"Later, remember that there is a possibility of breaking through the penalty area on the 23rd, so I will immediately wrap him up and force him to make mistakes!"

"Li Yuchen, you keep an eye on this No. 8, you can't let him have a chance to make a move!"

"God bless, you need to control the rhythm and use positional warfare to eat your opponent!"

"Yan Bin, the inside line can't give the No. 4 who just came on the court a little more space, and the rebounds must be grasped!"

Head coach Li Changjun arranged the proper playing style and tactics for each player, but only when he came to Li Haoyu's side, he stopped his hand, squatted down, and looked at his beloved apprentice more closely.

Li Haoyu's eyes did not weaken with anger, on the contrary, his whole body trembled, Li Changjun knew that he was angry, and he was even more excited. Li Changjun suddenly stood up and looked at the bench of Beifu No. 1 Middle School, and the soaked No. 23 jersey became the place where his eyes stopped.

The appearance of this kid is more threatening than the amazing No. 8 in the first quarter before, and it is really shocking to be able to attack Haoyu for so long, and every attack is almost an opportunity to fight out of flesh and blood. What's even more surprising is that this kid and Haoyu's physical talents are so similar that it's like two people with endless physical strength fighting.

But now, Li Changjun can't allow Li Haoyu to continue to do this.

Although the two showed unparalleled offensive skills in the attack, the extreme performance of both men on the defensive end made most of their offense end in failure, which is not the way for a team to win.

Li Changjun withdrew his gaze, put his hand back on Li Haoyu's shoulder, and said in a very gentle tone: "Haoyu, you need to calm down now and play a good attack in your familiar position." Use your offense to get fouls, that's the best option. ”

Li Haoyu did not respond.

Li Changjun continued: "No matter how you competed before, now only calmer people can win!" ”

Li Haoyu raised his head, glanced at Li Changjun with his hot eyes, and after being meaningful, he got up and walked to the court.

……

Bench at Beifu No. 1 Middle School.

The team played to such a point, Yang Qianrong never expected it. In order to win the decisive battle, he greeted the physical condition of the players one by one, and finally replaced Liu Kui who fought in the half with the captain Li Yuan, and the others did not change.

When he was about to play, Mu Shangtian walked up to Bu Xiaotian and pushed him with his elbow.

Bu Xiaotian glanced at Mu Shangtian indifferently, as if he was telling Mu Shangtian directly with his eyes: "Don't bother me if there's nothing to do!" ”

Mu Shangtian paused and said, "I'll wait for your pass outside the three-point line." ”

After speaking, he patted Bu Xiaotian on the shoulder with his hand again, and walked to the front.

Bu Xiaotian nodded symbolically, but still didn't reply.

……

As the whistle sounded, the commentator Apeng said passionately: "The decisive moment begins!" “

Time began to move around, jumping from 1 minute 21 to 1 minute 20 seconds, and Yu Tianyou, who was high in the Northern Emperor, controlled the ball.

The joint defense position of Beifu No. 1 Middle School still does not give Beiwang Emperor Gao any opportunity to find in the inner line. Bu Xiaotian's eyes were locked on Li Haoyu who was wandering on the sideline, he knew that Li Haoyu was also staring at him, and if the eyes of the two people were a little intertwined, the idea of wanting to swallow the opponent in their hearts would arise.

But neither of them tried to stir up the intention of maintaining balance.

"Li Haoyu didn't catch the ball, and Beiwang Digao tried to start attacking from the center forward."

Zhang Qiguang explained.

In the field, Yan Bin of the Northern Emperor High rarely had to receive the ball in the low position, which symbolized that the Northern Emperor High should score in the safest way.

"Zhang Shixi defended very well and didn't give Yan Bin a chance to take advantage of."

Ah Peng, who was familiar with the lineup of Beifu No. 1 Middle School, quickly described the battle situation.

"Li Yuchen covers on the outside, Yu Tianyou rushes into the inside, Yan Bin passes the ball on the ground, it is not Yu Tianyou who catches the ball, it is Han Wei who sneaks in from the bottom line, this is an opportunity!"

Zhang Qiguang also described the battle situation quickly.

"Break the ball! Beifu No. 1 Middle School steals! ”

Ah Peng interrupted Zhang Qiguang's explanation.

As soon as the words fell, Li Yuan, the captain of Beifu, who broke the ball, launched a counteroffensive charge.

Yes, Beiwang Emperor Gao wants to slow down, they want to fight positional warfare, but Beifu No. 1 Middle School will definitely not give you a chance, they just want to fight a counterattack, they want to play full speed flow.

