Campus Basketball (Part 3)

Chapter Ninety-Five: The Anger of the Absolute Realm

"Ah Jin, why are you hiding your speed? Also, why do you shoot a three-pointer when you rarely shoot a three-point in the game? You have so good physical strength that you can run a marathon, why do you always only play 20 minutes in the race? Tian Guang asked confusedly.

Che Jin's sweat all over his body, but without a trace of tiredness, showed a smile: "These opponents don't need me to go all out like this at all!" ”

"Then who in the whole country can let you go all out?" Tian Guang showed a look of admiration and asked impatiently.

"Even if it's Lu Di, now I have the confidence to defeat him, in my heart, only Shan Yu is my real opponent!"

"Shan Yu, that person who dominated the Southern District with his own strength, and fought against NB teams like Shenyang No. 30 Middle School in the North District and Yanjing No. 42 Middle School for three years, and only lost a trace of inferiority?" Tian Guang was stunned.

"Well, Shan Yu is too incompetent, his style of play is really handy against these teams in the South District, and he can't resist the teams in the North District that rely on his height, body, and technical and tactical play! In the past three years, our southern district has been pressed under the northern district, and now, it is long overdue to turn over! Let me go and challenge these masters of the North District! Che Jin was disdainful at first, but later he became more and more excited, and his hands danced openly.

"We will!" Tian Guang shouted.

"Well, because we are the strongest, the strongest, the most invincible team!" Che Jin clenched his hands firmly.

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In the past, the scenes were vivid in front of his eyes, and Che Jin, who was sitting on the rest seat, suddenly became energetic, turned his head to look at the coach, and said in a deep voice: "Coach, I think I have no problem!" ”

Hua Jun looked at his disciple in surprise, his current expression was no longer the depressed look he had just left, but the Che Jin who had completely recovered his passion.

When the first quarter reached six minutes, the crazy No. 8 had already rushed forward and backwards, without any idea of shooting, all of them were strong baskets, forced layups to make fouls, scored 9 points in a row, and caused two fouls by Che Jin.

It was entirely because of the outbreak of the first quarter on the 8th, and Beiyang No. 12 Middle School had opened the score to 17-8 in the shouts of more than 10,000 spectators.

Trailing by 9 points, Hua Jun decisively asked for the first timeout, and in the cheers of the audience, Hua Jun immediately changed the formation and sent another second center Ma Guan to strengthen the inside line and suppress the crazy inside play of No. 8.

For Che Jin, Hua Jun said: Think about how to fight yourself!

Lin Yi began to play the role of his second scoring point, and also let the audience see what it means to be a power forward.

Although Xiang Jie tried his best to defend, despite the help of his teammates, Lin Yi still relied on his excellent half-volley hook to score six points, and completely bit Beiyang No. 12 Middle School.

Xiang Jie once again helplessly leaned on this No. 7 and jumped up sideways, with a soft hook of his right hand, he sent the ball into the basket again, standing there, suddenly heard a whistle, Xiang Jie looked up in confusion, and then understood that the head coach also blew the team's first timeout.

Sitting on the rest seat, no one blames Xiang Jie, such a score, it is helpless to change anyone, but if it goes on like this, it is not a way at all.

"That No. 33 is like a hanging boot ghost, wherever I go, he follows, I can't get the ball at all!" Ye Changfeng said angrily, just now Zhai Yong tried to pass a ball and ran back and forth, but was almost broken, if it weren't for Xiang Jie's sharp eyes, this ball would definitely have to be snatched away by the other party, and there would be a fast attack, but because of the waste of time to save the ball, a 24-second violation was born depressed.

Dazhu completely belongs to a resistance point, and the opponent's oppressive ball play forces him to spend his whole body on defense, and on offense, it can only be a decorative role.

Zhai Yong can only pass the ball, scoring is impossible, Xiang Jie is even more on the inside, unable to return to the sky, and now the whole team, once again, can only be saved by Yan Yufeng.

Only at this point, Yan Yufeng seemed to have completely eaten the opponent's legendary first-class master Che Jin, and caused him to foul twice, which was a big victory and the only thing that the whole team had some comfort.

But Shang Lin was dissatisfied, very dissatisfied.

"Yufeng! Why is it that when Xiang Jie defends, you are a small forward, but you don't help the defense? Shang Lin asked loudly.

Yan Yufeng, who had been silent, raised his head and looked at Shang Lin, but he still didn't say anything.

