Campus Basketball (Part 3)

The brave are invincible --for-tat

The room was very quiet, in another hour, the game with Jiuzhong was about to start, Yan Yufeng and his party came to the gymnasium early, and first adapted to the court, but before they felt a few minutes, the audience had already taken their seats, which made Wang Xuechao angry, and there was no way but to come to the locker room early.

Outside the door, the shouts of the landslide and tsunami came from the crack of the door unstoppably, and it could be heard clearly: Nine, nine, the overlord nine, invincible, invincible'''''''''' invincible in the world! ````````！

I don't know who muttered: "Damn, the soundproofing equipment in this gymnasium is too rubbish!" ”

Wang Xuechao snorted, stood up, and walked in the center of the room.

Wang Xuechao has a fire in his heart, which one is not good, the organizer chose to hold it in the Lanxiang Gymnasium of the Ninth Middle School, which is good, more than 5,000 students squeezed the stadium into a water, and these 5,000 students appeared in the stadium, the destructive power can be imagined, this is not! Before the game started, the shouts had already reached the locker room, and this was simply another terrible home of the fourth!

And from their unanimous shouts now, it is known that this is a completely well-trained cheerleading team!

Wang Xuechao understands that sometimes, the existence of a strong cheerleader team means something to a team playing away.

And for this game, the whole Nanjing showed great interest, a large number of reporters flocked to come, and even some basketball celebrities are said to have come to the scene to watch the game, of course, there is no need to guess, these celebrities support the nine middle school naturally.

This is a game without suspense, Wang Xuechao knows very well in his heart, when he completely checked the main players of Xia Jiu Middle School yesterday, this view deepened this view.

is not the ace Lu Di, the other 10 people, which one of them comes out, are all first-class junior basketball masters.

No. 5 Ren Fei, 1.94 meters tall, small forward, characteristics: very good awareness, quite reasonable running, flexible footsteps, was a member of the 2002 Jiangsu Adi 3vs3 championship team, MVP winner.

No. 20 Tan Baisheng, 1.88 meters tall, position organization guard, characteristics: three-point accuracy, extremely fast, with a very good overall officer, good at organizing fast attacks, is the pivotal figure of the whole team to launch an attack.

No. 11 Yang Huo, 1.98 meters tall, big forward, weighing 96 kilograms, a pure inside bulldozer, characteristics: excellent bounce, full of strength. He once scored an astonishing high score of 24 points in one person in a game, half of which was obtained by standing dunks, for this player with a strong physique, excellent bounce, and good at inside operations, not to mention using Xiang Jie to play, maybe even Han Dazhu is difficult to fight.

No. 4 Di Zhen, 1.98 meters tall, small forward, excellent hand, good overall situation, especially the hook hand of a half-volley, the shooting rate is quite high, the outside three-point is extremely good, and the speed and bounce are also very amazing. He is known as Lu Di's successor and the second captain of the Ninth Middle School.

No. 12 Chang Meng, with a height of 2.06 meters and a weight of 12 kilograms, is a standard center material, and has excellent rebounding. Good at long blocks, once a game, cover eleven hats, especially when defending the opponent's center, three consecutive shooting caps down, known as the hot pot king!

No. 7 Jiangyu, 1.93 meters tall, scoring guard, stable outside shooting, extremely BT defense, it is said that this person's arms are two meters and ten meters long, an absolute gibbon-type player, good at defense, more than ten rebounds per game, and steals are kept at four, known as the king of breaks!

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What kind of team is this?

When Wang Xuechao saw the information of this group of people, he had to sigh at the strong strength of the Ninth Middle School, one of them took out at random, and he was the absolute core of the team, but now they gathered in the Ninth Middle School, under the leadership of Lu Di, an emperor-level figure, to compete in the arena.

And today, it is our group of people with an average height of less than 1.91 meters to face this giant of high school basketball.

"Fight!" Wang Xuechao gritted his teeth.

"Coach, it's time to set up tactics!" Gao Yuan felt that it was not a way to remain silent like this, and he had to think of a way!

