Chapter 202 Sad Hero

In the next attack, Zhao Senming did not break out or die. He still dribbled the ball so gently through the half-court, then calmly handed the ball to Yan Lingfeng for processing, and then walked empty-handed outside the three-point line on the other side to stand, as if his task was just that.

"Yo-ho, is this soft?" Yan Lingfeng and others got along with Zhao Senming day and night and couldn't guess what his real thoughts were thinking at this time. Naturally, Shao Fei couldn't guess it, but this did not affect him to continue to provoke Zhao Senming.

Zhao Senming's eyes were still so indifferent, without a trace of expression. He slowly raised his head to look at Shao Fei and lowered his head again. It seems that it is really "soft" as Shao Fei said, but only Shao Fei knows that Zhao Senming is not soft, but stronger than ever before, because his eyes are as indifferent as water, but they clearly show their indomitable fighting spirit.

Yan Lingfeng's catch was very stable this time. He slowly moved the ball out of the three-point line with a harmless smile. Looking at Zhu Tianyu, who was forced to calm down, casually slap the basketball and said, "I'm not kidding you. You really can't prevent me, even if you use all your strength to breasts."

Most of Zhang Degui's understanding of Yan Lingfeng comes from those videos. He didn't know that Yan Lingfeng's other killer trick was his three-inch poisonous tongue, which was enough to make his opponent angry and smoke on his head. However, he was afraid of being laughed at when he ate his life, so everyone was silent, which also caused Zhang Degui. The understanding of Yan Lingfeng is still on the surface. Naturally, Zhu Tianyu couldn't know what Zhang Degui didn't know, so before the game, his preparations focused on how to defend Yan Lingfeng's sharp breakthrough, and did not prepare two earplugs for a rainy day.

Zhu Tianyu's bickering is not his opponent, so he is very wise and seems to have suffered a dumb loss. In fact, he is very smart to do so, because once he fights back, he will suffer more fiercely, and it is endless. If he will not kick him off the stage, he will never stop.

The score is behind, and Yan Lingfeng doesn't seem to be in a hurry. His style has always been like this. If the virgin moves like a rabbit, he won't move. Once he decides to launch, he will never go empty. Out of trust in Yan Lingfeng, neither Gao Yang nor Xu Zhong came forward to cover him. Of course, Yan Lingfeng doesn't need it, because his opponent is Zhu Tianyu, who has average speed, power and reaction. If he can't easily kill such an opponent, what right do he have to think about NCAA?

There are 10 seconds left in the attack time, and this is often Yan Lingfeng's favorite time to launch an attack. This time, Yan Lingfeng, who had always looked lazy, suddenly accelerated the rhythm of dribbling. Behind his back, **, crossed his hands and dribbled the ball, which made Zhu Tianyu feel dizzy.

In the orthodox basketball world, it seems that all the fancy things represent flashy. "Streetball king" River Alstone, "Death" Smash Parker and other powerful streetball players in Rock Park hit a wall everywhere in the NBA. The reason is not that they are not good enough, but because they Streetball makes NBA coaches very uncomfortable. There is no doubt that the most representative of streetball is all kinds of fancy dribbling. Compared with the famous "skiptomylou", Yan Lingfeng's dribbling is naturally a sky and an underground. But after all, this is not Rock Park or Moss Wood Park, so Yan Lingfeng's skillful dribble still caused a burst of enthusiastic applause from the audience. The live DJ also gave up hip-Hop music at the right time, accompanied by the rhythm of rap rock and enjoyed Yan Lingfeng's fascinating dribbling. The crowd has stood up with blood and twisted with the rhythm.

Yan Lingfeng also likes this atmosphere, but he didn't forget that this is not his personal show, but a knockout match of 16 to 8 provincial basketball games. Even if his dribbling is gorgeous, it is impossible to change their team's scoreboard by bringing out flowers. Only goal is the goal, and dribbling also paves the way for goals.

Zhu Tianyu seemed to be lost in Yan Lingfeng's dribbling and fanatical atmosphere. His eyes seemed to forget to turn. His expression was dull, and his movements were dull. Yan Lingfeng had rushed by with the ball from him. Only then did he come to his senses and wanted to intercept, but at this time, Yan Lingfeng had already been flying. , ** killed in, pulled up the shot within the three-point line and hit the target accurately, and at this time, the prompt sound of the 24-second attack time limit just sounded.

Dribbling, passing, shooting, Yan Lingfeng's series of movements are connected like clouds and flowing water, coming and going freely, unrestrained and elegant, which not only ignites the ** of the audience at the scene, but also greatly destroyed the opponent's confidence in the game. Zhu Tianyu stood still with a pale face. The statue was like a statue. Du Zhenghui and Di Jian looked at each other, and their eyes were dim and depressed. Only Shao Fei, the soul of the Texas No. 4 basketball team, still has a high fighting spirit on his face. It seems that Yan Lingfeng's amazingness brings him not pressure but motivation.

