"Beifu needs to attack."

Commenting on Apeng's words, he broke through the predicament of Beifu.

was forced to fall into the offensive rhythm of Beiwang Emperor Gao, let his own fast and small advantage become a disadvantage, and then be eaten away by the Beiwang Emperor High Division, which is much more dangerous for Beifu No. 1 Middle School than in terms of score.

Bu Xiaotian swept through the defensive area of the Northern Emperor Gao, and continued to pant for breath.

With his excellent breakthrough just now, he divided the ball before Li Haoyu made up the defense, gave it to Mu Shangtian or Li Yuan, and then they completed the mid-distance finish, so his teammates still had a good hand, and he could still bite the score, but after playing like this, his physical strength dropped rapidly. What's even more worrying is that the fake named Li Haoyu is getting faster and faster, and he seems to have seen through his offensive intentions.

This is the first verse!

The score, 21-18.

Attack time, 10 seconds!

Bu Xiaotian needs to attack, and he is the only one, and only himself is the key to tearing apart the opponent's defensive zone.

"Humph!"

Li Haoyu, who was hovering near the sideline, smiled slightly.

Scold!

Bu Xiaotian put away his slightly fragile expression at that moment and raised his head again, a face that all opponents in the opposite position were unwilling to look at, because that indifferent face symbolized endless torture.

How could Han Wei not understand!

I saw Bu Xiaotian walking towards the right at a rapid pace, and at the moment when Han Wei leaned forward, he changed his steps, his body twisted to the left abnormally, and his physical fitness was displayed at a glance at this moment.

Wow wow!

There was an amazement at the scene, and everyone was shocked by the explosive start that resembled an explosive change of direction.

But the expression on Bu Xiaotian's face did not relax at all, and he still maintained a high degree of vigilance, because he knew that that person was about to approach him.

Sure enough, at the moment when Whistling Sky started the three steps, almost all of the sticking from the back was about to be lost, and then it was replaced by the strong pressure from the flanks.

Li Haoyu is here!

Bu Xiaotian was forced to jump, and Li Haoyu followed up like a wind.

is still flawless in the defense, and Bu Xiaotian, who once had the advantage of the airspace, felt extremely helpless at this moment.

Do you want to be tough?

Bu Xiaotian asked himself, asking himself this question for the first time, and the answer was that he didn't know either, the only thing he knew was that he must not let what happened before.

"Whistling Days!"

Suddenly, a swift shadow came from the flanks.

It seemed to be a lifesaver, or an auditory hallucination in a moment of crisis, but Bu Xiaotian did not hesitate and decisively passed the ball out.

It wasn't until he landed that he saw who that person was.

It's soup art!

Did he run out of the empty seat?

The answer is no!

How could Li Changjun tolerate a pitcher with excellent hands appearing in the position he wanted again and again.

Yu Tianyou has already made up for it.

The rotation of the Northern Emperor Gao was very good, and Mu Shangtian on the other side was also killed by Li Shengjieka, unable to move at all.

But Tang Yi didn't pass again, and time didn't allow him to make another pass.

He chose to rise to the occasion and pull up the jumper.

"I'll go!"

Yu Tianyou was obviously stunned by the actions of the person in front of him, but he still reacted brilliantly and pounced.

Honk!

The whistle sounds.

24 seconds of offensive time is over.

Tang Yi made a move at the moment of pressing the whistle, but Yu Tianyou did not seal it.

"No, it won't!"

Zhang Qiguang, like everyone at the scene, opened his mouth wide, full of surprise at the trajectory drawn by the ball.

Brush!

Reproduce three points!

The sound of the net piercing is so crisp!

Whew!

The whole audience shouted thunderously, and they cheered for this whistle three points together.

Tang Yi stretched out three fingers with both hands at the same time, and then threw them to the sides together, and his body dived towards the backcourt, this is an incomparable jet!

He's unstoppable!

On the bench of Emperor Gao of the Northern King, all the substitutes shook their heads together, and coach Li Changjun was a little annoyed, but more helpless, the ball just now Yu Tianyou had done well enough except for his first reaction.

I hope that my rhythm can crush this fire.

There is not much time left in the first quarter, Li Changjun just needs the team to bite the score and control the rhythm.

He didn't believe that a high school player could have such a good hand, and he didn't believe that a little-known high school student could have such a good three-point ability. That must have been just luck!

As Li Changjun expected, Emperor Gao of the Northern King did a completely good job in controlling the rhythm, the team did not have the slightest impatience, and Li Haoyu, who was long in momentum, was not in a hurry, and the whole team was terrifyingly stable.

is still covering and interspersed, and the Northern Emperor is high and shot by Li Shengjie.

24 to 20.

The Northern Emperor did not let the score pull away.

With less than a minute left in the first quarter, except for a fast-break layup by Han Wei of Beiwang Emperor Gao, the two teams did not make any achievements.

24 to 22.