Wang Xuechao shook his head and said, "There's nothing to arrange, just fight like before!" Change! Saying this, his tone revealed a sense of helplessness.

With a person who is a coach halfway, a coach who only relies on his own experience of basketball in his career as a player, his understanding and interpretation of tactics is up to this point, and everything that can be taught is taught to this group of children, if there is a good coach, maybe many games will be easier to play.

A long time ago, he thought that he had already suggested to the leadership of the 12th Middle School to change the coach, be a deputy himself, and study and manage on the side, but because he was afraid that the change of coach would have an impact on the morale of the team, this made Wang Xuechao put the urgent thoughts in his heart and did not say anything, but Wang Xuechao had already thought about it, and as soon as the league passed, he immediately submitted his resignation to the leaders.

You can't mistake this group of excellent basketball seedlings because of yourself.

Gao Yuan sighed, and looked around again, and found that everyone was either resting with their eyes closed, or playing with the basketball in their hands in a daze, or looking at the ceiling in a daze, but unsurprisingly they all showed a kind of uneasy and forced calm expressions and movements.

Even Wang Zhiquan, who has always been hot, lowered his head now, not knowing what he was thinking, while Ye Changfeng and Xiang Jie closed their mouths tightly and were silent there.

Yan Yufeng closed his eyes, leaned against the locker, and said nothing.

The huge pressure before the competition was invisibly shrouded in the hearts of everyone in Beiyang 12 Middle School.

Alas!

Gao Yuan sighed secretly, everyone's nervous mood could be seen, not to mention that he was also nervous.

Don't think about anything, just play when you get to the game!

It's so depressing here!

The door suddenly opened, and the loud shouting and whistling rushed into the room, filling everyone's eardrums.

"It's time, just entered!" Shi Guang shouted when he entered the house.

Wang Xuechao fell, and the whole team sat there in a daze, and at this time, a clear shout sounded in everyone's ears.

"Nine, nine, the overlord nine, invincible, invincible, invincible! Roar, roar! ”

"Hey, hey!" Night Wind sneered.

"It's time to play!" Yan Yufeng, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke, and while speaking, he was the first to walk out of the dressing room, everyone looked at each other, and slowly followed Yan Yufeng out of the room.

Coming outside, the voice became stronger, everyone's fighting spirit slowly precipitated, and under the momentum of such a home field under the pressure of Mount Tai, the twelve middle schools were silent!

When the 12th Middle School, under the leadership of Yan Yufeng, walked into the arena in a hurry, that kind of shout suddenly turned into a huge and unanimous boo.

"Shh''''''''''''h

In the midst of such boos, the twelfth middle school came to his own resting seat.

Yan Yufeng put his shoulder bag on the rest seat expressionlessly, and then shouted to Long Guang who was holding the ball behind him: "Bring the ball!" ”

Long Guang paused, and couldn't help muttering, "What are you doing?" "But I instinctively passed the ball through.

Yan Yufeng caught the ball, looked around the field, snorted coldly, and stepped into the empty court first.

In the VIP box in the west, Cao Hui and Chen Dingjun, as well as Zhang Dong, the old three musketeers of more than 30 years finally gathered together again.

"Oh, look, the twelfth middle school has entered!" Chen Dingguo looked at the player's entry passage and said with some excitement.

"Hehe, look, the cheerleaders in the ninth middle school are starting to boo!" Cao Hui sat in a box with very good soundproofing, and he could also feel the huge boos.

"Today is not only a tough battle for the 12th Middle School, but perhaps a battle that requires their patience and persistence!" The thin Zhang Dong said slowly.

"Bet on who wins!" Cao Hui was the first to initiate the incident.

Zhang Dong smiled slightly and ignored him.

"Hey, why did Yan Yufeng go on the field alone first?" Chen Dingjun, who had been paying attention to Yan Yufeng, couldn't help but scream strangely when he saw Yan Yufeng walking into the court alone with the ball.

"Oh, which?" Zhang Dong, who had only heard of him but had not seen him, was very curious about the three words Yan Yufeng, and suddenly stretched his neck when he heard the words.

"What does he want to do? Do you want to start warming up? This is not in accordance with the rules! Cao Hui was also flustered.

