Chapter 21 Tianji Horse Racing?

Although he was successfully defeated by Wu Fengtao because of his distraction, Yan Lingfeng's expression did not fluctuate at all. Basketball is not like a football game. It is impossible to stop the opponent from scoring. The way to defeat the opponent is simple, that is, to get more points than the opponent.

Zhao Senming took the initiative to pass the ball to Yan Lingfeng. Although there was no trump card duel gimmick before the game, and even most of the audience on the sidelines were unfamiliar with this tall, thin and not amazing No. 11, in the hearts of Zhao Senming and others, Yan Lingfeng was the only person who could compete with Wu Fengtao in Class 8. Can do it.

Yan Lingfeng skillfully patted basketball, and Wu Fengtao's lazy defensive posture, but this does not mean that he underestimated the 11th. Although he easily passed the attack just now, he subconsciously told him that this 11th must be a very dangerous role, showing weakness to attack it unprepared. Wu Fengtao's resounding name was not obtained by reckless work.

Yan Lingfeng dribbles the ball slowly. Wu Fengtao's defense may be full of flaws in the eyes of others, but Yan Lingfeng's eyes can clearly see through the looseness behind it. It is not easy to break through Wu Fengtao's defense.

"Drink!" Yan Lingfeng roared and suddenly exerted his strength. His left shoulder moved forward, but his right hand pulled out a very exaggerated arc, and his right foot was about to catch up with the breakthrough. Such a defense is completely ineffective if he is facing a basketball rookie, and people who have been immersed in basketball for a period of time will not wait until the defender sees the dagger to react. They will predict the direction of breakthrough in advance according to the opponent's shoulder movement.

Wu Fengtao was also deceived by this strange breakthrough, but rich experience made him quickly make up for his mistake. The step of moving to the right side of his body actually stopped abruptly. At the same time, he took his right foot as the axis, his left foot drew a semicircle, and his left hand stretched flat, and incredibly blocked the direction of Yan Lingfeng's breakthrough.

"Damn!" Yan Lingfeng cursed, withdrew his right hand, and handed the basketball ** back to his left hand. Even if his physical condition is not the best now, as long as he plays a normal level, he can completely go away before Wu Fengtao reacts, but the red light of his body that has not been rested all night made him break through the fetal death this time. In the womb, I returned without success.

Wu Fengtao smiled. He didn't know Yan Lingfeng's current physical condition, but this time there was no successful breakthrough. He believed his judgment. The game was interesting. The master was lonely. He had not met such a level of basketball player in Shuiyun for a small place for a long time.

One blow failed, Yan Lingfeng did not fall in love. His physical state only allowed him to complete one violent exercise in a short period of time. With a helpless sigh, he pushed the basketball to Sun Feiying, who came forward, and waited for the opportunity outside the right three-point line with empty hands.

There is no timer on the open basketball court. Shuiyun No.1 Middle School basketball game is timed by a special referee. When the attack time is 3 seconds left, the players will be reminded. Now Sun Feiying has not received a prompt from the referee, that is to say that he has enough time to complete this attack, for a fast For the gunman, 5 seconds is enough.

In addition to having a beautiful shot, Zhang Peng, who defends Sun Feiying, his physical fitness is very average. A pair of rimless glasses makes him look more polite, like a gentleman on the basketball court. Sun Feiying dribbling continuously and almost shook off Zhang Peng's glasses. Zhang Peng's glasses were just a very ordinary type, not professional sports goggles. He could not really sweep the floor gently in front of this junior and habitually stretched out his hand to hold his glasses. In a short time, the timer's reminder that there are only 3 seconds left in the attack time and the roar of Sun Feiying passing by him at the same time, which filled Zhang Peng's mind with regret. If he doesn't care about Sun Feiying at all, maybe the first attack of this class of freshmen will end with exhaustion of attack time, right?

There is no regret medicine in the world. At Zhang Peng's regret, Sun Feiying has successfully stepped into the three-point line, and there is no defense in front of him, like a wide ocean. Sun Feiying jumped calmly, stared at the basketball with gentle eyes, gently plucked her wrist, and muttered, "Go, my baby!"

Baby said that he was very obedient. He rolled out mischievably after two laps on the basket. Sun Feiying, who landed, shook his palm depressedly. How could this ball not enter? Is this God joking with him?

Liu Ba's giant body resisted Han Dengyun, while Fu Zijun and Li Kun completely fell behind in the competition. Although the two were in similar physical conditions, Li Kun stood in a favorable position early. The ape's arm gently held the ball in his arms, did not rush to attack, and patiently waited for Bi Xiangyang to come up to catch the ball.

