"Attack!"

After Feng Ze received the ball, a rare roar made the whole team feel imposed. As the brains of the team, he knows his current position and situation, and if he can't have the momentum of devouring wolves and driving tigers, then how can his teammates have a source of strength.

Yes, he is the source of strength in Qiming III.

"Drink!"

The other four team members shouted in unison.

The atmosphere that had been stagnant at the end of the game due to a short timeout boiled over as soon as the pause came back.

And in the face of a group of hungry wolves and tiger-like teams, Beifu No. 1 Middle School actually had a somewhat lacking demeanor on the field.

Feng Ze of Qiming No. 3 quickly brought the ball to the front court.

The people in Beifu did not come forward to defend, and the data analysis brought by Mei Qian and other coaching teams before the game showed that Qiming's three-point ability was mediocre and strong in the middle distance. So Mei Qian used the focus of her defense on the middle and long range.

But Feng Ze changed his usual style of play, he immediately passed the ball, and the object of the pass turned out to be Li Zhehan, who was not in the vacant position. Immediately, Feng Ze drilled towards the inner line.

This move puzzled everyone in Beifu, and also puzzled He Shaoping, a commentator who is very familiar with the team style of Qiming No. 3 Middle School.

He gave up his organizational position to play interspersed?

Wess who followed Feng Ze did not dare to slack off, he was the focus of Feng Ze, and he was puzzled by the change of Feng Ze in time, but his pace was not the slightest disorder, and he followed Feng Ze towards the inside line.

The teams on both sides began to move and run, intertwining with each other, fighting for that little bit of advantage.

Suddenly, Qiming's inside line was raised, blocking in front of Wei Si like a door god, and Feng Ze got rid of it with the help of blocking and dismantling, and walked towards the bottom corner.

Qiming's sudden move made Meiqian in the audience suddenly realize.

Isn't Qiming's column of moves evolving from the elevator door tactics of the recently popular Warriors?

"Oops! Repair! Wess panicked.

Feng Ze's position was towards Wang Ruocheng in the bottom corner, and the moment he broke through from the middle circle, there was no one else around him except Bu Xiaotian, who came with Wang Ruocheng.

Is this a 2-on-1 formed in an instant?

Li Yuan and Li Lang of Beifu still wanted to chase out to make up for the defense, but unexpectedly, they were completely surrounded by the two internal lines that had been dismantled, and they couldn't move at all.

"It's over!"

Li Lang sighed sadly.

"Dreaming!"

When Bu Xiaotian was groaning, he took advantage of the situation to kill, stuck in front of Wang Ruocheng and Feng Ze, and this move contained Qiming and the two together, which was really a good move.

"Huh."

But seeing Feng Ze, a light smile appeared on his face. His running footsteps have not stopped, and Wang Ruocheng in the bottom corner has reflexively left a smooth road to the bottom corner for Feng Ze.

At that moment, Li Zhehan, who stayed at the 45-degree position, had already played the ball, and the basketball flew straight to the position that Feng Ze was about to reach.

It's over, 1 dozen 0!

Qiming is about to run out of the vacant seat.

Scold!

If this time the running came to an abrupt end, wouldn't it be too regrettable for Beifu. And Zhong Jinyun will never let this regret happen.

Zhong Jinyun, who was defending Li Zhehan, ran straight towards Feng Ze in the moment of the ball passed out on the opposite side, his purpose was very clear, to cut him off before Feng Ze made a move!

The running positions of the two sides are about to come to an end, and the victory or defeat is in the palm of a thought.

And this thought came to an end at the moment when Feng Ze sticked to the ball.

Sou!

The wind whistled.

The swirling wind made Zhong Jinyun, who had come to make up for the defense, panic for a long time.

If there is magic in basketball, then Feng Ze at this moment is simply a magician.

He was absolutely convinced that the basketball had not paused for more than half a second in the hands of the man in front of him, as if it had hit a wall, but it reflected back with more force.

What kind of passing control is this!

And behind Zhong Jinyun's stunned face, Li Zhehan, who was blocked by the last center, was empty in front of him.

And he seems to have been used to this way of playing.

Hand up and knife down.

Honk!

When the whistle blows,

Brush!

Two point hit!

41 to 46!

"Bang la la la!"

The audience was boiling.

The offense and defense of Qiming and Beifu this time really reflects the defense and offense at the national level to the extreme.

But Qiming ended the duel with a more arrogant jump shot.

"No matter how fast you are, you can't go as fast as the ball." Feng Ze said indifferently.

