Chapter 14 Strange Soldier

After only 20 minutes of rest, the two groups of people answered the game confidently. Han Dengyun swayed his big buttocks and walked to No. 3 and whispered, "Rookie, you don't have a chance to be arrogant!"

No.3 Gaoyang just took a look at this with disdain

A bulky guy snorted without saying a word and walked freely under the basket.

Class 5 first serve, and the propulsion rhythm of No. 1 suddenly changed very slowly. He slowly came to the half of Class 8. After two skillful but aimless ** dribbled the ball, he stuffed the ball to No. 32. 32 took the ball and immediately put his chest in his hands and protected it tightly. Sun Feiying looked helplessly at No. 32 in front of him. I don't understand why such a luxurious lineup in my class is led by such a group of basketball rookies.

No.32 saw that Sun Feiying did not come forward to defend herself. He hesitated for a moment and got up to throw. Slow arc, slow speed, basketball hit the rebound without panic.

Han Dengyun roared, stood under his feet, exerted his waist, and stuck No. 3 behind him. Xiang Qingyun, who had been preparing for a long time, rushed into the inside line to get the rebound. He paused for a moment and saw Zhao Senming just in the empty position.

"Be careful!" Zhao Senming shouted and reminded him. Ah?" Xiang Qingyun, who was about to pass the ball, suddenly stayed on the spot. No. 1's dark palm touched the basketball, then gently poked it, broke the ball, and leaned against a board to hit the ball.

30 to 37!

Xiang Qingyun looked at the crowd apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I was careless."

Sun Feiying came over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's nothing. Just be careful next time!" Our victory is unstoppable! Go, brothers, rush up!"

When Class 8 attacked, Sun Feiying waved for the ball, and an angry flame shot in his eyes. He could accept defeat, but could not accept that he was defeated by a group of rookies. Zhao Senming transferred the ball cooperatively. Sun Feiying held the ball around his waist and took a step with his right foot. He didn't see the reaction of No. 32 defending him at all. His left hand dribbled past the right side of No. 32's body like a hurricane and stepped into the three-point line. Sun Feiying immediately pulled up the shot.

"Swipe!"

It was a perfect sudden stop jump shot. When Sun Feiying maintained the shooting posture and landed, No. 32 just turned his head and rubbed his eyes with a shocked face. How can the speed of people be so fast?

But Sun Feiying just recovered two points, and on the other hand, Wang Qun hit a difficult jump shot, which made Han Dengyun, who was stuck under the basket, depressed and muttered, "This ball is also scored. It's too ridiculous!"

Fu Zijun came over from the side, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "God will close a door and open a window for him. If you are frustrated in love, just take care of him on the court!" But...hey, I'll tell him what a real shooter is!"

In the end, Fu Zijun's face was already a little ferocious.

"It's not tight. If he can kill us by shooting, I will admit that I lost the game today." Zhao Senming dribbled the ball and said disdain.

Sun Feiying was still ready to attack. No. 32 stared nervously at No. 8 with a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, and his feet slid irregularly.

"Hey, do you know how Jordan made his last shot against the Jazz in 1998?" Sun Feiying suddenly asked.

32 shook his head blankly.

"That's it!" Sun Feiying shouted, dribbled the ball forward with his right hand, and rushed over like a javelin.

"Ah." Although No. 32 was a little panicked, it was good that his footsteps just stepped on the left side of his body and hurriedly moved his body to block Sun Feiying's breakthrough.

Unexpectedly, Sun Feiying just shook his shot. While moving his body on the 32nd, he took back his right foot. At the same time, the basketball in his right hand quickly shifted from ** to his left hand. The direction of the breakthrough has been adjusted between his breathing. No. 32 looked at a large gap on the right side of his body and hurriedly stepped on a little messy step. He fit and rushed over.

If Sun Feiying chooses to break through from his left side at this time, he can completely leave him behind before grabbing it on the 32nd, but he did not do so. His strong body suddenly stopped his body and took a step back calmly. The smile at the corners of his mouth widened a little, and he looked at himself with some sympathy because of his feet. No. 32, who staggered and fell to the ground without a good balance, made an easy shot and hit.

When No. 32 got up awkwardly, the orange basketball had drawn a beautiful arc and fell into the basket. Sun Feiying shrugged his shoulders and smiled at No. 32, "That's the situation at that time. Now do you understand?"

No.32 nodded blankly. When Sun Feiying turned his head and walked back, he left a soft sentence: It's terrible to be uneducated. You must read more in the future!

"I'll give you a damn!" No. 32 named Ma Kai is a student with excellent academic performance. Sun Feiying can laugh at his basketball level, but the sentence "uneducated" made this good student who has been known as the proud son of heaven furious. The emperor was angry and the mountains and rivers changed color. His anger only made Sun Feiying's smile at the corners of his mouth, who walked slowly in front of him. Continued to expand.

