The locker room of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Yufeng didn't speak, there was silence in the room, everyone knew that the first half was not good, and everyone's performance could not be described as bad.

Yan Yufeng had a calm face, he unscrewed the mineral water bottle, drank it in a big gulp, until he drank a bottle completely, he threw the bottle on the ground, and the sound he made was clear to his ears, and everyone's heads were lower.

"Why can't we play at the level we were training for, even half of it?" Yan Yufeng seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was questioning everyone.

"Is it because the opponent is too powerful? Or have we never been confident? Yan Yufeng raised his head and looked at the whole team.

"Why do you always drop the chain? Please think about this carefully. No matter how good the tactics are, it's just a heart that is strong and not admitting defeat! Yan Yufeng said, he saw that no one was willing to stand up, and he stopped his intention to continue talking in disappointment.

Compared with the dullness of the locker room of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, the locker room of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School is very lively. Luo Xun let everyone shout, he clearly knows that a team needs to be released and indulged, and such a team can be wild and full of combat effectiveness.

The situation in the first half made him very satisfied, and he successfully dragged down No. 8, so that the second half of the game can be expected to be very easy, and his main force basically rested in the second quarter, which also made Luo Xun feel extremely confident.

"No. 8 isn't much stronger than us!" Liu Wei said loudly.

"How strong can you be?" Qian Hao, who was in charge of defending Yan Yufeng, rolled his eyes, and he said to Feng Yong, who didn't speak much: "Yongzi, you can talk about it." ”

Feng Yong didn't look like he wanted to chat, but when he saw that the whole team was looking at him, he had to say a few words: "I've never seen anyone more powerful than him, I can't even prevent it for three minutes, I don't know why you think he's not strong!" ”

Liu Wei's face showed annoyance, he felt that Feng Yong was accusing him, so he said: "Hmph, his height and strength are here, if you change Wang Yan to defend it, I don't believe it can't be prevented!" ”

Wang Yan rolled his eyelids, snorted lightly, and looked at Liu Wei with a calm face, who was not to be outdone, and glared back.

Zhang Li didn't want to say more, but when he heard Liu Wei lead the troubled water to Wang Yan, he immediately said: "What nonsense, No. 8 is powerful, but he can't beat our entire team, on the basketball court, the role of one person is never as important as a group." ”

"Well said!" Luo Xun felt the need to lead this topic in the direction of positive energy, he walked out, stood in front of the whole team, and said loudly: "We are a whole, a team, everyone can defeat strong opponents by doing their part." In the second half, everyone has to keep their focus in the first half, and our goal is to qualify, to appear in the national finals! ”

"Appear!" Everyone shouted in unison.

Luo Xun nodded with satisfaction, he stood in front of the tactics board and began to explain some tactics in the second half.

The camera returned to the stands, taking advantage of the halftime break, the audience was relieved, Garcia took a sip of the Coke brought by his friend, and listened to everyone discuss the technique of No. 8, shooting, footsteps, bounce and so on.

Martin said: "I see that many of the techniques on No. 8 are very American, different from the Chinese I knew before!" ”

Wilson doesn't think so: "Hehe, I look the same, just a little better than other Chinese!" ”

The two began to argue about this issue, and Garcia saw that they were arguing and arguing, so he said: "Isn't there still a second half, and after reading it, make conclusions, is there a lot of saliva?" Fight now! ”

Seeing that the boss spoke, the two went down the steps, and after a while, there was a laughing conversation about the topic of girls.

After sitting for a while, the audience began to come back, and more people began to walk into the stadium, and more people came to hear the news.

However, the stadium with 1,000 seats has the appearance of 600 spectators at this moment, and the stands are gradually becoming noisy, and the corridors and aisles are full of people.

At this moment, the two teams began to walk out of the locker room and onto the pitch to start the warm-up activities of the second half.

Yan Yufeng stood on the outside line, dribbling back and forth, and without moving his footsteps, the basketball circled left and right under his crotch, which looked pleasing to the eye.

Yan Yufeng's dribbling action, naturally some people paid attention to it, and some people began to point fingers at him, telling new friends that this person was more powerful.

Then Yan Yufeng's dribbling began to change, he began to slide and dribble on the left and right, and kept pulling back the basketball, his movements were gentle and freehand, which caused a whistle in the stands.

