Honk!

There was another pause, and both Beifu and Qiming changed their lineups at the same time.

"Beifu has a very impactful lineup, the guard line Zhong Jinyun (24) and Jing Ke (3) partner, the forward line is Bu Xiaotian (23) and Liu Kui (6), and the high school forward Li Qiang (15)." Shao Jia said, "And on Qiming's side, let's see, the guard line Feng Ze (1) and Li Zhehan (32), the forward line is Wang Ruocheng (20) and Li Dong (12), and the center is Xiang Ying (3). ”

Shao Jia continued: "Director He, what do you think of the simultaneous change of formation between the two sides this time. ”

"Hmm." After a little contemplation, He Shaoping asked Shao Jia rhetorically: "Have you seen the piston in 04?" ”

Obviously, such a sudden rhetorical question made Shao Jia a little speechless, and it took a few seconds before he replied: "I don't see much, I remember being the champion that year." ”

"Hahaha." He Shaoping smiled: "Then enjoy it." ”

Enjoy,

Qiming will experience that suffocating feeling for you.

Just as Mei Qian arranged, because the outside line felt cold, Beifu urgently needed to open the gap from the inside line to liberate the outside line, so this super breakthrough lineup came into being.

"Next, it's up to you." Missy looked up at the schedule, time was running out for the third quarter.

……

Beifu attack!

Qiming adopted a 2-3 joint defense, so Li Qiang consciously ran according to the tactics, stood above the free throw line, and prepared to cover Jing Ke, who was holding the ball in the middle circle.

Jing Ke glanced at it, and his hind feet were angry, and a gust of wind and rain swirled.

The Beifu defenders started quickly until the Qiming penalty area.

Although Jing Ke relied on Li Qiang's high-quality cover to successfully attack the free throw line, Qiming's reaction did not fall at all, No. 20 Wang Ruocheng leaned towards the middle, and Li Zhehan on the other side also wrapped towards the free throw line.

Opportunity arises!

The corners of Jing Ke's mouth slanted, his eyes were like eagles, and his hand came out, and Zhong Jinyun, who came in response, cut into the inner line at a 60-degree angle.

Unexpectedly, Qiming's defense had already expected this step, and No. 12 Li Dong, who was on the same wing as Li Zhehan, had already captured Zhong Jinyun's movements, and he put aside the outer wing and shortened Zhong Jinyun's path to the middle lane in a second.

Zhong Jinyun held the ball for only half a second, and he discovered the dangerous trap of Qiming's defense this time.

There are as many as 5 people left in the middle, and if you attack here, you will not only be trapped, but also delusional.

This trick is really vicious!

But Zhong Jinyun's train of thought turned quickly, since the middle line is congested, then there will be space on the sideline, and the flank here is forcibly attracted by Zhong Jinyun into the pay-off line, so if there is a vacancy on the flank here, it will be able to score.

I saw Zhong Jinyun smile slightly, burst out with force, and walked towards the middle line full of prevention and control.

"What is this?" The commentator was naturally shocked. They are in the upper air perspective, Beifu offensive and Qiming defensive layout, they have a clear view, so they can naturally see the congestion in the middle line of this attack. But Zhong Jinyun did the opposite, which really puzzled Shao Jia on the side.

But He Shaoping, who has watched too many high-level professional competitions, pierced Zhong Jinyun's thoughts at a glance, because he wants to pass on, and he wants to risk his life!

Sure enough, Zhong Jinyun's lone danger made Qiming's defense indeed shrink inward, but at the moment when Zhong Jinyun hit the ball, Qiming's defense changed at an astonishing speed.

Wang Ruocheng, who originally surrounded the bottom corner of the right wing, has successfully supplemented the left side, and although the Qiming players in the middle line have been disrupted, they are still in their respective positions.

"Qiming's defense is too good this time!" Shao Jia sighed.

Beifu No. 6 Liu Kui was cut off, Qiming counterattacked successfully, and the score difference continued to widen.

"Hang the inner line, hang the inner line, hit the height!" Mei Qian in the coach's seat could no longer sit still as she did just now, she got up and hurried towards it

The players on the field shouted. The panic of Beifu could be clearly heard in that voice.

"The inside line is also useless." He Shaoping cut the railway.

As soon as the words fell, Li Qiang over there couldn't attack, and was destroyed by Qiming's rapid rotation of the auxiliary defense, the return pass was broken, and he counterattacked again to score.

The mistakes in the northern province continued.

This time, Jing Ke broke through from the left flank and tried to forcibly get rid of Feng Ze with speed, but although Feng Ze's speed was slightly behind Jing Ke, the experience of the old way made him not put Jing Ke to the middle line at all, but had already forced him to the bottom corner. As a result, Jing Ke was forced to have nowhere to go, and was forced to jump and pass, but unexpectedly fell into Qiming's defensive line, and Bu Xiaotian, who was not far from him, had not had time to remind him, and Wang Ruocheng, who was making up for the defense, had already cut over.

