After Wang Zihang's return, Beiyang No. 2 Middle School moved to a frenzy, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and he won eight consecutive victories.

Soon, it was the final day of the regular season, and their opponent was Sunshine Middle School.

"Sunshine, sunshine, Beiyang first."

"Sunshine, sunshine, invincible in the world."

Is there any mistake, such arrogance, this formation is even stronger than Beiyang Twelfth Middle School.

Toot, the game is over, 72-50.

No. 2 ended the regular season with a 22-point victory.

In the afternoon, it was the closing ceremony of the Beiyang High School Basketball League.

Beiyang No. 12 Middle School played against Beiyang No. 4 Middle School.

These two are famous teams in Beiyang, and these two teams are also mortal enemies.

Their encounter must be Mars hitting the Earth, either you die or you die.

Both teams are also on a 10-game winning streak, and whoever wins will be the top league standings.

I heard that the fourth middle school has a special cow ratio this year.

What a bull comparison, that's because of the addition of a miracle generation.

A generation of miracles, how is it possible, in our small place, there is a generation of miracles.

The Miracle Generation, that's a legend.

"Hehe, Xiaoye, I heard that there is a miracle generation." Yan Yufeng said.

"Do you need to play? Hehe, it's enough to have us. The night long wind glanced at Yan Yufeng and said.

"Well, since you're so confident, I'm not going to play, anyway, it's a qualifying match, not a quarterfinals." Yan Yufeng smiled, and then took a bag and walked away from the bench. I came to the spectator's stand, found a seat there and sat down, then opened my backpack, took out melon seeds and ate them slowly. The night long wind gave Yan Yufeng a thumbs up and said, "You are ruthless enough." ”

Hehe, anyway, I'm going to be a spectator today, and I won't play if I lose.

The Power Cup Gymnasium is crowded with people.

Journalists from major newspapers, as well as key figures from the major teams in the quarterfinals, came.

Xiao Hei and Wang Zihang, Mo Feng and others sat in the yellow area and watched the game.

The twelfth and fourth middle schools have not yet come, and the scene is very hot.

"Hula, hula." The audience shouted in unison.

"Who do you think will win today?" Xiao Hei asked Zhang Tao for a bottle of water.

"Twelve." Zhang Tao didn't want to pass the water over, so he took out a bottle from the mineral water tank, drank it gurgling, and then said, It's so refreshing, this water is so sweet.

"Captain, who do you think will win?" Xiao Hei turned his head and asked Mo Feng.

"It's hard to say, there is a miracle generation in the fourth. No one expected that the fourth middle school would dig up a big treasure and dig up a miracle generation, and it was so well hidden, if it wasn't for the reporter breaking the news, it is estimated that we would not know now. Mo Feng sighed.

"Zihang, tell me your opinion." Xiao Hei said as he looked towards Wang Zihang's position.

"Four, it must be four, Atai will definitely win." Wang Zihang said very seriously.

"Four, it must be four, Atai will definitely win. What are you talking about, how can the night wind be defeated by that garbage. Yan Yufeng, who was sitting next to him, heard this and ridiculed it.

Toot, the game starts right away.

"What are we?"

"Warriors!"

"What do we want?"

"Victory!"

"So what do we do?"

"One, two, three, play!" The night wind roared.

Xiao Hei and the others were shocked by this scene. This scene is too similar to them.

Twelfth Middle School: Center: Chen Xiaoke

Big Frontwind: Xiang Jie

Small forward: Wang Jie

Shooting guard: Night Wind

Organizational defender: Ouyang Shangzhi

Head Coach: Wang Xuechao

Four middle school players: center Qi Zhenglie

Power forward Cao Qiang

Small forward Wu Yang

Scoring guard Wang Xian

Organizational defender Kontai

Head coach Yan Zhengming

Yan Zhengming put his hands on his chest, looking at the appearance of his teammates with a fighting spirit, and his heart was full of confidence in victory, because he understood that the miracle generation, the organization guard Kong Tai would lead the fourth middle school to victory.

