Chapter 74 The Wind rises

Although Zhu Yao has just taken over the team and has not been engaged in a career related to basketball for more than ten years, he has a good foundation in previous years, so after a short running-in period, he quickly entered the role of coach. When he stayed abroad, he accepted the basketball culture on the other side of the ocean. Although it has its own advantages compared with domestic basketball skills and tactics, there is no doubt that his understanding of basketball is more advanced and avant-garde. Moreover, he is a point guard and has his own unique understanding and judgment of the changes in the situation on the court.

A good coach is not familiar with hundreds of tactics. He must make timely adjustments at any time according to changes in the situation on the court. Especially in this pure amateur high school basketball game, no matter how many tactics there are, it is sometimes futile, so although Zhu Yao is a half-baked level, the team has undergone earth-shaking changes under his incompetence.

The second half of the game begins.

On the other side of the vocational high school, Xu Zhong and Cao Tianyi's two cores appeared together again. They are now standing on the edge of the cliff. If they don't fight hard, what awaits them will be the abyss of failure. Qin Wei and Zhu Chongming have also put away the panic on their faces in the first half and replaced them with a determination to fight for their lives. Their own basketball skills are not bad, and they naturally have their own pride in their hearts. In the first half, especially in the second quarter, they can't raise their heads because they are suppressed by their opponents. The face has been holding fire. Once this fire erupts, it will definitely be a thin and earth-shaking flame.

If there was a period of high-level players in the first half like a group of screaming hungry wolves, then now they will only be even more terrible when they calm down. Yan Lingfeng knew very well that the opponent was about to launch the sharpest counterattack. If they could fight back, it would be called a Jedi, but if they could hold on to the position, then the opponent's counterattack would just return to the light.

According to the principle of ball rights exchange, the first one to attack in the second half was a high job. Wang Jingdong, who almost knelt down and begged for a chance to play, sent the ball to Zhu Chongming, and then strode to the front court. There are always one or two followers around every basketball master. Wu Fengtao's follower are Li Kun and Bi Xiangyang, and Wang Jingdong is Xu Zhong's follower. The two of them met when they were wearing open crotch trousers. In a flash for more than ten years, the two of them almost got together, fighting and playing ball together except for the time of eating and sleeping. Wang Jingdong's basketball talent is not as good as Xu Zhong, but his physical fitness is not inferior to his best friend.

About a year ago, Xu Zhong took a heavy hand in order to save him from a group of gangsters. As a result, he beat a gangster into the hospital. It was also for this reason that Xu Zhong was imprisoned in the minority management office. There is no need to talk about the friendship between brothers. Wang Jingdong deeply remembered it. He knew Xu Zhong's desire for this championship, so he must help him realize this wish.

Wang Jingdong now knows very well that the defensive action allowed by the rules alone can no longer freeze Yan Lingfeng, so he is ready to die together before playing. Even if he sheds blood and tears, he must help Xu Zhong clear the big enemy on the way to win the championship.

Yan Lingfeng looked at Wang Jingdong, who ran towards him aggressively, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. Even if he didn't fully guess Wang Jingdong's thoughts, he probably guessed a little, but he was not afraid. Even where the sun shines, there will always be shadows, and the same is true on the basketball court. It can never be clean. If he avoids the war because he is afraid of his opponent's plots, he will never win any championship.

Zhu Chongming slowly dribbled the ball and attacked. His eyes were as hot as fire, but his movements were as calm as water. He stopped at the top of the arc and was not in a hurry to organize the attack. Instead, he waited for a while before stretching out his right hand and made a gesture. Then he leaned sideways against Zhao Senming and gave the ball to Cao Tian, who came to receive it. Clothes.

Cao Tianyi has been sitting off the court for a long time, afraid that his hand will feel cold, so he didn't think about it. After driving the ball two steps forward, he hung the ball to Xu Zhong on the inside line.