The opponents have retreated to the half, and Shao Fei also withdrew his eyes on Yan Lingfeng, patted his palms hard and shouted, "Brothers, are you afraid?"

Shao Fei's voice was very loud, but no one answered him. Shao Fei didn't expect his teammates to answer. He just paused and continued, "What's there to be afraid of? Look up at the scoreboard. We are the leader! Now it is us, and it will make us in the future! Believe me, just take revenge with me! If you don't believe me, then Shao Fei will not have you as a brother in the future!"

As a warrior who carried the team on his shoulders, Shao Fei has a high status in Texas No. 4 Middle School. After he said this, everyone else was cheered up or not, but everyone was not as decadent as before.

Shao Fei knew very well that his teammates just didn't want to refute their face. If he wanted them to really cheer up, he had to do something.

After receiving the bottom line service from Di Jian's hand, Shao Fei dribbled the ball and shouted, "Brothers, revenge is at the moment! Follow me and destroy them!"

Shao Fei's fighting spirit is very strong, like a fire. His opponent Zhao Senming was as calm as ever, like a piece of ice. The collision between ice and fire has only two results, either drying the ice or extinguishing the fire by the ice. Shao Fei, like fire, met Zhao Senming like ice, but he sneered, "You are not my opponent. Stay and call me the 11th!"

Crazy, arrogant, Shao Fei's undisguised contempt made Zhao Senming finally unable to keep calm. Although he was trying to restrain himself, a pair of fire-breathing eyes still betrayed his true thoughts. His nails sneaked into the profit meat, and his steel teeth were almost broken. Zhao Senming took a deep breath and looked at Shao Fei's eyes. There was an unforgettable hatred.

Shao Fei's courage is naturally not small. Cowardly people can't have the courage to carry the team forward, but when he came into contact with Zhao Senming's eyes, he still unconsciously shivered. If Zhao Senming's eyes were as calm as ice before, then now his eyes have become a bottomless cold pool, cold and penetrating.

"What? Do you still want to humiliate yourself?" Shao Fei was not scared. Zhao Senming's eyes were terrible, but it was impossible to make Shao Fei afraid.

Zhao Senming continued to be silent. For a person with strong self-esteem, there is nothing more unacceptable than the contempt of his opponent. Shao Fei's contemptuous eyes made him feel the greatest humiliation in his life. If eyes can kill people, then Shao Fei is already dead. If killing is not against the law, then Zhao Senming will definitely strangle him without hesitation.

"A bastard who doesn't even dare to fart! It's really boring to have an opponent like you!"

Yan Lingfeng's tongue is very poisonous, and Shao Fei is also very unyed. This is Zhao Senming. If it were replaced by the hot-tempered Sun Feiying, it is estimated that Shao Fei had been beaten into a pig's head by now.

Shao Fei was not in a hurry to launch an attack, but raised his head to observe. Obviously, Shuiyun No.1 has strengthened its defense against his unfavorable breakthrough. Gao Yang and Xu Zhongyi guarded both sides of the basket. Sun Feiying and Yan Lingfeng stepped on the three-point line to defend, saying that they were defending against their opponents. For example, there is waiting for Shao Fei at any time.

Shao Fei took a cold breath. The defense of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School seemed to be loose and had no rules, but in fact, it was the targeted defense made by the weakness of the limited offensive ability of others except Shao Fei in Texas No. 4 Middle School. They saw it very clearly that killing Shao Fei was equivalent to strangling Texas No. 4 Middle School. The second vein of Rendu. Shao Fei can't jump up, so the other four players in Texas No. 4 Middle School jump high no matter how high they are.

Shao Fei withdrew his eyes and put it on Zhao Senming's face again. "In our Texas, I have a nickname called 'Little Answer', but I don't like this title. Do you know why?"

Zhao Senming still did not open his mouth, but his eyes were much more awesome than just now. He knew very well that no matter what medicine was sold in Shao Fei's gourd, it was about time to lift the lid. At this time, he had to maintain 100,000 points of vigilance, because the opponent's attack time was less than 5 seconds left.

"Because my three-pointer is much more accurate than him!" Shao Fei's words almost roared. Before he opened his mouth, he had already held the basketball high and jumped up. In the last word, he just threw the basketball out.

"Swipe!"

Zhao Senming did not look back, but this familiar voice made his heart instantly fall into 18 layers of hell-like suffering. He has shot the last bullet, but Shao Fei still has a back hand. Not to mention that he is completely unprepared for such a shot, I'm afraid he can't stop him even if he is absorbed in defense of this move. Stop Shaofei's score.

Shao Fei did not brag. His jump shot is still two steps away from three points. The three-point line in the NBA is also an ultra-far three-pointer. At such a long distance, he simply sent the ball into the basket like throwing stones into the sea.