Beiyang No. 2 Middle School is ready for battle. Mo Feng looked at Yan Yufeng who was coming towards him and showed a bright smile. Our friend, long time no see. I don't know, if you are in the United States, there is no progress in playing basketball.

Yan Yufeng held the ball in his hand, smiled at Mo Feng and said, "It's more powerful than before." ”

After speaking, Yan Yufeng moved, no one could see his movements clearly, and he only took a second to dodge through Mo Feng's defense. Mo Feng didn't react to Ben, Yan Yufeng had already gone to the basket. Xiao Heizi pounced, he already knew that Mo Feng couldn't guard against Yan Yufeng, so he waited under the basket for a long time. But when he saw that Yan Yufeng had passed Mo Feng in just one second, he was still quite surprised. Mo Feng is the strongest person besides him, he didn't expect to be passed by Yan Yufeng so easily, he can only say that this Yan Yufeng is too strong.

Blackie felt a cold wind blow in front of him. The terrible enemy is marching towards itself.

Yan Yufeng's expression was very natural, and he paused in front of Xiao Hei. Then, he picked up the ball, and it was obvious that he was going to make a three-step layup. It's not so easy for you to score, Xiao Hei shouted in his heart and greeted him. Xiao Hei's expression was very serious, and he saw him raise his hands high, blocking Yan Yufeng's vision, wanting to break Yan Yufeng's attack. Yan Yufeng bent down, and his body leaned slightly to the right, as if he was about to break through to the right. No, he was tempting me to keep my weight to the right. Xiao Hei immediately judged that the ball was a feint.

Yan Yufeng saw that Xiao Hei was motionless, so he turned his body to the left, making everyone think that he was faking just now. "Sure enough, they wanted to deceive me, haha, I saw through it." Xiao Hei said happily in his heart. At this moment, Yan Yufeng moved. Suddenly he jumped forward and leaned to the right. Xiao Hei stretched out his hands and directly covered the ball. "Yay!" The fans who supported the second middle school shouted. However, then the whistle blew and the referee awarded a penalty. The fans of the 12th Middle School are carnivaling, good ball, good ball! "What a garbage referee. I'm blind! The second middle school fan muttered quietly.

I'm blocked, Yan Yufeng said to himself without caring about himself.

Yan Yufeng walked to the free throw line very calmly and slapped the ball, his expression was quite relaxed. Unaffected by the cap just now. On both sides are players from both sides. There was no need to grab a rebound for the first shot, so both sides were very relaxed and watched Yan Yufeng make free throws. "Brush." The first ball was hollowed into the net, and a lion-like scream rang out on the field. The fans of Twelve are really amazing. Xiao Hei took a breath, instead of standing on either side of the free throw line, he stood outside the three-point line, waiting for his teammates to grab the rebound, throw it to himself, and make a quick counterattack.

Yan Yufeng sighed and threw the ball off. The ball bounced off the basket. Drinking, Xiang Jie and Zhang Tao jumped up at the same time. At this moment, No. 8 appeared in front of them like a bolt of lightning, took the ball with one hand, and smashed the ball into the basket hard.

"Damn, bunker." Wang Xuebo clapped his hands and shouted in the stands.

The audience also stood up from their chairs excitedly.

"No. 8 scored a good goal." Sleeping in a flat-roofed house, Kong Tai was turning on his phantom eyes to watch the goal. Hey, it seems that the second middle school is nothing to see, a boring game, let's sleep, after speaking, I turned off my phantom eyes and snored.

Damn, obviously about to touch the ball, Zhang Tao clenched his fists and said unwillingly. Xiao Hei walked to Zhang Tao's side, patted Zhang Tao on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, defend well, we will win." Zhang Tao nodded, and Long Dahai smiled with satisfaction as he watched his disciple quickly regain his self-confidence. Wang Xuechao was drinking coconut juice there, crossing Erlang's legs, and humming a song. Don't treat it like a final at all. Who called this contest of disparity in strength. If it is the fourth middle school, he will seriously arrange the tactics. Second middle school, forget it, he doesn't want to waste time. He has been a partner with Shang Lin for a while, and he has learned a lot of things, such as hurricane tactics and triangle attacks, which are all his forte. The current Wang Xuechao is not an idiot coach who doesn't know anything, as long as he is serious, even if he is a third-rate team, he can be instantly adjusted into a bronze team, and this coaching level is first-class in China.

The score was 3-0, with Beiyang 12 leading by 3 points.

The No. 2 Middle School, under the leadership of Xiao Hei, quickly launched a counterattack. The running position of the second middle school is very good, and Wang Zihang and Mo Feng deceived Ye Changfeng and Ouyang Shangzhi out of the outside line. The ball soon reached Zhang Tao's hands. Zhang Tao shook Xiang Jie very easily. Seeing that Zhang Tao was about to make a layup, Yan Yufeng came out from behind and gave Zhang Tao a big hat.

Zhang Tao's face turned white, which is too shocking. I'm a dignified center, and I've been covered by you as a small forward.

"Nine-tailed Three Wolf Formation." Wang Xuechao said casually.

The ball passed out of Yan Yufeng's hand, and when it reached Ye Changfeng's hand, Ye Changfeng threw the ball at Shangzhi. Then he walked back without any care. Stop Mo Feng, Wang Zihang and the others who wanted to pursue. And Yan Yufeng also pestered Xiao Hei to death. Xiao Hei couldn't help but pat his thigh. Sighing helplessly. watched Ouyang Shangzhi run to his court as fast as lightning and easily sent the ball into the basket. The Nine-Tails Three-Wolf Formation is simple, with two team members covering for one team member, but only if that team member is fast enough. It's so fast that ordinary people can't catch up. Ouyang Shangzhi is known as a lightning assassin, can he not be happy.

The game has just begun, and Beiyang No. 12 Middle School has a small climax of 5 to 0, and the second middle school is dangerous.

The coach of the second middle school hurriedly called a timeout.

Xiao Hei sat on the chair, although the game had just started for three minutes, but he still felt so tired all over his body, this game, couldn't help but remind him of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, this strong opponent, brought him despair. "How do I feel like I'm playing Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School!" Zhao Wei said that Xiao Hei's thoughts were broken. "yes, I think so too." Others responded. Only Mo Feng didn't speak, because he didn't come to the game of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School.

Thinking of Guangzhou No. 1 Middle School, everyone remembered the scene of being thrown a mineral water bottle, and they couldn't help but be scared. Will history repeat itself? Long Dahai saw everyone's expressions of fear, and instantly understood what was going on. Throwing the mineral water on the ground, he shouted, "If you don't want to be thrown by others again, give me a good beating, and let them see the strength of our second middle school." If you can't even beat Beiyang Twelfth Middle School, you don't want to take revenge. I'm asking you now if you want revenge. ”

"Yes!" Everyone's eyes lit up, looked at each other, and self-motivated in their hearts, yes, we still have to take revenge, how can we lose here.

Seeing that everyone had recovered their spirits, Long Dahai smiled with satisfaction. The heart is good, it can overcome the fear in the heart.