in his ears, the taste of the basket trembling in his hand, made him unable to suppress himself, and roared loudly.

"Roar!" Yan Yufeng stood under the basket, standing in Xinsheng, a gymnasium full of more than 7,000 people, standing in countless shocked and moaning eyes, looking up to the sky and roaring!

The Lion King, the King of Eternity!

The Lion King is here

Great Qin Bingbing

2004-12-28

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