The opponent's defensive footsteps were not out of position from beginning to end, and the shaking of his upper body was just for himself. Thinking www.biquge.info of this, Lei Huidong's heart became a little cautious, and his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

I wanted to play him myself, but I didn't expect to be played by my opponent, this feeling is really uncomfortable, and I haven't tasted it for a long time. Fortunately, the other party's action was too realistic, so that many viewers next to him failed to see the clues, so they saved their face. But Mao Feng should have seen it, it doesn't matter, after defeating this opponent, if he defeats Mao Feng as well, he will have nothing to say.

Lei Huidong thought, dribbled back half a step, slightly widened the distance between the two, and began to formally look at the opponent in front of him.

He is a few centimeters shorter than himself, but like himself, he is the type with long hands and fingers, and with a little practice, his mastery of basketball will become more powerful than that of ordinary players. The calf muscles are strong and explosive at first glance, and his bounce and speed have proven this just now. It seems that he is a point guard with a lot of potential.

However, no matter how potential a rookie is, he is still a rookie, he was just careless just now, and a player of this level can't stop him Lei Huidong, so let you see the high-level breakthrough skills.

Thinking of this, Lei Huidong's eyes suddenly became fierce. He stepped forward with his left foot, pressed against the opponent's defensive space, and dribbled the ball under his hip with both hands. He shook his body as he dribbled, and his weight began to move back and forth between his left and right feet.

"This is ......" Looking at this familiar action, Zhao Qianshan's expression on the sidelines became a little strange.

"It's Wen Daobing's ripples, but it's slower than Wen Daobing."

A dexterous voice appeared next to him, Zhao Qianshan turned his head, and saw that Zheng Jiayi had already taken the camera over at some point and began to record on the field.

"It looks like it, but it's not ripples." Zhao Qianshan said seriously.

Zheng Jiayi obviously didn't believe the little old man's words: "Don't bluff me this time, coach, their movements are obviously exactly the same, but there is a difference in speed." ”

"I didn't lie to you," Zhao Qianshan shook his head and said, "The difference in speed means that the results may be two completely different directions. Ripple pays attention to deceiving the opponent, and must use speed to spread the whole body to the surroundings, so that the opponent can not find the direction, in order to achieve the goal of winning with one blow. ”

And Lei Huidong's action did not have such speed. Whether he didn't want to, or if he wasn't fast enough, he didn't have a diffuse ripple effect. On the contrary, his every movement is very steady and steady, as if it is very rhythmic, and every note in this rhythm is firmly in the hands of the ball bearer. So, instead of speed, he focuses on rhythm! Through the change of rhythm, the purpose of deceiving the opponent can also be achieved. ”

"It's so profound!" Zheng Jiayi listened as if it was a joke: "Since you said it's not ripples, what is it?" ”

Zhao Qianshan: "There is no name in the textbook. ”

Zheng Jiayi: "You like to choose a name so much, give one to you." ”

Zhao Qianshan was silent for a while, and said: "Okay, it's called Qianjichang!" ”

Zheng Jiayi rolled her eyes directly.

"Thousands of machines change, and thousands of layers are brittle, you can say whether He Qingping can prevent it."

Zhao Qianshan muttered: "Thousands of machine changes and ripples have their own strengths, and I can't say which one is better." They are all relatively high-level breakthrough skills, and it is difficult for ordinary defenders to defend. However, He Qingping, because he is a newcomer, is not easy to be deceived in rhythm. If you use this trick alone, you should be able to prevent it. ”

Zheng Jiayi: "So, after talking for a long time, it's still useless." ”

Zhao Qianshan: "That's not necessarily, see if the other party will use it in combination with other skills." ”

Zheng Jiayi: "How can you say it like playing a game?" ”

On the court, after Lei Huidong dribbled under his crotch several times in a row, he had regained control of the rhythm in his own hands. Now he has a wonderful sense of contact with the basketball, as if he has become one with the ball, and feels that he can handle the basketball in any way without fouling. This sense of induction is not only in basketball, but also in the entire offensive half. He can sense rebounds and baskets, feel like he can attack from anywhere in the half, and then shoot the basketball with ease.

But there is no defender in front of him in the induction, which is a very strange thing in Lei Huidong's opinion. According to his coach, he is a once-in-a-decade rhythm wizard, and this kind of induction cannot be wrong.

If it had been in the past, the defender would have been in the rhythm he sensed, and he could easily rely on the change of pace to deceive the defender and pass the defender. But in the current situation, the opponent is obviously not controlled by his own rhythm, so the opponent's defensive law has become unpredictable.

Anyway, let's attack a ball first.

The next moment, Lei Huidong changed his rhythm. He used his power in an instant, which made the dribble faster. In an instant, the sound of the basketball hitting the floor continued to sound. At the same time, this voice sounded in the hearts of onlookers, making everyone a little nervous.

Zhao Qianshan's color froze: "Look carefully, he's about to attack!" ”

"Well, I know, everybody can see it." Zheng Jiayi replied.

The next moment, only a snapping sound was heard, interrupting the previous fast-paced dribble. Everyone only saw the basketball get out of Lei Huidong's hands, and then jumped off the court.

Immediately, referee Mao Feng whistled.

"Throw-in, Lei Huidong's possession!"

Although he awarded the ball, Lei Huidong was on the spot.

"I was broken, and I was broken by a rookie, it's ...... How can it be! ”

He looked at his hands incredulously, and then looked at He Qingping opposite, as if he had seen a monster.

He Qingping himself was also very depressed, he could clearly see the opponent's dribble route, and even knew where the basketball would appear in the next moment, but he just couldn't grab the ball.

Every opportunity he could see was fleeting, and he couldn't find the right moment to break the ball. It seems that every place where the ball can be broken is blocked by the opponent's hands and body. It's hard to find a gap that is not blocked, and you can only rack the ball out of bounds, and there is no other direction to use, let alone steal the ball directly into your own hands.

Well, it looks like he's a master!

The two people facing each other thought at the same time.