The generals of Beiyang don't know why Yan Yufeng is like this, it's strange to watch, you must know that usually, Yan Yufeng just simply dribbles, and then starts shooting, and there is no such fancy dribbling skills.

Kitano asked Kamichi, "Can you?" ”

The corners of Shangzhi's mouth rose, and he asked rhetorically: "Won't you?" ”

"It's a little bit, but it's not as smooth and natural as Team Yan." Kitano replied honestly.

Shangzhi stopped talking, pursed his lips, and said to himself in a tone that was so light that he could only hear himself: "Of course I will!" ”

Yan Yufeng ignored his gaze and continued to dribble, in his heart, he had his own plans, in the third quarter, he had to show more techniques and release more lethal offenses.

The dribbling warm-up at this time is precisely for this sitting preparation.

When the referee trio appeared on the court, Yan Yufeng stopped dribbling, he pulled Sun Ming to the side, and said: "In the third quarter, you follow me, remember, keep your attention, as long as you catch my pass, you will shoot, and if someone comes to wrap me, you have to pick me up." ”

"Hmmm! I know! Sun Ming vaguely guessed something from Yan Yufeng's solemn expression, and he asked, "In the third quarter, are you going to fight by yourself?" ”

"Well, I don't believe in this evil, I want to see who can stop me!" When Yan Yufeng spoke, his cold tone made Sun Ming can't help but shrink his neck.

"Well, you have to be careful not to get hurt!" Sun Ming reminded.

"Don't worry!" Yan Yufeng smiled, he looked at the players of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School in the other half, and thought to himself: "If you will get injured like this, then what basketball will I play?" ”

Looking back, he said to everyone: "In the third quarter, I, Mo Feng, Lu Hua, Beiye, and Sun Ming go first!" ”

Then he pulled the named people to his side and explained: "Later, we need everyone to be prepared to retreat, in terms of offense, anyone who receives the ball can attack, don't think about others, as long as there is a gap to shoot." ”

"Understood?" Yan Yufeng asked again, seeing that everyone nodded, he stretched out his hand and put it in the middle, everyone stretched out their hands one after another, Yan Yufeng said: "We won't lose, we won't!" ”

It's not an accident to say come on, this is more like a promise, everyone's expressions froze, after saying this, Yan Yufeng turned around and walked away, he didn't need help, this section, he wanted to completely release himself, he wanted to see what his hard work, his sweat, and his persistence were like in the past year.

Mo Feng stood behind, looking at Yan Yufeng's back, he inexplicably felt a loneliness, this unparalleled young man who galloped in the eyes of others was still alone on the road.

In the third quarter, it was still a player from Beiyang, Yan Yufeng stood in the penalty area, waiting for Sun Ming to give him the bottom ball.

Sun Ming threw the ball to him, Yan Yufeng waved his hand at him, and then slowly dribbled forward.

Sun Ming overtook him lightly, he didn't look at Yan Yufeng's expression, but he had to be, his good brother, would definitely not let him down.

In the third quarter, Shenyang No. 2 Middle School replaced all the main lineup, Qian Hao still maintained high morale, and when he saw Yan Yufeng crossing the middle line, he was eager to step forward.

Mo Feng stepped forward and wanted to make a block for Yan Yufeng, but when he saw Yan Yufeng waving his hand at him, he had no choice but to give up, retreat to the inner line, and continue to fight hand-to-hand with Wang Yan.

Yan Yufeng slowly dribbled to the top of the three-point line arc, Qian Hao slid up, he knew that No. 8's change of direction was extremely fast, he took a sideways defense, put on one side, and defended the other, so that he could completely force the opponent to break through his weak side, and someone on the weak side would naturally make up for the defense, so that No. 8 fell into the trap of the double bag.

But the wishful thinking failed, Yan Yufeng stepped down with one hand and dribbled, the basketball bounced up from behind his hips and landed in the right hand of the receiver, and then Yan Yufeng's body tilted to the right side.

Then he slid to the right side with a fast-paced step of his feet, grabbed the basketball with his right hand and pulled the ball to his waist, and lifted the ball with his left hand.

It's actually a shot!

A thought of surprise flashed through Qian Hao's mind.

Half a meter before the top arc of the three-point line, Yan Yufeng dribbled behind his crotch, slid to Qian Hao's defensive strong side, and decisively shot a cushion.

