"We can see that all the supporters from Beifu No. 1 Middle School, including the coaches, players, etc. sitting on the sidelines, are praying that Qiming's free throws will not be scored." Shao Jia said.

Yes, without exception, everyone clasped their hands and prayed with them on their chests. They were silent, but their eyes were staring directly at Li Zhehan who was holding the ball. It is no exaggeration to say that Li Zhehan at this time is like a cruel and bloodthirsty executioner in their eyes, and they hate and are helpless, even if he is actually a high school student.

"The referee gave the ball, and Li Zhehan made the first penalty." Shao Jia continued. His tone was also unstable, expectant and nervous.

Lee shot 81 percent of his free throw line in his high school career. And in this national competition, Li Zhehan's free throw shooting rate reached an eye-popping 94%. That's the best of any shooting guard in the country to date, and the highest free-throw shooting percentage of any player. is not only far more than Xiao Qi's 87%, but also higher than Zhong Jinyun, who is only 83%. Mei Qian held the data in her hand and said helplessly and unconfidently.

What is the difference between such an opponent taking free throws at the free throw line and giving away points?

If Lee hits both free throws, then Beifu will only be able to fight for the last three points in 7 seconds of offensive time to tie the chance.

It's a nightmare difficulty.

……

In the eyes of everyone, Li Zhehan stood in the center of the court, throwing the basketball in his hand to adjust his hand.

After taking a deep breath, as he had done countless training sessions in the past, his hand slowly lifted upward, stopped at a familiar spot, and flicked his wrist with his arm in one go.

The basketball traversed a long trajectory, but it fell very resolutely into the net.

The hollow sound caused two distinct noises for a moment.

"Penalty in!" He Shaoping said firmly.

All the people of Beifu were disappointed and lonely at that moment. The excruciating pain made their bodies feel cold to the bone, so much so that the hands they used to pray could only be mechanically used upwards to cover their mouths, and instead let out a sigh of regret.

And all the Qiming people raised their hands and cheered.

Li Zhehan, who was punished, clenched his fists tightly and cheered himself on. He needs this goal to boost his confidence.

82 to 80.

If Li Zhehan can hit the next goal, then Beifu No. 1 Middle School will usher in the most difficult back-to-back battle.

"The referee gives the ball again. Li Zhehan second penalty. Shao Jia said. His breath was more chaotic than before, excited and nervous.

Zhong Jinyun and Tang Yi stood in the backfield, not daring to make a sound. The goal just now simply pushed their hearts to the cliff, and they could feel the deadly aura coming from the bottom of the cliff with a slight probe.

And Bu Xiaotian, Mu Shangtian and Wei Wei, who were in charge of the card position next to the free throw, were also so nervous that they couldn't breathe, they not only had to watch Li Zhehan punish the damn basket, but also prayed countless times in their hearts not to score, and they also had to be ready to be stuck immediately.

This process is extremely painful. It's like waiting for the moment when a scalpel cuts through the skin without anesthetic.

And this pressure also found Li Zhehan.

The atmosphere on the sidelines fell silent again, as if he was alone in the entire arena.

He slapped the ball to hear some sounds, but found that no matter how hard he slapped, he couldn't hear the sound of the ball landing.

"It's heavy."

This is Li Zhehan's first reaction to holding the ball, which is more violent than just now.

Call.

Call.

Call.

Adjusting his breathing, Lee puts the ball on his chest.

Again, the ball is shot.

The eyes of the whole audience flew towards the basket, and everyone looked at the ball with anticipation, excitement, excitement, or sadness.

Only Li Zhehan's face has four words that stand out from the rest: unbelievable.

Clang!

The basketball smashed into the front of the basket with a crisp sound.

"Li Zhehan missed a free throw, and Bu Xiaotian jumped up and picked up the rebound in the crowd!"

"Coach Beifu applies for a suspension!"

Honk!

Time flies so fast in this moment that the sound is jumbled.

Disappointment was on Lee's face, and he stared at his hand and kept looking, still not believing he was going to miss the free throw.

I have been practicing for a long time and almost never miss the free throw, and at such an important juncture, I smashed my belief for the first time.

What a brutal insult to a scorer known for his projection.

At this juncture, none of the players present at Qiming dared to come forward to talk to Li Zhehan, and could only walk to the bench in the helpless call of the coach. After all, they also got the opportunity to pause adjustments.

But Feng Ze will not let Li Zhehan face such a desperate moment alone.

He rushed over immediately after Li Zhehan missed the free throw, ran to his side, and hugged Li Zhehan despite all his emotions.

In his ear, he kept emphasizing in an encouraging tone: "It's okay, we are still 2 points ahead, and we are still 2 points ahead!" ”

Feng Ze's own heart was not stabbed by such a result, but the game was not over, and he would not let Li Zhehan indulge in such disappointment.

He's going to pull him back into the ring and cheer him up.

And as he said, Qiming is still 2 points ahead. With only 6.72 left in the game time, the pressure is even greater on the current Beifu bench.

……

There is a heated debate on the bench in the northern province.

Whether it's a safe 2 points, or a 3 points for a fight.

Almost every member of the team did not dare to make a decision when they encountered this kind of problem at this time.

The coaching staff must guess the opposing coach's defensive intentions and possible tactical arrangements in order to calmly arrange better tactics. And now, it's time for Missie to show what she's capable of.

Mei Qian is used to seeing big scenes, and she also knows that in this game, there are defensive sharp knives in the opposing lineup and the common defensive positions on the opposite side.

I saw that Mei Qian, who was being looked around by everyone, pondered for a moment before speaking.

And these words pointed out the direction for Beifu.

……

With the pause back.

