"Hades" fights the "Three Youths of Fengling" alone: the suppressed immortal war spirit!

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Feng Ling's five people immediately showed a trapezoidal defensive posture, and they were not mistaken, the eyes of the five people were all focused on Ling Qingyu's body, as if they jointly issued such a challenge: Today, you don't want to score easily.

Fuxian old tactics, Ling Qingyu and Jiang Feng came out to block and dismantle, but when the former was just about to break through Xiao Ba in a dislocation, Richard moved from the right side of the free throw line, and Nalan Bing and Xiao Ba formed a three-sided pinch, and Ling Qingyu immediately passed to Miyazaki.

Feng Ling's rotation of defense was extremely fast, Ma Liang directly stealed, and the biochemical robot attacked quickly, and directly counterattacked and slammed the dunk.

Feng Ling showed an orderly attack and defense at the beginning, although Nalan Shi's defense can be described as thin as a cicada's wings, but Richard and Ma Liang, one helped Nalan Bing to wrap up, and the other helped to fill the loopholes, and they limited Ling Qingyu well at the beginning, making the other party very uncomfortable, and Fu Xian's offense was also intermittent.

"Ling Qingyu was caught and his pass was broken." Li Jian said live.

Richard received a long pass from Nalan Bing, and directly counterattacked with a violent dunk, and when he turned around, he high-fived Nalan Shi and others. Feng Ling directly hit a wave of 10:3 small climax, and Fuxian's three points were still thrown by Miyazaki.

Holding the ball to control the rhythm, Ling Qingyu didn't know why, he didn't dare to play like the second game of Kunyang, so unscrupulous to attack, at that time, the quarrel with Lao K inspired him to a certain extent, plus Wu Zhenyang, he didn't need to worry so much subconsciously, but now? He seems to have become the only offensive starting point of the team, and he has invisibly borne a lot of pressure, especially thinking of Lao K's concern for him just now, he doesn't want to disappoint the other party, so he wants to control the game and organize the whole team.

At this moment, he seemed to have lost his basketball philosophy for something.

However, Ling Qingyu's breakthrough ability is tantamount to a big flood for Nalan Bing, which the other party can't stop at all, he was just about to make a right burst Nalan Shi, and when he saw Richard and Ma Liang moving in unison, he changed his step back and made a jump shot, scoring two points.

Seeing that Ling Qingyu was smart not to attack the defensive mine point, Feng Ling and the five people were slightly amazed, but they did not change their tactics, anyway, let you shoot rotten outside, I just need to protect the inside line, and the five of them resolutely implement the defensive tactics arranged by coach Ning Yuan.

In this case, Ling Qingyu frequently singled Nalan Bing, but today his outside shooting rate is really not high, although he scored four points later, but the overall situation has not changed, Gao Tong and Jiang Feng have not been able to get good assists on the inside line, and they have hardly played much, although under Gao Tong's interior defense, Xiao Ba can not attack the Fuxian penalty area for the time being, but Feng Ling's outside line is three points frequently, Nalan Shi and Richard have scored three points, and the score has been stretched to 16:7.

Suddenly, Ling Qingyu changed hands under his crotch, and the horsepower suddenly accelerated without cooling BUG, swept over Nalan Bing from the left side like a rainbow, started with his arms, and collided with Ma Liang who moved over, and the referee immediately blew the whistle and signaled Ma Liang to foul the defense.

Ling Qingyu was not lightly hit, after all, his height was a big difference between his height and these interior elders, and he could only score by relying on his unparalleled breakthrough against the sky to continuously kill the opponent.

Hit both free throws.

Then Nalan Shi and Xiao Ba scored in the blocking, Ling Qingyu came back and used Feng Ling's weak side of the defense to kill again, but this time he was not so lucky, he relied on Ma Liang to push the opponent away, his forced shot did not get a foul, and Xiao Ba, who was not weak in bullet speed, was directly fanned into a hot pot.

For a while, Feng Ling's fast attack was like a tide, and the momentum was like a bamboo, Nalan Shi's long hair fluttered forward, and one hit the ground to Ma Liang, who followed up, and the latter succeeded in splitting and dunking.

