'Everyone had a good day and the purpose of this training game was not to win or lose, but to get used to the league a week from now. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Lao K was very satisfied with the performance of the ten people, and continued with a sigh of relief, "This week, the organizing committee will announce the schedule, no matter which school you face in the first round, I hope everyone can face it like today, you know?" ”

"Got it!" Ten people shouted in unison.

"Good!" The rare old K, who was full of spring breeze, nodded and said, "Then disband!" Prepare well for the coming week. ”

Three days later, the official website of the Xuanyuan Cup officially announced the schedule, with 32 universities and a total of five rounds. The hottest event in Jincheng immediately detonated the whole city on the same day, and there were heated discussions.

Ling Qingyu, who was summoned by Lao K to go to the Xianhu Arena for a meeting, heard too much talk about the first round along the way, and he also learned for the first time that Fuxian's opponent in the first round was the school next door: Zeya Water Conservancy University - a school with the same beautiful environment as Fuxian.

Basketball Department Office.

Coach K was sitting in front of him, and ten people were sitting on either side.

"Everyone should know about our opponents, right?" Old K asked with a cold expression.

Seeing the ten people nodding, Lao K glanced at Chen Wenli.

Chen Wenli, who nodded silently, began to point to the slide and said: "Let me introduce the Zeya team to you, they were the top 16 team last year, and I put the information of the team personnel on the slide. ”

Everyone looked at the screen, which showed the basic information of Zeya's team:

Head Coach: Lu Feng

Center: Zhou Tai, 202cm, 101kg, size 34

Power forward: Yao Afu, 193cm, 87kg, size 23

Small forward: An Tianguan, 191cm, 92kg, No. 7

Shooting guard: Shi Mi, 186cm, 82kg, size 12

Organizational defender: Feyton, 181cm, 76kg, No. 2

Zhou Tai in the starting five, Gao Tong is very familiar, he and the other party knew each other in high school, and has been suppressing the other party as the starting team of the school team, the two gradually became friends and enemies, and the private duel also extended to college games.

"Zhou Tai, the first round turned out to be a showdown with you, I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time." Thinking of the chance encounter with Zhou Tai that day, the duel promised by the two ignited a raging flame in Gao Tongxin.

After Chen Wenli's introduction, everyone had a general understanding, Zhou Tai, as the captain of Zeya, among the five, naturally attracted attention, but Chen Wenli especially mentioned the opponent's small forward An Tianguan.

"An Tianguan, it seems that he is the one who is opposite me!" Wu Zhenyang's eyes flashed with light.

"As soon as An Tianguan joined Zeya last year, they broke into the top 16 for the first time." Chen Wenli said methodically, "Although he stopped in the second round, he averaged 27.4 points per game and won last year's Best Rookie Wang award. ”

As Chen Wenli introduced, this An Tianguan is like a rising star, which has attracted great attention from the outside world, and is also known as the first candidate to succeed Guretti, the first person in the Southern District in the future.

When they learned of An Tianguan's data and honors last year, the ten people were shocked, and even Lao K's face showed a heavy look.

"Although the opponent in the first round is not a super strong team, it is not a weak team either, so everyone must not relax." He solemnly admonished.

All ten of them nodded in agreement.

……

With his hands in his pockets, Wu Zhenyang inadvertently passed by the Fuxian Arena, but heard the sound of "popping" from the stadium.

The game is going to be played the day after tomorrow, and Coach K has stopped training, who will still be in the stadium?

With doubts, Wu Zhenyang walked into the second floor of the Immortal Lake Arena, and when he saw the people in the hall, he couldn't help but be stunned, and from a distance, it was Ling Qingyu.

Ling Qingyu also spotted Wu Zhenyang, turned around, and looked at the other party like this.

"Hades, why are you practicing here alone?" Wu Zhenyang walked over with a smile.

"There are so many masters in the league, and my strength is not strong enough." Ling Qingyu had a straight face.

"You're not like that in the eyes of others." Stunned, Wu Zhenyang pondered.

Ling Qingyu threw the ball to the other party and motioned for him to play.

Wu Zhenyang took the ball, shook it hard between his chest and abdomen, and suddenly trotted towards the basket, and came a powerful tomahawk dunk, and the aftermath of the basket echoed in the arena.

His eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment, and Ling Qingyu shouted, "Martial Marshal! ”

The corners of his mouth were still hung with the pride after the dunk, Wu Zhenyang turned around and looked at the other party curiously.

"Can you go head-to-head with me!" Ling Qingyu said the words that had been condensed in his heart for a long time.

Wu Zhenyang's eyes widened slightly, quite surprised.

"I've never lost a battle before I fought you guys on the beach!" With his back to Wu Zhenyang, Ling Qingyu said slowly, "The semifinals are the first time I have lost. ”

"Huh!" He suddenly laughed at himself, "I didn't expect it...... I lost to you! ”

Wu Zhenyang didn't say a word, his eyes looked at each other like eagles.

"Last week's training match, I lost to you again." With a sneer, Ling Qingyu turned around and looked directly at the other party, "Martial Shuai, you are the first person I am not sure to defeat!" ”

His body trembled, Wu Zhenyang didn't know why Ling Qingyu wanted to say this to himself, but he seemed to feel the depression in the heart of this genius high school student with the same name as him in front of him.

I regretted losing to Su Baodu of Han Dynasty High School, why not?

"How?" Ling Qingyu smiled obliquely, "Do you dare to fight, this may be our last duel!" ”

"The last showdown!" Wu Zhenyang was stunned for a moment.

This boy made him feel a strong man's unyielding will for the first time, and it also inspired the fighting spirit in his bones.

"Good!" Wu Zhenyang responded boldly, "In the semi-finals, we fought for each other's schools. Today, we're going to have a personal battle! ”

Ling Qingyu's eyes exuded a sharp light, colliding with the divine light in Wu Zhenyang's eyes, and each other's fighting spirit emerged.

"Wu Shuai, I must win you once!"

"Hades, it's not easy for you to win against me!"

Both of them had a monstrous battle intent in their hearts.

After losing the ball of life and death, Ling Qingyu threw the basketball to Wu Zhenyang, bent down, and waited.

"Come on!" He snorted.

started to attack, Wu Zhenyang, who was smiling slightly at the corner of his mouth, slapped his right hand, broke through to the right, dribbled back and forth continuously under his crotch, and controlled the ball with his right hand and broke through to the right with a big step, facing Ling Qingyu with an elegant shot, "Huh! "A bang into the net.

Ling Qingyu, who didn't dare to defend too tightly, threw the ball to Wu Zhenyang and said with a smile: "Go on!" ”

Wu Zhenyang smiled, held the ball with his back to Ling Qingyu, pressed to the right side, turned around and took a step to the left, forced Ling Qingyu to take a step back, and stepped back with his left foot to make a jumper, scoring again.

In the face of masters like Wu Zhenyang, Ling Qingyu is also facing extreme pressure, this feeling is completely different from when Wu Chao is heads-up, and when Wu Chao is heads-up, he is confident that he can control the score, but at this moment he has lost control of the rhythm, maybe there is a chance to fight back, maybe he will be defeated by five goals, he can't be sure.

Wu Zhenyang crossed steps to break through Ling Qingyu, the latter's defense was very good, because it was a one-goal fix, Wu Zhenyang didn't dare to shoot easily, but he remembered that Wu Chao was reversed by the opponent's goal that day.

Breaking through with Ling Qingyu, taking advantage of his height and arm length, Wu Zhenyang forced a layup, and the basketball was bumped a few times, but he still went in.

On the fourth ball, Wu Zhenyang rushed in against Ling Qingyu, and directly relied on his explosive bounce power and speed to dunk a tomahawk that quickly bombed the basket, which made Ling Qingyu stunned.

"The strength is really strong!" Personally facing Wu Zhenyang, Ling Qingyu realized the terrifying strength of the other party, and he was not sure to defend the last ball.

Wu Zhenyang's left and right hips went back and forth, suddenly slammed to the left, directly pulled it up, and soared in again.

5:0。

The arena fell silent for a while.

"I think your scoring ability is underrated." Ling Qingyu sneered. was beaten 5:0, and he was also quite embarrassed.

Wu Zhenyang was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Actually, I don't like scoring,"

Picking up the basketball, he seems to be stating his philosophical definition of the game: "I think basketball is a bridge to communicate with your teammates, and if you know each other, then they can understand your intentions." ”

"A bridge of communication?" Ling Qingyu listened quietly and couldn't help but be stunned.