It was not Fu Zijun who was responsible for defending Xu Zhong. Yan Lingfeng did not choose to defend around. He stood behind Xu Zhong's side, holding his waist with one hand, and the other hand in front of Xu Zhong, constantly shaking to prevent others from passing the ball to him. However, even so, Xu Zhong still received Cao Tianyi's pass. Ball, because the basketball came on three roads, Yan Lingfeng was not an ape and did not have such a long arms, so there was no way to face high-altitude bombing.

Xu Zhong held the ball and tested it twice. After leaning against Yan Lingfeng with his backup and began to push the ball under the basket, feeling the overwhelming power from Xu Zhong. Although Yan Lingfeng had already taken precautions, he still couldn't help taking a step back.

But after one step, Yan Lingfeng bit his teeth and greeted him fiercely. He didn't want to retreat any more and couldn't retreat. The confrontation under the basket was always so simple. It was so cruel and direct. The strong won, and the weak defeated. If he lost once, he might lose all the time.

The two bodies collided violently again, making a muffled sound. This was the sound of a physical collision. Yan Lingfeng finally stood firm this time. Although his body still shook uncontrollably, it did not retreat after all. Several of them were flashing in front of him. He shook his head violently and bit gently. I woke up with my tongue.

Yan Lingfeng is uncomfortable, and Xu Zhong is not much stronger. After all, Yan Lingfeng's body has been adjusted by black and white impermanence and looks thin and weak, but in fact, every muscle and every bone of him is as hard as steel. No matter how strong Xu Zhong is, he is a mortal body. How can he feel better when he hits steel?

Xu Zhong gave a "huh" sound and seemed to be a little surprised by Yan Lingfeng's tenacity. Since the age of 15, Yan Lingfeng was the only one who, whether it was fighting or playing ball, and collided with him without falling behind, so he felt a little surprised. However, this surprise was only for a moment. Soon Xu Zhong adjusted his body and bumped into him again angrily. Yan Lingfeng's tenacity completely aroused his inner aggressive desire. His nickname was "Tiger". How could the king of the jungle easily lose?

"Wang!"

"Hahaha!"

This exclamation, this laughter, did not come from Yan Lingfeng or Xu Zhong, but from the audience on the sidelines, because they could see clearly that after two consecutive collisions, when Xu Zhong Mao installed it for the third time, Yan Lingfeng dodged, not only avoiding Xu Zhong's impact, but also lost it. Xu Zhong, who went to balance, stole the basketball in his hand. As for Xu Zhong, he hit the empty place with all his strength. Due to the effect of inertia, his body had fallen to the ground uncontrollably.

Yan Lingfeng cut the ball in his hand. Thinking of Zhu Yao's words, he did not dribble the ball and directly passed the ball to Zhao Senming, but he ran to the front court empty-handed.

Zhao Senming saw the ball coming. After observing left and right, he jumped up against the basketball and played the ball in the air to Huang Wenyi, who was about to be three points away.

Huang Wenyi took two steps forward and grabbed the ball in his hand. At this time, Yan Lingfeng just roared in front of him. Huang Wenyi immediately shouted in a low voice, which attracted Yan Lingfeng's attention and quickly passed the ball out.

After three passes and two falls, the basketball returned to Yan Lingfeng's hand. At this time, he had rushed to the vicinity of the middle circle. Zhao Senming and Huang Wenyi followed him one left and one right, and the three people inserted straight into the depths heart of their opponents in a "pin" shape.

The fast attack has been completed, and Yan Lingfeng will naturally not miss such an opportunity. While dripping the ball forward, he observes the running position of his opponents and his teammates with the afterglow. Obviously, the high-ranking coach Jiao has realized the sharpness of the fast attack in the first middle, and has also made specific arrangements and speed at halftime. Faster, Zhu Chongming and Cao Tianyi, who saw the opportunity earlier, have grabbed Yan Lingfeng's body. Although Wang Jingdong's reaction slowed down, his speed made up for this beat. He chased Yan Lingfeng at a distance of less than 1 meter behind him. Of course, this time he no longer dared to pull Yan Ling casually. The wind's jersey is gone, and the lesson of fouls is still in front of him. Even if his head is not enough, he will not make the same mistake.