Syllable!

The ball snapped.

"Relay in the air!" Shao Jia raised his words, and Qiming No. 3, who was cheering, jumped high towards the eagle, picked up the wind and threw it high, and smashed the ball into the Beifu hoop.

Bang bang!

There was a painful hiss from the basket, as if the players in the North Province were complaining about their incompetence.

And Zhong Jinyun and his entourage, who were belated, lowered their waists and panted repeatedly. The Qiming team members who passed by them were laughing loudly about the ease of the ball.

The opponent's successive counterattacks and bloated and useless attacks have already made them show signs of physical deprivation, and what makes Beifu even more desperate is that the five players on the field who have important hopes for Meiqian have their confidence on the verge of freezing, and it seems that the ice will shatter and collapse in the next second.

"The ultra-high-level defensive system, excellent player execution and the tacit understanding between the players who have been sharpening their swords for three years, such a Qiming No. 3 Middle School, let alone the Beifu in front of them, even if it is from the Jingshi State, it is not absolutely sure to break through their defense." He Shaoping said with emotion.

Yes, that's what Shaoping said.

Under such Qiming's defense, you can only see Jing Ke returning again and again in vain, you can only see Zhong Jinyun doing nothing, you can only see the always silent Bu Xiaotian sighing after being furious, you can only see Liu Kui in the bag again and again, you can only see Li Qiang, who has a proud height, angrily hammering the floor, but you can only watch Qiming's players easily send the ball into the basket.

Slowly, slowly, Mei Qian on the field actually found that the five warriors who she held to shred the place to defend were afraid of confrontation, they were afraid of physical contact with the Qiming players, and they were even avoiding physical confrontation, so the tactics had completely failed.

"It's over, it's over!"

The supporters of Beifu who were already on the field were wailing about the incompetence of the Beifu players, and those supporters were so desperate that they began to boo their home team's players.

Brush!

Li Zhehan put away his raised right hand, withdrew with his back to the backcourt, and shook his fingers as he walked, facing Zhong Jinyun, who was out of position again.

Syllable!

A cap sound resounded throughout the audience.

Qiming's Xiang Ying looked at Bu Xiaotian who had just rushed into the restricted area and wanted to slam dunk with a shameful face. The villain's appearance was so good that he wanted to jump up and kill him.

"Fuck you!"

Li Lang, who had just been replaced, was on the side, he was not happy with the ball, not to mention that the team was behind by a large score, and now how can I see someone treating Bu Xiaotian like this.

Without saying a word, Li Lang rushed forward with a brisk step, and punched Xiang Ying with a heavy punch.

Bang!

The fist collided with the flesh passionately, and the spittle star flew out from the corner of the eagle's beak, like a meteor.

And just as Li Lang shook his hand and was about to teach Xiang Ying another painful lesson, Qiming and the people from Beifu had already stopped him, and the referee's decisive whistle also stopped the stadium riot that was ready to start.

Two technical fouls, Li Lang was ejected from the game!

"Stupid don't pull a few, the ball can't hit the rubbish!" Xiang Ying, who was beaten, couldn't swallow his breath and taunted loudly, and as a result, he also received a technical foul.

The conflict was quickly stopped, and the ball continued.

But every discerning person can see that Beifu has gone on a general trend.

And anyone who has watched the Beifu game understands that this is the first time they have lost control on the pitch since they played all the way in the Wuhan League. The team, which has always used strength to silence the opponent, used its fists for the first time.

There was nothing to curb the decline, and when the whistle blew at the end of the third quarter.

46 to 67!

Qiming No. 3 Middle School used their iron-blooded defense to completely push Beifu No. 1 Middle School off the cliff.

Syllable!

There was a heavy thud of falling objects.

"What are you fighting?"

In a fit of rage, Missie slammed the tactical board in her hand to the floor.

And in front of her, everyone in Beifu has collapsed, and their faces are full of helplessness and despair.

……

"In the history of the semi-finals, no one, no team, has come back from 21 points behind." Shao Jia flipped through the data book and said, "No one can do this." ”

The 21-point difference, like an insurmountable gap, seems to have sounded the death knell of Beifu's exit in advance.

Qiming is by no means a weak brigade, not to mention that the strength they showed at this time is even worse than in previous years, just like the long-cherished wish of Li Zhehan and Feng Ze, in this decisive battle, they must break through Beifu No. 1 Middle School.

Unprecedented pressure, so that at this time in the north of the house,

Defeat is like a mountain!

……

(End of chapter)