Tang Yi and Mu Shangtian flew out on the wings, and Bu Xiaotian controlled the ball in the middle.

This is the most common three-line fast attack, and it is very threatening.

Is the balance about to be broken?

Of course, it's not that simple!

Li Yuchen, the Northern Emperor Gao, followed Tang Yi almost in seconds, and behind Bu Xiaotian was Li Haoyu. Mu Shangtian on the other side was running and shouted at Bu Xiaotian in his heart: Pass, pass!

But Li Haoyu behind him was already getting closer and closer, and his almost distorted face was yelling at Bu Xiaotian: Since you have provoked the balance, then I will definitely not let you succeed in your attack, I will let you see and see, my speed!

Li Haoyu, who was in the back, instantly burst out with amazing explosiveness and acceleration, and he was about to stick to Bu Xiaotian.

Sou!

"It's a pass!"

Appen jumped up and said.

Bu Xiaotian did not choose to continue to accelerate, but distributed the ball to Mu Shangtian, who had run to the bottom corner three-point line, and he was unmarked!

This is a great opportunity!

Everyone in the Beifu camp raised their three fingers high, and they focused all their attention on Mu Shangtian, who received the ball, and their eyes were raised point by point with his jumping hand.

"Three points... Ball! ”

Appen stretched the word 'ball' long, and it looked like a must-win goal to turn the tide of the game.

Clang!

The hoop rang, and the basketball was rejected so decisively. It seems to tell everyone that the balance has not been broken.

"Oh!"

There was a burst of regret in the audience, regretting such a good opportunity.

When the ball bounced off the sideline, Li Haoyu laughed madly, and he smiled unscrupulously at Bu Xiaotian, even if he didn't have any words, Bu Xiaotian could feel the deep contempt in this person's eyes. He laughed at himself for not daring to throw a goal against him, he laughed at himself for not daring to confront him head-on at such a critical time, he laughed at his cowardice, and he laughed at his choice.

But Bu Xiaotian still didn't have any change in his expression, but he walked towards Mu Shangtian, who was extremely annoyed, and patted him on the shoulder as he did before, without saying much.

And only the people from Beifu, or Zhong Jinyun from the stands, know the state of Bu Xiaotian more clearly at this time.

Yes, he calmed down.

With 49 seconds left, the Northern Kings had the ball.

At this time, the winner or loser depends on the Northern Emperor Gao.

They need a more reasonable offense, although Mu Shangtian's shot was a false alarm, but it can't cover up Han Wei's loss of internal cut, and Beiwang Digao needs to find the most suitable offensive point.

And this point of attack is Li Haoyu!

It seemed that Bu Xiaotian's actions just now aroused the idea of ending in his heart, and at this moment, he directly and decisively did not take the walk, but shouted at Yu Tianyou for the ball.

The moment the ball arrived, Bu Xiaotian posted it.

Is there another showdown?

"Is Lee Ho-woo going to take over the game?"

Narrator.

The words landed, and the fierce and powerful back punch began.

Bu Xiaotian has no way out, but being eaten like this is a slow death, and he needs a strategy.

Pregnant!

Bu Xiaotian suddenly kicked the ground with his feet forward, and his right hand wrapped around Li Haoyu's body and attacked Li Haoyu's right hand.

"Hahaha!"

At this time, Li Haoyu was excited in his heart, he was laughing wildly, he was laughing and being stupid!

I saw him holding the ball with his right hand, and the whole back movement was changed to a breakthrough, leaning on Bu Xiaotian's lower body with his left leg, and then taking a step forward with his right foot, and then jumping step!

"Good shot!"

Li Changjun praised him from the bottom of his heart for such a trick as a beloved disciple.

"Li Haoyu rushed into the inner line!"

Zhang Qiguang said.

"Is he going to finish the game?"

Is the opportunity to upset the balance again?

Again, it's not that simple.

Zhang Shixi appeared in front of Li Haoyu again, opening his hands like a vast net.

"I'm never going to let you score so easily!"

Zhang Shixi worked hard to block the ball.

At this time, Li Changjun on the sidelines smiled, as long as Li Haoyu seized the opportunity, just like before, he could get a foul, which was also the best strategy.

But Li Haoyu didn't calm down because of Li Changjun's previous words, he was still crazy, and that mind-swallowing mind became more difficult to suppress with Bu Xiaotian's decision-making mistakes. But he didn't choose a dunk this time, he wanted to score, he wanted a real, direct score.

"Change hands!"

Zhang Qiguang exclaimed.