"Your offense is too singular and stupid! I don't allow you to go it alone, and if a team can only have 4 people to defend, then this team is not a complete team, think about me for yourself! Plateau, you're on! Shang Lin said sharply.

Stupidity? This word is not a good word, and Ye Changfeng's face has even shown anger.

Yan Yufeng, who was the party concerned, still didn't speak, just buried his head deeply.

"Don't you play, think about it yourself!" Shang Lin said mercilessly.

The whole team suddenly made waves, and the buzzing sound also sounded, but in the earth-shattering shouts of the audience, Shang Lin didn't seem to hear it at all, and continued to assign tasks: "Xiang Jie, you have to pull to the outside line, the night is long, it is not advisable to ask for the ball in a single run, you should find a way to find a chance to get rid of the opponent from the human gap, and you must completely run back and forth in a wide range of two arcs."

Dazhu, resist the other party to the death, just now, you did a good job, keep it up!

Gao Yuan, your task is to organize the scoring and help defend the opponent's No. 7, liberate Zhai Yong, and make him the second scoring point of the whole team! Zhai Yong! Shang Lin shouted loudly.

"In!" Zhai Yong straightened up.

"Your three points are good, look for a vacancy, give me a desperate three-point shot, whether you score or not, you have to let the other party know your threat surname, the other party thinks your threat surname is greater, then, the more successful your task will be, do you know what I said?"

"Clear!" Zhai Yong replied excitedly, he didn't expect that in such a game, he could start and take on the responsibility of scoring, this time, it was not something he could have imagined.

"Well, let's play! Remember, don't fight with the opponent to attack, you have to work defense, no matter how good the offense is, it's useless to defend it, so it can only be a drain of physical strength! Shang Lin admonished and waved his hand to order the team to play.

Gao Yuan glanced at the lifeless Yan Yufeng worriedly, sighed, and wanted to say something, but he heard a whistle from the referee, so he had to walk on the field helplessly.

Yan Yufeng sat on the bench expressionlessly, and Shang Lin's words just now seemed to be piercing his heart, making him feel chills for a while.

A towel suddenly appeared in front of him, and when he raised his head, he saw that Shang Lin was already sitting next to him, and he said lightly: "Wipe your face first." ”

Yan Yufeng wordlessly took the towel and wiped it on his face.

"It's good to want to win, it's good to be able to score, and it's even better to be able to press the opponent's core under your feet, but do you know why I'm calling you stupid? Didn't you play? Shang Lin looked at the changes in the court, but said softly to Yan Yufeng, who was silent next to him.

Yan Yufeng shook his head, in his heart, he was surprisingly not angry with the coach, he just felt that after half a quarter, he seemed to be tired, and the breath in his chest, after venting, after the opponent left the game on the 21st, he actually made himself feel that he had no goal of the game.

"If a player plays on a grudge, if a team fights on a gamble, how long do you think they will last? A section? Two sections? Or is it the whole audience? Shang Lin continued to say slowly, he knew very well what was going on, and now what he had to do was to calm down his No. 8, just like the coach of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School who was still smiling not far away, the most needed thing between the two now was not to recover or pull away the score, but to face each other's biggest trump card, so that their buoyant fighting spirit could be re-calmed and returned to their place.

That's the most important thing, the game is still long, and the decisive battle is not now.

"You're in a very unstable mentality, and even though you're scoring, do you think it's the prettiest score? Or are you thinking that this kind of score is the best way to vent myself and numb myself! Yan Yufeng, you answer me! Shang Lin was still talking very calmly, but Yan Yufeng was already trembling.

"I '''''''''." Yan Yufeng finally spoke, but he could only say one word "I".

'You're calm on the pitch and you know how to win the game, and you don't need to be told, I can see it on video. Shang Lin continued, and then suddenly clapped his palm, only to see Zhai Yong running from afar, excitedly raising his right hand towards here.

Zhai Yong finally made a three-pointer, although this was after the second shot, but it didn't matter, at least, Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School began to review its defensive focus.

Shang Lin smiled, glanced at Yan Yufeng, who was looking at the court intently, and said: "Actually, every player here has their own abilities and characteristics, and they are completely a group of players who are very powerful and terrifying when they are combined!" ”

Yan Yufeng nodded involuntarily, and then suddenly thought of something, and thought deeply.

Shang Lin continued: "Actually, I don't need to say anything now, a really great player, or someone with great player potential, should know what to do now. ”

Yan Yufeng's whole body was shocked, and he raised his head to look at the smiling Shang Lin.