Generally speaking, the two teams met first, said hello, and then started to warm up, but now it's good, Yan Yufeng actually went on the field alone.

A few people sitting in the south van were also strange, watching this young man wearing a black jersey and wearing a gold No. 8 holding a basketball and slowly walking into the court like this, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"Warm up now? Don't you have to say hello to the two teams first? Was he so nervous that he had forgotten? A tall, middle-aged man in his thirties said strangely.

"Who knows! The atmosphere at the scene of the ninth middle school is really warm! Another man with a small flat head laughed.

A man with short hair and a very friendly appearance stood on the sofa, holding his chin with both hands and looking at the No. 8 boy on the field without saying a word.

If you are a little old and started to like basketball in the early nineties, then you must be very familiar with this person, this is known as China's Jordan, Hu Weidong, the mainstay of Jiangsu Nangang!

Last night, Hu Weidong made a special call to Lu Di, who watched him grow up and become a talent, for this child, Hu Weidong valued it very much in his heart.

From him, as if seeing himself when he was young, Lu Di can become the second captain of the Jiangsu Nangang Youth Team is also inseparable from his promotion and appreciation.

When the Ninth Middle School was about to play the semifinals tomorrow, he made a phone call and wished Lu Di a successful final, but the taste of Lu Di's words made Hu Weidong strange.

When asked about his confidence in tomorrow's game, Lu Di actually said that hard work is! This made Hu Weidong startled, you know, Lu Di has never spoken in such a tone, in his impression, Lu Di's self-confidence is very sufficient.

When asked why, Lu Di didn't say anything, but finally spit out a sentence: If you come to watch the game tomorrow, you will see a very good player, he is wearing the No. 8 jersey.

Hu Weidong was surprised, Lu Di rarely admired a person like this, and this person was still a person of the same age as him, with curiosity in his heart, Hu Weidong came to the Lanxiang Arena of No. 9 Middle School today to see for himself how good this "very outstanding teenager" is.

There is no doubt that the No. 8 in front of him is the one Lu Di said, so what is he going to do now?

The rest seat of the ninth middle school was also very strange, all the people watched Yan Yufeng walk to the half of his warm-up with strange and funny, everyone thought that this stupid No. 8 was frightened by the atmosphere of the scene, and he picked the wrong half of the warm-up.

Only Lu Di and Xia didn't think so, they stared closely at Yan Yufeng, who slowly walked into the three-point line.

"What is Yufeng going to do?" Ye Changfeng looked at Yan Yufeng's back and said suspiciously.

"I don't know, let's take a closer look!" Gao Yuan slowly looked at Yan Yufeng's tall back.

The audience also started laughing, this stupid No. 8!

Yan Yufeng walked slowly, his ears were full of disdainful laughter, and his body was full of those disdainful glances, but so what?

I'm going to show you my power!

Yan Yufeng's body moved slowly, and his steps slowly accelerated, and the speed was almost a few steps, and he suddenly increased to the top speed and rushed to the basket.

Yan Yufeng leaned over from the 45-degree three-point arc on the right side and rushed to the basket, and when everyone was watching this No. 8 move in surprise, Yan Yufeng had already jumped up.

Do you know what a real dunk is?

It's not just putting the ball into the basket, and then touching the basket with your hand is done, this is called putting the ball into the basket, and the real slam dunk should be like this!

In the air, you have to have the posture of flying, the body must have the beauty of lifting from the ground, and the beautiful and domineering arc of the hand that catches the ball in the air, and the ball will pass through the basket at the speed of sound. Then the force of friction with the net in 0.0001 seconds, this force will make the net like a meteorite hitting the sea, and suddenly roll up a high white wave, and your hand will grab the basket with the force that can break any material that is not iron, so that the seemingly unattainable, majestic orange basket moans and deforms in pain in your hand, and the power that spreads from your hand to the entire basket, it will make the whole basket tremble and shake, and make that "rattle" sound of fear!

And all these movements can only be completed perfectly in one second, and this speed is like watching a maglev train pass in front of you at high speed, leaving you with only the sound of the wind whistling and a white light that flashes through your eye mask in an instant.

