Wang Lei approached the top of the arc on the right side of the three-point line with the ball, and Wang Yu ran quickly to the 45° position on the left side of the three-point line.

Fan Qing had to catch up with Wang Yu, this person's terrifying strength, he had already seen it in the second quarter, and he must not underestimate the enemy again.

Li Tao chose to stay away from Wang Lei one step away, follow the defense, no longer talk, and did not rush forward.

He once thought that the students in the basketball class of Chenguang Middle School would give priority to Jian'an No. 1 Middle School, a team that won consecutive championships, but he didn't expect that Wang Lei, who was the most favored by the coach among them and pressed him everywhere in the No. 1 position, would choose to go to an ordinary school that was not well-known in basketball.

Before Wang Lei came on the court, he really thought that after more than a year of professional devil training in Jian'an No. 1 Middle School, his basketball level in the No. 1 position must have surpassed the current Wang Lei, after all, the basketball environment of the two schools is very different.

But Wang Lei's performance in the second quarter made him face the gap between himself and Wang Lei again.

Li Tao kept staring at Wang Lei's momentum, and followed the movement step by step.

Wang Lei quickly advanced to the top of the left arc of the three-point line, and he also quickly followed; Wang Lei suddenly slowed down the speed of dribbling and his feet, and looked straight to the side to observe the whole court, he subconsciously raised his center of gravity and prepared to block Wang Lei's pass; Wang Lei quickly lowered his center of gravity, his left shoulder sank, and he accelerated forward like a right front, and he reacted quickly and followed up quickly - he couldn't let him break through!

Wang Lei had actually observed Li Tao's changes a long time ago, although he was very calm, but the bystanders were clear, looking at him Wang Lei's eyes, Li Tao paid too much attention to his every move, which can be said to be overkill.

So Wang Lei combined fast and slow, and then a breakthrough illusion of a left-hand cross step successfully deceived Li Tao, but he quickly recovered his left foot, and after standing firmly with his feet in parallel, he turned his waist to the left, and used the huge space just created to push the basketball out in a straight line!

On the left side of the court, Wang Yu just took advantage of Zhang Likun's off-ball cover, came to a position one step outside the free throw line, received Wang Lei's pass, and did not hesitate to pull out!

Fan Qing, who arrived on the horse, also jumped quickly when he saw this, the time difference between the two jumped was less than a second, and Fan Qing, who was more than ten centimeters taller than Wang Yu, was confident that he could give this little man who was in the limelight a big hot pot!

He unfolded it with one hand and blocked it at the position where Wang Yu was about to shoot, but the basketball came closer than he expected!

It's a step-back jumper!

Wang Yu's body presents a perfect backward posture in the air, and when the body reaches its highest point, the basketball shoots with a high arc!

Fan Qing's fingers are still far from the trajectory of the basketball, which shows how exaggerated Wang Yu's backwards are!

"Brush!"

Basketball into the net, two points to win!

56：52。

There are 9 minutes and 17 seconds left.

The shouts from the audience reached a climax again!

The audience present were all fifteen or sixteen-year-old students, and they were only ignited by the passion on the field, so they worked hard to cheer for their school team at the critical moment.

They didn't know how much physical control Wang Yu's beautiful step-back jumper needed just now, and they didn't think about the impact of physical strength on a player's performance on the court.

But among the spectators, not all the students who didn't understand anything, but also a pair of eyes, were staring at No. 8 Wang Yu wearing a blue team uniform on the field with extremely shocked eyes.

Sitting in the corner of the last row of the audience, he couldn't help but take off his hat and slap it on his hand, letting out an exclamation: "Beautiful! ”

This sound attracted the attention of reporter Zhang Ping, who subconsciously followed the sound and looked over, not expecting that he would see a familiar and unfamiliar, angular face.

He stood at the back of the spectator seat, recording the game with a fixed camera, and the teenager, who sat alone in the last row, attracted Zhang Ping's attention the moment he took off his hat.

In the transition of offense and defense, the personal strength of the main five members of the 16th Middle School is no worse than that of the 1st Middle School, and the narrowed range of man-to-man defense does create trouble for the attack of the 1st Middle School.

But in terms of physical strength, five people in one are obviously superior, Li Tao seized the opportunity to pass the ball to Fan Qing who was opposite Wang Yu, Fan Qing used the block to get a shooting opportunity, Wang Yu, who had a difference in height, could only watch the opponent easily score three points above his head - 56:55, the score was approaching.

In the sixteenth possession, Li Zhongtong stood on the right waistline of the penalty area and stuck Du Kai, who was opposite him, under the basket.

Even if his physical strength is about to be exhausted, but the three-year high school league is coming to an end, as the captain, as the player who has been on the school team for the longest time, he does not allow himself to give up the game because he is "tired"!

Raising their hands to position, Wang Lei and Wang Yu made a passing and cutting illusion, deceived the defender, and accurately passed the ball to Li Zhongtong, who occupied the position advantage, scored two points strongly, and caused Du Kai's foul and stood on the free throw line.

A penalty missed.

"Why is Chase still so bad for this free throw......" In the corner of the last row of the audience, the teenager who put on his cap again spoke again. Reporter Zhang Ping, who was standing not far away, naturally noticed it.

On the court, the 16th middle school quickly retreated, and the first middle school quickly advanced.

Li Tao grabbed Zou Qiang's defensive loophole, and threw the ball from the second half to the unguarded small forward Li Hongtao in the first half.