Under this kind of net-style defense with a package on the outside, a co-defense, and a supplementary defense inside, although Ling Qingyu broke through and had no solution, he did not have a high scoring efficiency.

"Gao Tong, Feng Ling simply wants to prevent Ling Qingyu's breakthrough, we can't rely on him alone." Seeing that Ling Qingyu was frowning at Jiang Feng again.

Gao Tong nodded and said, "Well, that's right. You offer to catch the ball more, and we will attack Fengling's inside line with Qing Yu. ”

Feng Ling's running and bombing is feared by Fu Xian, but there is no good way to limit it, and the most effective way is to put pressure on the opponent's interior line to weaken the opponent's fast attack.

"Jiang Feng received a pass from Ling Qingyu and directly stuffed it to Gao Tong, who was in the key position, and Gao Tong scored a strong attack under the basket." Li Jian said live.

"It's good." Gao Tong and Jiang Feng clapped their high-fives, and immediately retreated.

Although Feng Ling temporarily restricted the other party by virtue of the bag clamp and Ling Qingyu's bad hand, but the rest of Fu Xian's people could also continue to receive Ling Qingyu's sudden points, Fu Xian relied on Ling Qingyu's super personal breakthrough ability, and he tried it repeatedly, Jiang Feng and Miyazaki Hayao also fired on the outside, although the inner line Gao Tong's skills were a little rough, but there was still no pressure to beat the opponent's center Zhou Qi. Fu Xian could only resist Feng Ling's running and bombing in this way, and near the end of the first quarter, they clenched the score 18:28.

"Gao Tong grabbed the basketball and found that he launched a fast attack." Li Jian said live.

After receiving Gao Tong's pass, Ling Qingyu took the lead, wild as the wind, killed to the opposite side, and greeted Nalan Shi, who was in a hurry to retreat, shook the surprised opponent with a European step, and made a layup in three steps on a slow beat......

Under the exclamation of the audience, I saw the left and right middle three lanes, Richard directly pulled Ling Qingyu, who was already unstoppable when he was killed, on the right side to organize the opponent to make a layup, and Ma Liang's ape-like long arm on the left side was even more tightly clamped Ling Qingyu's hand, and the obvious foul way did not let the opponent shoot, and Ling Qingyu forcibly and difficult to use the last trace of strength to shoot the basketball, but was directly fanned out of bounds by Xiao Ba who flew from behind.

Quiet, the Fairy Lake Arena was silent to the point of silence.

What kind of defense is this? It is said that playing basketball should be fair and fair, but if a player is closely guarded by four players, can this still be called fair?

However, this is the law of the court, either die in adversity or fight your way out.

Looking at the scene where the four people on the field presented the four corners and sealed Ling Qingyu in the middle, Ning Yuan smiled with satisfaction, and said in his heart: "Good defense, no matter when, don't let this guy score easily, not a single point." ”

Feeling the aura of the four regiments fighting against him, Ling Qingyu couldn't help but be shocked, when he was against Kunyang, although he also encountered such a defense, but at least the sky of Kunyang was not so tight, Xiong Xiong, who was like a big meat shield, had weak bounce power after all, and he still had a chance to shoot, but although Feng Ling's backcourt was not as iron-blooded as Kunyang, the defensive ability of the big forward and small forward was really strong, especially the fast attack counterattack of defending himself was even better, as long as he was not careful, the basketball was likely to be chased by the opponent from behind.

"Damn." Standing at the free throw line, Ling Qingyu knew that this game was another bloody battle, and his arm was a little painful by Ma Liang's knife, but Ling Qingyu still hit both free throws.

At the end of the first quarter, Fuxian temporarily trailed 20:28.

But even in the face of such defense, Ling Qingyu still scored 8 points, and also handed out 3 assists and 2 steals, and the statistics are still eye-catching.

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In Nanrui District, in the ward of a hospital, Wu Zhenyang sat quietly on the side of the bed and looked at a familiar face, in front of him was a young boy, with a drip in his hand, and an oxygen mask on his mouth to sleep peacefully, but the boy's figure was very thin, and his muscles even looked a little lost as if they had shrunk like nutrients, and he couldn't feel the slightest qi surging in his muscles.

