Wei Shang greeted Long Xiaochuan very friendly, but was interrupted by Sun Changxing: "Your opponent is me!" ”

This surprised everyone, and Wei Shang smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Is this still Sun Changxing, who has always had a soft style of ball?" ”

Sun quickly proved himself with aggressive running, desperate scrambles and tough physical confrontations.

This is not the most intense basketball game in the history of basketball in Qiandong, but it must be the most dazzling.

Everyone on the court was running with all their physical strength, the basketball was passing quickly among them, and the audience had to mumble and search after each blink: "Where's the ball? ”

The ball can be in anyone's hands, as running off the ball and passing and receiving on the move increase turnovers, and switching between attack and defense is frequent.

Everyone in the Thunder team showed a lot of hard work, no matter how far the ball went, no matter how futility it seemed, they had to catch up and struggle.

This is in stark contrast to the previous goal when Long Xiaochuan was the only one in the team to chase Zhang Yan.

Long Xiaochuan's heart was surging, his eyes swept over the audience, and stayed on the righteous body.

"Rush, Brother Chuan, blow them up!"

Lao Yu was so excited that he screamed, and raised a flag from others, unfolding the image of Thundering Mountain, and there were five big characters below "Lei Zhai Five Little Strong"!

They waved their flags and shouted, as if they had injected inexhaustible strength into the Thundering Team.

Long Xiaochuan ran on the field, running back and forth again and again, as if he was tireless, as if there was no limit.

Lu Huan, who was opposite him, couldn't stand it first, and his previously strained thigh couldn't support such a high-intensity exercise, so he took the initiative to apply for a break when the second quarter was about to end.

Zhang Yan knew that the backup point guard was not Long Xiaochuan's opponent, and motioned for Wang Wenwu to come off the bench.

This teammate, who has the title of "Qiandong Mad Dog", is not as good as Lu Huan in ball control and organization, but in terms of the ferocity of defense, he is definitely the top in Qiandong.

Zhang Yan just planned to continue to put pressure on Long Xiaochuan: "I see that you can hold on for a few minutes!" ”

It is already a well-known problem that the Thunder team does not have a backup point guard, and when Long Xiaochuan is tired and lies down, it is the moment when the whole team collapses.

Looking at Wang Wenwu, who pounced like a mad dog, Long Xiaochuan gasped heavily, without a trace of fear, and even breathed a sigh of relief.

Because this kind of people who rely on ferocious play generally have rough skills, the organization of offense will drop one or two notches, which will make the defensive pressure of Pan Lei and others much less.

As for how to deal with this "mad dog", he has two words in his heart: "Humiliation!" ”

In the next ball-holding attack, Long Xiaochuan signaled his teammates to pull away, and he wanted to fight against the newly arrived Wang Wenwu.

Wang Wenwu smiled angrily, sticking up to the top, bumping, poking, tripping all kinds of small actions, really like a mad dog, people can't look at it directly.

Long Xiaochuan used his left hand to protect the ball, saw the move to protect the ball, and dribbled to near the three-point line to find an opportunity.

I saw that he first made a false swing to the left and then changed direction in front of the body, taking advantage of the opponent's stunned moment, opened up the breakthrough space and rushed towards the bottom corner.

It was a big step, and he had almost completed the breakthrough, but he did another emergency stop-and-pull pull-back move.

Wang Wenwu was deceived in the first step, and every defensive move behind him was wrong.

With the continuous movement of the center of gravity, when Long Xiaochuan was about to complete the breakthrough, he finally flew up desperately, and would rather foul than let the opponent succeed.

However, Long Xiaochuan unexpectedly stopped and pulled back, just avoiding this violation, and let Wang Wenwu fall out two meters away and lie on the ground.

The audience was in an uproar, and Long Xiaochuan also spread his hands and made a provocative move, making an unhurried move.

When the basketball entered the net, Wang Wenwu was incompetent and furious, and stood up and sprayed Wei Shang: "Why don't you fill the position?" ”

Wei Shang didn't refute the overall situation, and ran after Sun Changxing by himself.

Wang Wenwu, who had nowhere to vent, could only grit his teeth and vent to other teammates: "Give me the ball!" ”

He wants to score a goal from Long Xiaochuan to save face!

What Long Xiaochuan was waiting for was the opportunity to fight alone with his opponent, and he returned the dirty routines and small movements that Wang Wenwu had imposed on him just now, so that the opponent could only barely jump up.

The basketball came out of the basket, and Pan Lei understood that he would jam the opponent's center, creating an opportunity for Long Xiaochuan and Wang Wenwu to compete for rebounds and fight in the air.

Wang Wenwu has the advantage of height and arm length, and he grabbed the basketball with one hand.

Long Xiaochuan took a handful from below.

The ball almost came out of his hands!

Wang Wenwu was annoyed and ashamed, and after landing on the ground, he turned around and slammed an elbow.

The force of his elbow blow was very large, and Rao is Long Xiaochuan had already taken precautions to block in advance, but he was still knocked to the ground.

The referee resolutely blew the whistle: "Second-degree malicious foul, expulsion!" ”

Wang Wenwu was furious and roared at the referee: "What? He fouled me first, can't you see? ”

He originally intended to ask for an explanation, thinking that this should be played by both sides, blowing a physical foul, at most a technical foul, how can he directly expel himself?

However, this roaring attitude was really disrespectful, and Wei Shang and the others hurriedly came over and pushed him away, so as not to add a fine after the game to set an example.

Zhang Yan also walked up and pulled Wang Wenwu to the scene with a black face.

Only Zhang Yan can suppress Wang Wenwu's mad dog temper.

The five people on the Thundering team hooked their shoulders and watched this scene with interest, and they all had a wicked smile on their faces that they had succeeded in their schemes.

Long Xiaochuan walked directly to Zhang Yan and hooked his fingers: "None of them can do it, you can get on!" ”

He was trying to humiliate Zhang Yan, at this time there were only 7 seconds left before the end of the second quarter, and the Thundering team got the opportunity of "two free throws and one throw", and Zhang Yan had no chance to touch the ball at all.

On the sidelines, Zhang Yan ignored Long Xiaochuan's provocation and called a substitute point guard to play. At present, the Dragon Horns team has a large lead with a score of 39:27, so there is no need to rush at all.

Seeing that the opponent did not take the move, Long Xiaochuan slowly walked to the free throw line.

With both penalties in place, he infernanced his arms outstretched to the audience for applause.

Of course, Yu Chengyi and others did not hesitate to wave their flags and shout, bringing the atmosphere of the scene to a climax.

But in the thunderous applause, Long Xiaochuan's mood fell to the bottom, he knew that he was sick, and his physical strength was almost unbearable!

On the sidelines, Long Zaiyuan also fell into deep thought, Zhang Yan is too calm, with outstanding talent, explosive ball skills, and unfathomable city, how can such a person win?

Taking advantage of the break at the end of the second quarter, a discussion began within the Thunderers.

Long Zaiyuan was inclined to let Gao Fu replace Long Xiaochuan: "You rest for a while, and leave the physical strength to fight for the last quarter." ”

Long Xiaochuan shook his head: "There is no point." ”

If the strength is equal and the Thunder still has a chance to turn the tables, he is certainly willing to go up in the last quarter to turn the tide.

But now that he can't even beat the substitute lineup, how dare he rest? How dare you press everything to the last stanza?

So he insisted on fighting: "Please let me squeeze the last bit of physical strength, please." ”