This feeling makes you know what is happening, but you can't see exactly what happened, a clear and magical taste that makes you take a stimulant, and suddenly your blood boils to the extreme.

And at this moment, Yan Yufeng is performing a real dunk like this!

When he stepped diagonally on the white longitudinal line in the three-second zone, the soles of his feet and the floor produced a strong kicking force in an instant, this force made Yan Yufeng suddenly rise to the ground, and his body rotated, and his right hand grabbed the ball, followed his body, and drew a beautiful circle from bottom to top, and when he reached the highest point, he suddenly smashed down with a thunderbolt and thunder, and his destination was the basket that was already parallel to his eyes.

The crazy friction between the basketball and the net bag at high speed exploded a huge white wave, and the hand pulled the top of the basket fiercely, and with a powerful explosion-like force, it was heavily deformed and moaned.

"Bang!"

The basket is moaning, and the net waves are screaming.

But where are the people?

It was already under the basket, as if nothing had happened, only the sound of the shaking basket rattling made you feel the huge destructive power of this buckle!

All this will make your heart beat wildly without a trace of control, and an irrepressible pleasure rushes up your throat and makes you have to let out your loudest exclamation.

This is the strongest impact that Yan Yufeng brings to your soul with a 360-degree spin body and a 270-degree windmill slam dunk!

"Whew!"

Yan Yufeng roared violently, stretched out his right hand arrogantly, and pointed to the audience!

Excuse me! I'm here to kick the gym!

After the audience couldn't help but exclaim, there was a sudden silence.

Deathly silence!

Yan Yufeng walked back to his own warm-up half, looked at his teammates who were stupidly looking at him, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Look at anything, come up and warm up for me!" ”

Everyone jumped up as if they were splashed with hot water, and rushed onto the court in a hurry, no one would be angry or dissatisfied because of Yan Yufeng's commanding words, but suddenly like a different person, the spirit suddenly became invigorated, and the fighting spirit was like gasoline flowing all over the ground.

The wolves have come back to life!

"He's jumping higher than he was half a year ago, his posture is more beautiful, and his strength has increased to perfection! Alas, he's growing a little faster than I expected! Chen Dingjun was finally the first to speak, breaking the silence of the box.

"This, is this what you call the boy?" Zhang Dong is still stuck in an unbelievable mind.

"It's so beautiful! This is the most crisp and domineering dunk I've ever seen! Cao Hui sighed, his face completely full of extreme joy and sadness.

"Today's game is going to be a battle between dragons and tigers, and it's very exciting!" The keen Chen Dingjun said in an extremely affirmative tone.

Zhang Dong looked at the No. 8 who was standing on the court and shouting at his teammates to warm up speechlessly, and from him, he suddenly saw a kind of hope!

A spirit that I have been looking for for a long, long time!

Never give up, the tenacious spirit of moving forward bravely!

A kind of spirit that Chinese basketball lacks the most and has the most nothing!

Zhang Dong's eyes lit up, his breathing became short, and at this moment, No. 8 was like a treasure hunter who finally saw the entrance to the treasure after searching for more than ten years, and he was ecstatic.

In the box to the south, there was also silence.

Because the game has not yet started, the cameraman did not capture the peerless button just now, and everyone in the box can only recall this unforgettable button in their minds, relying on their memory.

At this moment, everyone knows the strange behavior of this No. 8 just now, so it is, so it is!

Hu Weidong breathed a sigh of relief, clapped the ferocity of this insolent No. 8, and then applauded the second palm for the wonderful buckle he performed just now, and then slapped the third palm for what would be an incomparably wonderful game that he could see with his own eyes.

"Lao Xu, have you ever seen a dunk like this?" The one who straightened his head finally relieved himself, and turned back to Xu Qiang and asked.

As the assistant coach of Jiangsu Nangang, Xu Qiang's mood still couldn't calm down at the moment, and he shook his head and sighed when he heard the words: "In China, it's my first time!" I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it! ”

"What didn't you expect?" Hu Weidong turned his head.