Bi Xiangyang's speed is not very fast, but his dribbling gives people a very steady feeling. The slow dribble came to the half of Class 8. Yan Lingfeng's defense is not very tight, so Bi Xiangyang easily found Wu Fengtao. Wu Fengtao is the core of Class 31 of high school, and now it also looks very good. As an organization guard, passing the ball to the strongest point on your side is a must-have quality.

Yan Lingfeng felt that his eyelids were almost glued together. The fatigue and energy consumption made him consume a lot of energy now. Wu Fengtao made a very simple change of direction. Yan Lingfeng staggered and almost fell to the ground. Wu Fengtao smiled at the corners of his mouth. He is a little confused now. This opponent, according to common sense, it is estimated that primary school students can't be fooled. How can it have such an effect on him?

Wu Fengtao took a light step forward and threw Yan Lingfeng behind him. He stepped on the three-point line and jumped out. The basketball crossed a beautiful arc and entered the net again. At the beginning of the game, Class 31 showed their amazing strength, especially No. 1 Wu Fengtao. After hitting two high jump shots, he led the senior high school. Class 11 starts with a 4-0.

Rarely, the players of Class 8 of Senior High felt a kind of pressure that had never existed before. This pressure did not only come from the field

The score, the belief that high Class 31 will win, and the strong momentum made these freshmen a little scared.

Zhao Senming came to the front court with a ball and no expression. In his eyes, the strength of the enemy was not terrible. What was terrible was that his teammates collapsed without fighting. The court was like a battlefield, and momentum was the key factor determining the victory or defeat of a game. His eyes flashed from his teammate's face. Han Dengyun was ignorant and fearless. He wrestled with Liu Ba on the inside line with a serious face. Fu Zijun's face was cold and kept gasping on his palms. Yan Lingfeng was as plain as water, but there was a strong murder in his eyes. Sun Feiying was regretting that he and Wu Fengtao were almost in the same position. Although the same shot is only a gap of 4 points, he is afraid of goods. After a round, Sun Feiying, who has always been arrogant, is a little unacceptable.

Zhao Senming gestured Fu Zijun to block him, and carefully protected the basketball situation on the court. In any case, they must score this ball, otherwise the consequences may seem unacceptable to them.

Fu Zijun got rid of Li Kun and came to Bi Xiangyang's side and folded his hands together to make a standard blocking and disassembly action. The two people have cooperated for a long time. Zhao Senming had already dribbled the ball before Fu Zijun was in place, and Bi Xiangyang did not panic. He fully believed that Li Kun's strength could be completed. Defense.

One block, one demolition, one run and one pass, which is the essence of the blocking and dismantling tactics. Fu Zijun ran out three points in the opposite direction while Zhao Senming got rid of Bi Xiangyang. Li Kun and Bi Xiangyang have also cooperated with their partners for many years and did not even communicate with their eyes. Bi Xiangyang replaced Fu Zijun, and Li Kun followed Zhao Senming to defend themselves. Go up.

Zhao Senming led Li Kun by half of his position by speed. Unexpectedly, he did not choose to break through the inner line. Fu Zijun ran a few steps and ran against Zhao Senming again and blocked Zhao Senming again at the three-point line at the top of the arc. Li Kun and Bi Xiangyang were obviously shocked by such a play, and for a while However, there is no good way. The two stayed in place and let Zhao Senming and Fu Zijun pass by them.

"Bad." Wu Fengtao didn't expect that this class of juniors could play such complex tactics. He knew the power of Fu Zijun's three-pointer. Compared with the two harms, he glanced at Yan Lingfeng, who looked harmless around him. Did they play the trick of facing each other? Fu Zijun was completely empty outside the right three-point line. He opened his hands and waited for Zhao Senming's pass. Wu Fengtao gritted his teeth and rushed to Fu Zijun's position. Compared with an unknown danger, the bright gull in front of him was of course clear how to choose Wu Fengtao.

Zhao Senming suddenly smiled and smiled strangely. Although Yan Lingfeng's three-pointer is not as good as Fu Zijun, it is also trustworthy, isn't it? Kobe's three-pointer is not as good as Ray Allen, but how many times has he killed his opponent with three-pointers in his career?

Yan Lingfeng steadily catched Zhao Senming's pass with both hands, shook his head vigorously, made his consciousness more awake, raised his arm, looked at the basket, slowly pulled his wrist, and sent the basketball in his hand out.

"Ah?" Haha."

At the same time, there were incredible shouts and gloating laughter from the audience on the basketball court. Yan Lingfeng stared at the slippery basket and fell directly on the basketball in Liu Ba's hand. His brain roared like an explosion, and he didn't touch it! It turned out to be three! A ball that placed the hope of everyone in Class 8 of high school was actually thrown by himself!

