Chapter 393 Imitation

King Kong's eyes were angry, and the gods came down to earth. Xu Yong, who seemed to be burning, roared fiercely and smashed down the ball in both hands towards the basket.

He is 193 meters tall, with an arm span of two meters, and an amazing bounce. Xu Yong's dunk is like a fairy flying out of the sky, completely above the basket. His fiery eyes look at the basket, and his hands can almost touch the upper edge of the rebound.

Ten years ago, Brent Barry said, "White people can also fly." Ten years later, a yellow-skinned Chinese teenager proved with his actions that whites and blacks can never be the only ones who can get rid of gravity. Yellow people can spread their wings and pick stars above the sky.

Things can no longer be done, and Xu Zhong, who made up for the basket, chose to avoid it. Naturally, this does not prove that he is afraid of Xu Yong, but a very wise strategic retreat. Obviously, at this time, the people of the earth can no longer stop Xu Yong from scoring. If the forehead is congested, it will be humiliated by the opponent riding under him. It is not cost-effective to compensate for the last blocking foul.

45: 39!

The small universe exploded. Xu Yong stimulated all the energy in his body. After the two of them, he used a powerful hand to smash the shame, which not only blew up the whole line of defense of Shuiyun No.1, but also made all the audience at the scene and in front of the TV remember his name forever.

The elegant and unrestrained dunk will give people beautiful enjoyment, but the violent and fierce dunk will make people hot-blooded and difficult to feel.

The basketball drilled straight up and down into the basket, hit the floor heavily and bounced high. The basketball rack was pulled into a very terrible angle by Xu Yong, and the base was even obviously shaking and crumbling. It seemed that he would be overwhelmed and kneel down at any time.

Fortunately, Xu Yong was just a flesh and blood body after all. After continuous acceleration and rapid exertion, his arms were already sour and numb. After looking down at the basket and seeing that there was no danger, he loosened his ten fingers and landed as light as a swallow.

"Roar!"

After Xu Yong made a chest expansion action to the camera outside the field, he roared again, ** infinite and arrogant and domineering.

"It seems that the lesson given to you is still not profound enough." Xu Yong suddenly incarnated like a prehistoric flood and famine beast, exuding a horrible smell all over his body, but Yan Lingfeng stepped forward with a careless smile and looked at Xu Yong with his hands on his hands and said with a smile.

Xu Yong looked at Yan Lingfeng with cold eyes and the corners of his mouth twitched inconspicuously. If Xu Yong looks like a devil in the eyes of others at this time, then Yan Lingfeng is the devil in his heart, a devil with a knife in his smile.

"I'm not good at anything else, but I'm good at imitation." Yan Lingfeng put away his smile and his expression became cold. He knew very well that Xu Yong's slam dunk would greatly improve the morale of the opponent's whole team. At this time, what he had to do was to press down this momentum in the shortest time.

"I'll wait for you!" Xu Yong took a deep look at Yan Lingfeng, threw down this sentence without any emotion, and then turned his head and walked to the backcourt.

Zhao Senming dribbled the ball to the front court. Before Yan Lingfeng opened his hand to ask for the ball, he took the initiative to pass the ball. An organizational defender who does not know how to judge the situation will never be an excellent PG. Zhao Senming is very clear that at this time, Yan Lingfeng is the only choice on the team's offensive end.

Yan Lingfeng was not polite. After receiving the ball, he took the initiative to find Xu Yong, stopped about a meter in front of him, dribbled the ball slowly, and hung the unique evil smile on the corners of his mouth.

Xu Yong's eyes stared at Yan Lingfeng without blinking. On the basketball court, the defending side is always the passive side. The attacker can choose the way to attack, but the defense can only be led by the nose and follow the opponent's choice. Of course, strong defenders can also force their opponents to choose the way to attack according to their own wishes through accurate prediction and alert cards.

Xu Yong's individual defensive ability is not very good, not because his physical condition is not enough, but because Ji Gang rarely assigned him special defensive tasks in previous games. After all, compared with defense, Xu Yong's strong offensive firepower is more prominent. Weighing the pros and cons, I believe that many coaches will make the same choice as Ji Gang. There are still too few people on this planet who are as offensive and defensive as Tim Duncan and Kobe Bryant. After all, a person's energy and physical strength are limited, and making a greater contribution on the defensive end is bound to affect the efficiency of the offensive end.

The first factor in the selection of Chinese basketball is to look at height. If you see a tall man on the street, he may not necessarily play basketball, but the players you see in the basketball hall will never have a height of less than 1.80. Like the "bug" Boggs, Earl Boygins, who are in their early 1.60 meters tall, and ordinary players who have to talk to people with their faces up must not be able to play basketball in China, and it is almost the same to practice gymnastics. Most of the training of Chinese basketball players is shooting, and a small part of the remaining time, the training content is basically related to attack. Practice defense? Do you think that a player like Uncle Bao, whose shooting rate is lower than the three-point shooting rate, will be qualified to drive a sports car, use Apple, chase the anchor, and occasionally flirt with basketball babies when they have nothing to do?