Lou Gehrig's disease, a nightmare-like horror, is dying and haunting the boy, and life is worse than death.

But at this moment, the boy seemed to have just seen the most beautiful thing, and fell asleep peacefully, turning the pain into a smile on the corner of his mouth before falling asleep.

"Mom, how could Yihao's condition suddenly deteriorate?" His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and Wu Zhenyang asked a middle-aged woman sitting at the other end of the hospital bed, who was Wu Zhenyang's mother, Lin Fang.

Lin Fang put his loving eyes on his youngest son and sighed: "Yihao knows that you are playing basketball during this time, but he wants to see but can't see it, he wants to see you, but he doesn't want to disturb you, the doctor said that it is probably because he has thought too much, which caused his condition to deteriorate." ”

Seeing Wu Zhenyang's face showing worry as he followed his words, Lin Fang pleaded: "Zhenyang, you know that the person Yihao thinks about the most is you, you must accompany him this time." ”

Wu Zhenyang lowered his head in shame and said, "Mom, it's all my fault, I thought Yihao's illness was no longer a big problem, so ...... I didn't come to see him all this time. He stretched out his hand and held Wu Yihao's little hand, and said, "Yihao, my brother has come to see you, you must get better." ”

Wu Zhenyang still remembers that when he was a child, his younger brother Wu Yihao suffered from Lou Gehrig's disease, which caused the other party's muscles to atrophy, unable to move, and even difficult to breathe in severe cases.

"Brother, will my illness be better?"

Whenever Wu Yihao shows this kind of sorrow, as if there is no longer a light in life, he will always pretend to respond with the sunniest and most cheerful expression.

"Yihao, you will definitely be fine, you have to believe in yourself."

When he saw Wu Yihao showing a touch of regenerative joy because of his encouragement, Wu Zhenyang knew that this younger brother who was close to him needed his own encouragement and infection the most, which would greatly help the other party's condition, so since then, he has never shown any negative emotions in front of the other party, and has always maintained enthusiasm and hope, this upward attitude has once become his superficial mask: a sunny and cheerful boy.

Wu Zhenyang still remembered how Wu Yihao responded to him, and nodded confidently.

"Well, brother, Yihao believes in you. I want to get better, and then I will be as tall as my brother, as handsome as my brother, and I will learn basketball from my brother......"

From the mouth of a naïve boy, fairy tales are always the most innocent and the most unpretentious and hypocritical.

Even if the reality told by the doctor was so cruel that the boy could not recover at all, Wu Zhenyang still gave the other party the best dream, and he even became Wu Yihao's only idol, a perfect idol.

To become the most perfect player, and even the most perfect person, Wu Zhenyang requires his deep motivation like this, and he has the lingering figure of the boy in front of him......

"Brother, you are the best!"

The other party's admiration for himself, Wu Zhenyang can even imagine and feel it, and even the loss of Han Ding in high school made him worry that the other party could not accept it and concealed it. Until now, in the heart of Wu Yihao, who was asleep, he still lingered and heard Wu Zhenyang tell him about the beautiful memory of the moment when he won the championship.

"Great, my brother has finally won the championship."

When he saw the other party's expression, Wu Zhenyang's disguised smile was extremely guilty, which made him vow to win the championship in the college league to wash away his failures, and to fulfill his promise to this boy.

Be a flawless person, carry Wu Yihao's hope, and let the other party have faith to survive strongly.

At this moment, Wu Zhenyang couldn't dominate Fu Xian's match against Feng Ling, but he was more eager than everyone else for Fu Xian to win. Because, losing not only burdens his heart with an unparalleled burden, but also shatters the dream in the heart of the boy in front of him.

Wu Zhenyang didn't want to lose his good position in his younger brother's heart, and he didn't want to disappoint the other party......

He put Wu Yihao's little hand on his forehead and used his warmth to convey it to the other party, but under the handsome face that was buried low, he split his mind and floated half to the Immortal Lake Arena and to Ling Qingyu's body......

"Qingyu, please, you must win!"