Beifu ball possession.

They still adopted the old tactics, interim head coach Yang Qianrong did not call a timeout throughout the first quarter, and the tactic was to hold the ball on the outside, and the inside wings were responsible for interspersing the run.

But how could Li Changjun give you another chance.

At this moment, Tang Yi had nowhere to hide, and the off-ball running for the whole quarter had made his physical strength drop to the freezing point, and Mu Shangtian's chances were pitiful, and he didn't score for a long time.

The rhythm was forced to drag down again.

Bu Xiaotian is on the periphery, he needs to change his outlook, at least with the previous method, it is impossible to score points on the strictly defended Northern Emperor Gao.

Li Yuan set off.

That's exactly what Whistling Sky needs.

Captain Li Yuan no longer made useless cover on the inside, he pulled out, and Li Lang comprehended the containment on the inside, and Beifu seemed to be ready to attack in a different way.

Cover in place.

Whistling didn't start the speed immediately, he needed to keep it and wait until the moment he had the opportunity to make the killer.

This is the moment!

Han Wei and Li Haoyu were not fast in covering, Bu Xiaotian seized the opportunity, and when he suddenly got up, he seemed to see the hole in the Northern Emperor's high defense area.

Syllable!

But he ignored Li Haoyu.

The consequences of ignoring Li Haoyu are very serious.

At the moment when Li Haoyu staggered the change of guard, he also used a back hand, and this action was blocked by Han Wei's vision, which was very hidden, and Bu Xiaotian didn't expect it at all.

"Break the ball!"

Zhang Qiguang said quickly.

Here comes the variables.

Emperor Gao of the Northern King launched a counterattack, and Li Haoyu, who had been using his back, suddenly tore away his steps, and the moment he started, all the people in Beifu were stunned.

Fast!

Explosive starting speed like Whistling Sky!

Han Wei's pass is very fast, and Li Haoyu is already in the dust!

Catch the ball, three steps.

It was the explosive jump that everyone was looking forward to, and Li Haoyu threw himself up completely.

Then, like a bomb, it smashes into the basket.

Bang!

The sky shook and the hum of baskets reverberated throughout the stadium, which was jaw-dropping.

24 to 24.

There are less than 5 seconds left.

After the dunk, Li Haoyu was about to shake his finger at everyone in Beifu and tell these people that they couldn't do it.

But as soon as he raised his hand, an orange shadow flew in front of his face, stirring up sweat in the hair on his forehead.

What!

Li Haoyu looked back hesitantly and saw a white shadow flashing in front of him.

"What's the number on your back?"

Li Haoyu asked in his heart.

His gaze gradually narrowed, the light and shadow were slowly fading, and he saw,

23！

There was very little time left, but Bu Xiaotian insisted on turning on the fast attack mode.

Wrong!

The entire Beifu did not intend to let this time pass in vain.

They still need an attack, they don't want a draw, they want to win!

Lee Hao-woo realized this, but his teammates didn't realize it at all.

The army that was originally as stable as Mount Tai turned out to be a group of dragons without a leader at this moment, and the core Li Haoyu was still in the front.

Time was beating, but Bu Xiaotian suddenly stopped.

The audience was stunned.

But I heard the voice of one man,

"Give it to me!"

Tang Yi, who was outside the three-point line, yelled at him.

Bu Xiaotian did not hesitate, still chose to believe in him, believing in his hot hand.

Tang Yi catches the ball, jumps, and adjusts his shots.

At the moment when time stopped, at the moment when the light and shadow completely faded, at the moment when the commentary ended, and at the moment when everyone in the Northern Emperor Gao was watching, the whole audience stood up together, stretched out three fingers together, and held their breath together.

Yes, they desperately need to witness the magical performance of the jets once again.

The No. 8 jersey, at this time, is so glamorous.

Honk!

Sentry stop!

Brush!

Whistle press!

“amazing！”

Commentator: Ah Peng couldn't hold back his emotions and jumped up.

Woo la la!

The whole game reached the first time in the game, and the noise and encouragement were thunderous.

And Tang Yi, like everyone in the audience, stretched out three fingers with both hands together, threw them towards the wings, and the jet took off.

At this moment, everyone belongs to him, everyone is his witness, and on this national stage, he has left his own unique footprints.

27 to 24.

There are no draws.

……

Grandstand.

"Tang Yi played out, he played out!" Zhong Jinyun couldn't suppress his excitement and said, "What do you say, girl." ”

Su Ying on the side did not have the slightest expression on her face, and even made people feel that the scene in her eyes was not this stadium at all.

"Hey, girl?"

Zhong Jinyun pushed Su Ying with his elbow.

"I'm not feeling well, so I'll go first."

Su Ying paused for a moment and said coldly.

He walked towards the outside of the stadium alone.

"Cut, that's interesting."

Zhong Jinyun said disdainfully. He couldn't figure out what this girl was thinking.