Chapter 414 Conflict 4

Yan Lingfeng's forehead has oozed fine sweat beads, and he has two consecutive free throws. He is also under great pressure in his heart. The game with Nanjing No. 9 Middle School will definitely be a protracted battle, a tough battle, a tug-of-war, and every point may affect the final result, especially this equivalent to sending Opportunities for division cannot be wasted easily. Waste is tantamount to crime.

The third free throw, Yan Lingfeng has been meowing in the basket for a long time. Just when the referee Wu Botao couldn't wait to blow his penalty, Yan Lingfeng finally took a deep breath, held the ball with both hands and slowly squatted down, and scolded. The orange basketball almost flew to the basket almost rotated.

"Ban!" With a crisp sound, the basketball hit the backboard and then rebounded accurately into the basket.

1:0!

Finally, Yan Lingfeng exhaled a turbid breath, and then exhaled great pressure. No matter how you get in, it's good to get in, Yan Lingfeng comforted himself.

The fourth penalty, Yan Lingfeng made it in the same way, and the basketball rebounded into the basket again.

2:0!

After two consecutive free throws, Yan Lingfeng's heart has been completely stabilized, and the last penalty is still a steady hit.

3:0!

Like a relief, Yan Lingfeng wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, gently shook his head, and looked at Su Mo. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, full of provocation.

"hehe." Because of his malicious foul, he gave his opponent a chance to make five rounds and one. Su Mo once looked very angry, but now he has completely calmed down and his eyes are like water. In the face of Yan Lingfeng's provocation, he grinned impatiently, very bright and sunny.

Yan Lingfeng sighed and looked up at the opponent a little higher. He was full of joy and anger, moving like a mountain like a running horse. Su Mo may be a little too much to describe it as the collapse of Mount Tai and the same color, but the biting dog does not bark, and the quiet person is also the most terrible.

Yan Lingfeng took the initiative to go to the sideline to prepare for a penalty, and his back was still faintly painful. At this time, it was impossible to make a big turn, so it was the wisest choice to give the ball to his teammates to deal with it.

Su Mo stood quietly in front of Yan Lingfeng, looking at Yan Lingfeng, who pretended to be nothing, with pain without blinking. Yan Lingfeng did not dodge and looked directly at Su Mo's eyes without fear. Yu Guang noticed that Wu Fengtao had run out of the opportunity to catch the ball and did not hesitate to send the ball accurately with a direct pass.

Defending Wu Fengtao is a member of the future national team. No. 8 Yi Li, the main small striker of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School. From the appearance, Yi Li gives people the biggest feeling of being thin, and there seems to be no fat from head toe all over his body. Wu Fengtao thought that Yi Li must not be as strong as himself. After all, the size gap between the two was there, but when he took the ball behind his back and wanted to attack the inside line, he found that he was ridiculously wrong.

Yi Li is thin, but it does not mean that he is thin and weak. His feet are stepping on the three-point line. In front of Wu Fengtao's tough body confrontation, Yi Li is unyielding, and his feet seem to be nailed to the floor. Wu Fengtao made continuous efforts, but it seemed that he had encountered an iron plate. Not only did he not achieve the ideal effect, but he hurt his chromium.

frowned slightly, and Wu Fengtao immediately pulled the ball and retreated. When one road is blocked, don't force yourself, just change the road. Although persistence is an excellent quality, persistence that does not know how to beling huo is called stupidity.

The corners of Yi Li's mouth were slightly upturned, with a mocking smile on his face. Many people once thought he was a good soft persimmon like Wu Fengtao, but without exception, they kicked on the iron plate like Wu Fengtao and returned with disappoint.

The ball in his hand was flying, and his feet moved like lightning. Wu Fengtao suddenly accelerated his dribbling rhythm, bent his knees, and suddenly changed direction in advance in front of Yi Li. He buried his head in disbelief and rushed to the right side of Yi Li's body.

"Childish!" Yi Li snorted coldly. His reaction speed and footsteps were his most proud advantage. Wu Fengtao's breakthrough this time was like an axe in Yi Li's eyes. His right foot quickly stepped out, and his slender right arm crossed the column, which strictly blocked Wu Fengtao's forward route.

"Idiot!" Wu Fengtao's face did not change. Suddenly, he changed hands with a ** hit during the breakthrough. Pulling the ball with his right hand is a gorgeous back turn around, and his back against Yi Li's arm got rid of his defense. His hands protected the ball jumped into the three-point line and pulled up to quickly shoot.

Nanjing No. 9 Middle School has come all the way, and has entered the top four of the country with the province's record. Yi Li, who has always been a big gate on the defensive end of the team, inadvertently breeds an arrogant emotion. He always thinks that the heroes in the world are nothing more than that. Slowly, even in the face of such a strong enemy in Shuiyun No.1 Middle School, how much in his heart It was also a little underestimated, especially when Wu Fengtao failed to make two consecutive breakthroughs, which made him decide that the opponent was nothing more than Erer, but he did not expect that Wu Fengtao taught him a vivid lesson with his actions. At any time, if you look at any opponent, you may pay a painful price.