Li Haoyu showed his physical talent, and in the face of Zhang Shixi's jump block, he chose to change hands.

But at that moment, there was another 'snap' sound.

Li Haoyu suddenly felt a pain in the tiger's mouth, and looked at it, but only caught a glimpse of those cold eyes.

It's you!

Yes, Bu Xiaotian found the right time and made a perfect block behind him, ending Li Haoyu's waiting for the opportunity to score this time.

"Good shot!"

In the Beifu array, the heart that had not fallen was finally relieved.

"He's so calm!"

Zhong Jinyun in the stands praised the strategy of the Whistling Sky defense this time.

"Beifu No. 1 Middle School ball control!"

Commentator Appen announced that Tang Yi got the blocked ball.

"There are 32 seconds left in the game, let's see who will die in this game!"

Zhang Qiguang also said excitedly.

Tang Yi didn't choose to reorganize, or the depression that had been suppressed by Li Yuchen made him choose to take the lead, he wanted to fight back!

"Tang Yi!"

Li Yuan's shouting was forgotten.

The wind shouted, and Beifu flew out!

Li Yuchen didn't let Tang Yi rush too far forward, he was already in the way of Tang Yi's counterattack at the three-point line, and he wanted to stop him.

"Fuck off! I want to score! ”

Tang Yi scolded angrily, and his right hand changed direction with a powerful blow in front of his body.

It was this change of direction in front of the body at full speed that made him get rid of Li Yuchen's defense for the first time, and let himself see the basket behind Li Yuchen's defense.

Step on!

Tang Yi did not hesitate, he chose to go to the basket.

Just put the basketball in the hoop and we're ahead!

The thought in Tang Yi's heart flashed in his mind for a second, and he was completely annihilated by a thunderous sound behind him.

"Bastard! Dream! ”

Li Haoyu appeared in the back of his head like a divine soldier, his eyes couldn't be bigger, the emotion after the anger had reached the extreme, he wouldn't even allow Bu Xiaotian, how could he allow anyone other than him to get two points of this thousand gold.

Bang!

"Wow, wow, wow!"

The audience erupted in exclamation.

And the two commentators jumped up together, they held their mouths with their hands, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

In the picture, Li Haoyu actually pressed Tang Yi's basketball on the rebound.

Is there anything more exciting than a closure like this?

No!

Li Haoyu used his own way to save Beiwang Digao on the edge of the cliff again, and what is even more precious is that 26 seconds before the end of the game, Beiwang Digao controlled the ball. That's where they basically have the final shot that decides the game.

"It's a pity!"

Zhong Jinyun in the stands sighed regretfully.

"Damn, that's it!"

Li Lang on the bench shook the towel angrily, and the teammates next to him all regretted it.

What is even more surprising is that Li Haoyu did not apply for a suspension, and Li Changjun did not take the initiative to call, and the master and apprentice reached a tacit understanding in their hearts at this time.

The score was still 74-74.

Li Haoyu wants to use his own way to end Beifu No. 1 Middle School.

……

Syllable!

Syllable!

Li Haoyu was slow to attack near the halfway line, and it was obvious that he was in control of the time, and the last minute of the shot was the most enjoyable, like tasting the blood of the opponent, the best taste.

And the person with this blood in front of him is Bu Xiaotian, this bastard who wears number 23 and keeps causing trouble for him.

Time flies, and the commentary is already counting down the offensive time.

"Ten!"

The audience has all stood up, and such an amazing scene must definitely poke your head out to watch.

"Nine!"

Zhong Jinyun in the stands no longer spoke, he longed that he was Bu Xiaotian, and he could see all of Li Haoyu's offensive moves face to face, whether it was to the right or to the left?

"Eight!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Haoyu licked his lips and controlled the ball towards the three-point line.

Almost all the people of the Northern Emperor Emperor Gao have withdrawn to the outside line, and they want to open up space for Li Haoyu.

"Seven!"

Bu Xiaotian posted up, the two sides are going to compete, this is the real moment of life and death, whoever can win the duel, who can take away the victory, who can advance to the national top eight, who will have the opportunity to compete for the highest glory!

"Six!"

Li Haoyu moved!

It's the right hand, it's the left side of the whistling sky!

Syllable!

The sound of heavy buckle sounded, Li Haoyu did not change direction, he chose to accelerate directly!

With such an obvious offensive move, even if Bu Xiaotian tried all his strength at this moment, he would not let Li Haoyu take a step forward.

"Five!"

Zhang Qiguang's voice has reached the extreme. At this point, there are only seven seconds left to end the game.

Syllable!