"I'm sorry, I thought about it for a night yesterday, and finally it became clear that in fact, this player's riot is not your fault, I, too, Gao Yuan is right, in terms of your usage, I am indeed very hesitant, although I haven't found the best way to use you now, but I think, in the current game, you should completely open your heart, lead your teammates who love you, to fight, to get the victory you can get, and then, take me again, and advance into Shanghai." Shang Lin said with a smile, especially when it came to the last sentence, the humorous language couldn't help but make Yan Yufeng almost smile.

But Yan Yufeng's mood now is starting to heat up, I didn't expect that the coach could admit his mistakes, although in his opinion, the coach is not wrong, but, to see a coach, a coach he admires very much so frankly admit his mistakes, Yan Yufeng also felt moved in his heart.

Just as Coach Wang Xuechao admitted his mistakes before joining the school team at that time, the simple Yan Yufeng suddenly put aside all indifference and revealed his innocent side.

"Coach, I '''''''', I was wrong!" As soon as Yan Yufeng opened his mouth, he apologized.

Shang Lin waved his hand and said, "Why are you talking about this now, sit here, recover your strength, and then, wait until the second quarter, and then have a showdown with that No. 21!" ”

"Why the second verse?" Yan Yufeng looked up at the scoreboard - 21-16. With less than a minute left in the first quarter, it suddenly fell.

"Time flies so fast, they resisted the attack of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, you see, when there is no you, they still play so beautifully, think about it, why is your play, score and scene still the same as now? Isn't it possible to change qualitatively like mathematics, where 1+1=2 does? Shang Lin looked at Yan Yufeng, his eyes showing the brilliance of wisdom.

Yan Yufeng was there, and the coach's words just now, if the ancient bell was like an ancient bell in the early morning, he suddenly rang his heart.

Isn't it possible to change qualitatively from 1+1=2 as in mathematics?

The coach's words rang in his ears again and again, and he suddenly felt someone pat him on the shoulder, looked at the smiling coach, and said: "This is a problem that bothers every basketball coach, because this is not only how the players themselves integrate into the team, but also the coach's tactics and the existence of many factors."

I'm guessing, maybe, hurricanes will be the solution to this problem, so, Yan Yufeng, are you willing to crack it? ”

"Yes!" Yan Yufeng replied excitedly.

"Well, let's wait for the second quarter, I think, the second quarter, it's time to realize the hurricane plan!" Shang Lin laughed and patted Yan Yufeng's shoulder, but what flashed in his eyes was a fierce killing intent.

"The other party's No. 21, I think he was just shocked by you for a while, he hasn't completely used his real efforts, pay attention to him, wait a minute, you don't need to defend him, let him come to you by himself!" Shang Lin understated, but spit out a sentence that made Yan Yufeng stunned for a long time.

"What? I'm not going to defend him? Yan Yufeng was puzzled.

"This is called going up and down the horse, eating the opponent's No. 11, letting Changfeng go to the top, as long as you prevent half of the ball, then, we will win!" Shang Lin explained.

"No problem, eat that number 11, I have 80% confidence!" Yan Yufeng flashed a murderous aura.

"That's eight out of 10 goals!" Shang Lin laughed.

"And 4 free throws!" Yan Yufeng's face regained strong confidence.

"Madness can make everyone feel afraid, but madness can't defeat people who really want to have victory, you have to know this, just now you were holding this breath, but if the anger is gone, what do you use to face the enemy?"

Yan Yufeng lowered his head and listened, suddenly smiled, and said, "Coach, I know!" ”

Wang Xuechao, who was far away, watched Shang Lin and Yan Yufeng sitting there chatting while worrying and scared, and when he saw Yan Yufeng's face gradually slower and smile, his heart in his throat finally let go, and he and Shi Guang clenched their fists with joy on each other's faces.

If a game can make Yan Yufeng change back, that is the best, if he can win again, then in this world, there is nothing more happy and perfect.

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When the whistle sounded in the second quarter of the game, Che Jin was like a hungry tiger with his head out, and he was the first to jump into the field, and then held his head high and looked at Beiyang's rest seat.

The scoreboard hanging high above the head hung there as if there was no sense of oppression, 23-18.

What is this 5-point gap?

Yan Yufeng slowly stood up, moved his neck slightly, and then stepped into the field, he didn't look at the car brocade that was eyeing him there, although he could feel his murderous eyes, but what matter, the wolves, tigers, jackals and leopards on the court have seen a lot, come one, slaughter one, come a pair, kill a pair.

