Chapter 26 The Return of the King

Looking at Han Dengyun's arrogant back, an angry flame spewed out of Liu Ba's eyes, and the scoreboard on the sidelines had clearly explained the problem.

Just as Liu Ba closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, Zhao Senming keenly found the empty space here, and then passed the ball accurately to Han Dengyun's hand with a long pass over the top. Naturally, the defenseless Han Dengyun naturally would not miss this once-in-a-a-lifetime opportunity and gently hit the ball into the net.

Xiang Ziyan standing on the stool on the side of the field completely fell into a state of madness, slapped and shouted, "Han Dengyun, you are the best!" That's it, kill them! "I too!"

Tian Hui, who sat next to her, was dumbfounded, swallowed his saliva vigorously, pulled Xiang Ziyan down from the stool, and asked with a smile, "Qingyun is the best, and Dengyun is also the best. Who is the best?"

"There is no best, only better, oh!" Xiang Ziyan raised her arms and cheered, talking and wanted to climb up the chair. If a good girl gets crazy, that posture is really not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Han Dengyun saw Xiang Ziyan cheering for himself so desperately, and his snot was about to be beautiful. He patted his chest and roared with joy. Compared with several other people, Han Dengyun's desire for the championship was much smaller. He is heartless. Fortunately, he lost his life. He has always faced this game with an indifferent mentality. But now it's different. With the encouragement of Xiang Ziyan, he suddenly burst into a high fighting spirit, and his eyes were much firmer than a minute ago.

Sun Zhenglei smiled, walked to Liu Ba and patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "These freshmen have a lot of tricks, and Feng Tao and I have also taken their way. Don't pay attention to it. In front of our strong strength, no matter how tricky they are, it won't help."

Liu Ba nodded indifferently, bent down to pick up the basketball and sent it to Sun Zhenglei.

Sun Zhenglei slowly dribbled the ball to the front court, and then handed the ball to Wu Fengtao. After completing the task, he walked empty-handed to the left three-point line and stood. His athletic ability is very average, his speed is not fast, and although his weight is very heavy, his strength is also not satisfactory. The only thing he can do is that he can shoot accurately to improve his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, so he never thought of dribbles to break through to the basket.

Wu Fengtao held the ball in both hands and stared at Xiang Qingyun, but Xiang Qingyun was not moved at all. His eyes were firm and his pace was steady. He admitted that his strength was far worse than Wu Fengtao's, but he had a heart that did not give up. No matter how many times he was defeated, he would wipe the blood stains at the corners of his mouth. Newly stood up.

Wu Fengtao tried, but still gave up his plan to eat Qingyun. There is still a long time left. There is no need for him to exhaust his strength for one city and one place. As a leader on the court, he must have a good view of the overall situation.

After dribbling a step back and dodging a little space, he hoisted the ball to Li Kun, who was about to stay in the inside line. Li Kun caught the ball steadily and leaned against Fu Zijun with a solid back. After two times, he suddenly turned around and flashed the shooting space.

Although he lost his defensive position, Fu Zijun was not panicked. Seeing that Li Kun had made a shooting posture, he shouted and was ready to jump off the block.

Li Kun's face was expressionless, as if he didn't hear Fu Zijun's shouting at all. He gently jumped up with his left hand and held the basketball, and his right hand aimed at the basket and pushed forward gently.

Looking at the basketball rolling in the air, a trace of joy flashed in Li Kun's eyes. His mid-range shooting has always been stable, and this ball is no exception.

As Li Kun expected, the basketball fell into the basket as accurately as a guided missile, but before Li Kun could celebrate, the harsh whistle sounded suddenly.

Li Kun looked at the referee doubtfully, but saw that the referee's gesture clearly said that the attacker fouled and the attack was invalid. Li Kun's face suddenly changed color, offensive foul? Are you kidding? A clean shot was blown into an offensive foul, which made Li Kunteng, who had always been as calm as ice, suddenly burn up. He raised his hands and walked over to the referee, hoping to ask the referee for a reasonable explanation.

The referee did not explain to him, or even look at him. He walked two steps, bent down and pointed to Liu Ba, who did not know when he fell to the ground, and then made a gesture to cover the foul.

It turned out that at the moment when Li Kun shot just now, Fu Zijun, who was ready to jump and block, was blocked by a hill. Fu Zijun, who was completely unprepared, shouted in pain and directly pressed on the hill and fell to the ground, and the hill was Liu Ba.

"Lao Liu, what are you doing? He can't cover me at all. Aren't you causing trouble?"

Seeing that the referee did not blow his foul, Li Kun calmed down, but he was still very unhappy and couldn't help complaining about Liu Ba.

Liu Ba stood up silently, looked expressionless, patted the dust on his buttocks and retreated to his half.

Li Kun, who was ignored, could only shake his head helplessly and sighed back.

"Are you all right?" Sun Feiying pulled Fu Zijun up and asked with concern.

"Why is it all right? I suspect that there is a steel plate hidden in that guy's body, which hurts me so much. Fu Zijun rubbed his left shoulder and whispered.

"Everyone be careful. This guy is fierce. Don't be hurt by him." Zhao Senming reminded Han Dengyun and then whispered, "He has fouled four times. Later, I will pass the ball to you to hit him and try to get him off the court."

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Han Dengyun can't wait to have a chance to perform. How can he take care of Liu Ba's fierceness? He patted his chest and agreed confidently.

"Fengtao, let's pause after this defense. Lao Liu has committed four fouls, and he will be sent off again. Now he must be replaced."

Sun Zhenglei walked into Wu Fengtao and whispered that Zhao Senming could notice that he, a top student who was good at calculation, would naturally not ignore Liu Ba's number of fouls.

"But..." Wu Fengtao hesitated, "I'm worried that he won't go down!"