When No.3 was about to serve, he heard the referee's sad whistle. When he looked up, the referee was standing in the middle of the two groups and making an OUT gesture to Ma Kai. Han Dengyun pulled Sun Feiying to himself and advised him, "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive. If you are punished, no one can replace our class!"

Sun Feiying shook his hand disdainfully and said, "Well, do you think I'm as impulsive as you? That small body, the punch that hit me on the back just now is similar to tickling me. I deliberately provoked him. Although he was not lethal, we also earned two free throws!"

The referee's decision was more generous than Sun Feiying imagined. He took two free throws, and the ball was still Class 8.

Ma Kai left the court awkwardly. At this time, he also regretted being replaced. Anyway, he didn't play much on the court, but the head teacher and the head department director were watching the game on the sidelines. His punch is likely to leave a bad impression on them. If so, he will be a loss. The lady folded the soldiers again. Ma Kai clenched his painful fist and cursed, "Why is this guy's back like an iron plate? It hurts me so much."

The head teacher of the fifth class may have guessed Ma Kai's idea, came over and patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "Don't think too much. The teacher doesn't blame you. I know it's for the honor of the class." After appeasing Ma Kai, he turned his head and said, "Liu Jian, you go."

Liu Jian, wearing the No. 2 jersey, walked to the court with a gloomy face. Yan Lingfeng on the side of the court was immediately shocked and turned out to be him. Liu Jian, Yan Lingfeng remembers clearly that the basketball level was not under his own at all. Why was he arranged as a substitute? Is Class 5 the sharpest weapon hidden by snow? Is it a surprise to beat Class 8 at the most critical time?

Sun Feiying on the court stood on the free throw line to prepare for the free throw. Yan Lingfeng hurriedly shouted Zhao Senming and whispered, "This No. 2 must not be taken lightly. Special attention should be paid to defending his three-pointer. The joint defense can't be defended. Let's change the target."

Zhao Senming frowned and said, "But what about the breakthrough of No. 1?"

At this time, he could only gamble. Yan Lingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Let Deng Yun make up for more precautions. It is a threat for his body to stand under the basket. I haven't seen him shoot No. 3 so far, and now I can only let him go. I hope he is really a rookie who hasn't been in basketball for a long time.

Zhao Senming nodded slightly. At this time, Sun Feiying made two free throws, and Xiang Qingyun had already stood on the middle line and was ready to serve.

Zhao Senming took the ball calmly and thought, "I don't know if what Ling Feng said makes sense. Now that we are in the momentum of chasing points, we can't let our opponents throw a three-pointer. Then listen to Ling Feng's return to staring at the people. The threat of three-pointer is too great."

"Ball!" Sun Feiying ran outside the right three-point line with Xiang Qingyun's cover and asked Zhao Senming for the ball. No. 2 Liu Jian, who had just entered the field, quickly bypassed Xiang Qingyun's thin body and quickly followed.

Zhao Senming hesitated for a moment and hung the ball to Han Dengyun on the inside line. Han Dengyun held the ball in one hand and lowered his body. He happened to meet the bright eyes of No. 3. Han Dengyun suddenly opened his eyes and wanted to scare off his opponent with his hegemony, but No. 3 did not swing him, and his eyes did not even blink.

"Oh, why are you suffering? I'm forcing you to arch your buttocks." Han Dengyun sighed, straightened his waist and leaned against No. 3, and dribbled the ball to the inside line with his right hand.

"Well, as long as you go one step forward, you will enter my range." Han Dengyun suddenly leaned on, and No. 3 couldn't stand the power. He staggered back and quickly came up again.

"It's too late." Han Dengyun roared and raised his right hand to hook his hand to shoot. Just as soon as his right hand holding the ball was raised to his shoulder, he suddenly felt that his hand was loose and the basketball had been stolen by his opponent.

Han Dengyun turned around angrily, and the successful No. 2 had passed the ball to No. 1 near the middle line, and then bowed his head and ran to the opponent's half.

"Damn!" Han Dengyun scolded angrily. No wonder Class 5 can reach the top 16. It seems that they really have some strength.

No. 1 held the ball and rushed along the middle road, No. 2 was on the left and No. 22 was on the right. The three people were arranged in the shape of the finished word. Zhao Senming decisively stuck to No. 1, gritted his teeth to follow his footsteps, and took advantage of his body's heavy load to prevent him from getting a chance to the basket calmly. Sun Feiying rushed back to the half before the heavy man, but the current situation made him feel a little at a loss for a moment. No. 2 and No. 22 rushed to follow No. 1. Which one should he defend?

