Chapter 106 Flash

At the top of the arc, Zhao Senming and Wang Feilong stood on both sides of the basketball again, like old enemies in life. On the left and right sides of the three-point line of Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying, no one came up to cover Zhao Senming, and of course no one came forward to wrap it.

Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying are very clear that Zhao Senming is actually a very proud person. He can't even tolerate others to criticize his defects, just like the time when Yan Lingfeng threw his cigarette out. If he changes someone, such as Sun Feiying, he may not pay attention to Yan Lingfeng's dissuasion, but he will never be embarrassed. I have to do it.

Zhao Senming is an excellent point guard with an excellent overall view. He rarely loses his calmness on the court, but this time he is undoubtedly angered by Wang Feilong's closeness. The ball was in his hand, and time slipped away second by second, but Zhao Senming had no intention of passing the ball. Maybe he had lost his mind in the eyes of others, but only he knew in his heart that he was more awake than ever at this time. If he still wants to stay on the field and continue to control the team's attack, he must break through Wang Feilong's blockade, so he stubbornly chooses to continue to challenge Wang Feilong alone.

Wang Feilong's eyes emitted a little cold light, and his body was like a tight bow string, waiting to give his opponent a fatal blow at any time. Zhao Senming dribbled the ball unhurriedly. **, behind his back, he changed his way to seduce Wang Feilong to come forward to break the ball, but Wang Feilong was not moved at all. He knew very well that as long as he moved, he would definitely show a flaw, and if this flaw was caught by Zhao Senming, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

There were less than 10 seconds left in the attack time. Zhao Senming finally couldn't wait any longer. He slowly approached Wang Feilong with the ball behind his back. Wang Feilong took a deep breath and came forward with his hands. Compared with the two of them, Zhao Senming's height was superior, but Wang Feilong was superior in speed, but their strength was almost the same. Therefore, Zhao Senming leaned his back against Wang Feilong and squeezed twice without squeezing. Seeing that he was already exhausted, Wang Feilong's heart also fell back to his chest.

But at this time, Zhao Senming suddenly bumped into him again. Wang Feilong frowned, held his breath and greeted him. He was secretly glad that he had not relaxed his vigilance. Otherwise, he might have lost his position by Zhao Senming's collision.

Seeing that the two were about to collide again, Zhao Senming suddenly dodged at this time, turned 180 degrees in place, and walked around Wang Feilong with empty hands.

Wang Feilong was not willing to be beaten all the time, so this time he also secretly accumulated his strength and was ready to break a dead net with Zhao Senming, but he did not expect Zhao Senming, an eggless person, to pass the ball at a critical time, which made Wang Feilong a little disappointed.

Did Zhao Senming really pass the ball? Of course not. He is determined to compete with Wang Feilong, but how can he easily lose? The audience could see clearly that at the moment when Zhao Senming turned around, his right hand gently pushed back against Wang Feilong's body, and the basketball quietly appeared behind Wang Feilong. It was precisely because of this that Zhao Senming's turn was so easy.

Wang Feilong was still stunned, but Zhao Senming, who turned around, was not stunned. He stepped forward to pick up the basketball that was slowly rolling on the ground. As soon as his right foot entered the three-point line, he was ready to take a three-step layup.

In the applause of the audience, Wang Feilong slowly turned around and looked at Zhao Senming, who rushed to the basket with the ball in disbelief. What he had just guessed was actually true. Zhao Senming did pass the ball, but he passed it to the floor, and then the floor passed the basketball back to his hand.

In basketball games, two-to-one is very common, but two-to-one with the floor is rare. After Zhao Senming passed Wang Feilong again, there was no complacency on his face and rushed directly to the basket.

With the lesson just now, Warwick's defense this time was without hesitation. When he saw Zhao Senming's passing the ball, he ignored it, because instinctively felt that Zhao Senming was cheating his feelings again. He guessed that Zhao Senming was indeed lying to him, because this time he really passed the ball, and Warwick stared at him. Looking at the basketball flying towards Li Yi, who was empty, he regretted it, but it was too late to turn back to defend. He could only pray in his heart that Li Yi's shot was as unreliable as him.

However, Warwick forgot to call God's name when praying, so his prayer was not heard by the gods. The basketball flying out of Li Yi's hand accurately hit the back edge of the basket and then bounced back into the basket.

After Li Yi scored, he waved his arm excitedly, and then took the initiative to come forward to celebrate Zhao Senming's high-five. In fact, it is false. Zhao Senming easily tore through the defense line of Yantai No. 2 Middle School with his virtual pass and assisted Li Yi to equalize the score.

Of course, from another aspect, the defensive ability of Yantai No. 2 Middle School is also very ordinary, at least far from their offensive level. However, most of the teams with strong attack power have the problem of strong attack and weak defense. Naturally, Yantai No. 2 Middle School is no exception. Maybe their individual defensive ability is not bad, but they have not formed a complete defensive system, which gives Zhao Senming a space to choose calmly after breaking through.

