Because of the delay in kick-off, when the yellow team dribbled the ball past half court, the red team five were already in position, Ye Feng and Mark expanded to near the three-point line, and Enrique, Loew and Hawes firmly held their positions, a standard 2-3 joint defensive formation. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ye Feng stared closely at the basketball that was constantly passing on the periphery, occasionally turning his head to observe the situation in the half court. "Oh? Is the center on the inside and then the other four on the outside? Interesting, it seems that the No. 13 on the opposite side is a center with strong offensive ability! However, this is not enough, it is not enough......" Ye Feng muttered to himself while defending, which can be regarded as one of his many quirks on the court.

In terms of outside defense, Ye Feng's strength goes without saying, but his backcourt partner Mark's defense is also remarkable, in the eyes of the yellow team's No. 9 and No. 7 backcourt, the opponent seems to have built an iron wall on the three-point line, compressing the possibility of their breakthrough success to infinitesimal scale, as if they dare to dribble and break through, they will be stealed.

But fortunately, No. 13 is strong, and he barely stuck his position under the interference of Hoyce and Loew, although it is not particularly deep, but for No. 9, there is no better point to hit the ball, he must pass the ball in! Thankfully, it was Mark who defended him, and he was able to turn sideways to protect the ball, slowly moving to the left, and to be on the safe side, he hoisted the ball directly to the inside, and the number 13 was also very smart, he took a step in the direction the ball flew and held the ball firmly in his hand.

Seeing him catch the ball, Hawes immediately went up, he thought to himself that his strength was not too bad, and his defensive posture was very standard, the center of gravity was low, one arm was on the opponent's waist, and the leg sealed the space to retreat. Just when his confidence was bursting, No. 13 suddenly moved, he dribbled the ball, turned and wiped it directly past Hawes's left, and his strong body crushed under the basket like a tank.

Hawes was shocked, but he didn't dare reach out, and now if he made contact, there was a chance that he would be whistled for a defensive foul. Seeing this, Enrique hurried back to help defend, he was very experienced, and he didn't jump, but just stood there with his arms outstretched. No. 13 saw at a glance that he not only wanted to interfere with his shot, but also intended to make an offensive foul, he smiled contemptuously, his huge body suddenly stopped, jumped, shot, a crisp throw, two points in hand. Then he sneered, beckoned his teammates to retreat like a tide towards his own half, and did not forget to glance at Ye Feng demonstratively.

Ye Feng touched his chin and thought: This big guy is quite interesting, I don't know what will happen to him? Thinking so, Mark just took the ball past half court and asked for the ball directly. Ye Feng is the de facto captain of the team, Mark did not hesitate to pass the ball to him, and he ran empty-handed on the outside to bring the defender to the bottom corner.

Facing the yellow team No. 7, Ye Feng grinned, and found the space to go straight to the basket with a shake. The other three people except Mark also probably guessed what Ye Feng was going to do, and they tacitly took away the defenders around them, pinning their hopes on Ye Feng's personal hero mode.

King to king!

Ye Feng nodded slightly, he was glad that his teammates could read his thoughts, and he didn't hesitate to create opportunities for him. didn't wait for No. 7 to pounce again, Ye Feng had already moved, and he controlled the ball while speeding up and rushed towards the big man under the opponent's guard basket. No. 13 squinted and took the initiative to meet him, trying to reduce the speed of Ye Feng's breakthrough by getting close, and it seemed that he had succeeded.

Taking advantage of Ye Feng's stopping, No. 13 instantly turned from the side to the front, with his arms outstretched, directly enveloping Ye Feng in his own shadow. Looking at No. 13's fiery eyes, Ye Feng smiled, and the frequency of his dribbling suddenly accelerated, "Bang bang!" In the sound of a stormy dribble, his figure swayed from side to side, and even with the number 13, he became nervous, because he couldn't judge his route at all.

Ye Feng suddenly stepped out of his left foot, his center of gravity also shifted to the left, and No. 13's eyes froze: left! However, when he shifted his center of gravity to the left, Ye Feng retracted his left foot and broke through directly from the right.

Fooled! No. 13's mouth was full of bitter taste, but he still didn't intend to give up, but followed Ye Feng closely, trying to send a hot pot when he shot, at least to interfere with his shot.

Ye Feng had already felt the huge pressure behind him, but he was still unmoved and continued to attack the basket. When he jumped with the ball in one hand, No. 13 had already jumped up with him with a cruel smile, and slapped the basketball in his hand directly with one hand: "Hmph! Prepare to eat my slap boy! ”

But soon the sinister smile on his face turned to consternation. Ye Feng did not use the usual layup, but saw him flexibly dodge left and right in the air, and used a backhand layup to add two more points to the red team. And No. 13's hand couldn't be contained, and hit Ye Feng's hand hard.

