After a five-minute break, a whistle from PE teacher Deng Xiong announced the start of the final quarter.

Zhang Fan led four teammates onto the court.

"Have you all remembered the tactics I just told you?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Remember!"

Zhang Fan and the five of them formed a circle, holding hands and cheering for themselves.

"Come on!"

Li Muyu was off the field, blushing and waving to cheer for Zhang Fan.

She didn't know what level Zhang Fan's strength was, so her heart was full of anxiety.

Everyone in the second and third classes of junior high school saw that they were all on the bench on the other side, and several main forces were resting off the field, they were very puzzled, could it be that the sixth class of junior high school gave up like this?

Physical education teacher Deng Xiong was also suspicious, he knew Zhang Fan and knew that he was the class leader of Class 6, but he didn't see Zhang Fan playing.

The whistle blew, and the ball of the sixth class of the first year of junior high school.

Zhang Fan took the ball sent by Ding Ziyun from the bottom line and began to dribble forward.

Zhang Fan exchanged dribbles with his left and right hands, dribbled under his crotch, his eyes didn't look at his hands at all, and his eyes kept staring ahead.

As soon as the second-year players saw Zhang Fan's dribbling movements, they knew that he was not simple.

At least in the entire second year of junior high school, they had never seen such a smooth two-handed dribble.

After Deng Xiong saw Zhang Fan's movements, a flash of light flashed in front of his eyes, and he realized that the outcome of this game might not be easy to say.

Although the sixth class of the first year of junior high school was a full 17 points behind, Zhang Fan was not impatient and slowly dribbled across the front court.

Waiting for his teammates to settle down, three of them stood outside the three-point line, and Ding Ziyun stood on the inside.

Opposite Zhang Fan is the captain of the basketball team of the second and third classes of junior high school, Hua Chen, who is also a member of the basketball team of the second grade of junior high school.

Hua Chen's whole person was half-squatting, less than a position away from Zhang Fan, staring at Zhang Fan deadly.

Brilliance is quick and especially good at stealing and creating opportunities for fast breaks.

In the first three quarters, when Jin Miao, who was in the sixth class of junior high school, was serving as a guard, he made three steals in a row, and scored quickly, pulling the score away in one fell swoop.

Zhang Fan held the ball, stood up straight and dribbled at the top arc of the three-point line.

In Brilliance's view, Zhang Fan committed the taboo of dribbling.

When dribbling, be sure to half-squat, dribble with one hand, and preferably protect the ball with the other.

He concentrated his attention, stared closely at the basketball in Zhang Fan's hand, and slowly approached.

Now is the time!

The moment Zhang Fan slapped the ball downward, Hua Chen pounced, he was overjoyed, his fingertips seemed to touch the spinning basketball, as long as he poked it hard, the ball was stolen by himself again.

The moment Hua Chen rushed out to grab the ball, the physical education teacher Deng Xiong shook his head, Hua Chen was fooled, he saw that Zhang Fan deliberately sold a flaw, and kept luring Hua Chen to take the initiative.

Sure enough, the moment Hua Chen pounced, Zhang Fan's reaction speed was more agile, and the basketball in his right hand cleverly dribbled to his back, and after the ball hit the ground, it instantly turned to Zhang Fan's left hand, so he completely avoided Hua Chen's steal.

At the same time, Zhang Fan took a step forward and left Hua Chen behind.

Zhang Fan took the ball and quickly rushed to the inside line, and the inside players in the second and third classes of the junior high school pounced to fill the position.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, made a ground pass, and passed the ball to Ding Ziyun on the inside.

At this time, the other three members of the second and third classes of junior high school were all defending people on the outside, and it was too late to come back to make up for the defense.

Ding Ziyun became an empty position, holding the ball under the basket and no one defended.

The ball went in.

The score is 32:47.

Ding Ziyun, who scored the goal, was full of redness, and he himself was a little unbelievable.

But the applause from the audience was sparse, and the students in the sixth class of the first year of junior high school seemed to feel that this was a dying struggle.

And Xu Cheng, who was resting off the field, looked shocked after seeing Zhang Fan's performance, and seemed to see hope.

Li Muyu's face was full of excitement and applauded vigorously. Although she couldn't read the ball, she also knew that Zhang Fan had the greatest credit for this goal.

Zhang Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that Ding Ziyun would not even be able to seize this opportunity to have an empty position under the basket, so he would really be powerless to return to the sky today.

It was the turn of the second and third classes of the junior high school to attack.

Hua Chen took the ball, he had been black-faced since the beginning, as a member of the second-grade basketball team, he was actually played by the junior high school junior high-school students!

He looked at Zhang Fan, who was staring at him in front of him, and while dribbling, he thought about how to break through and regain face.

Changing direction, stopping suddenly, and accelerating, Brilliance tried his best, but Zhang Fan was like a dogskin plaster, clinging to him, leaving him helpless.

"Pay attention to the remaining time to attack, 8,7 ......" the voice of physical education teacher Deng Xiong suddenly sounded on the court.

Each offense on the basketball court cannot exceed 24 seconds, and more than 24 seconds is considered an offense.

When Hua Chen heard the referee counting the seconds, he panicked and barely shot while standing outside the three-point line.

Brush~

After the basketball hits the net, it flies straight out of bounds.

All the spectators in the audience burst into laughter, if it wasn't for the basketball that ended up with the Nets, the ball would have become a three-not-touch.

"Well prepared!" Xu Cheng, who was sitting on the floor, shouted at the top of his voice.

The applause and cheers of the sixth class of the first year of junior high school gradually increased.

"Captain, I passed the ball just now, I'm all empty!" A member of the second and third classes of junior high school was a little dissatisfied and said to Hua Chen.

Hua Chen looked embarrassed and said: I'm sorry, I must pay attention next time. ”

He took a deep breath and looked like he was going to fight with all his might.

It's the turn of the sixth class of junior high school to attack the ball.

Zhang Fan quickly dribbled across the frontcourt, allowing all four teammates to pull to the outside, leaving the inside empty.

Zhang Fan wants to play Brilliance alone.

Hua Chen didn't dare to break the ball casually, one meter away from Zhang Fan, concentrating on preventing his breakthrough.

Zhang Fan dribbled skillfully with both hands, exchanging dribbles left and right, dribbling under his crotch, and moved forward step by step.

And Hua Chen retreated step by step, he was afraid that if he took a step forward, Zhang Fan would break through.

Zhang Fan has already dribbled past the free throw line, and when he reached his effective range, he saw that the opponent was so far away from him, this was the first step after he wanted to prevent himself from starting, but was it useful?

In Brilliance's eyes, Zhang Fan pulled up and shot without warning.

Before he could react, Zhang Fan had already made a move.

In fact, after Zhang Fan dribbled the ball to his effective range, he maintained a posture that he could shoot at any time.

The basketball draws a beautiful arc in the air, right in the heart of the net!

The score became 34:47!

In just one minute, under the leadership of Zhang Fan, the sixth class of junior high school has recovered 4 points.

"This ......" Hua Chen was already speechless in shock, and he felt a serious sense of frustration.

"Damn it!" With Brilliance's mid-range shot, Ding Ziyun grabbed the rebound, and Zhang Fan once again successfully defused the opponent's offensive.

"Two people wrap this boy!"

Hua Chen couldn't take care of it anymore, and he could see that if he didn't restrain Zhang Fan anymore, he was afraid that the balance of victory would tilt to the opposite side.