Another attack, another three-point shot. Although the person who shot was replaced by Gao Pengcheng, his luck was not much better than An Bingxue. The basketball hit the iron hard and popped out. Yan Lingfeng jumped high, grabbed the ball in his hand with one hand, and then rounded his arm to launch a fast attack. The appalling Yantai The team members of the Second Middle School jumped for a while and turned their heads to run to their half-time.

Yan Lingfeng had a funny smile on the corners of his mouth and took back the ball without hurry. He just habituallyposed a POSE, and his opponent didn't have to be so nervous.

After turning around and passing the ball to Zhao Senming, Yan Lingfeng slowly paced to the front court. Facing the anger after being played in the eyes of his opponent, Yan Lingfeng shrugged his shoulders indifferently. People have two sides, and Yan Lingfeng is no exception. In daily life, he is actually a very dull person, but once he arrives on the basketball court, he will become another person, a sinister, cunning and omnisive person. He knew very well that the opponent's mood would definitely become impetuous after consecutive shots, and his action just now was to add another ladle of water, so that the opponent could not sink completely.

Now it seems that his strategy has been successful, because Gao Pengcheng's eyes at him are already very telling. This is a very small-minded person. Yan Lingfeng made his own judgment in his heart. He has to adopt different methods to deal with people with different personalities. Yan Lingfeng looks harmless, but in fact, he has been thinking about the composition of the prescription.

Wang Feilong was passed by Zhao Senming twice in a row. Although he was unconvinced, he inevitably lacked some confidence. Therefore, this time he did not push forward again, but stepped on the three-point line to defend. In fact, he is eager to challenge again, but for the sake of the overall situation of the team, he knows that he can no longer be so capricious, because once he is broken through again, the team is still very likely to lose points.

Zhao Senming smiled like a winner at the corners of his mouth and stood two steps away from Wang Feilong and shook his head gently. The contempt at the corners of his eyes made Wang Feilong angry. He gritted his teeth and endured it again and again. Then he restrained himself from rushing forward to tear up his opponent.

Without Wang Feilong's interference, Zhao Senming easily passed the ball to Yan Lingfeng, and then walked empty-handed to the right three-point line. Yan Lingfeng held the ball behind him and leaned against Gao Pengcheng and asked softly, "Is it difficult to score a three-pointer?"

Gao Pengcheng's face changed, and he snorted coldly and pretended not to hear it.

Yan Lingfeng smiled and said, "I also want to try this attack. Seeing you keep hitting iron, why is my psychologically itchy?"

Gao Pengcheng took a deep breath and locked the basketball behind Yan Lingfeng. He was not a particularly good-tempered person. The reason why he kept silent was that he disdained to talk to Yan Lingfeng. He was just a country bumpkin. What right did he have to talk to him?

"I'm ready to attack, but before that, I have a request. If I hit the iron like you, please don't laugh at me like I laugh at you, okay?"

Yan Lingfeng didn't seem to think this sentence at all. He turned around and put away his smile on Gao Pengcheng, and then suddenly took a big step to the left with a huge change of direction. After avoiding Gao Pengcheng's defensive range, he jumped up and was about to shoot.

Gao Pengcheng didn't have time to think much about it. He immediately opened his right arm and rushed over. He had been hesitating whether Yan Lingfeng was slandering him before. Now it seems that this guy is still a sincere person. He said that if he cast three points, he would really throw three points. I guess he was kicked to the back of the head by the donkey when he was a child.

Yan Lingfeng, who was kicked by the donkey, looked at Gao Pengcheng who rushed to him, but a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corners of his mouth. He pushed the ball forward with both hands before Gao Pengcheng rushed over, and then dodged him. As soon as he landed, he pulled his foot and rushed under the basket.

"Come back!"

Yan Lingfeng roared at Li, who was holding the ball, while running. Li Yi was stunned and passed the ball out like a reflex. Yan Lingfeng has raised his speed to the extreme. After receiving the ball, he took the opportunity to jump up and hit the basket with the ball in one hand.

It's another two over one, but this time it was not the floor that cooperated with Yan Lingfeng, but Li Yi, who was passively assisted. Before he even figured out the situation, Yan Lingfeng dunked the ball into the basket.

"This liar!" Gao Pengcheng looked at Yan Lingfeng's arrogant back hanging on the basket, stamped his feet hatefully, and his eyes shot with hatred.

From passing to receiving the ball to completing the dunk, it took Yan Lingfeng less than 2 seconds to complete the dunk. The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, like a lightning-like Yan Lingfeng, directed and starred in this wonderful attack.

Commentator Xiao Cui is usually known for his eloquent and quick response, but now he finds for the first time that he also has been speechless. Yan Lingfeng's performance is so excellent that he, an old fan who has been watching the NBA for ten years, stunned him. He searched for adjectives, but compared with Yan Lingfeng's wonderful dunk, the words of praise in his stomach were so scarce.