"I didn't expect that we Chinese would have such a flying man! And it's just a kid! Xu Qiangxing sighed.

"Lao Xu, I can't agree with this, isn't there a Chen Jianghua in Guangdong Hongyuan?" Flat head smiled.

"Oh, I forgot, but I didn't see that kid, he's only on the youth team now, and I've seen a flyer with my own eyes now!"

"It's a miracle to see a dunk like this in a high school basketball league!" Hu Weidong said slowly, his tone full of surprise and amazement.

"Yes, I really didn't expect to follow Lao Hu to see the excitement today, and I saw such a big excitement, I have eyes, haha!" Xu Qiang said with a smile.

"It seems that this small team has not been subjected to the huge pressure of the home of Jiuzhong at all, but has a fierce face to face Jiuzhong! This is a rare sight! Looking at the twelve middle schools that had begun to warm up, from their figures and movements, there was no trace of nervousness, and they couldn't help but be surprised.

"Lao Jiang is right, I have watched a few games in the ninth middle school, which team is not nervous when facing the ninth middle school, this small team is not afraid at all, but exudes a spirit to rush." Xu Qiang agreed.

"Jiang Bo, Lao Xu, it seems that the three of us are here at the right time this time, and a big war is about to be staged here!" Hu Weidong said with a smile.

"It's hard to say, some people dunk well, but the scoring is not necessarily high, and you can only wait until the game starts!" Xu Qiang said cautiously.

"Yes! It's all up to the game! Flat-headed Jiang Bo nodded in agreement.

Hu Weidong took a deep breath, and very clearly felt the fluctuation of his heart, which had been calm for a long time.

I'm really looking forward to this game!

When Yan Yufeng finished dunking, Lu Di and Xia glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's hearts.

He's really not ordinarily powerful!

When they saw him roaring and shouting at his teammates, both of them knew in their hearts that he was the soul and core of Beiyang Twelfth Middle School!

Summer waved his hand and shouted, "Play!" ”

Lu Di turned around, looked at his teammates who were silent, and suddenly smiled: "We have been robbed of the limelight, I think everyone understands what to do now!" ”

A cold light flashed in Di Zhen's eyes, and he grabbed a ball and walked on the field expressionlessly, and then Tan Baisheng, Ren Fei, Yang Huo and others stood up one by one and stepped into the field silently.

Lu Di smiled slightly, Yan Yufeng just deducted it, not only did not suppress our morale, but also aroused greater fighting spirit up and down the Ninth Middle School, hehe!

I really have to thank you, thank you for completely dispelling the idea of underestimating the enemy in the Ninth Middle School, wait, I will give a full table of Manchu Han immediately!

Lu Di knows very well the strength of his teammates, although he can't say that he can dunk like that just now, and he didn't even dare to do it, but everyone in the ninth middle school has their own ability, and there is also a very perfect set of dunks, Lu Di believes that they will take back the limelight that Yan Yufeng grabbed just now!

The audience suddenly burst into exclamations, and then immediately burst into cheers, Yan Yufeng turned his head with everyone and looked at the half of the ninth middle school.

I saw that all the players of the ninth middle school were on the side of the half court, dribbling the ball one by one, running to the basket in an orderly manner, it seemed that they were running the basket, but the final way of each running basket was: a fierce and diverse dunk.

Where all the players of the 12th Middle School were standing, staring blankly at the yellow jerseys of the 9th Middle School players jumping up one by one, or dunking to the basket with one or both hands.

Ren Fei spun in the air for half a circle, grabbed the ball with one hand and suddenly turned into both hands, and smashed the ball into the basket with a side spin, and suddenly there was a loud cheer.

As soon as Ren Fei fell, a person jumped up again, and one fell down with one hand and a graceful posture, which was known as Lu Di's successor, Di Zhen, the second captain of the Ninth Middle School.

Suddenly, a loud roar was heard, and a thick figure rose from the ground, and the fierce two-handed wheel ball smashed into the basket, "Bang! The basket suddenly screamed, and after the man finished dunking the basket, he didn't even come down, but leaned on it, pulling the basket tightly, until the basket was pulled down the oblique rod of the basket, and the man reluctantly fell, and at the same time roared loudly.

