Chapter 246 Final Battle 3

"Ban!" With a loud noise, the basket groaned unbearably, and the basket frame was obviously deformed. The basketball went straight up and down through the net and bounced high on the floor.

Xu Zhong was still roaring, and his voice was like a beast full of primitive desire, hoarse, reckless and full of aggression.

Fearing that the basket rack would be pulled down, Xu Zhong loosened his hands, landed firmly on the floor, and roared and pounded his chest. He was so excited that he seemed to be completely unable to control his emotions. A month ago, of course, when he received the punishment notice from the school, he thought that he would be completely out of basketball in his life. He never dared to imagine that one day he would stand on the stage of the provincial basketball competition and wave his youth. All this was like a dream. He dared not open his eyes or stop shouting, as if he were born. I'm afraid that I will wake up as soon as I open my eyes.

Yan Lingfeng can no longer calm down. Xu Zhong's empty slam dunk reminded him of a person who is still suffering loneliness in a backyard in Oklahoma City, Blake Griffin, a beast known as a "slam dunk machine", the same strength, the same destruction, and Griffin's Compared with the classic dunk of the century-riding Perkins dunk, the only drawback of Xu Zhong's dunk this time is ** one less*.

Rushing forward and hugged Xu Zhong regardless. Yan Lingfeng has always shown calmness and calmness, but at this moment, he is as excited as a child who picked up a treasure map. With such a powerful teammate and such a powerful brother, not to mention the provincial champion, he is the national champion. He Dare to give it a try!

The whole game is boiling. No matter who knows that the supporters of the team are venting all their energy at this moment and bursting out the largest decibels that can be emitted. College students are originally a group of ** people, and what they often lack most in the world is exactly **. Xu Zhong used his violence and his unstoppable momentum to completely ignite the ** of the audience. Shouting and applause were no longer enough to express their inner wildness. The desperate roar and crazy twisting can express their mood at this moment.

"Handsome!"

On the rebroadcast, Xiao Cui can't sit still at all. His image and so on have been thrown away by him. Xu Zhong roared on the scene, and he roared on the rebroadcast. Unfortunately, he still doesn't know the classic "Fachetti, Maldini's soul at this moment a year later. He is not alone fighting. , he is not alone!" If Xiao Cui can be as unpredictable as Yan Lingfeng, he will not hesitate to copy it. After all, Aunt Huang works for the imperial TV station and faces audiences all over the country. If his position deviation is biased, he will be impeached, but he does not have such scruples. He is just a monk of the small temple, even if Some people question that he has a personal tendency and believe that he doesn't need to say anything. This person will definitely be besieged by others. The host of Yantai and the team supporting Yantai are natural. No one can say no, right?

Song Tao can be said to be a person who has experienced big scenes. The NBA was never a dream. It can be said that he is well-informed, but at this moment, he is also excited and difficult for himself. Dunk is always the most explosive way to detonate ** on the basketball court. Beast-like dunk can mobilize everyone's adrenal glands. Song Tao is famous for playing basketball, but this does not mean that he doesn't like the fierce and domineering way of playing, but what's better than Xiao Cui is that he is still sitting, his face is flushed. Clenching his fist, it is difficult for the first Chinese person in the NBA to control his emotions. "Beautiful, it's so beautiful. Let's watch the slow-motion replay again. As we all know, Xu Zhong's net height is only 1.95 meters, but we saw that when he took off, his head had surpassed the basket. How horrible it was. Jump, my God! What is genius? This is the real genius! For a long time, many domestic basketball enthusiasts have a view that is not so accurate. For example, black people can fly and white people can buckle, and we yellow people can only produce 'floor flow'. Now I can pat my chest to tell everyone, who said that yellow people can't fly? Look at Xu Zhong in front of us. He told us that China is not without genius, but a stage for genius to fly!"

In front of the TV, there was a hawker lying sick and playing with the remote control because of his bad business. He was also lucky enough to see the broadcast of the game. Like most viewers, the hawker was difficult to suppress under Song Tao's emotional explanation, but Soon, his head rushed out in a hurry, and even forgot to lock the door.

An hour later, the hawker appeared in front of the No. 2 basketball hall of Shandong University. He set up a stall with only one thing - throat moistening tablets. It is said that in less than 10 minutes, the stall was snapped up, and the hawker naturally made a small fortune. Maybe he didn't even know Xu Zhong's name, but he was grateful to the young man from the bottom of his heart.

Returning to the field, the players of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School have calmed down. In order to appease the injured Weifang No.1 Middle School, the referee gave Xu Zhong a technical foul, which immediately caused an uproar among the audience. The "black whistle" rang through the sky. Fortunately, the group of Chinese football players had not yet entered at this time. Otherwise, the pressure on this court would be even greater. Fortunately, Xu Zhong also realized that his celebration was a little too much, did not argue with the referee, and silently accepted the result.