Ling Qingyu, who should organize his teammates more than the other party, didn't have this feeling, he just felt that there was a vacancy to pass it, and sometimes he even had the desire to score points by himself, and it was difficult to understand the other party's artistic conception.

"I'm different from you," Ling Qingyu shook his head slightly, "My view of basketball is that through it, you can bring out all your potential and show your strongest self." ”

"The strongest version of yourself!" What a domineering five words.

Wu Zhenyang looked at Ling Qingyu curiously, as if he had caught a glimpse of the soul that lived in his body, an arrogant, arrogant and awe-inspiring soul.

"Maybe that's what makes me different from him!" Just as it is difficult for the other party to understand himself, Wu Zhenyang is also difficult to understand the other party's thoughts.

"Best-of-three games, it's time for me to serve!" Ling Qingyu walked to the three-point line.

"Good! It is said that the breakthrough ability of the immortal Hades is unmatched, so let me understand it today. Wu Zhenyang smiled lightly.

The second heads-up between the two began.

Entering the field of attacking with the ball, Ling Qingyu, who got the ball, seemed to be full of vitality, two meters away from the three-point line, he bent down and slowly dribbled.

Wu Zhenyang was on guard, and a cold feeling on the eve of the typhoon suddenly hit, making him feel unprecedented oppression, and it was the breakthrough pressure given by Ling Qingyu.

One accelerated, breaking through three steps to the right in a row, Ling Qingyu's speed exploded to the extreme, facing Wu Zhenyang, making the latter take three steps back, and pulling back his left hand with his right hand crotch, Ling Qingyu shook off the other party and pulled it out directly.

"Huh!" threw in, but Wu Zhenyang didn't have time to seal it at all.

"That's fast!" Rao had already seen the terrifying speed of the other party, and Wu Zhenyang, who was defending Ling Qingyu for the first time, personally felt a strong sense of oppression, and it was not an exaggeration to describe the opponent's breakthrough with a ghostly phantom.

In the second ball, Wu Zhenyang was engrossed in dealing with it, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Ling Qingyu took two steps to the right again, pulled back under one crotch, pretended to pretend to throw, and made a small swing to the other party, and broke through from the right side in front of the body, and made a layup in three steps.

Wu Zhenyang is tall, and although his defensive strength is very strong, his speed really can't keep up with Ling Qingyu.

On the third ball, Ling Qingyu took two steps to the right, a slow right hand was changed to the left hand, and suddenly accelerated again, bursting in from the left side, and then the body blocked Wu Zhenyang behind, got on a right-handed rebound, and went in again.

On the fourth ball, Ling Qingyu completely entered the scoring mode, at this time his hand was hot, his blood was boiling, he saw that Wu Zhenyang was not defending against shooting, and put himself in a big step, so he directly stood on the three-point line and shot, and the basketball went in again.

On the fifth ball, the right hand changed to the left hand, strode to the left, Ling Qingyu slowed down his crotch and suddenly accelerated after dribbling to his right hand, leaning on Wu Zhenyang for a three-step layup, the latter flew over to block, but Ling Qingyu occupied the geographical location of the forbidden area with experience, similar to the way of European steps, played a time difference, and only shot after Wu Zhenyang fell.

5:0。

The two men stared at each other with blazing eyes, and their previous roles were reversed.

Wu Zhenyang's face was solemn, obviously shocked by Ling Qingyu's ability to move with ease.

"I don't think we'll have to fight anymore!" After a while, Wu Zhenyang smiled lightly and said, "Neither of us can prevent anyone." ”

Ling Qingyu was silent. Indeed, Wu Zhenyang turned his back on himself, and he had no advantage at all. In the same way, if you attack with the ball, you can pass the opponent with ease, like a fish in water.

"It's going to be a game the day after tomorrow." Walking over, Wu Zhenyang said solemnly, "Hades, I hope we can join forces to win the championship together!" ”

Wu Zhenyang greeted the other party and walked to the outside of the stadium; Looking at the other party deeply, Ling Qingyu didn't know what to think.

"Together, we won." Ling Qingyu was stunned for a long time.

Perhaps, even if you and the other party are completely different, but the goal is the same, that is, the championship!