Xiang Jie's eyelids jumped, what a fierce slam dunk!

"That person is Yang Huo, who is known as the inner line crusher, the number one siege vehicle in the Ninth Middle School!" Gao Yuan frowned and looked at Yang Huo, who was still roaring something, he was simply a madman, and at the same time lowered his head and said to Xiang Jie.

Xiang Jie subconsciously shrank his neck, realizing that he was about to face this guy who looked twice as thick as himself, and his feet were a little weak.

"It's okay, and I'll help you!" Dazhu cheered for Xiang Jie.

Suddenly, Dazhu's expression also changed, and he saw a huge figure rushing to the basket at a very fast speed, and then grabbed the ball with one hand, with strong strength and its own weight, and poured it into the basket.

The audience once again burst into exclamations.

The visual sensation of such a huge object rushing towards it is not ordinarily strong.

"Bang!"

The hoop rang out again.

"He is the main center of the Ninth Middle School, Chang Meng, with a height of two meters and six meters, a weight of one hundred and twelve kilograms, and a big pillar, it depends on you!" Gao Yuan's expression didn't know whether it was schadenfreude or really helpless, and said quickly to Han Dazhu.

Da Zhu's face was bitter, but he immediately cheered up, and said repeatedly: "Remember to assist in defense, assist in defense!" ”

"That's the way it goes, but most of the time, you're on your own!" Gao Yuan mercilessly poked out half of Dazhu's illusions.

Han Dazhu couldn't help but show a depressed expression, and walked away alone, constantly muttering something in his mouth.

"Why are you going to hit them!" Yan Yufeng walked over and asked in a low voice.

Gao Yuan looked helpless, shrugged his shoulders and said: "I can't help it, sooner or later I have to let them know, it's better to let them be prepared as soon as possible!" ”

Yan Yufeng nodded with a heavy face, and looked at the warm-up slam dunk that was still performing in the ninth middle school, and his eyebrows raised.

"Long wind! Xiang Jie! Yan Yufeng shouted.

"What are you doing?" Ye Changfeng and Xiang Jie ran over.

"It's just you and me in the team, and Gao Yuan, the big pillar can dunk, although there are fewer people, but you can't be suppressed by the ninth middle school, so be it! I and Changfeng will have some difficult dunks, you and the captain, and Dazhu will have some imposing dunks, in addition, Zhai Yong! Yan Yufeng suddenly thought of something again, and shouted Zhai Yong's name.

"What, what's the meeting!" Zhai Yong still has the heart to joke now, but no matter how you look at it, it seems to be barely pretending.

"You help me and Changfeng toss crickets and empty balls, and Changfeng and I have something new!" Yan Yufeng's eyes flashed with excitement.

A fierce pre-game warm-up dunk contest with Jiuzhong made the game even more exciting.

Zhai Yong didn't understand for a moment, and muttered, "Why are you going to do this?" ”

"It's just a slam dunk contest!" Ye Changfeng lightly helped Yan Yufeng and replied, for the demonstration of the Ninth Middle School, Ye Changfeng couldn't stand it anymore!

“ok！ I'm the best at throwing balls! Zhai Yong suddenly understood and shouted excitedly.

Gao Yuan and Xiang Jie laughed, and at the same time looked at the still lively half of the ninth middle school, and thought to themselves: What's the big deal, it's time to watch our performance!

Yan Yufeng looked at Ye Changfeng face to face, and said in a low voice: "What are you best at!" ”

"It's okay in general, like a relay, I can still do the next move and then buckle!" Night Changfeng thought for a moment, full of excitement.

"Hehe, that's enough!" Yan Yufeng laughed, patted Ye Changfeng on the shoulder and said, "Come on, it's up to us now!" ”

"Yes! Let them see how powerful Beiyang is! Night Wind laughed like a child.

Everything has become interesting, and now Yan Yufeng and the others' hearts are full of jealousy with Jiuzhong, just to compare with you, who is afraid of whom?

Cao Hui in the west van looked at the warm-up dunk of No. 9 Middle School, shaking his head as he watched.