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"Oh my God, it's four people again, Feng Ling didn't even let Ling Qingyu succeed in the slightest with a fast attack, this time it was Richard's foul, this foul was too barbaric." Li Jian said live.

Listening to the boos of the whole audience at the Fairy Lake Arena, Ling Qingyu gasped in his chest and sweated on his forehead, he couldn't remember the first few times he was caught by the opponent's four, as for the Richard in front of him, who was defending himself, he had been hit by the opponent several times before, making the opponent pay 3 fouls.

Halfway through this quarter, Ling Qingyu has fallen into the quagmire of four-man wrapping since the second quarter, coupled with a bad hand, he almost didn't score in the positional battle, but let the opponent pay a total of 4 fouls, and the only sure counterattack fast attack score was also intensively stared at by Feng Ling's four people, but Fu Xian had no one who could dribble and advance except for himself, so Feng Ling effectively contained Ling Qingyu and also curbed Fu Xian's attack.

Feng Ling once hit a 22:12 scoring climax, directly beating Fu Xian, and at this moment, they led 50:32.

Like the Immortal Lake Arena where the cheering sound was sluggish, the five Fuxian people were also in the dim heaven, and they were sealed by a powerful force of fate, struggling.

Ling Qingyu reluctantly hit two free throws and pulled back two points.

Every point counts for him now, and although he worked hard to organize everyone today and handed out an unprecedented six assists, it was a drop in the bucket in front of Feng Ling's strong immediacy.

"Uhh Gao Tongmao dropped Xiao Ba's shot and shouted: "Qing Yu, catch the ball." ”

The audience suddenly burst into shouting, only to see Ling Qingyu quickly catch the ball, and the speed exploded directly to the opposite side, without any way to pass, relying on speed alone to attack Nalan Shi and Richard, and finally succeeded in flying to pick up the basket, and also caused Nalan Shi's blocking foul.

When Ling Qingyu was punished, Gao Tong and Jiang Feng hugged each other, and in such a difficult moment, they did not hesitate to encourage both sides with words.

"Feng Ling's pass was broken, and Ling Qingyu's counterattack was fast." Li Jian said live.

Ling Qingyu has already made several steals today, this time Feng Ling no one can catch up, Nalan Shi chased a few steps, and stopped helplessly, once the opponent's speed does not retreat early, it will not be able to catch up at all, so he can only let the opponent make a layup.

"Ling Qingyu scored five points in a row and began to catch up with the score." Li Jian said live.

But it seems that the heavens are going to destroy the Fu Immortal today, Ling Qingyu just chased the score to 37:50, and Nalan Shi came over with a three-point face to extinguish the spark. Shooting, Ling Qingyu, who shot directly, was like entering an ice cellar.

Both teams are masters of chaotic battles, but Feng Ling obviously has three less, while Fu Xian only has one lone star, Ling Qingyu.

"It's just writing poetry, Nalan poetry is so wonderful!" Li Jian was made by Feng Ling's fast attack, and his body trembled and said live.

Nalan Shi broke through from the bottom corner with a shake, and played Gao Tong and Jiang Feng behind him in seconds, and gave it to Xiao Ba, who pulled out the onion and tomahawk on the dry land with one arm and buckled it with one arm.

Just after a round, Nalan Shi passed Ling Qingyu with a dribble behind her back with long hair, and hit the restricted area like a fish, and passed it to Xiao Ba who followed up with her eyes open in the back of her head, and dunked again.

In just a minute or so, Nalan Shi wiped out the momentum that had just been led by Ling Qingyu in the Fairy Lake Arena, and stretched the score to 20 points, ending the first half with 60:42.

The attacking starting points of the two teams have very different styles, Ling Qingyu is wild and fierce, scoring super strong, Nalan Shi is elegant and poetic, and he is a master of passing. The former has scored 16 points, 6 assists and 4 steals, and the latter has 11 points and 9 assists, which can be described as equal.

Sweat left traces on the wooden floor, Ling Qingyu looked at the half-time score with sweat, for the first time he felt powerless, and his heart was under great pressure, which made him close his eyes, exhale heavily, and sighed faintly in his heart.

"What the hell should I do?"