Although Xu Yong was born in a sports family, he also did not work much on defense. One-on-one defense of Yan Lingfeng is an extremely difficult test for Xu Yong. In addition, not long ago, he was just shaken by Yan Lingfeng, so when Yan Lingfeng held the ball again, Xu Yong couldn't help thinking of what Yan Lingfeng had just said. Fine sweat oozed out of his palm, and Xu Yong's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot. Yao Ming told him that NBA scouts are everywhere, especially in games attended by highly talented young people. Even if it is just an amateur game, they are likely to sit somewhere in the stands.

The NBA is still a little far away for Xu Yong, but this dream has always existed. Xu Yong didn't want to leave a "defense, F" record on the scouts' notebooks, so he secretly gritted his teeth and vowed that he would prevent it this time at all costs, even if he was injured!

Oath, or Oath.

Sometimes, vows are worthless. But sometimes, vows are unchangeable. Xu Yong is not a person who likes to take vows as a mantra, but in today's game, he keeps making various vows. Naturally, what he does is not wait for punishment, but that he needs to constantly spur and motivate himself in this way.

The basketball seems to have life, constantly jumping and dancing between Yan Lingfeng's hands, as if it has merged with Yan Lingfeng's body.

The pendulum is shaking, Yan Lingfeng stepped on the "Eight Fairy Steps" with his feet, and his upper body is erratic, like a willow swinging in the wind, suddenly left, right, forward, backward...

Xu Yong still responded to all changes, allowing Yan Lingfeng to change, and he was not moving. At the moment when Yan Lingfeng saw the dagger, he would never move and give Yan Lingfeng nothing to find an opportunity to take advantage of.

It can't be said that Xu Yong's defense is negative, but that the pressure brought to him by Yan Lingfeng is too great. No fault is merit. He didn't expect to be able to intercept the ball directly from Yan Lingfeng's hand, nor did he think about intercepting his passing line. As long as he can keep Yan Lingfeng out of the three-point line, then he is the greatest success.

It's not that Yan Lingfeng didn't pass the ball, which is not without a good opportunity. Ding Jie, who has a strong scoring ability, is not so focused on the defensive end. Just now, Zhao Senming created a good opportunity to catch the ball and score by suddenly stopping and turning around under the basket in the process of sparing no effort. But Yan Lingfeng did not pass the ball, not because he didn't see it, but because of this ball, he must attack by himself!

Some people say nothing different from farting. After polluting the air, it has nothing to do with him. But some people will try their best to achieve what they say.

Yan Lingfeng is not a good person. When he meets a thief, he will hang high and say nothing. He will not kindly help the old man cross the road, let alone wander around and give generously when he meets a beggar. But he has an advantage that many people don't have in today's society. He emphasizes commitment and honesty. He won't make any promises easily, but he will never forget it again.

He said that he would teach Xu Yong another lesson. He also said that he would imitate Xu Yong's slam dunk just now. So he didn't pass the ball, so he was rarely "lone", so he had to stubbornly beat Xu Yong.

There is no chance, look for opportunities. There are no flaws, make flaws. Pie will not fall from the sky, and gold will not grow in the ground. Yan Lingfeng has never been a person who likes to sit and wait for the blessing of the goddess of luck, so he quickly launched an attack.

Xu Yong's feet stand very steadily, Xu Yong's hands are open, and the defense covers a large area, but for Yan Lingfeng, none of this is a problem, because he believes that as long as he is a person, there must be shortcomings. The problem is whether you can lift the curtain on the short board.

He pulled the ball out with his left hand and twisted his hips and raised his legs. Yan Ling's first breakthrough was on the field again. So far, no one has been able to stop Yan Lingfeng's breakthrough with all his efforts. As fast as a horse, like a meteor, Yan Lingfeng's breakthrough may not be very sudden, but the speed is extremely fast. The audience closer to the field can still see his movements clearly, but the audience farther away can only see a virtual shadow.

A cold sound sounded, and the shocked audience stood up. Almost everyone did not believe that Xu Yong could do anything in front of Yan Lingfeng's unsolved breakthrough.

"Dream!" Xu Yong, who was silent, gave everyone an unexpected answer. With Yan Lingfeng's increasing reputation, more and more people began to study him as an imaginary enemy, and Xu Yong is naturally one of them. Xu Yong can't say that he is familiar with Yan Lingfeng's playing style and technical characteristics, at least he is familiar with it. Before Yan Lingfeng made a move, there would be a habitual pause, which was not obvious, but it was real. Moreover, Yan Lingfeng's breakthrough was unstoppable, and his breakthrough direction was also unchanged on the left, and the left that had never changed.