Although No.22 didn't make a quick attack layup just now, it was just an accident. Sun Feiying did not dare to gamble, so he finally decided to defend the basket. On the one hand, he could help Zhao Senming block the No. 1 layup, and no matter which direction he passed the ball, this position could also be in place in time.

No.1 has crossed the free throw line at this time, but his posture seems to be against the defense of two people. Sun Feiying sneered, clenched his right hand, and secretly said in his heart, "It seems that my technical statistics can add a block."

Yan Lingfeng on the sidelines pounded his chest and stopped his feet, but now it's too late to say anything. No. 2 has fallen outside the left three-point line with a smile. Now I can only pray that No. 1 is a hot-headed PG! Feiying is really careless. As the head of the four heavenly kings, he can underestimate the capital of others, but he should not underestimate the master hidden in the dark like this!

No.1 sneered and flew up. The basketball in his hand was tightly held in his hand. Although Zhao Senming was a little worried, he couldn't care so much at this time. He immediately jumped up with No. 1 and opened his right hand to block the basket. Sun Feiying jumped up in a hurry. He didn't want to make offensive fouls at all. Because of disdain, this little man less than 1.8 meters wanted to lay on Sun Feiying's head with excellent explosive power, which was simply self-defeating.

No.1 held the basketball in his hand and attached it to Sun Feiying's body. Sun Feiying straightened his waist and abdomen in the air and hit it fiercely. At the same time, he stretched his right hand flat and was ready to cover it at any time.

1's body has begun to fall. Sun Feiying's eyes suddenly emitted a trace of murder, and her right hand raised fiercely.

Sun Feiying slapped the air and fell to the ground in astonishment at the empty-handed No. 1, and couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt in his heart. Where's the ball?"

"Swipe!" The basketball that drilled through the net happened to fall on Sun Feiying's head and gave him a cruel answer.

Yan Lingfeng on the sidelines can see clearly. Just as Sun Feiying raised his palm to prepare to cover, No. 1 quickly withdrew his right hand, passed through Sun Feiying's armpit, and passed from behind him to the empty No. 2 hand...

Sun Feiying looked at No. 2 with a pale face and kept the shooting gesture retreating, and grabbed the basketball on the ground and patted it fiercely. Zhao Senming comforted, "Isn't it just three points? What's the big deal? Who are the four heavenly kings afraid of? Cheer up to win this game, Ling Feng is still waiting for the finals!"

Listening to Zhao Senming's encouraging words, Sun Feiying's face gradually softened and nodded, "Don't worry, I'm fine. Isn't it just a six-point gap? It's still early before the end of the game. I'll see how long these guys will be crazy!"

Zhao Senming patted the ball and walked to the front court. After passing a good ball on the 1st, he stuck it like chicken blood, not giving Zhao Senming a chance to pass the ball calmly. Zhao Senming carefully protected the ball and gestured to Fu Zijun to block it.

Wang Qun is well aware of the power of Fu Zijun's three-point shell. Although he should replace Zhao Senming, out of distrust of the height of No. 1, he did not manage Zhao Senming, who was dribbling the ball, and still clung to Fu Zijun. No. 1 followed Fu Zijun and ran two steps. He found that Wang Qun did not follow Zhao Senming. He frowned and stopped to chase Zhao Senming. He was completely approached by Zhao Senming holding the ball under the basket. Han Dengyun immediately took two steps out. The ball was definitely not passed to him. Zhao Senming had no hint at all. Fu Zijun and Sun Feiying has been completely stared to death, that is, he is going to lay in the basket by himself.

Han Dengyun pulled two steps out, and No. 3 did not dare to follow carelessly. In this way, the basket was almost completely emptied. Zhao Senming blocked the No. 1 that quickly followed behind him with his body and directly pulled it up in place to shoot.

No.3 hurriedly gave up Han Dengyun beside him and ran under the basket. His task was to protect the rebound and defense, but as soon as he turned around, a yellow shadow passed by him. Zhao Senming's basketball shot out. The arc was very flat and the speed was very slow, which made No. 1 behind him snicker. It turned out that this No. 5 followed himself I don't know how to shoot.

But soon he couldn't laugh, because Zhao Senming's ball was not a shot at all, but a pass! Xiang Qingyun quietly got rid of No. 22 occupying Han Dengyun's empty basket position and easily hit the board after receiving Zhao Senming's pass. At this time, No. 3 had just jumped up and was ready to compete for the rebound, while No. 22 was still standing in a daze.

Yan Lingfeng sneered. You have strange soldiers, don't we! Xiang Qingyun, who is not favored by everyone, told them that never underestimate any enemy on the basketball court!