Leng Yan's posture in the air is extremely domineering, and in the face of the exhaustive interception of Bu Xiaotian behind him, he can stretch his waist, twist and twist, hold the ball in his hand, and turn high.

The expression of the audience at this time was exactly the same as that of Bu Xiaotian in the air, frightened, completely frightened.

Right next to Bu Xiaotian's outstretched hand, Leng Yan's hand was raised high and spun the ball into the net.

Ball in!

A person who burst out with the strongest speed in an instant, after traveling at high speed and even jumping, at the moment when he was about to approach the basket, he could react so quickly, he could feel the position that Bu Xiaotian behind him was throwing, and then skillfully dodged, and it was moving again in the air.

In the Wuhan University League, there will be such a player, I remember that Duan Yifei and Beifu did not have such a reaction in the last attack.

This turned out to be a high school student!

It's horrible!

"The strength of this cold statement has increased a lot." The man with a foreign accent sighed.

"Yes, there are some dangerous people in Wuhan every year, and the 23rd in white clothes is also a little strong, captain." Someone followed up and said, "Even if he is blown up by cold words, I think he deserves attention." ”

"Yes, Captain. He dared to be one-on-one in the face of cold words in the explosive state, which is enough to be taken seriously, although the result is very miserable. Another said.

"No, no, Aji, you're not right, although this team called Beifu No. 1 Middle School has always used one-on-one anti-cold words, but who dares to say that this is the worst plan. If you think about it, if once the bag clamp is adopted, then the defense of Beifu will completely collapse, and the rest of the people in the imperial city are not vegetarians, even if they are not the main force now. "The man who is called the captain has the final word.

In short, as these people say, Beifu has completely collapsed.

The score was stretched to 25 points, and there were only three minutes left in the third quarter.

It seems that the fortune of the dark horse in Beifu is coming to an end.

Honk!

Beifu immediately requested a moratorium.

Ay.

A sigh.

Xie Cangxing felt a little tightness in his chest and stood up.

"Brother?" Xie Yingyi, who was on the side, also stood up.

"It's okay, I want to go out and get some air." Xie Cangxing motioned to Xie Yingyi not to come out with him.

Looking at his brother's distant back, Xie Yingyi felt indescribable distress in her heart.

Outside the museum.

Xie Cangxing took out a cigarette from his pouch and lit a fire that was a little unfamiliar. He is not a smoker, and for any athlete, smoking and alcohol should not be touched, let alone become a hobby, because tobacco and alcohol have a great impact on the liver and lungs of the sports eye. However, for Xie Cangxing, the so-called tobacco is just a prop to vent his frustration, and wine is another matter.

The fire is extinguished, the smoke burns, and the clouds are spewed out.

Xie Cangxing naturally knew one thing in his heart. Looking at the results, almost everyone will say that Beifu fought too badly, but the reality is not exactly.

Any team that has the ability to break into the finals of Wuhan colleges and universities will not be a fuel-efficient lamp, and neither will Beifu. Throughout the third quarter, Beifu has done its best. Without Qin Feng, the ability to attack from the inside line was almost completely gone, and without Zhong Jinyun, the biggest variable that could compete with the Imperial City was also gone. But Beifu didn't give up, Li Lang broke out, if it weren't for Leng Yan's sudden force, Beifu could still stalemate until the last quarter.

But can you blame Beifu?

That's the gap, that's the strength, that's the helpless fact that you have to admit.

"Ah Xiang, do you think Beifu can win?"

Xie Cangxing opened his heart and asked the sky, but no one answered, like smoke quietly disappearing in the air.

……

Beifu bench.

Everyone was silent, and in their eyes, it seemed that they were slowly coming to terms with the fact that they were going to lose.

Yes, even the strongest Bu Xiaotian was defeated in the duel with Leng Yan, and such a loss seemed inevitable.

Qi Tie was pondering, he really couldn't think of any other way to stop the rout.

"Captain!"

