Facing the menacing Mayo, this time Ye Feng said that he would not play with people. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He gave Westbrook a middle finger and whispered, "Russell, if you dare to let anyone else pull away and give Mayo a solo hit, you can wait to invite me to dinner for a month at that French restaurant in front of the school!" ”

Westbrook, who was about to concoct the same method, saw that he had been guessed by the person concerned, and smiled: "Ye, isn't it just a single defense?" You're too ruthless, you want me to treat you to French food for a month in one round. Ye Feng snorted and said vigorously: "Mayo's strength is still there, it's a chore to defend against him alone, how can you do it without some benefits?" Besides, isn't it normal to make up for it after being affected? Looking at Ye Feng's "shameless" face, Westbrook was so choked that he couldn't speak, so he had to give him a roll of his eyes to express his indignation.

Mayo, who was standing outside the three-point line, was dumbfounded as he looked at UCLA's defense, which was completely unprepared to give up. He was about to taunt a few words, but before he could speak, Ye Feng said coldly: "Mayo, you are also a star anyway, is it always more interesting than these?" From now on, no matter what you say, we won't change to human marking, if you have confidence, you can rely on your own skills to penetrate our defenses, I won't play with you. ”

Ye Feng's words aroused Mayo's anger even more, and he even lost his mind a little. Logically speaking, there are two most important factors in breaking the joint defense, one is a strong breakthrough player, and the other is a god-accurate outside pitcher, but these two conditions can only work on one basis, that is, teamwork. Needless to say, a breakaway player will be wrapped in dumplings if he doesn't have teammates to pull the defense.

But Mayo couldn't care about that much anymore, and perhaps the anger made him forget about it selectively, and he yelled, and the dribble burst between Ye Feng and Westbrook. However, the UCLA players are still very calm in their joint defense, and it is not fatal for the joint defense lineup to let the opponent hold the ball through the defense of two guards, because they also have a good rim protector under the basket.

Seeing Mayo come in with the ball, Loew stepped forward and jammed his breakthrough route early. With Loew already steady, Mayo had to slow down, and if he continued to rush forward at the speed he had just made, there was a chance that he would be fouled, and his technical characteristics did not allow him to complete the change of direction when he had already raised the speed, so he could only slow down the speed and look for opportunities to pass or shoot.

But something happened to him when he was slow. Perhaps too concerned about Loew in front of him, Mayo completely ignored the opposing players coming from behind him. Ye Feng and Westbrook closed the "door" left and right, completely blocking Mayo inside, and the arm span of the two was also very amazing, four long arms blocked Mayo's sight like tentacles of an octopus, and now he can only choose to continue to break through or shoot directly, it is even more difficult to pass the ball out.

In fact, Mayo is not a good passer, and his task in the game is to keep scoring and put the ball in the basket in every way he can use it. As the offensive core of the team, a large number of balls and shots have gradually changed his mentality, and he always feels that he can handle the whole game alone. This is also the reason why he wanted to get it back immediately after being deflated by Ye Feng this time.

But at this moment, he was completely stunned, Loew in front, Ye Feng and Westbrook on both sides, three people and six hands surrounded him, not to mention the dribble breakthrough, even if he shot strongly, he couldn't find any space. Mayo is very irritable, and it is true that any player who thinks highly of himself will feel irritated when faced with a bag because it will make them lose room to play.

The three UCLA players appear to be very organized. Loew stood up straight with his torso in front of Mayo and his hands held high, while Ye Feng and Westbrook blocked and tried to steal directly, and Mayo had almost no chance unless he could suddenly possess Stockton and send a beautiful crotch blow to his teammates. But apparently it's just YY, and the real situation is that Mayo doesn't have anything to do in the encirclement.

At that moment, the abrupt change occurred, and Mayo suddenly made what anyone but the player could have done in such a situation - he held the ball in both hands, crossed his big elbow, and slammed it directly to the left and right. This is a very dangerous move on the basketball court, and it is true that for ordinary people, there is nothing wrong with raising an elbow to open the way when encountering such a quagmire that is rigidly bound, but at least a technical foul must be blown on the court, and if the referee determines that it is a malicious elbow, the player will be ejected from the court.

Mayo's elbow was obviously out of his mind, and the tip of the elbow smashed directly into the eyebrow bone of Ye Feng, who was about to pull out the ball. Ye Feng felt a pain in his face, and a warm liquid slowly flowed down above his right eye, and when he touched it, his hands were stained with bright red blood. Both the enemy and the enemy on the field were stunned, and they were horrified to see that Ye Feng's right eyebrow bone was opened by Mayo's elbow, and blood fell on the floor drop by drop.

