Chapter Seventy-One: Last Minute Again! Kong Ming's three-point determination!

"Triangle attack tactics?" The players on the field just now were surprised to hear this term, and Coach Lu Zhi made a brief statement to them, and everyone felt very embarrassed to hear it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"In short, the opponent is now turning the team that originally had only one core into three cores through this tactical combination, which makes their offensive power stronger, and if we don't contain them, we will definitely lose this game..."Coach Lu Zhi cleared his throat. Wait a minute, I'm going to replace Kong Ming and Gongsun Zhan, and the tactical play after that is to use Guan Yu and Zhang Fei's inner containment and Kong Ming's shooting cooperation on the outside to create our own "triangle attack tactics", only in this way can we have hope of reversing the situation! This is the last stand, and I hope that everyone will work together and we will be confident that we will win in the end! You say yes, Captain?" Coach Lu Zhi looked at Gongsun Zhan, who had been sitting absentmindedly just now, and couldn't even hear him on the field, but now he suddenly heard the coach calling him, and finally raised his head, "Oh", he replied mechanically, as if he had no confidence.

"Win or lose in the end, you've done well enough, Captain Gongsun Chan..."Coach Lu Zhi looked at Gongsun Chan with a smile. You deserve the title of captain of our team. ”

"Teach... Coach, you say that..."Gongsun Chan didn't expect Coach Lu Zhi to praise him, he felt embarrassed, and he took a deep breath. "I understand, I'll keep working the field!"

"Okay, everyone is ready to play, you must execute according to the tactics, at the last moment, there is no room for error, so, please everyone." Coach Lu Zhi and the players high-fived together to encourage them.

"Classmate Kong Ming..."When the players walked out of the field, Coach Lu Zhi suddenly stopped Kong Ming. Kong Ming stopped when he heard the coach's voice, and turned his head to look at Coach Lu Zhi in surprise.

"Please look at me and answer seriously..."Coach Lu Zhi looked at Kong Ming with worried eyes. Are you physically fit to do it?"

"I'm okay coach!" Kong Ming smiled gratefully at the coach. "I'm confident that I can handle the next game, please trust me, coach." After Kong Ming finished speaking, he turned around and ran out of the field.

"I hope he doesn't use the 'repeater' again, but I have a hunch that he will..."

"You guys did okay to pull away at the last minute, keep this posture until the end and win this game!" Coach Nanhua still has a serious face.

"Can't take those guys lightly! Although they don't have much hope of winning now, I can feel their desire to win when I play them. These people are completely different from the previous opponents in the first and second rounds, and they will definitely try their best to fight back, and they cannot be underestimated..."Zhang Jiao calmly analyzed.

"Yes, Zhang Jiao is also serious, it is rare to see him so serious and cautious before, this is the style of a general. However, the opponent's strength has ended here, and they can't cope with the triangle attack tactics. Coach Nanhua also gave the players a shot in the arm at the end.

"Look, Kong Ming! The last moment is finally out! Go on Kong Ming, you will definitely be able to defeat your opponent! Yueying excitedly patted Cui Zhouping's back with her palm, and Cui Zhouping's face turned purple and he coughed so much that he could barely speak.

"Quick... Fast... Save... I..."Cui Zhouping kept asking for help from the people next to him. Xu Shu cupped his eyes and lowered his head a little blushing. "I also want to be bullied like this by Yueying..."He was surprised that he would have such a dirty thought.

"Oh, the other side has sent out the final lineup, and it looks like it's going to fight to the ground!" The audience at Yellow Turban Middle School on the stage was in a commotion. "It's useless, I've never seen the Yellow Turban Middle School players fight so hard, they can't have a chance of winning." The crowd was almost unanimous in agreeing that the game was sealed.

"Kong Ming, get ready!" On the field, Liu Bei patted Kong Ming on the shoulder and nodded to him.

"Hmm!" Kong Ming also reciprocated Liu Bei with a firm look. However, he knows very well in his heart that his physical condition is no longer optimistic, just sitting up from his seat is already feeling dizzy, and there is still more than half a quarter of the game, how can such a body persevere?

Kong Ming recalled his previous self, he was an extremely cautious person, and the only time he made a mistake in his life was when he used the "empty city strategy" in Xicheng, but he also responded to that strategy after careful consideration. And now, he doesn't know how long his body can last on the court, he knows that he is doing reckless things, but he doesn't want to give up, he also wants to fight with Liu Bei and them, and now what supports him to continue is the enthusiasm of the young who does not admit defeat, the affection between brothers, and the love of basketball! He closed his eyes and adjusted his state, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of fearless fighting spirit!

At the last moment of the game, the atmosphere was strong and had reached the extreme, and Hanli Middle School was organized by Liu Bei to control the ball and slowly advance the attack.

As time passed, the blockade of the inside line of the Yellow Turban Middle School became more tight, and Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were blocked by the five opponents on the inside line.

"It's hard to open the inside line, in this case..."Liu Bei didn't think much about it, and suddenly passed the ball to Kong Ming on the outside line on the other side.

Kong Ming seemed to be ready, and after receiving the ball, he quickly took a step back and made a move.

"Three... Three points!" The opponents couldn't help but be shocked when they saw Kong Ming's shooting action, they didn't expect someone from Hanli Middle School to shoot three points.

"Yes, there is no choice now, and the only way to recover the difference as soon as possible is to shoot three points. O god of luck, please grant me miracles!" Kong Ming resolutely shot when no one stepped forward to guard his opponent.

The ball slices in a beautiful arc in mid-air, but finally flies powerlessly out of the bottom of the basket. Three do not stick! Yellow Turban Middle School Ball Possession.

"It's really bad..."Kong Ming looked a little frustrated when he returned to the defense.

"It's okay Kong Ming, it's like this when I first played..."Liu Bei comforted Kong Ming while returning to the defense.

"Now it's still throwing three no-sticks, and the opponent is also at the end of the road, haha..."The fans of Yellow Turban Middle School mocked the opponent's performance.

But Zhang Jiao was not careless, he quickly controlled the ball to the opponent's frontcourt, constantly looking for a pass object.

Liu Bei stared at him closely, and his eyes did not leave Zhang Jiao's hand to control the ball for a moment.

Zhang Jiao suddenly passed the ball out, and the ball suddenly passed to Zhang Bao's hand, and after passing the ball, Zhang Jiao rushed straight to the inside line, and Liu Bei also followed closely beside him.

Zhang Bao faced Kong Ming's defense, and Kong Ming opened his hands to defend against the opponent's attack.

"What a pity, do you really think you can stop me? It's a mistake to have a bench to defend a scoring core!" Zhang Bao, who was stepping on the three-point line, suddenly jumped out in front of Kong Ming, and didn't seem to take Kong Ming in his eyes at all. The opponent's shot was extremely fast, and before Kong Ming could jump to defend, the opponent's ball was already in mid-air.

"Huh!" The ball hit the center of the box!59-48!The Yellow Turban Middle School took another double-digit lead, and Zhang Bao continued to keep the ball pitching for a while, causing the crowd to scream wildly. The situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for Hanli Middle School.