Qian Hao was completely unprepared, he didn't have time to stretch out his hand, he had already seen the basketball quickly rolling towards the sky, he raised his head to follow the flight trajectory of the basket, and saw that the basketball fell into the basket accurately, because it was a hollow net, the white basketball net fell into a pebble like a calm lake, splashing snow-white waves.

Yan Yufeng maintained the posture of shooting, raised his right hand high, and retreated expressionlessly.

The spectators in the stands rang out with sparse cheers, and more people felt that the sudden shot of No. 8 was too abrupt and not a reasonable choice.

Garcia also applauded, in his heart he admired the number 8 very much, his technique and physicality surprised him, and this goal, he was also a little surprised.

Because of such a confident shot, it is rare for Chinese players he is familiar with.

Shenyang No. 2 Middle School held the ball to attack, a few passes, they have seen through the quality of Beiyang's defense, the pass seems easy and freehand, when the ball runs from the right side to the left Wang Yan, he receives the ball and turns around a hook hand, the basketball smashes into the frame, and Mo Feng, who has just chased over in front of him, shows a helpless expression.

Yan Yufeng's face was like stagnant water, he didn't seem to care about Shenyang's score, and he didn't care about the score of the redraw, the number of 30:30 at this moment was not important to him.

Yan Yufeng took the ball and walked forward, his pace was very slow, so that the pace of the game was lowered a lot, and the others in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School had already settled down, so the nine people on the field all turned their faces sideways and looked at Yan Yufeng who was gradually coming.

Qian Hao had already expanded beyond the three-point line, and he didn't think that the ball was an accident just now, so he felt that it was better to further amplify his defense.

Coming to No. 8, Qian Hao reached out to interfere with his dribbling, but Yan Yufeng dodged and changed direction from his left side, so fast that Qian Hao had no reaction, as if he had crossed a wooden stake.

Yan Yufeng was as calm as an iceberg, as early as when Qian Hao had a tendency to stretch out his hand, he had already thought about the next response, and at the moment when Qian Hao's center of gravity was premised, he changed direction in front of the sphere with his right hand and swept to the left.

After one step past Qian Hao, one step before Yan Yufeng, it was the three-point line, he once again made an unexpected move to the audience, a forward step, Yan Yufeng stood outside the three-point line on the left wing, and shot a very fast shot.

This time, Yan Yufeng stood there straight, raising his shooting hand, and watched the basketball fly out of a height that was only slightly above the top edge of the rebound, and flew towards the basket.

When I saw the basketball pass through the basket, the ball was so fast that even the net didn't seem to be shaking, so I turned around and walked back.

33:30。

This time, the stands sounded more cheers than the last time, two consecutive three-pointers, so resolute that the audience's vision was greatly satisfied, they applauded, applauded, and applauded.

Luo Xun was very keenly aware that No. 8's behavior was completely different from the first half, he hesitated to call a timeout, but the game only started for a minute, and there were still a few minutes before the normal timeout, so he beckoned to Zhang Li and said: "Let Qian Hao not be reckless, just lead the defense!" ”

So Zhang Li ran back to the court and shouted at Qian Hao, Qian Hao was a little inexplicable, he looked at Zhang Li and gestured, the latter ran over and shouted: "The coach told you not to want to steal him, keep on guard, don't make a mistake in your brain!" ”

"Okay!" Qian Hao felt very aggrieved, it didn't seem to be his fault, the opponent's character suddenly exploded.

Shenyang No. 2 Middle School attacked again, this time, Wang Yan seemed to be vindictive, he forcibly chiseled Mo Feng on the inside, this time, Mo Feng desperately topped, Wang Yan's back turned and shot out of the basket, and Yan Yufeng, who had been added from the outside, took off the rebound.

Yan Yufeng, who won the rebound, did not launch a fast attack, as he did in the previous two rounds, he maintained a slow rhythm of dribbling and walked towards the half of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School with the ball.

This time, even the others in Beiyang knew Yan Yufeng's thoughts, and what they had to do at this time was to stand where they should stand, and then wait for Yan Yufeng to come.

This time, Qian Hao was nervous for no reason, he wanted to guard against this ball, and said to himself hypnotically: "There are only three good things, his ball, it must be impossible to score again!" Definitely! ”

Yan Yufeng swept Qian Hao coldly, he looked up at the audience, at this moment, in his perspective, everyone was a phantom, except for the orange basket, which was extremely clear.