Sun Feiying, the fastest in Shuiyun No.1 Middle School, was still sitting off the court. After Yan Lingfeng rushed forward a few steps, he suddenly felt that he had fallen into the other party's trap. Zhu Chongming and Cao Tianyi had already stood in the three-point line. One left and one right blocked Yan Lingfeng's footsteps like two hills, and Wang Jingdong was also He chased and pestered. Although he didn't catch up with Yan Lingfeng, he did not pull him away. The three people surrounded him on three sides and almost blocked Yan Lingfeng's breakthrough route. It seemed that this fast attack was stillborn.

If Shuiyun No.1 Middle School is still lagging behind at this time, then Yan Lingfeng may treat it safely and slow down to wait for his teammates to come up for support, but now they are in the lead, coupled with Zhu Yao's arrangement in midfield, so Yan Lingfeng does not intend to wait for his teammates to come up to fight, because although the opponent looks good The defensive position has been set, but in fact, their defensive position is the weakest and the easiest to penetrate at this time.

Yan Lingfeng has stepped into the three-point line, less than one meter away from Zhu Chongming and Cao Tianyi. He can even clearly hear Zhu Chongming's heavy breathing, but instead of slowing down, he has increased the already fast speed. His purpose is very simple, which is to rely on super The fast speed tore abruptly between the two people.

Cao Tianyi and Zhu Chongming obviously realized Yan Lingfeng's plan. The reason why they left such a gap was actually to dig a trap, a trap that Yan Lingfeng could not get in and out, but when they saw Yan Lingfeng's indomitable posture, The two couldn't help but wonder if their trap could really trap Yan Lingfeng?

In fact, the position occupied by these two people also gave Yan Lingfeng a headache, but at this time, he seemed to have no other choice. He could only bet that his speed was fast enough that when he went straight from the two people, they didn't have time to close the door.

But of course, this is just his wishful thinking. Cao Tianyi and Zhu Chongming are waiting for this moment. How can they not react? Before Yan Lingfeng rushed to him, the two of them tacitly leaned in the middle and blocked the gap with their own bodies. They were tightly stitched and impenetrable. Even if Yan Lingfeng turned into a fly, he might not be able to get through.

But why did Yan Lingfeng drill? A strange smile suddenly hung on the corners of his mouth, and his fast running footsteps suddenly stopped incredibly. His eyes looked at Cao Tianyi and Zhu Chongming in front of him, but his ears were listening to Wang Jingdong's heavy footsteps behind him, holding the ball in his chest, and then throwing it back with a rather indecent movement.

Wang Jingdong, who is chasing closely, only has Yan Lingfeng's figure in his eyes. How can he notice anything else? Even if the basketball has flown over his head, he is still unconsciously biting Yan Lingfeng.

Zhao Senming followed Wang Jingdong. He was not as persistent as Wang Jingdong, so he naturally saw the basketball falling from the sky. He gently jumped out his right hand and took the basketball in his hand, and then threw the ball directly to the right side of his body without looking at it.

The basketball flew very fast, without a little rotation, and it was about to fly out of the sideline, but at this time, a pair of slender palms blocked the basketball's way. Although Huang Wenyi's speed was slow, it also had the advantage of slowness. Zhao Senming seemed to have calculated with a calculator, just like two straight lines, yellow Wenyi and basketball just crossed outside the left three-point line.

Empty, a lot of empty. After the final, Huang Wenyi has never got such a good opportunity to shoot in a vacant position. There is no one three meters behind him, which can be said to be a pie falling from the sky for a pitcher.

The opportunity is rare, so Huang Wenyi cherished it very much. He carefully adjusted his footsteps, then glanced at the basket, gently jumped up with the ball in both hands, held the ball with his left hand, and gently pushed forward with his right hand. The basketball flew to the basket with a beautiful arc.