I am God!

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"Next one, it's you!" Looking at Conley when he left the game, Ling Qingyu thought.

was able to continue to lead Kunyang in the third quarter, Ling Qingyu tilted the balance of the game to his side step by step in his own way, and now it seems that the center of gravity has fallen a little to his side.

Who says individual talent can't beat a team? This is what Ling Qingyu wants to prove to Lao K and even everyone!

To this extent, Kunyang's Qu Buom coach is also a little difficult to control the rhythm of the game, the opponent's organizational guard firepower is more fierce than the scoring guard, this point he looked at Nian Lu, and he intuitively tried his best, helpless, he could only tell Conley and others to continue to play according to tactics, not to be affected

Kunyang is indeed a team with strong tactical execution, even if their outside defense has been dismantled in half, resulting in the inability to limit Fuxian's offense, but their own offense is still complete, making it difficult for Fuxian to limit himself, and the key is the outside Conley and the inside Marceau, they are the core of the internal and external organization, making Kunyang still like a close-knit overall team.

Three minutes into the fourth quarter, they still followed Fu Xian closely with 69:67, seemingly waiting for an opportunity to fight back.

But at this moment, Kunyang is in danger, Conley has fouled four times, and Maso has also been three times, they are facing the bombardment of Fuxian, if it is not very good, it will be an instant rout.

Ling Qingyu took advantage of Jiang Feng's blocking and dismantling to hit a mid-range jumper in front of Conley's eyes, widening the score.

71:67.

Xiong Xiong, who only knows that he is bored and single, has strong personal ability, but in the face of Gao at the same time, he still can't withstand the opponent's terrifying hat wall, and this time the penalty area shot was hatted by Gao Tong.

Fu Xian's counterattack and fast attack poured like a tide, and in the cheers of the audience, Ling Qingyu and Wu Zhenyang both went down quickly.

Seeing Wu Zhenyang rushing from behind, facing Conley in front of him, Ling Qingyu threw the basketball high in anticipation of the audience, which immediately made everyone's adrenaline explode.

Yang Zhen Jiuxiao, martial arts in the world!

Standing in the air with an elegant heroic posture, Wu Zhenyang shone like the silver ear stud in his right ear in the Xianhu Arena, and with a "bang", he completed an empty connection and heavy buckle, which once again aroused the waves of the audience, and the girls shouted for him endlessly.

Kunyang's whole team's brain, Conley, is also really bold, and he directly kicked off the ball and scored three points to chase his life, beating Fuxian with an unstable foothold.

73：70.

Fuxian attacked, the left arc Ling Qingyu burst to the right, a sudden stop crotch pulled down to the left hand, and suddenly to the left, suddenly Conley couldn't find the north, and the retreat jumped shot.

"The stamina is really good!" Conley, who had never ended up like Ling Qingyu, was greatly surprised by his terrifying physical strength, he used to be a long-distance runner, and his physical strength was naturally not a problem, it was rare for someone to fight with him for the whole game, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of awe for Ling Qingyu.

At least, it's a formidable opponent!

Marceau received the basketball from a long distance, Conley cut in, and the two worked together tacitly, and the latter made a successful layup.

75:72.

"These two guys must be one of them!" Looking at Ma Suo and Conley, who were clapping their hands and celebrating each other, Ling Qingyu knew that if he didn't get these two people off, it would still be a little dangerous for Fu Xian.

Facing knowing that Conley didn't dare to make too big a defensive move, Ling Qingyu unscrupulously rushed inside, gave the ball to Wu Zhenyang, and hit a three-point shot in the bottom corner.

"It's a big heart! Kunyang's playmaker scored three points again. Li Jian said live to everyone in disbelief.

Conley came back with another left-handed three-pointer, and it was thrilling to shoot Fuxian! Even Ling Qingyu was amazed at how bold the other party was, and at this time, he actually came back and saw the vacant seat and directly scored three points, which made the five people not expect.

78:75.

Fuxian attacked, and the referee blew for pushing man when Masoka was in position, allowing him to receive a fourth foul.

