“go！” This is the game, Carl took the ball from the bottom line, waved his hand, everyone else surpassed Carl, and there was not a very obvious block between each other, everyone quickly arrived in the front court, the rotation between positions, and the running between people without the ball, if there is a famous player outside the field, it can definitely be seen that this team is a well-trained and tactical team.

But outside the arena at this time, no one thinks about any tactical issues, because the result of this game has long been presented in front of everyone's eyes, and what people want to see now is wonderful pictures, those pictures that can make people's blood boil or jump and shout wonderful.

This is the semi-finals, Corua has led the opponent by 12 points, and the time is already more than halfway through the fourth quarter, the main players have rested in the second half of the third quarter, so the physical strength is still sufficient, and the opponent's main players are exhausted, and the helpless expression of the opposing coach has revealed the result of this game.

Yan Yufeng catches the ball.

"No. 8!! No. 8 !! "The moment they received the ball, the crowd started to boil because the number 8 had surprised them so much in this game.

Even the die-hard fans of Corua are still very surprised, and the number 8 will always give them all kinds of surprises when they watch Corua's games without falling a game.

In the first half of this game, the score was still very close, but in the last 5 seconds of the second quarter, Yan Yufeng made a super difficult shot, with two blocks, a very large three-point stepback, which led the score to 5 points at the end of the half, and also increased the morale of Korua.

Yan Yufeng didn't seem to hear the shouts of the audience, still breathing calmly, looking at the defenders in front of him, the defenders have been insisting, although he understands that this game is lost, but such a long time of hard work can't be in vain, even if he loses, he has to output a man's appearance.

"Whew!" Yan Yufeng understood the meaning in his eyes, that is, even if he lost, he had to stand and lose, and he couldn't just give up, so let's really fight.

A sliding step to the right, the defenders immediately followed, Yan Yufeng's upper body suddenly shook to the left, and the defenders couldn't help but return to the original direction again, but Yan Yufeng just shook his upper body, the center of gravity was still on the right, and his left foot slammed out, and his body rushed out like an arrow.

Jump, wrist force, fall, ball into the basket.

This series of actions, from catching the ball, to breaking, to emergency stops, to shooting. Everything is as smooth as flowing water, which makes the opposing coach have an urge to applaud.

The opposing players still made an effort gesture to each other, and attacked the half of the court with the ball, although the crowd outside the stadium has been shouting for Coruya, but they are also deeply moved by the spirit of this team, there is no boo, as long as the goal is scored, the applause is still very warm. No matter how the goal is scored, but seeing the tired looks on the faces of their players, everyone knows that scoring a goal has consumed a lot of their energy, and these five players have the possibility of falling down at any time, which is a manifestation of serious physical exhaustion.

The members of the Kruya team had thought about releasing the water, but seeing that Yan Yufeng had been working hard to defend and attack, they understood that if the water was released, it would be more sorry for them, what they needed was to fight, not to release the water from Coruya, which would be an insult to them.

"Hold on!" Yan Yufeng walked past them and said to their captain.

"Thank you, I will!" The captain replied, in the eyes of others, it is just two people passing by, but for the opponent's captain, there will always be a sense of gratitude when he sees Yan Yufeng in the future, whenever he wants to give up, this Chinese No. 8 will always provoke himself, after that game he knows the truth of never giving up, once he gives up, then no matter what happens in the future, at that time, you are definitely a coward.

"!! Toot The final whistle sounded, but the captain of the opposing party still insisted on jumping, threw the last ball, watched the ball jump on the basket a few times, and finally entered the net unwillingly, a smile appeared on his face, and when he was about to fall, Yan Yufeng walked over and hugged him.

"Thank you!" Yan Yufeng's ears rang with this word again.

Yan Yufeng didn't speak, accepted this thank you, and handed him over to the team members who came to support.

Everything needs to be explained in words, the players of Corrua jumped high and hugged each other, this game was won, then the representation of the city has been obtained, what could be more happy than this?

"We won!!! Won!! Everyone cheered and hugged each other, although it was not a final against Decari, but it was a semi-final, and winning this match would indicate that they would have the right to represent New York and play against the best players in the New York continent.

"The feeling I haven't felt in a long time is back!" This is Yan Yufeng's feeling.

"Don't worry about credits anymore, haha!" Stephen jumped and made a fuss, no matter what he did or said at this time, no one cared!

The representation of the city has been obtained, which is won by the efforts of all the players of Koruya, during this time, everyone's training has been very hard, almost everyone has quit most of the bad habits, usually Stephen always has two sips, but almost no alcohol has been touched for more than a month, Yan Yufeng likes to watch NBA videos at night, but the training during the day is always too tired, and he has fallen asleep after going back to the bed.

Joe's shooting around the three-second zone has also improved dramatically, and the team's coordination has gone up a notch. That's the result of the effort.

"We've won the representation of New York City, so the next game is against Decari High School, win or lose, we're going to keep going, what do you guys think about the next game!"

After the game, when everyone gathered to chat, Coach George walked in and asked.

"Decari ......," the crowd was silent at first, "all or nothing!" Stehan raised his head and said, the look in his eyes was so determined.

"Yes, the captain is right, we are desperate, if we win the next game, then we will be the heroes of Corrua!"

Everybody said.

"Good, good, good!" Coach George said yes three times in a row, and his voice trembled a little, he was excited, yes, he was excited, excited for this group of players, looking at their still somewhat childish faces showing such a determined look, facing a very strong enemy, still daring to challenge like this......

"All or nothing!"

"All or nothing!"

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