Maybe he was shocked by Xu Zhong's slam dunk, or to prove that he is not a predator. Wang Zhao, who executed this technical foul, made a rare mistake, which is almost impossible for a person who has a 100% free throw rate so far.

Before that, although the number of spectators supporting Weifang No.1 Middle School was not as good as Shuiyun No.1 Middle School, it could barely account for 20% or 30%. However, after Xu Zhong's slam dunk, the audience almost began to support Shuiyun No.1 Middle School. Seeing that Wang Zhai did not score a penalty, there were burst of undisguised laughter in the audience. This made Wang Zhao have the impulse to find a seam to get in for a while.

Zhou Yu closed his eyes and shook his head in pain. It was chaotic and completely chaotic, but his own psychological state was affected, not to mention his teammates. At the 2000 Olympic Games, the main center of the French team, Friedrich Weiss was ready to go to the NBA after the Olympic Games, but at the Olympics, Vence Carter gave him the shame of his life. The "buck of the century" completed the reputation of the strongest dunk in Carter's history, but it made Weis end. He never came out of that shadow in his life. A center with a good future finally retired, which shows how destructive a dunk is. At this time, the Weifang No.1 Middle School members, just like Weis at that time, were full of grass and trees, so Wang Zhao threw a free throw, which was entirely because his mental state fluctuated greatly.

Wang Ba almost did not hesitate to raise his hand and ask for a pause. In fact, he knew that even the effect of the pause was minimal. All his arrangements and plans were likely to dissipate with this time, but just as all drowning people would struggle desperately, until the moment when the soul came out of the body, No one will give up the right to survive, and Wang Ba is not like giving up.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Ba opened his eyes wide for the first time, looked at the faces of the team members in order, smiled and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhou Yu licked his slightly dry lips, and his eyes were full of firmness, "Coach, I'm thinking, is this the dunk competition? If so, how many points do you think the dunk just now can get?

"It's not here!" Wang Ba shook his head and said, "We are playing, so no matter how beautiful he is, unfortunately, he can only get 2 points."

"Oh." Zhou Yu nodded and continued, "Since it's all like this, coach, why do you ask for a pause? You should know that the opportunity to pause is very valuable.

Wang Ba blinked his eyes and looked at Wang Zhao and asked, "Why do you think I asked for a pause?"

There was still a trace of fear on Wang Zhao's face, and his eyes shook his head dullly, "I, I don't know."

"Don't you know?" Wang Ba suddenly rushed up and grabbed Wangzhao's jersey and asked harshly, "You don't know? Well, let me ask you, how long ago was the last time you lost a penalty?

"I don't know, I don't remember." Wang Zhao shrank in a panic and shook his head repeatedly.

"Then can you give me a reason why you wasted the free throw just now?" Wang Ba let go of his hand, stood up straight and pointed to the scoreboard and said, "Have you seen it? 8 points, we are only 8 points behind now. If Wang Zhao hits that free throw, our backward score can be less. What is the difference of 8 points? 4 2-pointers, 8 free throws, 3 3-pointers and one more point, tell me, how much?

No one answered him, and everyone lowered their heads and said nothing, including Zhou Yu, but unlike his teammates, he was thinking about how to destroy the cooperation between Yan Lingfeng and Xu Zhong.

"Huang Fenglie, how much do you answer me?" Wang Ba was impatient to wait and asked directly by name.

Huang Fenglie is a well-known gangster in the team. He is bold and irritable. He has always been afraid of no one. Hearing this, he immediately raised his head and straightened his neck and replied, "Not much!"

"Really not much?" Wang Ba asked gloomyly.

"There must not be much!" Huang Fenglie gritted his teeth and nodded, "Coach, don't worry, it's just a dunk. I promise you that I will dunk back after playing in a while!"

"Very good!" Wang Ba was obviously satisfied with Huang Fenglie's attitude. He nodded and turned his eyes to Wang Zhao, "Wang Zhao, tell me, can you still fight? If not, tell me as soon as possible, don't occupy the pit and don't shit, okay?"

Please don't be as good as a fierce general. Wang Ba naturally understands this truth, so instead of persuading each other, he sarcasm and did not save any face for Wang Zhao.

"Can! Coach, I can!" Wang Zhao couldn't be excited, and he didn't want to go underground like this. He took a deep breath and stood up and patted his chest to promise, "Coach, please rest assured, even if I risk my life, I will stick to it!"

"What I want is victory, not bullshit persistence, you know?" Wang Ba's attitude is still very unfriendly. He stared at Wang Zhao and continued: "There are still 7 minutes left in the game. My requirements for you in these 7 minutes are very simple. If you can do 5 three-pointers, you can play. If you can't do it, don't go up and show shame!"

"Can! I can!" Wangzhao gritted his teeth and agreed.