He dribbles the ball under one crotch, the basketball bounces off his left back, pulls the basketball back with his left hand, and with a low shot in front of the body, the basketball comes to the right side, catches the basketball with his right hand, and carries the basketball to the left side again.

At the same time, Yan Yufeng's body has been sliding in the same direction with the basketball, his shoulders will sink his shoulders every time he catches the ball, and his upper body above the waist and abdomen will also swing in the same direction in the process of sinking his shoulders.

Two large pulls on the left and right sides, Qian Hao didn't know how to defend at all, he could only use regression to deal with it, even so, his center of gravity was like a demon, still following Yan Yufeng's rhythm, shaking, following.

Yan Yufeng can kill Qian Hao in seconds with any change of direction at this moment, but Yan Yufeng no longer has any intention of attacking Qian Hao, at this moment, he just wants to release his desire to attack.

So just when Qian Hao's soldiers were defeated and retreated, Yan Yufeng suddenly pulled the ball and hugged it, bent his knees and jumped, his jumping height was not high, but his whole body was released with the action of lifting the ball and shooting, which made everyone who looked at him feel the extremely beautiful shooting visual effect.

This time, Yan Yufeng did not maintain a shooting posture, his hands were like the wings of a fighter plane at the take-off and landing site of an aircraft carrier, and after he shot, he began to row behind him and put it behind his hips.

With his hands behind his back, Yan Yufeng stepped back, and at the same time, his eyes did not leave the basketball flying in the air, until the basketball shot directly through the basketball net like a guided missile, he stood still, and then he raised his right hand, shook it in the air a few times, and finally turned around and walked towards his own half.

This time, the stands finally erupted into an extremely unanimous exclamation, not only this is Yan Yufeng's continuous three-point hitting, but also because this ball is a shooting combination action after dribbling continuously, the most important thing is that the ball is at least more than two meters away from the three-point line, which is an extremely long shooting distance, so that everyone can see the trajectory of the basketball gliding in the sky, and in the hearts of every spectator, a prayer suddenly arises, praying that this ball can be hit.

But once they really saw the basketball hollow through the net, everyone couldn't help but start to marvel, shake their heads, and shout.

Luo Xun felt a little black in front of him since he hit this three-point shot, there is no doubt that No. 8 is crazy, he has now given up sharing the ball, he is going to start taking over the game, he pulled out a sharp butcher knife, and slashed at the neck of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School.

"That's it, baby, good ball, pretty!" Garcia couldn't express his mood at the moment, he stood up, in front of his seat, jumping and shouting, his unemotional action also infected the surrounding audience, for the subtle Sure enough, most of the foreign student audiences in the Beiyu Arena at this moment, they are more likely to enter a state of excitement, and they will not hide their fiery hearts.

After Yan Yufeng hit the third three-pointer, the Beiyu Arena began to boil.

Mo Feng said to Lu Hua: "Let's leave the offense alone, let's do a good job of defense." ”

Lu Hua's expression was a little helpless, he heard Mo Feng's words, nodded his head, and said, "I know." ”

Sun Ming ran over, as if to explain Yan Yufeng's solitude, he said: "Don't be discouraged, he's just too depressed, let him vent." ”

Thinking of everyone's performance in the first half, Mo Feng suddenly felt that he deserved it, he ran to his own field, and said to Lu Hua who was walking side by side: "We dragged him back, we shouldn't complain." He has already given us a chance! ”

Mo Feng's thoughts represent most of the people in the North Anode, at least a small number, even if there are objections in their hearts, at this moment, who dares to speak out?

Perhaps because Yan Yufeng's fiery three-point shot aroused the anger of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, Ye Kun came to the court with the ball, and when he came to the three-point line, he suddenly raised the ball and jumped up and shot a three-pointer.

The basketball was smashed out of the frame, Mo Feng easily got the rebound, and after landing, he went to find Yan Yufeng.

Because he understands that this is an unspoken rule of basketball, whoever feels hot can get the right to continue firing.

Yan Yufeng stood on the periphery, and when he saw Mo Feng holding the basketball, he opened his hand to ask for it.

When the basketball came to his hand, Yan Yufeng slapped the ball and walked forward, and in the stands, an inexplicable uproar suddenly broke out, and everyone was already looking forward to the fourth attack of No. 8.

