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No. 13 passed the ball to Ding Xuancan, but Yan Kuan immediately sealed it again. Ding Huangguang instantly passed the ball back to No. 13 with a ground-hitting pass.

"Huh-" Nong Guang took advantage of the second when No. 13 was stunned to take the ball out of his hand, and then made a long pass to Li Changgeng, who hoisted it to Yan Kuan, who had rushed to the basket, and he easily completed a three-step layup.

"Good!" Lu Feng sat on the chair and shook his fist.

"Whoosh-" Luo Zhi wanted to return a mid-pitcher. 65：62。

"Be careful not to miss anyone!" Yan Kuan reminded his teammates.

"Di-" No. 15 knocked the ball out of bounds. Hong Cheng serves a sideline ball.

"Sima Shenji!" Li Changgeng sent the ball to Sima Shenji.

"Di-" Sima Shenji forced a foul on the inside and caused a defensive foul on No. 15. Sima Shenji walked to the free throw line. No. 15 rolled his eyes at Sima Shenji very calmly. Sima Shenji was like he didn't see it.

"Come on." Yan Kuan patted Sima Shenji's shoulder, walked to the rebounding area and leaned down.

"Whoosh-" The first penalty is hit. 66：62。

"Good!" Sima Shenji applauded. Yan Kuan closed his eyes, as if he was recuperating his spirits.

"Smack-" The second penalty came out of the basket.

"Ahh Ding grabbed a defensive rebound.

"Di-" The referee blew the whistle to signal the official timeout. There are two minutes and thirty seconds left in the third quarter.

"How can there be an official timeout?" Li Changgeng asked.

"It's the same as an official game, for the purpose of inserting ads." Yan Kuan replied.

"Is this game live on TV?" Li Changgeng asked again.

"Yes, but the ratings are said to be not good."

………

"Di-" The referee blew his whistle to signal the game to continue.

"Hongcheng, you will win!" Hongcheng high-fived.

"Where are you looking?" Hu Xiaohai asked Dao Tiao.

"Look at the beauty." Knife face pointed at the yellow figure in the VIP seat.

"What kind of beauties," Hu Xiaohai patted his head with a knife face, "Watch the ball well!" ”

"She sneezes in style." The knife face looked confused.

"Where's the style?" Hu Xiaohai asked.

"The upper lip is up, the lower lip is down." Knife Strip Face said.

"Can you get your upper lip down?" Hu Xiaohai was speechless.

No. 2 sent a baseline ball, and Luo Zhi wanted to dribble the ball across the half court. Ding Huangcan rushed in front of Yan Kuan vigorously, ready to catch the ball, but he just couldn't get around, because Yan Kuan and Yan Kuan had already clamped him from the left and right, and No. 13 was basically empty, but Luo Zhixiang didn't seem to see him at all.

"This way!" The 15th goes around to a 45-degree angle to get the ball.

"Up!" Yan Kuan shouted at Li Changgeng. Li Changgeng immediately rushed over to assist in the defense.

Luo Zhi wanted to be in a hurry and threw the ball to the vacant No. 2. No. 2 dribbled the ball, stood firm, grasped the ball, and shot in the middle - no goal. The ball bounced right into the hands of 13.

"Vote for yourself!" Ding Huangguang shouted at No. 13. Number 13 shot in the easiest way - still missed. Sima Shenji grabbed the rebound.

"Give it to me!" Yan Kuan squeezed under the basket while waving his hand for the ball. Sima Shenji made a long pass to Yan Kuan.

Yan Kuan forced a shot in the face of No. 13's defense - no advance. Yan Kuan grabbed the rebound in the frontcourt.

"Next!" Yan Kuan threw the ball to Sima Shenji on the outside. Sima Shenji burst into the penalty area from the left side with the ball and rushed into the net of Ding Huangxuan and No. 13.

"Huh-" No. 15 took out the ball in Sima Shenji's hand from behind. Hong Cheng sent the ball in the front court.

"Give Sima Shenji!" Yan Kuan pushed Ding Huangcang back hard.

Li Changgeng first sent the ball to Sima Shenji, who dribbled the ball twice, and passed the ball diagonally to Li Changgeng at the moment when No. 15 pounced. Li Changgeng made a three-point shot - hollow into the net. 69：64。

"Good!" Lu Feng sat on the chair and shook his fist.

"Good!" Yan Kuan gave Li Changgeng a thumbs up. Li Changgeng smiled.

"That's a good ball." Hu Xiaohai drinks Coke.

"Brother Hu, this Li Changgeng is not very easy to deal with......" The black fat man stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket.

"It's okay, I'll deal with him then." Hu Xiaohai narrowed his eyes.

"Huh-" Ding Xuanguang beat Yan Kuan and succeeded. 69：66。

"Tick-" The referee blew for a defensive foul No. 2. Lee Chang Gung on the free throw line.

"Bang bang-" Yan Kuan slapped Li Changgeng twice.