After speaking, everyone in Beifu was left panting and retreated towards the backfield.

"!"

Li Lang was in a bad mood.

"It's okay, we'll call back."

Li Yuan calmed everyone's emotions.

This attack ran out of 24 seconds, and it also consumed a lot of the completely concentrated attention of the Beifu first team. But the result was that Beifu couldn't accept it, so that when he tried his best to score the goal, the unwilling disappointment in his heart continued to arise.

"Zhong Jinyun, catch the ball."

Whistling Heavenly Dao.

He told Zhong Jinyun with that cold and resolute look: The game is not over yet.

……

Zhong Jinyun controlled the ball and came to the frontcourt, passed the ball to Wes, and walked towards the inside line. It's all working according to the tactical system of Beifu.

Li Lang naturally knew the next run, and then Bu Xiaotian also walked towards the inside.

After a thick cover, Bu Xiaotian successfully came out, received a pass from Weis, and the others pulled Bu Xiaotian away at the same time, allowing him to form a space for a single breakthrough.

"Beifu's tactics were very successful, but Qiming's position didn't give Bu Xiaotian much space." Shao Jia said quickly.

As Shao Jia said, in terms of positioning, although Beifu's offensive tactics were adjusted quickly, forming a singles scene of Bu Xiaotian against Li Zhehan, the other players of Qiming were not pulled by the people of Beifu No. 1 Middle School.

"Qiming has obviously done his homework on Beifu, Weisi on the outside basically has no three-point ability, and Zhong Jinyun's three-point is not very stable, so Feng Ze and Wang Ruocheng, who are guarding these two, have not been completely pulled to the three-point line, and the inside line is even more impossible." He Shaoping, who has senior tactical analysis skills, said, "So once Bu Xiaotian breaks through, then Qiming's supplementary defense will quickly block him and cut off his passing route, so that Beifu's attack will be disintegrated in an instant." ”

Sure enough, Bu Xiaotian forcibly shook off Li Zhehan with his speed for only a second, and Qiming's center forcibly moved out, locking Bu Xiaotian's action for a second, while the others shrank in. Behind him, Lee quickly returned to a defensive position and formed a flank attack.

In an instant, Qiming disintegrated the attack on Beifu.

Immediately afterward, more nervous news came from Bu Xiaotian's side.

He's dead!

Time passed quickly, and Zhong Jinyun in the distance saw that the situation was not good, and accelerated towards this side.

At the same time that Bu Xiaotian finally passed the ball out, Wang Ruocheng was like a ghost, sticking to Zhong Jinyun in front of him, without giving him any room to adjust his position.

The referee on the sidelines has counted down the attacking time.

The offensive is imminent!

Zhong Jinyun sank his waist and wanted to forcibly squeeze out a little space, but Wang Ruocheng was as stable as Mount Tai and did not give Zhong Jinyun a chance at all.

Syllable!

Zhong Jinyun had no choice but to drop the ball sideways, took a step forward with his right foot in reverse, and stabbed the ball in with his left hand, he wanted to force a start.

But Wang Ruoxiang seemed to have found his offensive movement, and instantly blocked the position, squeezing him out of the original breakthrough route.

"What!"

Sweat splashed down his forehead.

Step on!

Zhong Jinyun had no choice but to give up, retreated to collect the ball, and tried to take off.

Unexpectedly, at that second, his hands were empty, which made him take a cold startle!

"The ball is broken!" Shao Jia was surprised.

Wang Ruocheng completely saw through Zhong Jinyun's offensive movement and made a successful steal.

Qiming's double-line fast offensive was launched, led by small forwards Wang Ruocheng and Li Zhehan.

With Wang Ruocheng's fake pass to make the last defender miss their position, Li Zhehan hit a layup

Qiming chased two more points.

43 to 46!

For the first time, Qiming No. 3 Middle School pressed the score so close.

Honk!

"Beifu No. 1 Middle School requests a suspension." The referee's whistle blows.

In less than a minute, Qiming No. 3 Middle School used an extremely successful offensive and defensive system to force Beifu coach Mei Qian to pause.

And it was in less than a minute that Qiming's momentum reached the peak of the audience.

……

Under the monstrous noise, Li Zhehan and Zhong Jinyun passed by in the middle circle.

"Don't throw in the towel so quickly." Li Zhehan said lightly.

Zhong Jinyun didn't speak, but glanced at him.

Li Zhehan ignored it and continued: "You are the one who defeated Xiao Qi. ”

After speaking, he walked towards the Qiming array with his head held high.

(End of chapter)