Will he still shoot a fourth three-pointer? Will it still go in?

Everybody is thinking so.

Many people stood up and craned their necks to look.

Yan Yufeng completely ignored these sudden noises, he dribbled forward unhurriedly, this time, Luo Xun suddenly shouted: "Go to two people!" ”

Just like a battle in formation, Qian Hao and Zhang Li fought out from outside the three-point defense line, standing in an inverted triangle with great momentum, looking at Yan Yufeng who was gradually approaching.

Yan Yufeng's face was expressionless, that kind of appearance made everyone in Shenyang No. 2 Middle School grit their teeth, but this could not stop Yan Yufeng's cruel intention to kill.

When he saw Shenyang No. 2 Middle School sacrificing a double bag, Yan Yufeng suddenly accelerated, he began to move sideways from the right sideline, Qian Hao chased after him, and Zhang Li began to look for the second blocking point.

When Qian Hao had come to the left side of Yan Yufeng, Yan Yufeng suddenly pulled the ball in a brake, changed his right hand to his left hand to dribble, and directly let Qian Hao rush in front of him, after getting rid of Qian Hao's chase, Yan Yufeng dribbled straight forward, Zhang Li just stood in the blocking position, Yan Yufeng threw the ball forward, jumped forward with both feet, and bounced up directly again when he landed, catching the basketball that just bounced up with both hands, and in front of Zhang Li, he blatantly stopped and jumped.

The two were only a dozen centimeters away from each other, but Zhang Li was frightened by Yan Yufeng's resolute desire to attack, and he expected many changes in his mind, but there was no one.

Yan Yufeng jumped so high that his waist and abdomen had come to Zhang Li's face, and Zhang Li didn't dare to move, because now any forward pressure action could be fouled by the referee and infringe on the attacker's cylindrical area.

So what the audience saw was that he opened his hands, but did not move, which was more like a surrender to No. 8.

The basketball is flying through the sky, and the result of the ball being too fast is that many people don't see clearly that the basketball has smashed into the basket and reflected into the frame.

But the referee Lu Yuan saw it clearly, and while he was shocked by the amazing hot hand of the No. 8 player at the moment, he stretched out his hand to indicate that it was a three-point shot.

Yan Yufeng, who landed on the ground, did not change his expression in the slightest because of the fourth hit, which made Zhang Li, who came back to his senses, couldn't help but shout at him loudly: "What are you pretending?" ”

Yan Yufeng glanced at him strangely, and his frozen face finally changed.

"I can afford it!" He threw it down and turned away.

Looking at Yan Yufeng's distant back, Zhang Li almost bit his lip, and dragged his hands tightly.

"Grass, grass, grass!" Luo Xun finally couldn't control himself and broke out, he broke out in a row, and spun around in place, still not knowing how to deal with it.

"Pause, pause!" He couldn't care so much anymore, and shouted at the technical table.

"Wang Yan, you have the longest height and arm span, and you move fast, you go to defend No. 8!" Seeing that the players had all come down to the field, Luo Xun glared at him and ordered Wang Yan.

Wang Yan's expression was very irritable at the moment, he was very upset by Yan Yufeng's consecutive goals, and when he heard the head coach's words, he thought: It's exactly what I want!

"Understood, coach, leave it to me!" Wang Yan assured.

Wang Yan's rare initiative made Luo Xun stunned, but at this time, he didn't have time to think about it, and he said to Zhang Li and Qian Hao: "You two people, you must stand on both sides behind Wang Yan, No. 8 breaks through from any direction, you all have to step forward to seal it, understand?" ”

"Understood!" The two shouted in unison.

Yan Yufeng's murderous aura also aroused the pride hidden in the heart of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, the more high-pressure they were, the more they resisted, were not afraid, and did not retreat.

"Three people, I don't believe I can't stop him! He also grew up eating, and so do you, cheer me up and fight him to the death! Luo Xun tore off his usual calm disguise, at this moment, he is more like a crazy gambler.

He put all his bets on the table, and today is the day of life and death.

"Kill!" The whole team shouted, everyone's hands were put together, and they let out an earth-shattering roar again: "Kill!" ”

This sound reached the stands, the Beiyang bench, and Yan Yufeng's ears.

Yan Yufeng stood up, he twisted his neck, shook his shoulders, and finally, he looked at the passionate Shenyang No. 2 Middle School bench, and a sneer flashed on his face.