"Whew-" The first penalty is put into the basket. 70：66。

"Bang-" The second penalty basket came out. Ding grabbed a defensive rebound.

"Counterattack!" Ding Huangcan handed the ball to Luo Zhixiang.

"Don't let go!" Yan Kuan instructed his teammates.

No. 2 seems to have been affected by the foul just now and voted a three-no-stick. No. 13 grabbed the rebound.

"To the Great Sage!" Ding Huangguang shouted at No. 13.

"The Great Sage?" Yan Kuan turned his head to No. 15 and looked at it for a second, "...... the hell is he?"

No. 15 received the ball and went straight inside, throwing a step-back jumper in the face of Yan Kuan and Yan Kuan's double bag - but it didn't go in. Ding Huangcan grabbed the frontcourt rebound from the empty space under the basket and immediately passed the ball back to No. 15. No. 15 broke into the inside line again and attacked Yan Kuan.

"Di-" The referee blew for a defensive foul. No. 15 stands at the free-throw line.

"That No. 15 of the Luo Yang Bing team seems to be quite powerful......" He Luo stroked his beard, "I seem to have seen him somewhere......"

"Hmmm-" "Whew-" both penalties were hit. 70：68。

"What should I do? We can hardly find any way to restrain him now......" Yan Kuan thought to himself.

"Sima Shenji!" Li Changgeng passed the ball to Sima Shenji.

Sima Shenji took a step to the left, and No. 15 immediately took a step forward to the left. Sima Shenji took a step back, and No. 15 took another step forward.

"Vote for yourself!" Yan Kuan shouted. No. 15 immediately raised his hands and kept interfering with Sima Shenji's line of sight, and Sima Shenji couldn't find a chance to make a move.

12，11，10…… There is less and less time to attack.

"This way!" Li Changgeng ran from the baseline to a 45-degree angle to ask for the ball.

Sima Shenji took a step back with difficulty and passed the ball to Li Changgeng. But at this time, No. 2 was also blocked. There are 5 seconds left in the attacking clock.

Li Changgeng first dribbled one step forward, then dribbled one step back, and made a three-point shot at the whistle - missed. Nongguang grabbed the rebound in the frontcourt.

"Nongguang!" Nongguang hits the ball to the ground and passes it to Yan Kuan. Yan Kuan faced the No. 13 mid-shot - and did not enter. Ding grabbed a defensive rebound.

"Last Attack!" Ding Huangguang served in person.

"Defend it!" Yan Kuan shouted to his teammates.

"Great Sage!" Luo Zhi wanted to face the double bag of Li Changgeng and Li Changgeng, and forcibly passed the ball to No. 15.

No. 15 broke through to the left with the ball, but immediately turned around and turned to the right, shook off Sima Shenji, and made a whistle-hit. 70：70。

"Drip-" The third quarter of the game ended.

"No," Yan Kuan walked back to the bench, "we have to find a way to restrain him." ”

"Brother Hu, that No. 15 of the Luoyang Ice Team seems to be quite powerful?" The black fat man asked, "Do you know who he is?" ”

"I don't know," Hu Xiaohai drank Coke, "I haven't seen this person." I'll look it up another day. ”

"What's going on, the commentator doesn't say who the 15th is, just the starter?" The black fat man put down the Coke.

"This narrator is so brain-dead, and you still expect him to tell you which substitute is called and what name?" Hu Xiaohai glanced at the black fat man.

"Captain, it's hard for me to guard against that No. 15." Sima Shenji picked up a towel to wipe his sweat.

"I know, I can see it," Yan Kuan said, "I think not only can we not relax our defense against him, but we also have to continue to strengthen it." We'll have to put a long double trap on him next, or else it will be difficult for you and the Divine Machine to limit him on their own abilities. ”

"Double bag clips? That...... Do you need me to be on the field at the same time as the god machine? Sima Shenji asked.

"I think it should be like this, I have already seen that No. 15 is their real No. 2 person, even if everyone else is abnormal, as long as he and Ding Huangcan are normal, they can bite the score and not let the score difference widen. What's more, he's just like he's not tired, he hasn't had a break since the first quarter, and he's been on the court after we've all had a break, which is quite unusual. ”

"What's wrong?" Nong Guang asked.

"The only players who can play the whole game are basically players from the professional league. From this, it can be seen that he is by no means an ordinary person. ”

"Guys, I'm back." Luo Tian slowly walked out of the aisle.

"Are you feeling better?" Li Changgeng asked.

"Uh-huh, well...... It's better. Luo Tian said.

"How are you vague? Is it okay? Sima Shenji asked loudly.

"Alright." Luo Tian sat down.

"Okay, okay, what's the grind?" Sima Shenji patted Luo Tian on the back.

"Shenji, I'm going to let you and Li Changgeng fight No. 15 together, but you must be careful, don't foul casually, understand?" Tao Ran turned his head to Sima Shenji.

"Understood!" Sima Shenji agreed.

