it! No way? The inevitable mid-shot didn't go in? Coach Rose's heart sank. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the game was about to end with 52 seconds left and the U.S. team had a six-point lead, somehow there was an inexplicable panic in his heart.

"Defend! Defend! All the staff locked Yi Yang at any cost! Leave no one else! Holding his big hands, Rose shouted hoarsely as he walked, and even the audience in the front row could hear it clearly.

"The coach is also too cautious, although there is no shortage of miracles for Asian kids, but a person wants to break through thousands of troops and complete a shocking reversal in 52 seconds, even if it is basketball Satan, he will never be able to do it."

It's not that Kidd Jr. is frivolous, and all the players on the U.S. team, including Anthony Jr. and other Yi Yang's former teammates, have no doubt about Changsi's statement.

At the end of the strong crossbow, if you want a helper or not, if you don't have physical strength, even the time is less than a minute, what the hell can you reverse? Even if the Chinese score three points, leaving the United States with another chance to attack, then everyone only needs to feed the ball to the big center Teague and solve the battle with the most secure dunk.

Hehe! There are no miracles! One person can no longer kill the entire team, and this ending is already the most happy ending for the Chinese. To be able to play like this with the American team is enough to be proud.

Except for Teague guarding the basket, all four of them began to surround Yi Yang, the young man's face was red, sweat was like rain, and the fiery red robe was already soaked, like a light veil tightly clinging to the muscular skin.

"Fight!" , A roar was particularly loud in the silent arena, where did Tao Yaowei, who served from the bottom line, dare to slacken, and threw the ball in his hand in the direction of Yi Yang with the strength of milk, whether he can receive it or not, only depends on the creation.

One person runs, four people chase, and the nearest Powell is only half a step away from Yi Yang! If it weren't for the iron striking just now, I'm afraid it would have been garbage time now! With the mood of making up for it, this guy is also very hardworking, and he desperately seals forward with a pair of big hands!

Fuck！ There is such a fast speed when he is dying, and this kid is also sticky and slippery! The paralyzed have all arrived at this step of the field, why do they struggle so desperately?

There's still a chance! There's still a chance! As long as the game is not over, we still have a chance! His heart seemed to jump to his throat, and Yi Yang had only one thought in his mind, chasing the ball rolling in front of him with his already limp legs.

The power of this pass is really not small, there is no way, the four of them blocked, and the helpless Tao Yaowei did not have any reservations at all. I am afraid that if my strength is small, the ball will fall into the hands of the opponent, which will make Yi Yang, who is tired, suffer.

Seeing that there was another meter, the ball was about to roll into the three-point line, Yi Yang's steel teeth bit hard, and with all his strength, he picked up the basketball that bounced lower and lower between the electric light and flint, and pushed out with both hands before his body fell.

No one cares whether this extremely difficult three-point play is scored or not, the audience's eyes are all focused on Yi Yang, who is out of balance, although the posture of the vicious dog pounce is a little indecent, but the tenacious will of the young man deeply infected the hearts of the fans.

In order to prevent abrasions, Yi Yang bent his bare limbs as hard as he could, and tried his best to glide on the floor with his chest and belly, like an athlete lying on a surfboard, indescribably funny.

"Beautiful! Fantastic goal! Unyielding will! What we saw was not just a game, it was a heart with a great desire to win! Never give up fighting until the last moment, such an athlete deserves everyone's learning and respect. ”

“wonderful！ Oh, my God! I'm not dreaming, Satan can throw this kind of ball, my God! ”

"What a warrior! What a man! Today, Chinese youngsters use their bodies to tell us the greatest charm of competitive sports! ”

"Man, at this moment I remembered a sentence, don't underestimate the heart of a champion! Oh! God, it's great! ”

"Yi Yang! Yi Yang! Yi Yang! ......", the touching moment, the shocking and exciting performance, the audience couldn't help themselves, straightened their bodies, and started the last cry for their heroes with tears streaming down their throats!

The teammates hurriedly stepped forward, picked up Yi Yang, who was trembling in his body, and carefully helped him to the backcourt. "It's okay, let's work harder, bear with me, there are still 41 seconds, and we can rest."

Facing the referee who rushed over to care, Yi Yang waved his hand to indicate that he had no problem and the game could continue. It is said that the Chinese are good at calculation, and this kid is too honest and sincere!

You can't pretend to grind, at least a little more respite. Seeing this scene, even the good-hearted Europeans and Americans had to feel sorry for Yi Yang.

"Guys! Anyway, Young taught everyone a vivid lesson. Let's not slack off, a serious game is the best to cherish the opponent, don't be vague, and the last attack must be foolproof. Teague, it's all up to you, boy. ”

The trash-talk master changed the appearance of the hippie smiling face in the past, solemnly gestured with the "ok" gesture, and said something from the heart, not to mention football skills and physical fitness, it is the desire to win, Yi Yang is enough to make professional players admire from the bottom of their hearts.

In the last 41 seconds, with a three-point advantage and an offensive opportunity, 30 seconds of offensive time were consumed, and only a pitiful 11 seconds were used, and the probability of winning could only be in the single digits.

The World Championships are not like the NBA, there are not so many timeouts available, and how to complete the final schedule can only rely on the wisdom of the players themselves.

Individual ability, overall strength, the United States team has an all-round advantage, Kidd Jr., who controls the ball, knows the great significance of this last attack, Anthony Jr. and Powell and others are also trying their best to run, and Teague is also fighting with the little giants and Zhang Shang near the paint area.

Yi Yang's body was extremely tired, and it was the first time he had encountered such a high-intensity game since he entered the professional league. The inside line is overcrowded, and with his current physical strength, he can't squeeze in at all.

If you want to win, you can only make a fuss about Kidd Jr., who is in possession, and Kiyan and Powell, who echo the ball. But the damned Candy didn't save any face for himself as the boss at all, and went around the front to cling to the youth, stretching his hands back, and "protecting" the Americans' biggest opponent to the death.

On weekdays, not to mention Candi, adding two more can be easily gotten rid of. But now, the only strength in his body has to be saved for the last shot, and he is really powerless to get past the difficult Bulls teammates.

It was almost time, and seeing Teague snatch out the point guard, Kidd Jr. hurriedly hoisted it without thinking, and the ball flew accurately towards the big hand raised by the trash talk master.

A miracle happened again, but this time it was Tao Yaowei who made the contribution, saying that it was too late and that was fast, I don't know where the strength came from, the little giant jumped up, although he didn't touch the basketball sincerely, but the moment the fingertips touched, the direction and force completely changed.

Powell hurriedly flew to the rescue, ignoring the embarrassed posture, not only did not grab the ball, but poked more than a meter away and rolled straight to Candy.

Opportunity! A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Yi Yang, who was in his early 2 meters, squeezed out half a step, and after falling to the ground, his right hand suddenly poked forward, and he pressed the cute basketball to his chest. For a while, the two sides scrambled together, and it turned into a rugby battle.

Scrum! This unexpected change gave the Chinese team a valuable opportunity to scrum the ball, against Candi, Yi Yang was full of confidence, all the accumulated strength poured out, and after jumping, under the pull of Teague, he still reluctantly struggled to throw the ball to the basket of the American team.

This projection, to put it bluntly, was not prepared at all, and the players who were dumbfounded by the dramatic scene looked at the flying basketball in various postures.