Yan Lingfeng's attack was fast, and Xu Yong's defense was not slow. At the same time when Yan Lingfeng launched the attack, Xu Yong, who had been motionless, moved unreservedly horizontally to the right side of his body. He believes that some habits are not so easy to change, and he also believes that maybe Yan Lingfeng himself will not notice his habit. Therefore, he was full of confidence in this defense, and the facts were exactly as good as his expectations. Yan Lingfeng really launched a surprise after the pause, and really chose his left hand side, that is, Xu Yong's right hand side, as a breakthrough.

Xu Yong's eyebrows showed a trace of complacency, which could stop Yan Lingfeng's breakthrough. He was the first person. He is also the first person to block the full impact of Yan Lingfeng. He did have a reason to be proud, but he forgot the truth that people can't laugh too early. When Yan Lingfeng, who was blocked from the way forward, could only choose to retreat, he suddenly turned around very smoothly, stood with his right foot on the axis, pulled the ball in his left hand, and naturally and casually pressed Xu Yong's body. Rotating in the opposite direction without any reluctance and embarrassment, it is obvious that Yan Lingfeng was ready in advance.

Xu Yong was shocked and said that he was not good. He couldn't put away the pride on his face, so he adjusted his body's center of gravity in a panic and followed Yan Lingfeng. His feet have staggered a little, and his body leaned forward fiercely. If Xu Yong hadn't had reached a high level of control of his body, he could have arched his head directly this time.

Xu Yong finally defeated the awkward center of gravity, but his heart was as dead as he found that Yan Lingfeng did not retreat as he imagined, but when he turned halfway, he turned in another direction. He not only successfully cheated his defense, but also left himself a big surprise. Broken space.

He was panicked and grew grass. Xu Yong's head seemed to explode with a bang and wanted to block it again, but his legs were already on strike, his feet softened, and he fell to the ground again involuntarily.

Once again shook Xu Yong, but Yan Lingfeng's face did not look good at all. For him, the Long March had just reached the bank of the Jinsha River, and it was still far away from Wu Qizhen! Because it is necessary to leave enough space for these two people to fight, at this time, there is no empty inside line of Nanyang model.

Seeing Xu Yong fall to the ground again, the other Nanyang model players could not care about their defensive objects and rushed to the inner line like a swarm. The core of their team was shaken to the ground by the person in front of them twice in a row, which not only did not make them afraid of Xu Yong's footsteps, but also inspired their fighting spirit of the same enemy in their hearts. At the same time, they all thought was to try their best, and even if it was a foul, they must not let Yan Lingfeng dunk and score. Just now, when Yan Lingfeng spoke to Xu Yong, he did not deliberately lower his voice, so almost everyone heard what he said. If Yan Lingfeng's imitation is really successful, then he will not hit Xu Yong alone. I'm afraid that the whole team of Nanyang model will be implicated.

The first person to rush to Yan Lingfeng was Nanyang's exemplary organizational defender Tian Ye. He, who was replaced in the second quarter, has never had a particularly outstanding performance and performed well on the court, but this is undoubtedly a player with a strong sense of honor in the team. When the team needs him to be cannon fodder, He rushed up without blinking his eyes.

Of course, Tian Ye's own heart definitely doesn't think so. In his opinion, Yan Lingfeng, who has thin arms and legs, is only a little better at technology, and there is nothing to praise in his body. At least compared with him, there is still a clear gap.

The height of the field is not high, as high as in his early as 180 meters, but his body is very strong, and he has hardly suffered losses in the confrontation. Therefore, when he thinks of Yan Lingfeng, who looks weak, bumps into him, he will definitely hit the brick wall as O'Neill said, even if he will not be If the field is scrapped, at least it will have to be repaired.

Nine out of ten things in the world are unsatisfactory. Unexpectedly, nine out of ten, the ideals of the field are plump, but the reality is bony. Yan Lingfeng doesn't seem to have any muscles, but in fact, his physical strength is absolutely not inferior to that of any strong man. And what's more terrible is that Yan Lingfeng's bones and meat seem to be connected together, and his whole body is hard as if it were beaten with iron. The field may be a solid brick wall, but Yan Lingfeng is definitely not a flashy sports car, but a high-horsepower bulldozer.

"Damn!" With the lifelong pain of the field, the body of more than 180 catties flew backwards in an extremely tragic posture, and the wall collapsed and made a plop. The field with the back of his head on the ground rolled his eyes and fainted directly.

The obstruction of the field only slightly delayed the impact of Yan Lingfeng. From beginning to end, he did not give up the desire of ** basket.

Behind him, the field did not know whether he was alive or dead, and Ding Jie looked afraid. In front of him, Liu Dapeng was indignant and his eyes were about to crack; Du Peng gritted his teeth and raised his eyebrows. Yan Lingfeng, who was in it, just stepped over the free throw line with his feet, held the ball high above the top, stepped on the floor with his feet, and the rocket rushed into the sky.