Seeing the sound of heavy buckle again, I saw that Li Haoyu actually used a dribble behind his back the moment his body touched Bu Xiaotian, a trick that is almost not used by inside power forwards.

The audience was surprised, no one would have thought that the big forward of the Northern King Emperor Gao had always chosen the core of the simplest back play, and at this time he actually used the most commonly used moves by guards.

But Bu Xiaotian's center of gravity was not completely deceived, so Li Haoyu simply did one step at a time and retreated directly!

"What!"

Zhong Jinyun was shocked, this kind of move, so proficient, among high school students, if you don't practice it deliberately, you have to practice it very skillfully before you use it. How could this kind of high school student power forward take the time to practice this. What's more, his back play is also excellent.

But Xiao Qi on the side understood better.

The famous sword defeats the evil, the sixth in the sword spectrum, the core of the North King, and the God of War in Liaoning. Li Haoyu, who was born as a defender and controls the striker's style of play, would not use such a simple and practical guard move, but there are not many people in the country who can force him to be such a killer.

It was that moment of retreat that Bu Xiaotian's center of gravity was completely lost.

At the free-throw line, Lee Ho-woo is about to jump.

What kind of position is that, for Li Haoyu, who has an exceptionally good mid-pitching ability, it is commonplace!

"Goodbye, boy!!"

Li Haoyu glanced at Bu Xiaotian, and in that habitual indifferent look, he read the panic for the first time.

"Lore!"

Commentator Zhang Qiguang propped up his hands and shouted.

The voice did not fall.

Another loud bang!

Syllable!

There was a white shadow that slapped the golden basketball from Li Haoyu's hand.

"Who is it?"

"It's him!"

All the tense nerves were stimulated again.

The stopwatch has changed to the attack time of Beifu No. 1 Middle School again, but this time it is even less, less than 5 seconds!

But the man in the number 20 shirt has to say enough about it all!

Yes!

At that critical moment, Mu Shangtian on the flank abandoned his defender and pressed towards Li Haoyu, and he came at the right time, he cut to the basketball that should have been a lore.

"Four!"

Narrator: Appen exclaimed frantically.

The people of the Northern Emperor did not catch up with him, he just had to race against time!

"Three!"

Mu Shangtian rushed through the middle circle with the last note.

"Two!"

Zhong Jinyun stretched out his hand and clenched it into a fist.

A group of teammates in Beifu also shouted Mu Shangtian's name together.

"One!"

The heartbeat is accelerating, and the blood is boiling.

Mu Shangtian looked at the three-point line not far in front of him, his mind was blank for a moment, and he kicked the ground.

"What!"

The audience was shocked.

Honk!

The only thing to see was that Mu Shangtian started a three-step layup not far from the three-point line and threw the ball out at the moment of the whistle.

This is the posture of archery on horseback!

Mu Shangtian's posture did not completely stop, because he rushed too hard just now, he also rushed forward with the trajectory of the basketball.

Brush!

Hollow netting.

Lucky Ball!

The people of Beifu could no longer suppress their excitement, and they rushed out to jump and embrace their savior when the audience was boiling!

"Win!"

Zhong Jinyun jumped up excitedly.

The team made it through the repechage.

The narrator kept saying the word 'lore', and the excitement was still swirling in his head.

77 to 74!

It was not from Bu Xiaotian, nor from Li Haoyu, but Mu Shangtian shot the absolute lucky ball at this moment.

Beifu No. 1 Middle School took this opportunity to advance to the top eight in the country.

……

Grandstand.

Xiao Qi turned around and walked towards Zhong Jinyun, every step was silent, but in Zhong Jinyun's eyes, it was a dangerous approach.

Until he passed by, he heard Xiao Qi's bland but deadly voice.

"I'm waiting for you in the finals."

Arena.

Li Haoyu was stunned for a long time, and just let the victory slip away in his hands, and his emotions were close to collapse.

Bu Xiaotian walked over slowly, and stretched out his right hand with an indifferent expression.

Li Haoyu came back to his senses and glanced at it coldly, and the heat in his eyes did not diminish at all.

He turned away and said fiercely: "Between you and me, there is no victory!" ”

Bu Xiaotian stood in place, looking at Li Haoyu's back, I don't know if it was because the team won, or because he saw the tears that did not fall from the corners of Li Haoyu's eyes, or because he was hit in the heart by the last words.

He lifted his right hand, which had not received a high-five, and brushed it against the corner of his mouth, revealing the smile he had not seen in a long time.

yes

He smiled.

……

At this point, the "Weeping Blood Long Song" series is over.

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