Yan Yufeng glanced at the rest seat again, and Shang Lin, who was standing there, raised three fingers high, and then clenched them into fists fiercely, which was the signal to launch a hurricane attack.

Yan Yufeng couldn't help but think of Shang Lin's advice after the end of the first section.

"The goal of the hurricane is to control the backcourt rebounds, Xiang Jie, Dazhu, to grasp the rebounds to the death, Yan Yufeng, Ye Changfeng, you have to sit until the two arrows fly together, Zhai Yong makes up for it, and is ready to shoot outside the three-point line at any time.

Remember, let me run, to carry out the water chestnut running route, to let Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, you can't see your figure clearly at all, you only leave them with one serve after another. ”

Coach, you said it so well, then, please enjoy it, what is called a hurricane!

Yan Yufeng looked up at the sky and let out a long breath.

For the sake of victory, for the sake of advancing to Shanghai, please let me forget all the sorrows in my heart, and let this victory be my comfort!

The ball was sent from Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, and Huang Yan rushed in with a quick dribble, and next to him, Che Jin and Lin Yi were on both sides.

The three of them have been maintaining a triangular formation like a CS anti-terrorism team, Shang Lin suddenly frowned, stood on the sidelines and commanded loudly: "Go back, keep the high-end!" ”

At this time, before Shang Lin's words fell, Huang Yan suddenly quickly inserted it from the positive arc of the three-point line.

Zhai Yong shouted, moved to block it, and the night long wind on the side also came to the side, and at this time, Lin Yi and Che Jin, who were slowly pressing behind Huangyan, suddenly accelerated, and rushed in from the left and right sides like two long knives.

At this time, the ball in Huang Yan's hand was actually a low hand, and he almost handed it to Lin Yi, who had just passed by him.

The night long wind on the side defense couldn't react at all, and Lin Yi had already gotten rid of him, and ran into the basket at high speed, and could only shout loudly: "Xiang Jie!" ”

"Whew!" Xiang Jie finally made up from the bottom right side, and bravely blocked Lin Yi in the three-second zone.

Lin Yi twisted around, jumped up, held the basketball high with both hands, and then just glanced at it, and once again moved the ball in his hand horizontally to the left side.

Shang Lin, who saw it clearly, suddenly blurted out.

A pair of hands caught the ball like lightning, but before the ball arrived, the person had already rushed forward, so fast and agile, that no one on the field could see clearly.

In the small half, there were ten people hugging each other, but Che Jin was like a fish swaying straight up in the rapids, and the three-step layup posture made the reporters on the bottom line suddenly shout.

This is a huge swordfish, he was sharp and fast in an instant, he completely dodged away from everyone, and in front of Han Dazhu, who had not yet reacted, he jumped out of the water proudly, so that all the audience saw his one-handed heavy buckle full of strength and beauty.

"Drink!" When Che Jin felt his hand really touch the cold basket, he roared excitedly.

Falling to the ground arrogantly, Che Jin shouted loudly at a camera, and his hideous face almost made the audience in front of the TV suddenly excited.

"It's beautiful!" Even Shang Lin had to applaud this cooperation.

This opponent really surprised me, Shang Lin turned his head sideways and looked at the Hua army in the distance.

Hua Jun was still as calm as a rock, standing there with his hands in his hands, but Che Jin, who walked to his side, nodded slightly.

Che Jin laughed and returned to his place, everything will be back in my control.

Come on, number 8, and let me see how big you really are.

Leaning down, Che Jin grinned like a wolf, and looked at Yan Yufeng who was gradually approaching with sharp eyes.

It was still Zhai Yong who controlled the ball, and Yan Yufeng just took a quick step to the 45-degree three-point arc on the right side.

Huang Yan pressed, Zhai Yong dodged and ran in the opposite direction of Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng stood there, waiting for Zhai Yong to flash, turned sideways, clasped his hands to his chest, and blocked the chasing Huang Yan.

Huang Yan would not stop, turned around, and chased after him.

"Stupid!" Che Jin scolded and chased after Yan Yufeng in reverse.

The ball has been half-hung from Zhai Yong's hand, Yan Yufeng took a little probe, and he had already caught the ball, at this time, due to Zhai Yong's attraction, there was no one in front of him, how could Yan Yufeng hesitate, get up and throw.

As if out of thin air, Lin Yi actually jumped up sideways when Yan Yufeng jumped up, trying his best to cover it.