Left and right crotch back and forth, Ling Qingyu suddenly changed to the right and protruded, like a ghost, from the right bottom corner of the direction to the Kunyang penalty area, quickly to the pole to the basket, fearlessly collided with Ma Suo who came to assist in the defense.

At the same time as the basketball went in, Marceau was also whistled for a foul! Two fouls in one round, and Maso was fouled when he graduated.

Free throws also hit, 81-75.

When Marceau left the game, he helplessly spread his hands towards Conley, but Conley was calm and watched the other party go down.

The combat power of the substitutes is not as good as the starting two, and Kunyang's overall cooperation has also dropped suddenly, the offense was destroyed by Fuxian, and Wu Zhenyang stealed.

After receiving the basketball, Ling Qingyu and Conley fought for speed, one dribbled and ran wildly, and the other followed closely to retreat.

Hitting the free throw line, Ling Qingyu stared at the opponent, his right hand moved to the right front, but he was injured and used his dark strength, the basketball moved to the right, but the others went to the left.

"What's going on?" Li Jian was as shocked as everyone in the audience.

Everyone in the Immortal Lake Arena was dumbfounded, and An Tianguan and the others were all staring, shocked by Ling Qingyu's seemingly strange mistake.

"Wow!" A moment later, the audience was boiling and exclaiming.

"This ...... What the hell is going on? Li Jian couldn't believe his eyes.

When Conley saw that when the basketball hit the wooden floor on the right side, he seemed to have a split personality and didn't know whether to defend the ball or Ling Qingyu to the left, he didn't want to think that the basketball suddenly changed direction strangely in the direction of Ling Qingyu's movement, instantly shaking him in the middle.

When receiving the basketball, Ling Qingyu had already passed Conley, flew to pick up the basket, and scored this goal.

Quiet, the audience is terrible!

This ball was so weird that only Zeng Hou, Wu Chao and Jiang Feng Huo Ran on the court remembered that on the night of the first day of school, Ling Qingyu used this strange trick to make the basketball draw a completely opposite trajectory!

It's incredible!

A ball startles a thousand waves!

Many people in the Fairy Lake Arena hid their faces and stared, saying that they didn't believe their eyes.

There was less than a minute left.

Kunyang began to rout a little, and when he came back, he made another mistake and was stealed by Ling Qingyu.

Taking the lead, Ling Qingyu rushed left and right, first past Rudy's retreat, and then flashed Zhang Chao's steal, and went straight to the opposite field, forcing Conley to foul before stopping, and the latter also graduated with five fouls.

At this moment, Ling Qingyu has already entered the realm of super gods!

People block and kill, and God blocks and kills God!

"Ling Qingyu, Ling Qingyu, Ling Qingyu ......"

Ling Qingyu stood in the Kunyang halfcourt, and in the shouts of the whole court, the first penalty was scored, the second penalty was dialed out with his fingertips, and the basketball drew a perfect arc and also scored.

85：75.

In the cheers of the audience, seeing that Conley had no choice but to get off the court, Ling Qingyu was as happy as the whole audience, knowing that this game had finally been won.

The outcome has been decided, and the two teams have no motivation to score goals anymore, allowing time to run out.

At the moment when the referee's whistle sounded, Ling Qingyu finally threw the basketball into the sky above the Fairy Lake Arena as if he was cathartic, and the sweat on his face like rain was wantonly, dripping with joy.

"Ling Qingyu, Ling Qingyu, Ling Qingyu ......"

The burning gaze of Lao K, the eyes of the audience......

Listening to the tsunami-like shouts of the mountains, Ling Qingyu stood in the middle circle, like a superstar, his hands were constantly raised, and he put his right hand on his ear, posing to listen to everyone chanting for himself.

At this moment, he is the god of Fuxian, the god of everyone!

At this moment, the white cross pendant and the A.I finger guard are so dazzling and dazzling.

At this moment, Ling Qingyu wanted to prove it to everyone.

Talent wins!