58:58, Ping!

The game continued, the two sides didn't let you chase me, the game came to the last three minutes, both sides had no way to take each other's offense, and played hard to 72:72!

The two sides are drawn!

At this time, the ten people on the field, after nearly twenty minutes of high-intensity confrontation, showed their fatigue.

In the case of a fierce attack on the inside, Li Zhongtong and Zhang Likun have committed four fouls, and if there is a foul, they will be sent out......

In addition, the 16th Middle School faced a strong full-court tight defense throughout the game.

It takes twice or even triple as a team to get out of a defence to create offensive opportunities, which undoubtedly drains everyone's physical strength.

Wang Lei, who is responsible for advancing with the ball, has the most serious physical exertion and is close to the critical value.

Just when he made the last pass, Wang Lei's technical movements were seriously deformed, and after passing the ball to Wang Yu with all his strength, the whole person was thrown to the ground.

Wang Yu hit a shot, the score equalized, Wang Lei got up very slowly, and trotted back to the defensive position.

His pale lips and slightly swaying body all conveyed the same message - he was too tired!

The counterattack of the first middle school is still rapid, although the full-court pressing is a tactic of injuring the first hundred and self-inflicted one hundred and two, but the physical fitness is already better, and the starters of the first middle school have a full rest in the third quarter, and the physical advantage at this time is very obvious.

The whole team of five people in No. 1 Middle School ran at the same time, and the basketball quickly completed the transfer between the five, and finally the small forward Li Hongtao cut two points to end the offense.

Zou Qiang sent a throw-in, but found that Wang Yu, who usually goes down quickly, did not pass the half, but stood on the inside of his own bottom line to ask.

Comprehending, in the case of two people defending, the two hands to complete the serve.

Wang Lei also turned his head and walked to the front court at the moment when Wang Yu ran towards Zou Qiang, standing outside the three-point line, he concentrated all his energy, took two deep breaths, and wanted to soothe his heart that was about to jump out of his throat, while watching Wang Yu and Zou Qiang repeatedly cross and cover to push the ball into the half court.

Li Tao, who was standing behind Wang Lei's right, suddenly spoke: "At the end of the strong crossbow, it seems that you have not improved. Don't hold on, you can't win. ”

His words were obviously deliberate, although Wang Lei had not made significant progress in physical strength, he knew in his heart that in the past year, Wang Lei's efforts must be no less than his.

"Really?" Wang Lei gasped and smiled contemptuously, "Let me tell you a word, Li Tao, before the end of the battle, the warrior will not die!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Lei turned around with his back to Li Tao and went directly into the forbidden area!

In the raised left hand, the fast-spinning basketball was stiffly pressed into Wang Lei's arms!

No dribbling, take three steps!

Under the basket, Li Zhongtong stuck Du Kai outside the penalty area, and couldn't reach Wang Lei, who had already jumped, Zhang Zhao, who defended Zhang Likun on the left side of the court, quickly assisted in defense, but the position was not very good, and he could rush to -

"Smack!"

"Bell, brush!"

"Drip-"

"RED Team No. 11, Foul Hitter, Two Valid Points, One Free Throw!"

The referee's whistle blew, the penalty was clear, the timer stopped at "01:24", and the players from both sides took their positions.

74：74。

Wang Lei pulled up the front of his jersey, wiped off the sweat that flowed from his eyes, and stood on the free throw line with his hands on his knees. Wang Yu patted his back at the top of the three-point arc behind him.

The referee handed over the ball, Wang Lei patted the basketball, adjusted his breathing, and was not in a hurry to complete the shot - he wanted to fight for as much rest time as possible.

Seeing the referee's hand stretch out the third finger, Wang Lei decisively raised the ball to shoot.

Before the basketball was shot, Wang Yu knew that the ball would definitely not go in, because Wang Lei completely relied on the inertia of his body to push the ball out of his chest, and his movements were seriously deformed.

The moment the basketball left Wang Lei's fingers, Wang Yu quickly cut into the penalty area from behind him!

Just when the big men under the basket were frantically grabbing the position, a blue figure jumped and flew in the direction of the basketball pop-up frame!

The moment one hand touched the basketball, the basketball had not yet flown out of the diameter range of the basket, and Wang Yu pressed the ball into the basket!

76:74, 16 difficult to overtake by two points!

The roar of the mountains and the tsunami of shouts flooded the entire arena!

Not only the audience of No. 16 Middle School was overjoyed, but even the audience of No. 1 Middle School stood up!

Slam dunk again!!

What an exaggeration!

This time, the height of the BLU team No. 8 jump is too exaggerated!

Is this really a dunk that a high school student can do with four quarters of high intensity?!

Besides, he looks like he's only 1.7 meters!!

The top of his head was obviously level with the basket, and after pouring the basketball into the basket with one hand, the whole person even swayed back and forth uncontrollably on the basket!

If it weren't for the fast reaction of the 12th of the same team and holding his waist, I'm afraid the strong forward inertia would throw him out!

The teenager sitting in the back row can't control himself anymore! He stood up and even jumped high with his fist!

"Good boy!! Well done!! Just when he was a little excited and got carried away, someone behind him tapped him on the shoulder.

Frightened, he quickly turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a DSLR camera around his neck, standing behind his seat, looking at him with the same surprise.

"Are you, Damon? Afei Damon in Sixteen, is that you?! ”