Chapter 415 Conflict 5
After being humiliated, Yan Lingfeng was indeed very annoyed. After all, no matter who was passed through the small door from **, he would not be too happy, but after all, he was a person who was good at controlling his emotions, and the shame on his face just flashed by and soon returned to calm.
Su Mo, who took the head of millions of troops as if he had entered the realm of no man, slowly ran to Yan Lingfeng's side, grinned, and was still so sunny, "Do you see it clearly?"
"If I say there is, you will say that I am a dead duck; if I say no, then you will definitely say that I am dead and can't die again. Therefore, I refuse to answer this question." Yan Lingfeng walked slowly towards the front court. He was already able to face Su Mo's provocation peacefully. After all, the basketball game is like this. The party who gains power can always be naturally ambitious. If he wants to reverse the situation, he can't do it no matter how powerful he is. You can see the real chapter under his hand.
5:2!
Three points ahead of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School, he attacked Nanjing No. 9 Middle School again. Yan Lingfeng still did not hold the ball to attack, not because he did not want to, but under Su Mo's maggot-like defense, he had no chance to catch the ball at all. Of course, this does not mean that Yan Lingfeng has been completely restricted by Su Mo, but that he has finally ran out of the opportunity to catch the ball, and Bi Xiangyang, who holds the ball, can't grasp it, because good opportunities often pass by.
Similarly, Wu Fengtao also couldn't catch the ball under Yi Li's close pressure. In the end, Bi Xiangyang had no choice but to hoist the ball into the inside line, which was dangerous and dangerous. Xu Zhong received the ball with difficulty. Although Peng Hui, the 11 striker of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School, was not as tall and powerful as him, he was very aggressive and kept trying. The picture circled the front defense and almost succeeded in breaking the ball. Fortunately, Xu Zhong's experience helped him. He did not retreat at the critical moment, but gritted his teeth and had a physical confrontation with Peng Hui, which ensured that the basketball was not broken.
Peng Hui, who was knocked away by Xu Zhong, staggered two steps and then rushed up tenaciously again, as if he were an invincible Xiaoqiang. As long as he still had a breath, he would never give up the harassment of Xu Zhong. Yes, it's harassment, because in front of Xu Zhong's absolute power advantage, Peng Hui is like a tree-shaking dragonfly, and he knows that he will try again and again.
Holding the ball against Peng Hui, Xu Zhong did not dare to exert too much. Although Wu Botao seems to be "beneficial" to his side, God knows whether his position will change. In fact, Peng Hui's physique is not suitable to stay inside, but he can firmly occupy the leading striker of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School. The location, the reason why Xu Jianye told Xu Zhong before the game, is that Peng Hui has simply reached the level of "master" for creating the opponent's offensive foul. Although it is easy to be despised by a glass man who falls upon a touch, in some cases, such a person often has an unexpected effect.
He frowned and gently tried. Xu Zhong suddenly turned around and jumped out. Peng Hui's defense was hard and soft, flexible and changeable. Xu Zhong did not dare to easily raise his buttocks and arch to the inner line. Maybe he could lie on the floor at some point. In case the referee can't bear to blow the penalty attack and prevent the rules, it is not cost-effective. .
may have consumed too much energy in the process of fighting with Peng Hui, or it may be that the player was still a little cold at the beginning of the game. Xu Zhong, who used to play in this position, failed. The basketball hit the front of the basket and rebounded. Nanjing No. 9 Middle School Wang Yadong, the center, jumped high and took off the board with one arm in his hand. When he was in the air, he rounded his arm and threw the ball out hard.
He doesn't have to worry about whether the ball will be passed over his opponent's head. He just needs to be careful not to throw it out of bounds, because he believes that his teammates will definitely run on the basketball route. This is not blind arrogance, but the self-confidence gained after countless training and actual combat cooperation.
Sure enough, even before Wang Yadong jumped off the board, Su Mo and Yi Li flew out like two arrows off the string. Yan Lingfeng and Wu Fengtao's reactions were naturally not slow, but one of them was injured and the other was not very fast, so after three or five steps, both of them had fallen. Behind the opponent.
The wind is flying. Yi Li suddenly jumped high while running, and his ape-like arms patted hard in the air, "Bang!" After a muffled sound, the high-speed basketball was firmly held in his hand.
is like setting up a flying rainbow in the air. Like Wang Yadong, Yi Li still sends it forward without waiting for the ball to land.
In front of Yi Li, Su Mo has rushed into the three-point line. About one meter behind him, Yan Lingfeng is still dragging his two swollen thighs and gritting his teeth. He can't shed tears in the coffin. Before the basketball enters the basket, he must not give up! In the eyes of others, maybe he is stupid, but only Yan Lingfeng knows that he can get to this day by this strength not giving up!