Sun Zhenglei gritted his teeth and said, "Now it's up to him. I have a vague feeling that we have to do our best."

"Okay." After thinking about it, Wu Fengtao nodded gently.

Zhao Senming controlled the ball at the top of the arc and made a gesture with his left hand. At the same time, Zhao Senming also took a deep breath and accelerated the frequency of dribbling. His left foot was ready to force a breakthrough with the help of Han Dengyun.

With the last lesson, Sun Zhenglei naturally dared not rush forward and moved horizontally to suppress Han Dengyun behind him with his generous body.

Han Dengyun bulged his cheeks and his face was as red as blood. He walked slowly but was extremely firm. He seemed to have made up his mind to resist Sun Zhenglei.

Zhao Senming cleverly bypassed Sun Zhenglei's defensive range. Just as he was about to continue to break through, he looked up and saw Liu Ba in front of him like a hill.

Zhao Senming smiled and was not in a hurry. It seemed that he had expected it. He jumped high and passed the basketball to the inside line. Just as Han Dengyun was about to bump into Sun Zhenglei, he suddenly smiled cunningly and stopped his feet. His strong body turned around unbelievably and strode to the inside line.

When the ball arrived, Han Dengyun comfortably caught Zhao Senming's pass and gently tiptoed the ball into the basket. At this time, Liu Ba, who was in charge of defending him, was still five steps away and had no time to jump to block it.

42:48!

The score difference has narrowed to 6 points, and the balance of victory seems to be slightly tilted towards Class One and Eight.

Wu Fengtao decisively gestured to the referee and applied for a suspension. Looking at the freshmen who were cheering opposite the court, a strong sense of war appeared in his eyes.

"Lao Liu, don't do it later. You have committed four fouls. It's very dangerous. Let's do it again at the critical moment."

Wu Fengtao greeted the people of Class 31 together, and the first sentence undoubtedly deprived Liu Ba of his opportunity to appear.

Liu Ba didn't say a word, sat silently in a chair, picked up a bottle of ice water and poured it down from the top of his head. He had to calm himself down. Of course, he would like to continue playing, but he also knows that this is not the time to be a hero. These rounds have caused the gap between the two sides to be narrowed little by little because of his mistakes. It is impossible for him not to feel guilty and blame himself.

"Listen to me, the physical strength of these freshmen has reached its limit, and now all they lack is a straw that can completely crush them down. After a while, we will play like this. Huang Wei, you will replace Liu Ba. Don't care about No. 13 when defending. Your physical confrontation is too bad. You are responsible for guarding No. 9. According to my observation, he does not have the ability to play singles under the basket, so there should not be a big problem. Kun, you are responsible for keeping an eye on No. 13, okay?

Li Kun didn't say anything, just nodded his head. Although his figure is not as good as Han Dengyun, he believes in his ability and body, and he can definitely block Han Dengyun.

"When attacking, we don't play the inside and outside. Monitor, please move a little. Their defensive rotation is actually not very mature. If you run more, you will definitely find loopholes. Zhang Peng, you replaced Yunfei and defended your No. 5 in poor physical condition now. You must take him to run. In this way, I believe he will not be able to hold on soon. Once there is a vacant seat, I will also pass the ball to your hand at the first time. You must dare to fight. The game is like this. The more you dare to take action, the less you will feel!"

Wu Fengtao thought for a moment and patted him gently and said, "Let's do this for the time being. If there is a change on the spot, we will study it. Lao Liu, don't think too much. Victory must belong to us!"

The final has been held so far, and it has completely entered the white-hot stage. The audience on the whole basketball court is like boiling water, rolling **, surging with enthusiasm...

This is the feeling of Yan Lingfeng stepping back into the court. Less than an hour's rest time is still too little for him who hasn't slept all night, but he can't continue to sleep. His brothers are struggling for their dreams, how can he bear to be a bystander?

"Brothers! I'm back!" Yan Lingfeng was energetic and strode into the camp of Class 8 of Senior High School and said loudly.

"You finally came, and I thought you couldn't hang up!" Han Dengyun, who was sitting in a chair and taking a sip of water, muttered, "Actually, you don't have to come. My little universe has completely exploded, and you can eliminate them in a flash..."

Yan Lingfeng smiled and said nothing. He walked to Zhao Senming and squatted down and held his hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Now, you can have a good rest."

Zhao Senming did not answer, but leaned on the back of the chair and nodded gently, because he no longer had the strength to speak. If he could still support him with a breath in his chest before, he lost the last trace of strength after seeing Yan Lingfeng's breath.

Yan Lingfeng held Zhao Senming's hand and shook it gently without talking, but his hot eyes had said all his words.

Yan Lingfeng took off his coat and exposed the light yellow jersey inside. Hu's eyes swept the field, surrounded Sun Feiying and other four people who were about to play, clenched his right fist and shouted, "For Sen Ming!"

Sun Feiying and others shouted in unison, "Sweat!"

"For victory!"

"Blood on the field!"

"Brothers, go!"

Yan Lingfeng waved his arm and set foot on the field that placed their dreams first.

Seeing Yan Lingfeng's reappearance, the audience with a good memory immediately remembered the brother who had cast "three no touches", and whispered with distrust of this seemingly confident guy.

Wu Fengtao naturally also saw Yan Lingfeng. He frowned and secretly worried. Yan Lingfeng's appearance did not think that it would interrupt his arrangement just now, but this was not his biggest headache. What he was most worried about was that the first half of No. 11 that he had never seen through was not his real level.

"What should I do?"

Sun Zhenglei obviously also saw Yan Lingfeng and frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.

"Give me the ball!" Wu Fengtao pondered that there was no better way for him for a while, just waiting for him to take a step!

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