Beifu removed Wei Wei, who performed well, and replaced center Li Qiang in the decisive lineup, and replaced Tang Yi, who had been performing well, with Zhang Shixi. This change of formation made the commentators not quite see the intention clearly, and they didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd of the beautiful coach.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Shixi walked to the sideline to send a sideline ball, and the four people in Beifu were all in a circle, and Qiming could only follow Beifu in a group.

He Shaoping, who has rich experience in reading competitions, saw through this position arrangement at a glance.

Starburst Tactics!

The atmosphere was so solemn that the referee began to count the seconds.

The four people in Beifu suddenly exploded and scattered.

Qiming's five people obviously did not have such tactical experience, and they could only look for their closest opponent at that moment.

And the Starburst tactics are a surprise!

Zhang Shixi's vision on the sideline is tricky and ruthless. At the moment of the starburst, he passed the ball out. At the same time, after passing the ball, he immediately rushed to the other direction where the ball went.

And the object of the transmission was not Mu Shangtian who was the first to rush out, nor Bu Xiaotian, who was the second to rush out, but Zhong Jinyun, who came out of the third under cover, but was the first to pull out of the space.

Although Qiming's reaction was half a beat slower, he had a strong ability to adjust. Wang Ruocheng rushed towards Zhong Jinyun as soon as possible. In fact, he has always been close to Zhong Jinyun. Even at the moment when he was covered, he lost Zhong Jinyun's first vision. But with a sharp defensive vigilance, he still caught up with Zhong Jinyun.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely intense and tense.

Zhong Jinyun did not stop his pace, and immediately greeted Wang Ruocheng's starting speed.

At the moment when he was about to face Wang Ruocheng with his face, a short hand changed direction, and Bu Xiaotian appeared on Wang Ruocheng's flank.

"Cover!"

"It's another trick!"

Zhong Jinyun quickly pulled towards the strong side, and Bu Xiaotian accelerated down, and Qiming's space was in chaos. Li Zhehan and Feng Ze made up for Zhong Jinyun's direction at the same time. And Wang Ruocheng didn't dare to carelessly cling to the whistling sky that might get up at any time.

In Qiming's opinion, both of them are dangerous people!

Time flies!

Less than 3 seconds.

Zhong Jinyun jumped, and Feng Ze, who came from the defense, tried his best to keep up with Zhong Jinyun's afterimage.

But at the moment of jumping, I suddenly found that

That's not shooting!

Zhong Jinyun grinned at the corner of his mouth and passed the ball vigorously. The ball seemed to have a result in his eyes.

The ball swept over Feng Ze's head, crossed Qiming's penalty area, spanned the entire half, and flew into the bottom corner.

At the moment when Qiming suddenly woke up and wanted to chase back, the two tallest and hardest city walls in Beifu cut off their last trace of luck and completely cut off their competition for this pass.

And behind that wall.

The gentlest man in the North, with the feeling of a sailor like the wind, had been waiting there for a long time.

Like every familiar one before,

Mu Shangtian was there, jumping into the air.

Triple split strings!

The cover of Li Qiang and Zhang Shixi allowed Mu Shangtian to shoot, which was probably the most comfortable shot he got in the whole game.

He is confident because he has the expectations of countless people behind him.

He will never let Zhong Jinyun down, when he needs him most.

The journey of the basketball flying away from the fingertips to the basket was so long that everyone peeked with a heart that they did not dare to look at it, until the basketball turned into the net, and the orange ball shadow appeared in everyone's eyes, and people dared to look at it recklessly.

"Lore!"

"Mu Shangtian suppressed the whistle and killed Qiming!"

"Beifu No. 1 Middle School has reached the finals!"

It's like a galaxy exploding in the universe, and the next second after the white light appears, people shout out their excitement and excitement from their bones!

Oh!

Whoop!

The audience is boiling, and the voices are boiling!

Everyone in Beifu rushed to the court in the first time, and they also rushed to Mu Shangtian in the first time.

The people of Beifu in the stands couldn't hold back their excitement at all, and they roared and danced there.

……

All the joy of all did not cross the gray area of the banner of enlightenment.

In the eyes of the Qiming people, one of the five fighters on their field stood in place like a log, and they could almost feel their despair from their breathing.

"Let's congratulate Beifu No. 1 Middle School, and hope that Qiming No. 3 Middle School will perform better in the coming year."

The second Shao Jia's words reached Li Zhehan's ears, large tears slipped uncontrollably from his eyes.

On the other side, how could the lonely wind not know this taste.

Three years, three years of fighting day and night, ended with shattered hope, how can people accept this.

Kazawa stood in place, his hands not knowing where to put them, his eyes not knowing where to put them, he felt that every part of his body was superfluous, and he even felt that his struggle might be a joke.

Tears kept sliding from the corners of his eyes, more and more, and Feng Ze couldn't control it.

He didn't know what he was going to do, but he was the captain and what he wanted to do more was to calm his teammates.

But he couldn't move his legs, it was as immobile as mud, he couldn't open his mouth, and even in that moment, he lost his words.

until

until

The familiar voice slowly sounded in the audience,

"Enlightenment!"

Bang Bang Bang!

"Enlightenment!"

Bang Bang Bang!

Each shout was accompanied by a motivating applause.

The sound grew louder and louder, and the applause became more and more deafening.

There were more and more tears, but Feng Ze didn't pay attention to it anymore.

I saw him smiling, bending his high body, bowing down, kneeling reverently on both knees, and supporting the ground with his hands.

And then

He kissed the pitch that haunted him.

……

In the green years that are about to pass, I have no regrets about falling in love with basketball.

……

Goodbye, God's left hand.

Goodbye, Shadow Killer.

Goodbye, Enlightenment's golden backfield.

……

The Glimpse of the Wind series ends.

(End of chapter)