The distance of one meter is not close, and sometimes it is even far away, but far away, it is absolutely not far away! Because as long as Su Mo is delayed when catching the ball, Yan Lingfeng can completely catch up with the defense. Yan Lingfeng's plan was good, but he ignored the horror of the Nanjing No. 9th Middle School Flying Brigade. When Su Mo received the ball, there was no delay at all, even a delay of zero and one second. Because Su Mo, like Wang Yadong and Yi Li, is also working in the air. Jumping high in the free throw line, Su Mo showed his amazing bounce and abnormal stagnation ability to the fullest, as if walking in the air. Su Mo calmly turned around to catch the ball, and then gently sent it in the direction of the basket, which fell on the floor like a feather.
The orange basketball, under the command of Su Mo, cleverly penetrated into the net.
5:4! Shuiyun No.1 Middle School opened with a wave of 5:0 small **, Nanjing No. 9 Middle School did not mess up at all because of this, and soon returned to a 4-0 small **, and it seems that this wave of ** is likely to continue.
It is said that Nanjing No. 9 Middle School is good at attacking, which is definitely not aimless. From this fast attack counterattack, it can be clearly seen that their players have a tacit understanding. From the start to the end of the whole attack, it took only 5 seconds. The ball did not stop, the people did not stop, the hands did not stick to the ball, and the feet did not touch the ground. All the way, completely He left the defense of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School behind and stayed on the ground.
Under the action of inertia, Yan Lingfeng still ran a few steps forward after Su Mo shot to stop and stop. Coincidentally, the basketball just fell through the net and hit Yan Lingfeng's spiritual cover. Fortunately, Su Mo was not too much when he shot. If you work too hard, otherwise, I'm afraid Yan Lingfeng will look for stars all over the world.
Although this, Yan Lingfeng is still injured and has internal injuries. If there are still traces of the quick attack counterattack of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School to follow and there are moves to break, then the counterattack of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School can really be called tymless and popular to chase the moon. Not to mention defense, it's just desperate to watch.
Su Mo once again showed that very flat expression. Looking at Yan Lingfeng, he raised his eyebrows and asked intoxicatedly, "How's it going? Can you make such a gorgeous attack like mercury?
"Shit!" Yan Lingfeng looked at Su Mo with a cold expression and slowly spit out these two words in his mouth.
"I'm looking forward to when you dead duck can be hard-mouthed." Su Mo was like a villain with rampant ambition, almost jumping past Yan Lingfeng.
Just when everyone thought that Yan Lingfeng was going to ignite their own small universe and exploded under Su Mo's repeated provocations, Yan Lingfeng unexpectedly made a gesture to the sidelines, a gesture that stunned everyone.
"Replacement? SHIT! Am I right? Yan Lingfeng actually took the initiative to ask the coach to be replaced? Damn, I'm still looking forward to the wonderful impact of Mars on the earth. What's the matter!" In the audience, a handsome and unruly big boy muttered an annoyed victory. Although there are not many people who understand Trump, it is obvious that there are many audiences who have the same idea as him, because less than a second after Yan Lingfeng raised his hand, the whole audience booed loudly. Obviously, this is all towards Yan Ling. The wind is gone.
In the whirlpool, Yan Lingfeng remained motionless, his gesture was still firm, and his eyes looking at Xu Jianye were also very firm.
Xu Jianye bit his lip and nodded slowly, and then raised his hand to ask the referee for a pause. The audience did not understand Yan Lingfeng, but Xu Jianye knew Yan Lingfeng. He knew better than anyone whether Yan Lingfeng was a coward or not. He knew that if he could not persist, Yan Lingfeng would rather spit blood three liters. I will raise my hand.
After the referee's whistle sounded, Yan Lingfeng walked off the field calmly without limping. It was very ordinary and calm, as if the boos all over the scene were for others.
Before Yan Lingfeng came to the sidelines, Xu Jianye greeted him in a hurry. He could see clearly the fall of Yan Lingfeng after the opening. Couldn't he leave any sequelae? The more I thought about it, the more worried I became. The cold sweat had flowed down from above my head. Xu Jianye held Yan Lingfeng with one hand and asked with concern, "What's going on?"
A trace of cunning flashed in Yan Lingfeng's eyes, and he squeezed his lips and slowly shook his head.
After seeing Yan Lingfeng's eyes, Xu Jianye's raised heart immediately fell back into the distance. He knew that Yan Lingfeng might have had some ghost ideas, but in full view of the public, it was obviously inconvenient to say.
signaled that the team members were all around him, and then Xu Jianye asked, "What on earth do you think?"
Yan Lingfeng slowly exhaled a turbid breath and said, "Once again, Nanjing No. 9 Middle School is the first time for the drum to sound. I don't think it's a good idea for us to fight with them regardless of losses."
"You know, this is very risky." After listening to Yan Lingfeng's words, Xu Jianye couldn't help taking a cold breath and was secretly surprised by Yan Lingfeng's boldness, but his heart couldn't help resonating. Perhaps, Yan Lingfeng's method is indeed a good way!
"Your body really needs a rest!" After a long silence, Xu Jianye finally made up his mind and stamped his feet and said, "Huang Wenyi, you go! Don't hesitate if you have a chance to shoot. If you don't have a chance, keep running until you get a chance!"
Xu Jianye can't do anything about it. Maybe he still thinks it's risky to do so, but as he said, Yan Lingfeng is not in the best state now. In this case, why not take a risk?