The first to come to his senses was Westbrook, who rushed up to make a move on Mayo, but Loew quickly hugged him. Even so, Westbrook still didn't give up: "Mayo, you bastard, you don't have the same skills as others, so you just use these indiscriminate tricks, right?" Do you want Lao Tzu to teach you to be a man and fight with you directly? There's a kind of don't leave after the game is over! After scolding, he snorted fiercely.

Both Shipp and Bamot also have a hostile eye on the USC players, who are not as fiery as Westbrook, but trash talk is indispensable. Seeing that Ye Feng was injured, Holland hurriedly asked the players to help him down, and motioned to the team doctor Marshall to hurry up to treat the wound.

Marshall didn't dare to slack off, he opened his medicine box, took out a bottle of hydrogen peroxide from it, carefully cleaned up the blood stains on Ye Feng's wound, and took a cotton swab to clean the wound. After the blood was cleaned, Marshall breathed a sigh of relief, the wound was not big, and it was not deep, and it was fine to put a band-aid on it after applying the medicine.

Looking at Marshall's relieved expression, Ye Feng smiled and said, "Mr. Marshall, can you hurry up?" I'm still in a hurry to play! Marshall, who was giving Ye Feng the medicine, was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "Aren't you afraid that the 32nd will give you an elbow like this later?" Ye Feng smiled: "I don't know if I'm afraid, but I know that I want to win this game more!" These little things don't matter. ”

During the conversation between the two, Marshall had already taken care of the wound, and he also carefully adjusted the position of the band-aid to avoid affecting Ye Feng's vision to the greatest extent. He patted Ye Feng on the shoulder and said gently, "Go on, young man, but you have to be careful, I don't want to clean your wounds anymore." Ye Feng smiled gratefully, stood up and walked towards the arena.

Seeing that Ye Feng's wound had been treated, the referee signaled for the game to continue. Mayo's irrational behavior caused him a technical foul, mainly because the referee thought that he did not deliberately hit Ye Feng in the face, otherwise he would have been ejected directly. Mayo stood near the midline with his head bowed, no one could see his expression clearly, Ye Feng naturally passed by him, but as if he didn't see him, even the afterglow of his eyes didn't fall on him.

Westbrook stepped forward, glared at Mayo unkindly, and asked with concern, "Ye, are you okay?" If you don't take a break, I don't believe they can turn the world around! Ye Feng smiled: "I'm really fine, don't worry." Then his voice suddenly cooled, "I'm going to make them pay in my own way!" ”

After hitting two easy free throws, the ball was still in UCLA's possession, and Shipp went to the halfway line to play the ball. But this time it was not Westbrook who caught the ball, but Ye Feng, who had a band-aid on his eyebrows. At this time, Ye Feng's face was very calm, so calm that people thought that it was not him who was injured just now, and only people who were very familiar with him could see a chill in his eyes, which meant that Ye Feng was already angry.

Seeing his cold gaze, Mayo's body trembled as he stood in front of him, barely having the courage to look at him, but he still stubbornly assumed a defensive posture for the sake of winning the game. Ye Feng smiled disdainfully, the gentle young man seemed to have disappeared, replaced by this murderous god with a fighting spirit and a calm heart.

He didn't care about Mayo's defense at all, because he knew it wouldn't pose much of a threat to himself. He just controlled the ball like this, and suddenly jumped out of the three-point line and shot in one step. Mayo's face changed greatly, he didn't expect Ye Feng to have such strong confidence, although the NCAA's three-point line is indeed a little shorter than the NBA, but one step is one step, which may mean that Ye Feng's attack range is far larger than they imagined.

In Mayo's surprised gaze, Ye Feng still maintained his posture of shooting, and when his feet landed, there was only a slight collision sound, but it was like a sledgehammer hitting Mayo's heart. The ball slashed in a rainbow-like arc in mid-air and crashed straight into the basket, the white net churning like a wave.

Mayo suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and he suddenly understood that the man in front of him could not be defeated by himself, and perhaps even the defense of the whole team could not limit him. He was wrong at the beginning, pride and contempt set him on a doomed path, if he could have taken it seriously earlier, he might still not be able to prevent Ye Feng, but at least he could still contribute points to the team.

Now Ye Feng's momentum has deeply affected him, but he has long lost the kind of courage in his heart. Looking at the deflated expressions of his teammates, Mayo closed his eyes in pain:

This game may be a foregone conclusion!