"No. 9 Middle School is so strong, how can there be so many good basketball seedlings?" Chen Dingjun was also amazed.

"Who's to say it isn't? Jiuzhong Middle School has always been a basketball school in Jiangsu Province, and a large number of good basketball seedlings are generally sent to Jiuzhong Middle School from major sports colleges and universities. Zhang Dong, who was familiar with the ninth middle school, shook his head and sighed.

"It's a tough game! Beiyang No. 12 Middle School! Cough! Chen Dingjun was full of pity.

"Hard to say!" Cao Hui is still firm in his opinion, with Yan Yufeng, it is not so easy for Jiuzhong to win!

"Look! Who knows if it doesn't get to the end? Zhang Dong didn't know which position he was standing on.

"Haha, this group of children from No. 9 Middle School is really good! Promising, promising! As the assistant coach of Nangang, Xu Qiang, saw the basketball performance of this group of children who were already half of Nangang, and his joy overflowed on his face.

"It's very good in the summer, I made a suggestion to the board of directors and the two departments of the sports institute last year to come to the Nangang youth team to help me in the summer, you see, I'm not wrong!" Jiang Bo is the head coach of the Nangang youth team, and he has long paid attention to the growth of this group of children.

Hu Weidong also nodded there, a club to become a strong team, the cultivation of talents is very important, he may only be able to play for another year or two, and Nangang wants to establish a foothold in the CBA, a place where the competition is becoming more and more intense, it must be like Guangdong Hongyuan, adhere to the cultivation of youth basketball talents, when he saw Yi Jianlian, Zhu Fangyu, Du Feng and other outstanding young people emerge so that Guangdong Hongyuan, which has the average strength, suddenly has the strength to win the CBA championship, Hu Weidong can't help but envy, Seeing that there is only Tang Zhendong in his team who is still mature but has great potential, but there is no excellent guard talent, Hu Weidong, who started as a scoring guard, can't help but worry about the future development of Nangang.

I am glad that Lu Di has grown, and after a few years of training, I believe that he will shine on the stage of the CBA, but what about the No. 8 in front of him?

After the game, everything will be clear!

Hu Weidong, who had been pondering, secretly made a decision.

Suddenly, an exclamation pulled Hu Weidong back from his contemplation, and he found that it was Jiang Bo who made it, and followed Jiang Bo's outstretched hand, Hu Weidong looked over.

The basketball was thrown high in the air, and a black figure slanted over, just catching the basketball that just flew to the highest point, and suddenly followed the castration of his fall, turned around and changed his hand, and narrowly smashed the ball into the basket.

"Yay!"

The teammates who were watching the performance cheered loudly, applauding the success of the air relay just now.

Yan Yufeng hugged Ye Changfeng and shouted, "Good job!" ”

"It's your turn!" Night Changfeng smiled.

"Look at me!" Yan Yufeng glanced at Zhai Yong, Zhai Yong willingly ran to the basket with the ball, when he ran to the basket, suddenly the master threw it to the rebound, everyone could see that this was a cricket ball that could never enter the basket, and the ball was really as everyone imagined, wiped off the right side of the basket obliquely, and then suddenly changed direction, jumped up, and threw it to the upper left side of the basket.

Yan Yufeng has jogged into the inside line from the left side of the three-point line at this moment, looked up at the castration of the ball, and at this time has stepped on the horizontal line of the three-second area, Yan Yufeng finally mastered the tumbling line of the ball, shouted, jumped with one foot, pulled up diagonally, and picked up the basketball in the air.

When he just caught the ball with his hand, Yan Yufeng's waist sank, and he was fierce again, showing his terrible stasis in the eyes of the audience.

The body took advantage of this stagnation, grabbed the basketball with his right hand, first his wrist sank, and then suddenly the basketball smashed into the basket from the right side.

"Bang!"

The basket snorted, painfully bearing the momentum of ten thousand equals.

The hand pulled the basket hard, but immediately let go and fell, Yan Yufeng fell to the ground and slowly straightened up.