A sound pierced the silent air.

Qi Tie tilted his head and saw that the speaker was Li Yuan, and he had not played in this game until now. It's no wonder that if you step down to Xiaotian and go up to Li Yuan, Beifu will really not attack.

However, what is Li Yuan's intention to shout out now.

Everyone looked at Li Yuan with questioning expressions.

"Captain, I wish I could play!"

Li Yuan said sonorously, as if he was not knocked down by this predicament.

"Huh?"

The crowd was shocked.

"I know that my scoring ability may not be outstanding, and I don't have much chance of winning against the cold words of the Imperial City. But as a Beifu player, I can't sit on the bench anymore and watch my teammates fight on the field. I guess that's not allowed by any fighter! ”

Qi Tie was surprised.

"Captain, I want to play, even if I can only play at the end of the third quarter, I will definitely do my best to tell others that I Li Yuan is strong, and I don't want to be a cheerleader!" Li Yuan's voice was even higher, and as he spoke, his eyes swelled with a cold look at Bu Xiaotian.

Yes, on the field, there are no deserters who retreat, only warriors who come forward to fight!

"Yes, captain, we have to fight the fate of Beifu to the end!" Mu Shangtian shouted.

"I'd rather lie down and go out than disarm and surrender, kneeling and begging for mercy!" Li Lang shouted.

"Captain, let's go up and spare the last of your strength before the decisive battle, please trust us!" The crowd shouted in unison.

Li Yuan finished talking, and all the other people around him stood up.

Qi Tie pondered for a long time and said, "Okay! In the third quarter, Wei Si, Mu Shangtian, Li Yuan, Li Lang, and Wei Wei went up to try to narrow the disadvantage. The rest of the team, take care of your strength, we have to fight to the death with the Imperial City in the fourth quarter! ”

"Yes!"

The crowd shouted, and the hearts that had been scattered a little were reunited.

"Get on the field!"

Qi Tie yelled!

"Drink!"

The game begins.

Imperial City High School removed the bench and the players on the field re-emerged as the starting five.

"Look at the formation, the Imperial City wants to strangle the suspense in the third quarter." Liu Jianye said to Liu Xiyun beside him in a somewhat heavy tone.

"Yes, Leng Yan wants to completely torture and kill Beifu!"

Xiao Wei and Liu Hui said together.

"Why did Beifu withdraw all the main forces." Su Qi wondered.

"Disarm and surrender? This year, it looks like the Imperial City is going to win the championship. ”

For a moment, the surrounding audience sounded such a conclusion. They have Hanyang Middle School, Tianqi No. 6 Middle School, Jinlan No. 4 Middle School, and even Emperor Capital, although they have all fought with Beifu, but now almost no one in the audience will believe that there will be a shocking reversal in the finals.

Everyone in the Beifu audience had solemn expressions, and like everyone else, they reluctantly agreed to disarm and surrender.

Mei Qian glanced at the court and said conclusively,

"There is no hope for Beifu. The coach of Huangcheng Middle School uses all the main forces on the court, and you can see their defensive position, which is the rhythm of the whole court at the beginning, which is to completely beat the North Mansion. If I am the coach of Huangcheng Middle School now, then I will reopen the situation on the inside, stabilize and press the inside line of Beifu, and let Beifu collapse completely, I believe that No. 21 and No. 23 will have such strength. ”

"Then what is the arrangement of Beifu?" The man asked.

"I don't see any tactical literacy on this team at all so far, it's almost a wild ball team. Until now, the withdrawal of all the main forces seems to be a matter of disarming and surrendering. Tournaments will also become garbage time. Unless those who play are all X-factor. Mei Qian said teasingly, and there was no emphasis on Beifu in her eyes.

The calm man next to him was surprised after hearing this: "No chance of winning? ”

Mei Qian shook her head and affirmed, "Yes, there is no chance of winning!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Xu Qi's whistle sounded.

3 minutes and 22 minutes, time walks.