Dawn faced Nie Yun, the God of Wealth next to him carried Iman and looked at him with a tiger's eye, he shook up, Nie Yun thought he was going to shoot, raised his hands to intercept, Dawn retracted, dribbled away to the side, the God of Wealth gave up Iman at the moment, rushed to make up for the defense, Dawn pulled out the jump shot, the God of Wealth also pounced, Nie Yun who had landed behind jumped again, the two formed a sandwich biscuit trend, completely blocked the air field, Dawn smiled at the corner of his mouth, lowered his hand, passed, Iman shot after receiving the ball, Finally scored the first basketball at the 5-minute mark of the first quarter.

Subsequently, the two sides strengthened their defense, but the six classes cooperated like a cloud, resulting in the nine classes being more flowered, completely disrupting the position of the nine classes, and there was still 1 minute before the end of the first quarter, and the score gap was pulled to 15 points.

"Huh!" Dawn steals the pass of the God of Wealth, rushes thousands of miles to attack the enemy camp, and kills out of Cao Ying like Guan Yu back then, as if entering no man's land, flying and splitting dunks, and the basket swaying. Dawn stood down, thinking that this could always break the morale of the other side! Unexpectedly, the God of Wealth was like Deng Dud, not moved at all, and after receiving Nie Yun's pass after halftime, he directly chose to shoot three points.

Instead of shrinking, the score was widened by the opponent, and Dawn secretly screamed in his heart that it was bad, and he tried his best to harass and attack desperately in the remaining dozens of seconds, which brought the score to 25-16 at the end of the first quarter, but even so, the four people on the court had begun to doubt the world.

The players on both sides go back to their respective homes and find their own mothers. On the side of Class 9, Coach Liu was so angry that he couldn't speak at this time, and he scolded:

"What kind of planes are you doing, the tactics you laid out yesterday? Why can't I see a shadow today? ”

Everyone lowered their heads in shame, they were also sad about falling behind by 14 points in the first quarter, but there was no way, the cooperation of the sixth class was too good, and they often played unexpectedly, even if there was a vacancy here, as soon as the ball passed, another person would come up to interfere, and how could he score when he barely shot.

On the sixth class, Nie Feng looked at the big score lead, and said: "Let's just guard against dawn later, that kid has turned on the G state, and he will soon lose his strength, as for the others, there is nothing to fear."

"Hmm!"

"Everyone hurry up and drink saliva, and the second quarter begins." Listening to the referee's whistle, Nie Feng put down the bottle in his hand and said.

"You'll listen to me later, and I'll kick your ass in the second quarter like the first quarter." Coach Liu shouted to the crowd on the court.

Because of the lead, Nie Feng will rest with the God of Wealth opposite Liming, and chase with Liming in the first quarter, which is unbearable for anyone. He had studied Class 9 and others, and had also seen the terrifying ability of G-state players, and he thought in his heart that the attack of the people who opened the G-state could not be stopped at all, with their current level, it was difficult to stop anyway, he simply changed to Ah Hu, who only had a B- score, to consume Liming's physical strength, he planned that as long as Class 9 did not pull the score to within 5 points, he would not let the God of Wealth play, save the opportunity to the third quarter, and blow up Class 9 in one fell swoop, and take away the victory in waves.

Ah Hu's rating is a bit low, so he can't keep up with the rhythm of the other four, but even so, with the cooperation of many years, he still slowly and reluctantly keeps up with the rhythm of everyone. During this time, Liming frequently distributed the ball to his teammates, trying to make his teammates open it, but where did the opposite side agree, he insisted on messing up the offense of the ninth class with a drag oil bottle, but the ninth class was also angry, and the score came to 35-25, still ten points behind.

Ah Hu's rhythm kept up, the sixth class and others converted the defensive mode into combat mode, the ninth class and others fell into the positional battle of the sixth class and others, and the dawn of the split score no longer worked, but the attack of the sixth class was more accurate.

Seven minutes passed in the second quarter, and the score gap was stretched to 15 points again, and Dawn took the ball forward and did not choose to pass again, he motioned for everyone to come up and block the demolition, and he decided to go it alone.

The teammates will understand, knowing that it would be bad if they didn't rely on Dawn's personal ability at this time, they kept changing positions to block and dismantle, even if the opposite side could prevent a person in a key position from killing a person who ran out of the half court to ask for the ball!

"Stop Dawn, guard against the next 5 minutes, and don't let him do it alone." Nie Feng sensed the clue and shouted outside.

Everyone's pick-and-roll allowed Dawn to seize the opportunity, first changing his direction slightly, then drifting to the right to avoid defenders and shooting, and the basketball fell into the basket so obediently. Dawn made a backward gesture for his teammates to return to defense, and he watched the basketball move as he retreated.

Suddenly, he rushed to the front before half the court passed, and his teammates fell to the ground, but the more amazing thing was still behind, Liming actually grabbed the basketball in front of Nie Feng, and then sent the basket to the basket, and then he ran back to the front court without looking back, leaving Nie Feng, who gritted his teeth, to go crazy alone in the basket.

The God of Wealth under the "Beep Beep" field was afraid that Nie Feng would be impulsive, so he called a timeout, and Liming also took advantage of this time to rest and reserve his strength.

After a period of discussion between the two sides, the sixth class calmed down, the ninth class decided on the attacker, and the game started again.

Ah Hu clinged to the dawn defense, wasting his physical strength desperately. Dawn kept relying on his teammates' blocking and dismantling to run away from the position and save physical strength. The defense broke the ball, the offensive three-pointer, and in the last 24 seconds, the offensive score of Jiuban relying on Dawn narrowed to 9 points. But at the moment the ball is in the hands of the opponent.

Nie Feng got the ball, calculated the time and walked to the halfcourt, intending to delay the time at the half. In 15 seconds, Liming shook off Ah Hu and rushed to Nie Feng's side, Nie Feng hurriedly passed the ball, Liming stretched his arm and slapped the basketball, Nie Feng saw Liming get the ball, and rushed to Liming with an arrow step, Liming knew that time was running out, so he jumped directly in place, and stretched out his hand to Nie Feng's slap, Nie Feng's heart was not good, he was about to foul, and before he could stretch out his hand back, a crisp thug sounded. The most critical thing is that Liming's half-time three-point score actually went in, Liming steadily made free throws, leaving less than 1 second for the sixth class, they simply stopped playing and walked into the second half with a slight lead.

Off the court, Liming said: "In the third quarter, I want to rest, the load of the pseudo-G state is too heavy, if I play later, the fourth quarter will definitely not be able to hold on." He sat down in the rest area, and the classmates who would massage in the class took the initiative to come up and help Liming pinch his feet to make him recover faster.

Just like the last time he played with the first class, Liming also chose to rest in the third quarter, but last time there was Li Jing on the court to mediate, but this time Li Jing was injured, and Iman and others lacked self-confidence, who would come to save the ninth class?