A trace of disdain flashed in Yan Yufeng's eyes, as if he didn't see a big hand in his eyes at all, and he flicked it out at his own pace.

"Brush!"

The ball slammed into the net with a crisp thud.

25-20, Beiyang still leads by 5 points.

Hua Jun beckoned to Huang Yan, and then said, "Don't panic, see the object clearly and then choose the surname to defend, understand?" ”

Huang Yan nodded, turned and ran to the front.

Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School pounced again.

Inheriting the set just now, Che Jin, Lin Yi, and Tian Guang pressed together again.

Shang Lin frowned, this way of playing is really strange, the local use of the number of people to intersperse breakthroughs, it seems very simple, but it requires a good tacit understanding of each other's cooperation, and now if it is another kind of change, then, Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School must be a team that is good at short-term cooperation.

Che Jin took the ball, and under the cover of the two teammates, he suddenly accelerated, and his speed made Yan Yufeng be thrown away again, but because there were too many local people, it was only a very short temporary surname, and Che Jin was immediately blocked by Xiang Jie.

A figure brushed in front of Xiang Jie, and Xiang Jie almost saw the disdain on the face of the No. 21 face.

The ball in his hand was gone, and it was Lin Yi who passed by.

The ball passed through Xiang Jie's waist in front of him, as if he were air.

Due to Xiang Jie's rash attack, the empty door under the basket was wide open, and Lin Yi lowered his hand and easily sent the ball into the basket, but at this time, Han Dazhu had already been attracted by the opponent's Wang Zhen far away to the other side of the three-second zone.

Che Jin once again let out a harsh laugh that made Beiyang No. 12 Middle School feel extremely harsh.

Shang Lin's expression finally sank.

As expected, Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School has a very terrible tacit understanding in the cooperation of short passes.

You have to come up with a countermeasure right away, of course, the other party won't always use this trick, so what other tricks do you have?

Shang Lin suddenly calmed down, because he had a decision in his heart.

Let me see the second section, let me see clearly how many changes you have in Guangzhou No. 1!

"Pull it up and pull it out as far as you can." Shang Lin ordered to Zhai Yong.

"Last year, Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School still had very few such cooperation, and the number of points was not much, but I didn't expect that a year later, it would improve so much!" Lu Di sighed.

"That's the manager, the level is good!" Hu Weidong nodded, his attention was now divided into two halves, the 21st, which really surprised him.

Such a player, in time, will become a potential threat to Nangang's opponent in the CBA.

Fortunately, we also have Yan Yufeng and Lu Di, thinking of this, Hu Weidong's determination is even greater, recruit Yan Yufeng into the team, and form a super backcourt with Lu Di, plus Hu Xuefeng and Tang Zhendong, the glorious moment of dominating the CBA is not far away.

Thinking of this, even if Hu Weidong was so old-fashioned, he almost laughed out loud.

Lu Di immediately found out and said strangely: "Uncle Hu, what are you laughing at?" ”

Hu Weidong even hid his smile, but still asked impulsively: "If you are on the same team as Yan Yufeng, do you want this?" ”

"What? A team, you mean ''''''''? Lu Di shouted.

Hu Weidong obviously saw Lu Di's surprise, smiled and waved his hand: "Everything is just an idea, let's watch the game now!" ”

Lu Di nodded again and again, looking at Yan Yufeng on the field, his heart suddenly opened up a lot, if he could be with this kid, then how wonderful this world would be!

Yan Yufeng in the game was a little anxious, the second attack in succession was in vain, Ye Changfeng was entangled, there was no advantage in the inner line, Dazhu and Xiang Jie couldn't catch the ball at all, and the ball could only be passed between his own hands and Zhai Yong, and Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School seemed to want to see such a situation, Yan Yufeng took the ball, almost no difficulty, but Che Jin's defense began to make him feel a huge pressure coming.

This guy has a lot of small means, he can't get the ball into the inside line at all, and for his performance in the first quarter, Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School's defense has become a lot tighter, except for shooting on the outside, he has no other chance.

In terms of offense, Yan Yufeng's heart is getting cooler and cooler, this No. 21, the acceleration is super fast, and he moves sideways and dodges like a fish swimming in the water, easily.

"Stand out!" The ball was thrown from Yan Yufeng's hand again, but because of the distance and Che Jin's judgment and the correctness of the jump, Yan Yufeng knew that the ball would definitely not go in the moment he shot, and he roared when he landed, and then the head of the hoist rushed back.