He glanced at Wang Xuechao not far away, and couldn't help but smile smugly.

"Toot!" The ball is thrown straight into the air by the referee!

Qi Zhenglie roared, and first jumped up and touched the ball!

The ball was passed to Kong Tai, who slowly dribbled the ball and carried it through the half.

As soon as the ball passed halfway, the night wind immediately pasted it.

Kong Tai lowered his head, his whole body sank, dribbled the ball, and violently carried it horizontally to the right, Ye Changfeng took out the ball in the direction of his dribble, Kong Tai's whole person suddenly turned around, and Ye Changfeng staggered by. However, what is even more surprising is that Ye Changfeng found that Kong Tai was still standing in front of him and dribbling, it was all an illusion just now, and Kong Tai didn't move anything.

At this moment, Kong Tai's whole person suddenly turned around and staggered past the night wind. The night was long and windy, and he felt that all this must be a phantom again. However, the truth is that Kong Tai easily passed the long wind of the night. Koonte was very calm and dribbled the ball beyond the three-point line. Leaned down slightly and wanted to get up and shoot a three-pointer.

At this moment, a flash of lightning flew in, it was Ouyang Shangzhi, he was the lightning assassin of Beiyang 12, and he was also the future China's first point guard. His speed is one point faster than Liu Chuanfeng, and Beiyang No. 12 Middle School is really talented.

"It's broken", the audience shouted in unison.

"Lightning Assassin."

"Lightning Assassin."

"Lightning Assassin."

In the chanting of the audience, Ouyang Shangzhi ran quickly. God, he's going to get a layup. I saw that he was like a little dragon, with a speed that was not as fast as thunder, quickly killed under the basket, and jumped high, which was a violent dunk.

Boom, the entire basketball hall instantly boiled.

"Yay!" The audience shouted.

"I didn't expect it to be a dunk as soon as it came up, and Beiyang No. 12 Middle School is very yellow and violent." Xiao Hei sighed.

"The Twelfth Middle School is getting stronger and stronger, look at that Ouyang Shangzhi, his speed is faster than Liu Chuanfeng." Mo Feng said worriedly.

"Hehe, fortunately, I've already started 4th gear, otherwise it would be dangerous to hit the twelve." Liu Chuanfeng, who was sitting in the red zone, said secretly in his heart.

The big score board on the east wall immediately showed the score of Beiyang 12 Middle School vs Beiyang 4 Middle School 2-0.

"Brush!" The basketball streaked across the net, and Conte stood three points away and waved his hand.

Ye Changfeng stood there dumbfounded, he obviously saw Kong Tai standing outside the three-point dribble, how could he shoot.

Is it another hallucination?

"What's wrong with the long wind in the night, the soul is not kept, is it evil?" Yan Yufeng felt that something was wrong.

The more Yan Yufeng thought about it, the more strange it became, could it be that Kong Tai had an ability that could make people unwilling, hehe, how could it be, how could he have superpowers. Yan Yufeng thought about it and couldn't help laughing, did he watch too many science fiction movies.

"Ah, Ouyang Shangzhi was cut off." The shouts of the audience woke Yan Yufeng up.

Yan Yufeng glared at Shangzhi and found that Ouyang Shangzhi was standing there motionless, while Kong Tai had already run to the three-point line in the front court. "I'm not going to let you vote." Night Wind shouted and rushed forward.

Kong Tai's eye essence glanced at Ye Changfeng, who suddenly felt weakness all over his body and his hair hurt. But when he lowered his head, the symptom disappeared without a trace. And by the time he came to his senses, Conte had already made a three-point shot.

The big score board on the east wall immediately showed the score of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School vs Beiyang No. 4 Middle School 2-6.

Beiyang No. 12 Middle School is 4 points behind.