Yan Lingfeng is still stunned. Liu Ba has quickly passed the ball to Bi Xiangyang, and on the other side of the basketball court, Wu Fengtao is about to go to the eighth half and take over Bi Xiangyang's long pass. An easy running basket rewrites the game to 6-0.

Yan Lingfeng walked to the edge of the field like a lost heart and collapsed on the ground like a lamp. The pig demon stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and turned around and said, "Qingyun, you go up."

Xiang Qingyun looked at Yan Lingfeng lying on the ground with worried eyes, took off his coat and walked firmly on the court.

"Ling Feng. Get up and sit. This is not good for your health." The pig demon took a bottle of water and said slowly.

Yan Lingfeng shook his head and said in an inaudible voice, "Teacher, I want to play! I want to play basketball! But why? Why does fate like to joke with me so much? First, I was injured and missed most of the games, and then my grandfather's bad news. In the final, I was against Wu Fengtao, a legendary figure. I was not afraid of him, but I didn't sleep all night and was exhausted! Teacher, I was wrong. I shouldn't be on the stage. I should stay at home with Grandpa.

Yan Lingfeng's voice choked, and in the end, the voice was almost inaudible.

"Heaven will bring a great responsibility to the Si people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, and empty their bodies. Yan Lingfeng, cheer up, you can do it!" Xiang Ziyan sat in the first row and comforted in a low voice.

"Ziyan, you are a liar. There are many people suffering. Does everyone have a big responsibility? I think Ling Feng must be nervous in the face of Wu Fengtao. Tian Hui, who was heartless, retorted.

"I'm not nervous! Why should I be nervous? What about Wu Fengtao? If I hadn't slept all night and was tired and sleepy, I would have played him to death!" Yan Lingfeng roared with tears in his eyes.

"Then you lie on the ground like a little girl and dare not see anyone? Since you are not afraid of him, have a good rest and recover as soon as possible. Feiying are all waiting for you on the court!"

"You said...you're right! The final is divided into four quarters. I have at least one hour of rest. I will go back to the dormitory to sleep for a while. At the beginning of the fourth quarter, Xiao Guo will go to the dormitory to call me. Don't forget, by the way, Tian Hui, tell Feiying that I will fight with them to the end and let them wait for me!" Yan Ling threw down the message incoherently and hurriedly turned to the dormitory.

Yan Lingfeng temporarily left, and the game on the field continued. Under the unfavorable situation of falling behind six points at the beginning, Class 8 finally got the first point of today's game after Sun Feiying broke through. However, in the next attack of Class 31 of High School, Wu Fengtao easily broke through Xiang Qingyun's defense and jumped into the inside line to avoid Han Dengyun's huge palm and hit the layup again to pull the score difference back to 6 points.

After Yan Lingfeng left the court, the eighth class of senior high school ran the ball more smoothly on the court, and the offensive efficiency was also greatly improved. Although they still had nothing to do with Wu Fengtao, they could not do anything about it, but at the offensive end of Sun Feiying, Fu Zijun and Han Dengyun found a feeling one after another, biting the score tightly at the end of the first quarter of the game. At that time, the difference between the two sides was still 6 points.

14-20, the exhausted players of the two teams walked to the side after the referee's whistle, pouring water into their bodies like cattle drinks. Because it was the final, the players of the two teams did their best on the field and consumed much more physical strength than usual games.

In the first quarter of the game, Han Dengyun only relied on hooks to get 2 points and 2 rebounds. Most of his time was spent wrestling with Liu Ba. You pushed me in the inside line, and you hit me to prevent me from playing. After the huge buttocks touched the chair, a string of beads of water quickly flowed down from the legs of the chair.

Tian Hui wiped the sweat on Sun Feiying's forehead without suspicion with a towel. She looked like a good wife and mother. As the basketball game heated up, the relationship between the two gradually became clear. Although the pig demon was next to them, for her year-end evaluation, pig The demon resisted the anger in his heart again and again, settling accounts after autumn, and it was not too late to comfort himself.

"Ling Feng went back to the dormitory to rest. He said, let you wait for him and wait for him to come back and fight together to the end. Tian Hui said.

"Haha, I knew that this guy didn't give up so easily. Brothers! Do you hear me? When Ling Feng comes back and sees that we are lagging behind, do you want to see what's in your heart?

No one responded to him. Han Dengyun looked at him like an idiot and said, "Nonsense."

"Okay, then I won't say anything, our school team dream, our championship dream, come on!"

"Come on!!!!!"

This response was earth-shaking, including all the team members, including all classmates, even the pig demon, and Yan Lingfeng in his sleep...