Come on, can I hold it down, or can you bear it!

The two teams that returned to the field had completely different momentums, Beiyang's side was extremely quiet, while Shenyang No. 2 Middle School was like their red players, burning bright flames.

The game resumes.

Shenyang No. 2 Middle School launched an attack, and their attack this time was even more crazy, whether it was with the ball or without the ball, they all desperately hit the inside line of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School.

There is no order, they need to vent the skyrocketing adrenaline in their bodies, and in the end, Liu Wei insisted on pushing Mo Feng and Lu Hua to defend and hit the ball into the frame.

And Yan Yufeng did not participate in the defense, he stood on the three-point line and looked coldly at the attack of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School.

Sun Ming was about to serve, but found that Shenyang No. 2 Middle School had changed its tactics, and at the moment they were implementing the full-court marking tactics, and Yan Yufeng's side was standing beside the two of them.

Zhang Li and Qian Hao were beside him, standing one after the other, opening their hands and surrounding Yan Yufeng.

Kitano was the first to react, ran to the baseline, and went to receive the serve.

Catching the basketball, he ran forward quickly, and Ye Kun, who was defending him, chased after him.

Yan Yufeng frowned slightly, when he saw that Kitano had already passed half the game, because he didn't move, the two people in front of him didn't move.

It's so interesting!

Yan Yufeng thought with a sneer in his heart.

The spectators in the stands also saw this strange scene, boos and whistles, and they wanted to see the performance of No. 8, but the countermeasures taken by the opponent were too shameless.

Yan Yufeng took a step forward and walked forward, and Qian Hao and Zhang Li also moved.

Suddenly, Yan Yufeng made a forward action, which made them suddenly move at high speed, but then Yan Yufeng took a left step and came directly to the outside of the sideline of the court, and then ran along the sideline at full speed.

The two people who were deceived by Yan Yufeng spread their feet and chased after them.

Yan Yufeng felt like he had changed the playing field, and when he came to a rugby game, he suddenly changed direction again, along the middle line, and went straight horizontally.

Behind, the sound of Zhang Li and Qian Hao yelling and chasing finally attracted the attention of Ye Kun, who was originally following Fang Yekun, and when he looked up, it didn't matter, only to see that Yan Yufeng had already come to him.

Kitano took advantage of Ye Kun's distraction and rushed through at high speed from in front of him, and then he heard Yan Yufeng's shout: "Go, kill in!" ”

Kitano's blood is boiling, the faster he runs, at this moment, the stadium is full of empty passages because of the full-court marking tactics of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, and in front of Kitano, it is a straight and unmanned road.

He no longer knew if he was chasing the basketball at the moment, or the basketball was chasing him, Kitano tried his best to control the basketball, ran towards the inside line of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, and rushed forward.

Behind him, Yan Yufeng followed at high speed, he felt the madness of Kitano, and his mind seemed to flash the same short but fearless figure a year ago.

Liu Wei and Wang Yan have begun to gather high in the penalty area, they must block the fast attack delusion of the short No. 12, and at the same time, they also see the No. 8 behind.

"Block them!" Head coach Luo Xun shouted from the sidelines.

"Go!" Someone in the stands yelled in English.

The two red shadows in front of him had already merged into a huge real shadow like a mountain, Bei Ye hesitated, hesitated, his pace couldn't help but slow down, and Yan Yufeng behind him felt Bei Ye's abnormality.

"Empty pick-up!" Yan Yufeng didn't care whether Bei Ye understood it or not, after he shouted this sentence, his body began to change his travel route, and he moved slightly to the right sideline.

Kitano had already come to the three-point line, and one step further, it was the free throw line, and he heard a voice shouting at this time: "Open catch!" ”

I don't know what I'm thinking in my mind, Beiye picked up the basketball and ran diagonally to the left, Wang Yan followed, above him, Liu Wei was also running, and farther away, Zhang Li and Qian Hao were also chasing at high speed.

Kitano used to play street ball, and he was very obsessed with the NBA air catch, the scene of breaking through with the ball on the left side and suddenly throwing the ball to the right, which suddenly appeared in his mind.

Completely out of control, Kitano took three steps, turned over to face the basket, and then pushed the basketball in his hand from his waist.