The ball really landed on the basket and bounced, and was immediately taken by Lin Yi in his hand, and then he didn't stop at all, and threw it directly to the front court.

"Damn it!" Yan Yufeng scolded, but another doubt flashed in his heart.

Who can catch such a ball speed? Unless they have a super 100m speeder in their team.

A number flashed from his mind, Yan Yufeng was startled, and hurriedly raised his eyes to look for the past, a blue figure, from the bottom line on the other side, soared straight to the basket at high speed.

With an angry shout, Yan Yufeng twisted his body and rushed over diagonally.

The spectators in the stands let out a loud shout, because they clearly saw that their No. 8 and the opponent's arrow figure launched a speed competition in this short stadium of more than 20 meters.

On the rest bench of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, all the players stood up with a sigh and looked at the court with wide eyes.

They believe in Yan Yufeng's speed, and the players of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School on the other side also believe in the speed of their opponents without exception.

Che Jin glanced at Yan Yufeng rushing over diagonally, with a trace of disdain on his face.

Do you know why someone calls me Overlord Gun?

Guns want to kill, then, speed is the first factor, and I, Che Jin, let me see my acceleration of twenty meters!

Che Jin looked at the basketball again, which had begun to fall, shouted, and accelerated again.

Yan Yufeng doesn't care so much, although he is the first to defend, but the speed of this No. 21 is too terrifying, he can catch up with him later, thinking of this, Yan Yufeng's fighting heart burned again, and he also roared loudly, rushing with all his strength.

The ball is in the air, and the two figures are racing against it, and they are also racing against each other, and the final stop is to see who the ball falls on.

The absolute field that is expected to be in a race has really begun.

At this time, the wind is their companion, and the eyes of the more than 10,000 spectators in the audience and the loud shouts have become the best items for their whitewashing.

"I won't let you get away with it!"

Yan Yufeng was screaming wildly in his heart.

Cha Jin has already begun to reach out his hand, he has accurately grasped the final landing point of the ball, the smile is on his face, he will end this fast break with an extremely wonderful dunk.

Look! Poor No. 8, I want you to know what a real Overlord gun is.

"Ahh Seeing that the chase was powerless, Yan Yufeng finally yelled helplessly.

Che Jin finally received the ball, followed his usual surname, and directly left Yan Yufeng behind, and then, just took two steps forward, and then jumped up step by step, its height was no less than the buckle that Yan Yufeng threw and picked up in the first quarter.

The most surprising thing is that Che Jin actually came to a wheel-arm windmill, and the rough ball wind, coupled with the speed of the jump, made this wheel-arm windmill extremely tense.

"Whew!" The audience erupted in an involuntary exclamation, and even the commentators at the scene screamed.

And Yan Yufeng stood behind and clearly saw this dunk.

In the past, I always let others watch me buckle, and what I saw was all in the NBA video, but this time, it was less than five meters away in reality, which made Yan Yufeng also stunned.

Looking at Che Jin's soaring posture and the extremely powerful dunk, Yan Yufeng suddenly laughed.

Very happy smile.

Sometimes, such a pair can make you have two changes.

One, you are scared and trembling.

Two, you are more excited and brave.

Yan Yufeng belongs to the latter, as long as he laughs, you can always feel the excitement that is coming soon.

No longer care about the players of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School who are screaming and shouting, no longer listen to Che Jin's arrogant roar, nor do they look at the comfort and encouragement of their teammates.

Yan Yufeng smiled as he walked towards the front court.

Looking up at the score, 30-30.

Finally a draw.

All right! Since God actually gave me such an opponent, why can't I, Yan Yufeng, smile happily?

Overlord gun, you are really powerful, your speed, your bounce, your body's agility, all amaze me.

But what is it?

Our showdown has only just begun.

This is my home turf, and I will not allow you to go wild here.

Turning around to look at Shang Lin, Yan Yufeng raised his hands, Shang Lin nodded, and stretched out his hand to signal for a change.

Ouyang Shangzhi, who was at a loss, stood up, and after Shang Lin pushed his hand, he seemed to be sober up a little and began to run happily to the rostrum.

Yan Yufeng glanced back at Ye Changfeng, and then raised his hand to the latter.

Night Changfeng's depressed face showed a hint of relief.

Come on!

Let me show you a real hurricane attack.

Even if you fight a positional battle, it will not be able to resist, and our attack will start with lightning.

Angry Che Jin

Great Qin Bingbing

2005-4-1

PS: Please tune in to Chapter 96: Lightning Assassin of the Absolute Realm

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