Chapter Thirty-Eight: Early Exit
"Let's see, Class 16 has opened the gap, is this going to give Bu Xiaotian a single?" The golden spout raises the decibels.
As Jin Mouth said, at this time, the defense of the fourth class was completely scattered in the form of a net, and Li Shuai controlled the ball at the entrance of the net.
I saw Bu Xiaotian and Li Shuai nodding their heads at the same time, and Bu Xiaotian moved towards Li Shuai.
Going to pass it on?
Zhong Jinyun reacted immediately and hurriedly blocked the junction. At the same time, Zhao Biao stepped forward and posted Li Shuai, who was controlling the ball.
Four-person handover.
"Oh! This turned out to be a beautiful block for Whistling Sky. Golden Mouth exclaimed.
To everyone's surprise, Bu Xiaotian took Zhao Biao and Zhong Jinyun as soon as he got stuck, and Li Shuai took this opportunity to wipe to the left and walked away.
Hit the shot. 42 to 41. 16 classes overtaken.
"Captain, good block." Li Shuai and Bu Xiaotian gave a loud high-five.
"Zhong Jinyun, my mistake, I misjudged." Zhao Biao said apologetically.
"It's fine." Zhong Jinyun shook his hand.
Of course, Zhao Biao is not to blame for this, my own judgment is also on Bu Xiaotian. But why didn't my attention come back right away?
……
Zhao Biao made a beautiful breakthrough pass, and Zhong Jinyun on the outside took the lead, using Wang Song's blocking and demolition to get rid of Bu Xiaotian. However, Whistling Sky is not a simple block to be shaken off. The second after being blocked, he turned on the full-speed mode and followed Zhong Jinyun's head.
The wind whistled.
Zhong Jinyun didn't dare to turn back, for fear that the second he turned back, he would be caught up by Bu Xiaotian.
"Whistling Sky has caught up!" Qiaoyu exclaimed.
To everyone's surprise, Zhong Jinyun, who did not slow down, was caught up for the first time after throwing off Bu Xiaotian.
"Looks like you're going to the limit?" Golden Mouth said from the heart.
Zhong Jinyun glanced at Bu Xiaotian, who came from the face, and the fierce face hit his brain.
Zhong Jinyun's wrist paused, and Bu Xiaotian shook his hand.
Break the ball!
Li Lang had already rushed to the front court non-stop.
Li Shuai made a strong pass, and the result was not to be thought about.
What greeted the fourth shift back to defense was a roar of the basket with both hands dunked angrily.
Oh, oh! ~~~~~~~~~~~
The four classes made frequent mistakes in successive offenses, and the sixteenth class certainly did not let go of this excellent opportunity, expanding the score to 50-43 in one fell swoop.
Bu Xiaotian wiped the corners of his mouth, and the pride of the king appeared on his face again.
And Zhong Jinyun's face, except for sweat, it is sweat, there is no more.
He can only hunch his waist or stroll and relax when he is serving or not in possession, even if he is stubborn and does not admit it, but the limit of his physical strength still can't escape.
"It seems that yes, Zhong Jinyun's physical strength has basically been exhausted." Golden Mouth sighed.
"But this is the middle of the field?" Puzzled, he asked.
The question has just come out of my mouth.
Bu Xiaotian was a very deceptive cross step that deceived Zhong Jinyun, who was not able to follow the defense, and then vigorously retreated and jumped forward. Jump, shoot.
Honk! ~~~~
Whistle press!
52 to 43!
The half-time whistle blew and the first half ended.
Surrounded by the cheers of "the king of the court, set me to Xiaotian", Bu Xiaotian led the leading sixteen classes to the lounge.
And what about Class 4?
A group of people were clustered around Zhong Jinyun, who was half-lying on the bench, with his eyes closed, panting heavily.
"How?"
"Is it okay?"
"Come on, let's drink saliva first."
The eager question didn't make Zhong Jinyun speak, he was really speechless. The continuous attack and defense brought his body and nerves to the limit that he had not experienced in a long time, his concentration decreased, his steps slowed down, and his hands began to stiffen, all of which were exposed unreservedly in the last few minutes.
"Here comes the ice pack!" Li Qin rushed to the scene with a heavy ice pack.
Hiss!
There was a piercing pain, and the left foot, which had been bearing weight for a long time, began to redden.
The faint red color made the fourth class and the gang worry. This pain fills their chests even more.
Depressed and powerless.
Finally, Zhong Jinyun spoke.
"I, I'm fine." Zhong Jinyun cheered up and did it slowly, "In the second half, I'm okay." ”
"Stop talking nonsense! I've just discussed it with you, the third section, don't go on, let's come! Li Tiande roared.
"But," Zhong Jinyun still wanted to fight.
"Nothing more." Zhao Biao leaned over to his face, "Remember, in the fourth quarter, give me a full blood return." ”
"Yes, Zhong Jinyun, we will withstand it." Wang Song said.
"Don't worry, we'll do it." Li Weiping is not far behind.
Seeing that everyone was scrambling to vote for confidence, Zhong Jinyun was silent. A warm current in my heart.
Remember, you're not alone!
"Okay!"
There was another loud whistle, and Xu Qi returned to the arena early. He is looking forward to the next competition, although this is too small to be small in the class finals, there are two exciting talents, one is too fast to keep up with the king, and the other is too clever to catch the newcomer.
Wouldn't you still keep your eyes open and enjoy such a duel?
The narrator also returned to his position, adjusting the microphone, ready to prepare for the next showdown.
"We see that the starting players of Class 16 have been the first to return to the field. Looking at their relaxed expressions, this game seems like a bag. The clever tongue glanced at the step roaring sky who stepped onto the field with his head held high.
As soon as Bu Xiaotian returned to the field, the cheering group began to shout his name happily again.
"Eh, the players of the fourth class are back on the field." Qiaoyu continued, "However, however, Zhong Jinyun didn't even get on! ”
As soon as Qiao Yu said this, Jinzui, who was still drinking water to adjust his mood, suddenly closed the water cover, pounced forward, and glanced at the players on the field.
Like everyone else, my mind is full of questions.
Why is that?!
Bu Xiaotian also noticed this, and looked over to the bench, Zhong Jinyun was not there either.
Bu Xiaotian, who was full of questions, took advantage of the fact that the game had not yet started and walked towards the fourth class.
"Hey, where's he?"
"No." Li Tiande did not look back.
"Why?" Whistling is chasing after him.
This time, Li Tiande turned his head, and the pair of blood-boiling eyes were particularly conspicuous at this time.
"Because, and us!"
“.。” Bu Xiaotian didn't respond and withdrew his own half.
"Did they disarm and surrender?" Li Lang saw that Bu Xiaotian was back, so he stepped forward and asked jokingly.
"I don't know." Bu Xiaotian shook his head and replied.
……
Li Tiande opened his hand to bring everyone together. Sonorously and forcefully,
"I don't know when he'll be fully recovered, but this section, we're going to get through it!"
Everyone nodded vigorously.
Eyes meet, hearts blend.
"Class four!" Li Tiande yelled,
"Up!" Everyone shouted in unison.
This section, let the horses come!