No matter how fast Yi Li finally reacted, he could only helplessly see Wu Fengtao shoot. After all, Wu Fengtao's attack was as fast as a falling leaf, and he was not given any chance to react at all.

"Swipe!" With a crisp sound, the orange basketball moved forward with a strong rotation in the air. When it reached the top of the basket, it suddenly fell and fell into the net nest with great accuracy.

5:0!

After Wu Fengtao maintained the shooting posture and watched the basketball into the basket, he slowly turned around, took a deep look at Yi Li and slowly shook his head. Although he didn't say anything, he fully expressed his contempt.

After Yi Li was broken through by Wu Fengtao, there was some anger in his heart. After suffering Wu Fengtao's indifferent eyes, he gritted his teeth fiercely, stared at Wu Fengtao fiercely, and clenched his fists tightly.

Yi Li's gaffe was naturally seen by Su Mo, but he just came over and patted Yi Li's shoulder, which made his anger subside sharply. His opposite side of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School has such prestige and magic. His words and deeds can have a great impact on his teammates.

Yi Li looked at Su Mo a little aggrievedly, but Su Mo shook his head lightly and said slowly, "Someone hit your right face. If you can't get your left face up again, then you have to find a way to punch him instead of scolding like a shrew."

Yi Li nodded thoughtfully, and then looked up to see that Wu Fengtao's eyes were much less angry, but there was a strong desire to challenge.

"That's right." Su Mo nodded with satisfaction and then walked slowly to the front court.

Wang Qiang, who dribbled the ball, followed Su Mo and passed the ball as soon as he passed the midfield. He knew very well that the ball must be dealt with by Su Mo. First, Yan Lingfeng just calculated Su Mo once, and according to Su Mo's personality, he will definitely not recognize it like this. But the more important reason is that after the fall, Yan Lingfeng's body has obviously not returned to its best condition.

Su Mo was not modest. After taking the ball and smiling at Wang Qiang and expressing his appreciation, he turned his head with the ball and looked at Yan Lingfeng and said, "There is a saying that I don't know if you have heard of it. In the face of absolute strength, any small tricks and plots are useless. Don't think that I will still be fooled by you. I have no advantages, but I will never fall twice in the same pit!"

"Oh, I think you actually have another advantage." Yan Lingfeng replied calmly, "That's because you have too much nonsense!"

Su Mo's expression changed, but soon returned to normal and nodded slowly. "Well said, it's better than singing. I've heard that Yan Lingfeng is a 'poisonous tongue' before. Now it seems that the rumors are really not exaggerated at all."

"If you keep on, you won't have a chance to revenge." Yan Lingfeng shrugged his eyelids and stabbed Su Mo again. The soldiers came to block the water to cover the earth. Regardless of Wen's martial arts, he would never retreat because of the strength of his opponent.

"Then you see it!" Su Mo's one-handed racket speed is getting faster and faster, and he can hardly see the basketball clearly with his naked eye, but Yan Lingfeng's eyes have not been on the basketball all the time. He knows in his heart that Su Mo will definitely not share this ball. He will definitely choose to eat himself alone to vent a breath in his chest, so he knows that as long as he keeps an eye on Su Mo's body, then his defense is already half successful.

"Bang!" With a soft sound, Yan Lingfeng only felt a flower in front of him. Whether it was Su Mo or basketball, it had disappeared in front of his eyes. His heart was shocked. When Yan Lingfeng hurriedly looked back, he found that Su Mo was already flying, white clothes fluttering, and within the three-point line was already three steps straight up the basket.

Han Dengyun's face under the basket was incredible. He looked at Su Mo as if he had seen a ghost, as if he had forgotten to defend. He was easily rushed into the basket by Su Mo to pick up the basket and score, which was as simple as exploring things.

"Wan!" With a sound, there was a burst of exclamation in the audience, and then there was overwhelming applause all over the sky...

At the broadcast table, Liu Xingyu and Su Kui were also stunned. After a long time, Liu Xingyu slowly sighed: "In this attack, Su Mo fully showed his super personal ability, lightning speed and super physical flexibility. We watched the slow-motion replay. This ball was wonderful when Su Mo passed Yan Lingfeng. It was unbelievable and unimaginable. He actually played through the crotch in such an important game, and Yan Lingfeng, who has always been known for his quick response and explosive power, didn't even have any reaction. It was cleaned by Su Mo. In the previous round, Yan Lingfeng used his outstanding prediction ability to wash Su Mo once, and turned around, Su Mo humiliated Yan Lingfeng in a more violent way. This game is a match between two teams, but it is also a competition between two 'God's. Yan Lingfeng and Su Mo have their own strengths and weaknesses. They compete with each other and do not give in to each other, making the game more exciting. At the same time, it also makes the gunpowder smell of this game stronger.

Su Wei's eyes were vaguely worried. As Liu Xingyu said, he was still far away from the broadcast, and he had already smelled the smoke on the field and sighed slightly: "A malicious foul, a ** passing, it is obvious that Su Mo is constantly teasing. Yan Lingfeng's anger. We all know that Shuiyun No.1 Middle School, including Yan Lingfeng, is not good-tempered masters. Once their anger reaches the pole and bursts out, this game may be a picture that we all don't want to see.