Honk!

The North have called a timeout, and now it looks like their defense needs to be more pressing.

With the replay of the game, everyone finally got a glimpse of Feng Ze's wonderful pass just now on the screen.

Wang Ruocheng's pass is neither high nor low, almost just the position of the chest, but the speed is very fast, and it is obviously not the first time to cooperate with Feng Ze like this.

Feng Ze's left hand is like reflecting the wall, and at the moment when the basketball passes, he uses his strong wrist strength to control the ball, and then throws it out with his arm. The speed of the ball has not decreased, but the accuracy is exceptionally high. All this time was in Feng Ze's hands for no more than a second.

"It's amazing!" He Shaoping applauded beside the commentary podium with self-care.

Because you can't imagine that a high school player has mastered basketball to such a point.

"The Hand of God lives up to its name!" Gyoshi State's chief point guard Yan Anxun praised. On the national stage, even in the strongest team, the point guard with the reputation of "Pure Jun Sword" can only sigh at Feng Ze's performance.

……

Qiming bench.

The coach pointed to his tactical board and kept shouting: "Keep an eye on Zhong Jinyun, keep an eye on him!" Keep an eye on him! ”

And Feng Ze and Li Zhehan naturally did not waste this precious pause time, except for a brief exchange, they both closed their eyes, eager to recover their strength in this short pause.

Obviously, there is a lot of pressure from Beifu.

The game has come to the point where every bit of effort on both sides needs to be spent. This is not only a competition of skills and tactics, but also a duel of perseverance between players on both sides.

Feng Ze and Li Zhehan both know that Zhong Jinyun is the lifeblood of Beifu, and only by controlling it can they hold the lifeblood of victory.

On the other hand, the North House bench.

Mei Qian has no intention of re-entering another lineup, and these five people on the field are undoubtedly the most tacit and lethal players tonight. In addition to the targeted contraction guidance on the defensive side, when the team arranged the next offense, Mei Qian only said one sentence,

"Give the ball to Zhong Jinyun!"

Yes, in the moment of deathmatch, only the soul of the team dares to dance.

……

Finally, amid the cries of the spectators on the sidelines, the players from both sides stepped onto the battlefield again.

The final 36 seconds that decided the fate of both teams moved again.

Call!

Call!

Hula!

At this time, Qiming's supporters all stood up, their hands in the shape of horns, and shouted such a voice frantically on the court, trying to put pressure on Beifu and build momentum for Qiming.

The momentum is huge, and people are breathless for a while.

And Zhong Jinyun ignored the noise, and in this suffocating space, the ball was attacked!

"So fast!"

Qiming arrow character Wang Ruocheng's first reaction was like this.

Beifu wants to rush time!

Feng Ze immediately realized Beifu's next move.

"On-line blocking!" He hurriedly shouted.

The entire Qiming defense line immediately expanded in an orderly manner, and the situation became tense as soon as Zhong Jinyun entered the front court.

The voices around you are getting louder and louder, as if if you don't pay attention, they will swallow you up.

"Bu Xiaotian is online again to cover for Zhong Jinyun!" Shao Jia said in a fast tone.

It's the Beifu Twin Stars that do the blocking and dismantling cooperation, how should Qiming deal with it?

Bu Xiaotian's cover was very solid, and Zhong Jinyun bypassed Wang Ruocheng with such a tight cover, and faced Li Zhehan again.

"I won't let you get past me again this time!"

Li Zhehan opened his arms, his eyes were firm and resolute, and his whole person exuded a chilling and death-defying atmosphere.

But Zhong Jinyun grinned at the corners of his mouth and raised slightly.

His gaze was like thunder, and his whole posture seemed to be above the entire arena, and the formation was about to engulf the entire Qiming lineup.

I saw that he exerted his strength on his back feet, his shoulders trembled lightly accompanied by a slight shaking of his head, and he held the ball in his right hand as if it were left and right, giving the defender a strong sense of confusion.

Li Zhehan also failed to see this move in Zhong Jinyun's hand at that moment, and the center of gravity of the whole person froze in place, and he didn't dare to move half a step.

Step on!

The sound of light stepping sounded, but he saw Zhong Jinyun's right foot retreat lightly, his left foot suddenly changed back to front, and then his right foot rubbed the ground, and the entire person who was in a state of calm and confusion suddenly burst out like a crack in the ground.

This is, change your feet and step forward!

Bell!

The sword is unsheathed!

Bang!

A heavy buckle.

At this moment, Zhong Jinyun was like a light and moving wind, blowing past Li Zhehan at the moment when time stood still.

Don't say you can't move, what I want is that everyone can't move!

He froze the intimidating sounds around the stadium in an instant, and he wanted to stun those who were making the momentum.

Zhong Jinyun's frivolous eyebrows made the attack time endangered in the last 30 seconds, but it also gave people a sense of indifference and relaxation.

In the next second, his left hand holding the ball faced the three Qiming people who suddenly came to their senses.

Li Zhehan, Hua Jie and Wang Ruocheng!

Block him!

As soon as this idea was born from the minds of everyone in Qiming, it was immediately completely wiped out by Zhong Jinyun's actions in the next second!

His hand sank, and his arm gave his wrist the last of its strength, and he passed the ball hard.

And this goal, which took the lightness of breaking through Li Zhehan, also completely tore through the city wall that Qiming was proud of.

Bu Xiaotian, who went straight into the penalty area after covering, would never let this kind of opportunity slip away from his fingertips, not to mention this pass from Zhong Jinyun, he had been waiting for a long time!

All he needs to do is do the same as he has done before.

Smash the ball into the hoop!

"Drink!"

This roar has always been a megatron, and the roaring sky that leaps into the air has always been empty-eyed.

Hold the moon in one hand, and look at the sky!

Even if you Qiming reacts, even if Xiang Ying, who occupies the inner line, has jumped up and wants to block.

But Whistling Heaven will tell you,

This kind of ball, I never disappoint!

Holding the ball like a sword, cutting through the residual sound, setting off three thousand waves above the basket!

Bang!

The clasp that destroys all sounds.

At the last moment, when the stopwatch stopped at 28 seconds, Roaring Sky spared no effort to create this world-renowned dunk.

and also earned a foul on Xiang Ying, who made up for the defense.

"Damn, that's so damn!" Li Lang, who was in the locker room, jumped up and applauded him, the old captain.

Needless to say, after the suffocating sound was muffled, most of the people burst into thunderous applause for the whistling sky.

That's a momentum,

It's even more breathing!

A breath that wants to make you surrender!

81 to 80!

", good ball!" Liu Kui on the bench couldn't help but admire.

Bu Xiaotian retracted his raised wrist and once again brought Beifu closer to the brink of victory!

The applause was thunderous, accompanied by the five people from Beifu all the way back to the backfield.

And what about the enlightened people?

Feng Ze and Li Zhehan looked at the five people who retreated from Beifu at the same time, and the word 'surprise' was written on their faces.

It's not just them.

How could all the Qiming people imagine that after avoiding their old enemy Xiao Qi and avoiding the Jingshi Country, they would actually meet such a bloodthirsty Beifu people on the field.

They would never have expected that the '23' and '24' not far away in front of them would have such tenacious combat effectiveness.

……

And He Shaoping, who was in the commentary seat, also had a similar feeling.

He could no longer predict the final outcome of this match.

Qiming's golden backfield had such a god-like play in the final stage, but it was still stuck in the quagmire.

He didn't know where those two people from Beifu would take this match.

……

81 to 80.

Both Qiming and Beifu have the time and ability to kill the game.

(End of chapter)