"Chang Gung," Tao Ran looked at Li Chang Geng again, "You play point guard, but once No. 15 holds the ball, you immediately rush over to help God defend him, understand?" ”

"Understood." Li Changgeng shouted loudly.

"Well, doesn't that put their shooting guard out?" Lu Feng didn't understand.

"No problem," Nong Guang replied for Yan Kuan, "Ding Xuancan won't let Ou Feng go on again, you can also see what level that No. 2 is, he can't shoot in the empty basket, it should be no problem to let him go." ”

"Luo Tian, you can play, right?" Yan Kuan asked.

"Well, I can." Luo Tian stretched.

"Okay, you'll be in a minute, and you'll be responsible for passing the ball and taking it well later, don't make low-level mistakes, it's not too demanding, right?"

"Okay, no problem." Luo Tian was reluctant.

"Hongcheng, you will win!"

"The decisive battle has begun, everyone!" Hu Xiaohai took Erlang's leg off and sat upright, "Look good!" ”

"Who is that No. 15 of the Luoyang Ice Team......" He Luo narrowed his eyes, "I seem to have seen him somewhere......"

"Captain, where have you seen him?" Gu Tian asked.

"Where...... I want to think about it...... Oh, by the way," Heluo patted his head, "I seem to have seen him when I was repairing the machine a few days ago, and he came with several people at the time, saying that he wanted to team up for a copy...... But what he was playing I forgot ......."

"So you know who he is?" Gu Tian asked.

"I don't know! I didn't see his ID, how would I know? Heluo asked rhetorically.

"Drop-" The referee blew the whistle at the start of the fourth quarter. Hong Cheng serves a sideline ball.

"Spread out, spread out!" Yan Kuan waved his hand and shouted, "Don't huddle together!" ”

"Keep an eye on it! Don't let it go! Ding Xuanguang pressed hard against Yan Kuan's back.

"Divine Machine!" Li Changgeng passed the ball to Sima Shenji.

Sima Shenji threw a shot in the face of No. 15 - missed. Yan Kuan grabbed the rebound in the frontcourt.

"Attack again!" Yan Kuan threw the ball back to Li Changgeng on the outside.

Li Changgeng broke through with the ball. No. 2 was sealed.

"Smack-" Luo Zhixiang suddenly rushed up and knocked the ball in Li Changgeng's hand from behind. The ball went out of bounds.

"Di-" The referee motioned for Hong Cheng to serve the sideline.

"To Li Changgeng!" Yan Kuan waved in the direction of Li Changgeng. Sima Shenji began to run around, ready to ask for the ball.

"Seal him!" Ding Huangguang shouted.

Luo Zhixiang and Wang Xiaotian rushed towards Li Changgeng from two directions at the same time, but Li Changgeng was not stupid, and immediately passed the ball to Nongguang who was under the basket the moment he received the ball. And Ding Xuancan has been restrained by Yan Kuan, and he can't go over to make up for it.

"Huh-" Nongguang scored an easy layup. 72：70。

"It's so fluid." Helo gritted his teeth.

"Great Sage!" Number 2 passes the ball to number 15.

"Up!" Yan Kuan shouted.

Li Changgeng and Sima Shenji blocked No. 15 from the front and left front, respectively. No. 15 protruded to the right, and Li Changgeng immediately posted it. On the 15th, he changed to the left, and Sima Shenji blocked it again.

"Outside* him!" Nong Guang shouted as he walked around Wang Xiaotian.

"Return!" Ding Huangguang shouted.

No. 15 was already on the sideline and had to make a high toss to pass the ball back to No. 2 in front of the three-point line. No. 2 received the ball and immediately threw it - missed. Nongguang grabbed the rebound.

"What are you anxious about?" Ding Xuancan shouted at No. 2 while returning to the defense, "Can't you hold it steady and then invest in the bank?" ”

"Li Changgeng!" Luo Tian threw the ball to Li Changgeng, who was rushing to the three-point line at a 45-degree angle on the left.

Li Changgeng stopped suddenly, stood firm, grabbed the ball, and shot - "swooh" - hollow into the net. 75：70。

"Good shot!" Tao Ran sat on the chair and shouted.

"It's Li Changgeng again! Strike! Li Changgeng fired again! This is already his fifth three-pointer! Will he be the future three-point king? The narrator began to growl.

"I've never seen the world, and I wasn't like a three-point king before." Li Changgeng muttered.

"Give it to me!" Ding Huangguang shouted at No. 2.

"Ding Xuanguang is going to attack by himself," Hu Xiaohai scratched his head, "It seems that he realizes that Yan Kuan has already begun to cover that No. 15." ”

Ding Huangguang received the ball and squeezed it in step by step. Yan Kuan bent down, raised his hands, lowered his center of gravity, and didn't let Ding Huangxuan advance half a step.

"Tick-" The referee blew for an offensive foul No. 2.

"What are you doing? Would you like to pay attention? "Ding Xuanxuan No. 2.

"Counterattack!" Yan Kuan shouted. (To be continued.) )