The whole action was clean and neat, without a trace of mud and water, especially the terrible and extremely aesthetic stagnation in the air, coupled with the clever letting go after the dunk, which did not affect Yan Yufeng's fall after the dunk at all, but after seeing Yan Yufeng landing and standing upright, the audience realized the end of this aerial relay tomahawk-style heavy dunk.

"Beautiful!" Hu Weidong, who has always been calm, couldn't help but jump, it was so beautiful!

Whether it is in terms of difficulty, finishing posture, and the wonderful buckle joint, it is all perfectly completed.

This time, the cameraman didn't waste any more time, and kept replaying Yan Yufeng's wonderful actions just now from three angles.

"This person's dunk is not ordinary!" Di Zhen, known as the cold-faced Hades, finally spoke, his tone was still cold, but it was already surprising to be able to say such a thing.

"This girl can compete in the NBA All-Star Slam Dunk Contest!" Ren Fei, who has always been lively, also exclaimed with a staggered face.

"Hey, hey! A good dunk doesn't necessarily mean that the game is great! Jiang Yu still looked lazy, grabbing a ball and dangling it left and right.

"How about you wait a minute?" Tan Yum laughed weirdly.

"Humph!" Jiang Yu stopped talking and snorted coldly.

"If he dares to do this in front of me, he doesn't know how many times he will die!" Chang Meng's face was vicious.

Hearing this, Lu Di immediately walked over, slapped Chang Meng vigorously, and said, "Don't commit technical fouls!" I can't spare you when you get out of the basket! ”

"You know, don't do that, eat with pure skills!" Chang Meng smiled.

"I'm serious, the game is the game, don't play that set, we're the ninth middle school, don't lose the face of the ninth middle school!" Lu Di said lightly, his tone was very calm, but Chang Meng, who was familiar with the captain's temper, immediately trembled and said continuously: "I know, I know!" ”

"It's about to be a game, I didn't expect the other party to get up with us so early, this is the first time I've seen you!" Tan Baisheng walked over, looking at the performance in full swing, and attracted the attention of the audience in the middle of the twelfth half, worried.

"Well, I know, the coach has told us that this team is not the team that played against us in the past, this is a team that has come to challenge us, either stepping on us and walking over, or falling down and letting us climb over, how to say! To put it bluntly, in a word: the team that will cut off half of your flesh even if you die. Speaking of this, Lu Di couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh, that's an exaggeration!" Tan Baisheng frowned.

"Hey, do you know what the coach said to me about this team?" Lu Di smiled when he heard this.

"How to describe it?"

"Wolves!" Lu Di vomited these two words that represent fierceness and tenacity.

"Wolves?" Tan Baisheng Len Road.

"Isn't it, we'll find out later!" Lu Di glanced at the referee who was looking at his watch, and his heartbeat slowly accelerated.

It's almost time to start!

Yan Yufeng glanced at the referee, then at Lu Di, who was standing far away, and felt the temperature of blood rising little by little.

It's almost time to start!

Cao Hui raised his hand and looked at the table below, and muttered: "The game is about to start!" ”

Wang Xuechao raised his hand and shouted: "Give me back!" ”

Summer stood on the sidelines with his hands in his hands, watched his players walk back to the rest bench one after another, took a deep breath, looked at the scoreboard that was still 0:0 again, and crossed a thought in his heart: how much will it show in a few hours?

Hu Weidong moved his body, looked at the already empty court, and slowly became nervous.

The race is about to begin!

Yan Yufeng sat silently on the edge of the rest seat, carefully and slowly put the finger guard on the middle finger of his right hand, pulled the yellow wrist guard to his left arm little by little, and with the black wristband that still had lilacs, he couldn't help but kiss it, and said in his heart as if he was praying: Good luck to me!

"Toot!"

A loud and sharp whistle sounded in the Lanxiang Arena.

The audience suddenly let out a cry like a landslide and a sea crack: The overlord is the ninth middle school, invincible in the world!

The battle between Nanjing No. 9 Middle School and Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, the overlord of Jiangsu, finally sounded the fuse!

The invincible-for-tat of the brave

Great Qin Bingbing

2004-9-2

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