"Beep-" Blake blew for a foul on the No. 13 hitman, and he didn't justify himself, the sound of the palm and arm just touching was so loud that the varsity team players standing near the baseline could hear it, and there was really nothing to justify. Ye Feng stood on the free throw line, took a deep breath, and steadily put the ball into the basket. As an excellent scorer, Ye Feng has never wasted this kind of scoring opportunity without interference at all.

When he ran backwards back to his own half, he didn't forget to shake his finger at No. 13 and lip-wagged at the same time. After No. 13 was difficult to identify, his face turned pale, and the sentence Ye Feng said was "You can't do it". After he kicked the ball in the backcourt, he yelled at No. 9: "Continue to give me the ball later, I'm going to blow up their inside line!" Then he angrily went to the RED team's penalty area.

No. 9 was stunned for a moment, and smiled helplessly, but he still did not disobey his own center, he knew very well that among his five people, only No. 13 could still compete with the opponent in the same position. So he took the ball steadily across the half-court and saw the opportunity to hoist the ball to the number 13 again.

This time, the person in the back was replaced by Loew, and it was tragic that although Loew's chassis was very stable, he was more than half a head shorter than the opponent, and his arm span was not enough, and there was no other way to limit the opponent except for holding No. 13 against him. No. 13 also seemed to feel that he couldn't turn around easily this time, but he didn't panic, and instead leaned on Loew for a small hook. He secretly rejoiced in his heart: It's stable!

But is it really stable? As soon as the No. 13 ball was shot, a black shadow flew out from the side, and a slap slapped the ball to the other side of the court. Mark, who had just been entangled with the yellow No. 9, had already been on the dust, he leaned over to scoop up the ball and took advantage of the low hand to make a layup, and the opponent behind him lost the motivation to continue chasing the ball as soon as he received it.

Number 13 clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he looked at the man who had sabotaged his attack. It's still Ye Feng! Even though the height of the two was close to twenty centimeters apart, Ye Feng still quickly slapped his imperative hook hand out. Enrique on the other side of the penalty area saw clearly, at the moment when No. 13 received the ball, Ye Feng took two steps back wittily, just stuck between No. 13 and his opponent No. 7, whether it was No. 13 holding the ball to attack or passing the ball back to No. 7, he was able to shoot the horse at the first time.

Obviously, No. 13, who had just been angered by Ye Feng, completely forgot about his teammates and was bent on finding the inside of the red team. Ye Feng grasped his mentality, so he paid more attention to the inside line, and sure enough, No. 13 wanted to eat Loew hard with his height, and when he shot, Ye Feng helped defend in place and directly strangled the ball in the bud.

The two staggered under the basket, and in the eyes of the audience, Ye Feng, who was nearly a head shorter than the other party, looked even taller. Enrique looked at Ye Feng with a complicated expression, and suddenly a hand grabbed his shoulder, he turned his head to look, Loew was looking at him with a smile: "Enrique, your level is not low, Ye is a pervert, and it is purely his own mistake to compare with him." Besides, don't you all play for the same team? What's so bad about having strong teammates? ”

Looking at Loew's sincere gaze, Enrique nodded, a relieved expression on his face.

After giving the opponent a slap in the head, Ye Feng did not behave aggressively in the following games, but tortured No. 7 miserably on the defensive end, and on the offensive end, he almost became a pure shooter who caught the ball and shot, occasionally rising up to score inside or make fouls. If it weren't for the fear of reducing Mark's performance, Ye Feng would have taken over the work of organizing the attack, and Rao was so, he still relied on his broad field vision to brush up a lot of assists. A lot of the time, he called for a pick-and-roll and passed it to the inside of the wall or to a pitcher who was ambushing outside the three-point line, or he was going to break through the trap and pass to Hawes and Loew for an aerial relay.

In the second half, Ye Feng simply slouched, after all, he had already brushed up a quasi-triple-double of 17 points, 8 rebounds and 11 assists, and he had to let other teammates go up and show his face. He sneaked up on Westbrook on the sidelines to help him smooth a tactical board, and whenever he made a substitution or called a timeout, he took the trouble to write and draw on the tactical board. Although the red team dropped a level because of his departure, it still relied on Ye Feng's deployment and tactical arrangement to suppress the opponent.

Westbrook, who didn't leave after sending the tactical board, widened his eyes: "Ye, you are so similar to being a coach, do you plan to find yourself a job in the team after retiring?" But don't say it, you kid really has two brushes, I didn't see it before! ”

Ye Feng laughed: "Boss, there are too many things you haven't seen, then again, there will be no other projects after the game?" No need for a medical check-up or something? ”

Westbrook scolded with a smile: "Hurry up after the game, get out, the list will be announced tomorrow, you kid just let go of 10,000 hearts!" As for the physical examination, you've all done it at the beginning of school, and you'll have a detailed examination after you officially join the team. ”

Then he asked shyly: "Ye, are you here to be a player or a coach?" ”

"Get out!" It was a middle finger that answered him.