The basketball is almost a vertical angle, starting to tumble up and down, Wang Yan jumped up and raised his arms high, he thought it was just a futile and meaningless fluke throw on the 12th, but when he saw the rising arc of the basketball, he immediately reacted, and in the air, he forcibly turned around and looked behind him.

I saw that from the other sideline, Yan Yufeng rushed in at high speed, and he had already stepped on the three-point line!

"Number 8!" Wang Yan tried his best to warn loudly.

And for Liu Wei, the only big center who can be pinned on, his previous attention was completely attracted by Kitano, when he heard Wang Yan's exclamation, he had just half turned around because Kitano threw the basketball in his hand and followed the aerial trajectory of the basketball.

It's hopeless!

Wang Yan, who was almost on the ground, thought pessimistically, and Luo Xun, who was watching the game from the sidelines, saw Yan Yufeng flashing in front of him, and almost jumped into the field and grabbed him with his own hands.

Zhang Li, who was struggling to catch up with Yan Yufeng, did not give up, but in the next moment, he froze.

I saw Yan Yufeng step on the right sideline of the penalty area for half a meter away, and jumped up in shock. He was flying forward, his hands slowly spreading, and it felt like a pair of invisible wings flapping between his armpits.

Maybe it's really too beautiful, Zhang Li has forgotten the purpose of his running, he slowly stopped, and stared blankly at No. 8 flying like a basket.

The looming No. 8 on Yan Yufeng's back was infinitely enlarged in his eyes, and in the end, it became an illusion and occupied his eye sockets.

The basketball crossed from the height of half a hand above the basket, and fell to the bottom line on the right side, a slender big hand, caught it gently, and then, Yan Yufeng's left hand also reached out, and the two hands that touched the basketball, as if they couldn't withstand the impact of the basketball, leaned back.

Then I felt that time was whipped by someone, and suddenly stopped, and everyone who saw this scene felt that their heartbeats stopped at the same time, and the hands that caught the basketball and leaned back to the back of Yan Yufeng's head took a breath, and suddenly picked it up and smashed it to the basket.

"Bang dang!" The sound of hoops resounding throughout the arena, and such a powerful sound bursts through your ears and pierces your heart.

You will feel like a needle has been pricked in your heart, and then it will beat violently, spurting blood from all over your body like a giant pump.

This is the most primitive physical feeling of all those who have witnessed Yan Yufeng's shocking connection.

After landing, Yan Yufeng staggered forward a few steps, stood by the basket, and took a deep breath.

He didn't look up and howl, and he didn't make any body movements.

He just bent down and held down the still bouncing basketball and put it outside the baseline. Then he straightened up, glanced at the already boiling stands, and then turned back to Kitano, who was still in disbelief.

Through the blocking of Wang Yan and Liu Wei who were standing there, Yan Yufeng came to Beiye, he stretched out his right hand and said, "Good ball!" ”

"Good shot!" Kitano's eyes were full of worship, he looked at Yan Yufeng stupidly like a god, and even forgot to reach out and high-five.

Seeing that Kitano was still stupid, Yan Yufeng patted him on the head, and then pulled him to trot towards his own field.

After this time, there will be another time, until you throw in the towel, until you give up!

Yan Yufeng turned around and didn't look at the faces of the beings in Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, he was still thinking murderously in his heart.

And all the players of Shenyang No. 2 Middle School stood silently on the court, and suddenly a voice shouted loudly: "Kill!" ”

The generals went to see that their captain Zhang Qi's face was flushed, he raised his fists, and shouted at everyone again: "Kill! ”

First Wang Yan, then Qian Hao, the five people on the court approached each other, and they formed a circle and surrounded Zhang Li in the middle.

The silent silence was only for one second, and the next second, the five of them hugged each other tightly.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Yan Yufeng, who had already returned to the half, heard this, he turned his senses, and what caught his eyes was the scene of five people from Shenyang No. 2 Middle School gathering together, leaning over and roaring with their heads against their heads.

Yan Yufeng's frozen face finally changed color.

His brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes narrowed into a line, and Yan Yufeng stood there with his lips pursed.

In that case, let's fight to the end today!

PS: This chapter is written very hard and very enthusiastic, this is the scene I have always dreamed of, Yan Yufeng, who reigns in the world, and there are also people in Shenyang No. 2 Middle School who will not give up even if they die, this is a hard, full of twists and turns, a script that neither side expected before the game. I hope you enjoy this set of chapters - bloody battle.