Chapter 424 Decisive Battle in the Last Section 2

Yan Lingfeng has not experienced professional basketball training. His basketball skills are all honed by streetball manufacturers. The road is very wild, but it is full of spirituality. More importantly, Yan Lingfeng's basketball IQ is very high, which is certainly because he was limited by his physical quality in his previous life and wanted to attract more attention on the basketball court. Eyes and louder applause must use your brain, but what can't be ignored is that this is also a talent, a rare talent. It is also because of this that Yan Lingfeng, who has outstanding physical quality after rebirth, soon stood out and became a high-profile basketball star in China.

In contrast to Yan Lingfeng, Su Mo, who came from a sports family, has been receiving professional basketball training since he was a child. He is rigid and relaxed. If Yan Lingfeng is more like a Jianghu ranger, then Su Mo is a golden armored general.

As Su Mo expected, Yan Lingfeng must and definitely return a "answerball" after his ultra-long distance of three points. Sure enough, Yan Lingfeng wanted the ball from the backcourt, and the target was clearly pointed, and he killed Su Mo.

On the basketball court, the competition is victory or defeat, which is also a breath. If Su Mo does not respond after scoring a goal, then both teammates and spectators will undoubtedly look down at Yan Lingfeng. After all, Su Mo's shot just now was completed above his head. It doesn't matter whether the ball is scored or not, but this attitude must be shown.

Su Mo bowed slightly, his hands flat, and his feet were undoubtedly sliding, staring at Yan Lingfeng without blinking. His wise eyes could see through the inner world of many people, but his calm expression was like a pool of stagnant water, which made him feel a sense of frustration. The eyes are the windows of the soul, but Yan Lingfeng's window is tightly closed, so that Su Mo can't guess Yan Lingfeng's true thoughts at this moment. Maybe he just pretended to attract defensive bags to assist his teammates? Su Mo had to take this into account. The more comprehensive the consideration, the more prepared he was. To be an opponent with Yan Lingfeng, he must have this awareness.

Yan Lingfeng's dribbling speed is not fast, and it can even be said to be a little dragging, but even so, Su Mo still dares not be careless. He stepped on the three-point line to defend, and Su Mo's breathing slowly became heavy. The two armies fight against each other at the right time, place and people. The same is true for the confrontation between the two generals. The defending side is indeed naturally passive, but Su Mo intends to turn passive into active, because the data shows that Yan Lingfeng's medium-range shooting accuracy is very average, and he rarely chooses to shoot in the game. Most of the time, he is With breakthroughs to create murder.

Defending Yan Lingfeng, the first is to defend his breakthrough, and the second is to interfere with his pass as much as possible. This is the method summarized by Su Mo. As for shooting, if Yan Lingfeng wants to do this, then Su Mo will definitely raise his hands and feet to welcome him.

Yan Lingfeng did not shoot, and the short attack on the enemy is undoubtedly the stupidest. Su Mo's ability to pull a bow and arrow in two steps outside the three-point line does not mean that he must do the same. Everyone has their own strengths. Yan Lingfeng's shooting is not as good as Su Mo, which doesn't mean that he can't penetrate Su Mo's defense.

A very fast horizontal slide under his feet, Yan Lingfeng twisted his body, pulled the ball with his left hand and blew the horn of his attack with a very exaggerated change. His body was as soft as boneless, twisting in front of Su Mo, suddenly to the left and suddenly to the right, erratic and unpredictable.

Su Mo made up his mind to adapt to all changes, and even if Yan Lingfeng floated around, he did not notice that Yan Lingfeng was getting closer and closer to him in the process of continuous disguise.

In the confrontation between the two, the others should have retreated, but Su Mo played a narrow eye. The reason why he dared to let Yan Lingfeng keep changing direction was that his left and right were his teammates. The three stood in a row, which seemed to have blocked all the breakthroughs of Yan Lingfeng from the surface. Line.

Of course, Yan Lingfeng will not be able to see it. It is precisely because he saw through Su Mo's Xiaojiu that he kept approaching the opponent's defense line in the continuous change of direction. Su Mo is waiting for the opportunity to surround Yan Lingfeng; Yan Lingfeng is also waiting for the moment when the opponent's seemingly solid defense line has a loophole.

Su Mo, Wang Qiang, Yi Li, all three of whom are fast and responsive players. The three of them stand in a line, just like the legendary "long snake array". If you hit the beginning, you will respond to the end, and if you hit the end, you will return.

Yan Lingfeng's dribbling frequency is getting faster and faster, and the murderous intent in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger. The opponent's strong defense undoubtedly brought him a lot of pressure, but at the same time, it also gave him the greatest motivation. The stronger the opponent is, the stronger the desire to satisfy the moment of victory. Unconsciously, Yan Lingfeng has changed from a new young man who talks about four beautiful things to a bloody little monster. He likes the fear of his opponents, and the fear hidden under his appearance will make him feel very happy.

Suddenly, Yan Lingfeng's dribbling frequency suddenly slowed down, and his eyes inadvertently glanced to the left. As soon as he pulled the ball with his right hand, he was about to pass the ball.

Su Mo secretly said that it was not good, but Yi Li secretly said that it was not good, but Wang Qiang had already flew out in the direction pointed by Yan Lingfeng's eyes.

Yan Lingfeng dug a hole with his own eyes, and Wang Qiang immediately jumped in. Su Mo thought of this, so he quickly moved two steps to block Wang Qiang's original position at the first time.

Between the lightning, Yan Lingfeng, who had originally dribbled the ball to break through in this direction, suddenly changed direction. Under his feet, he crossed the butterfly through the flower, twisted his body and changed his hand to dribble the ball. The blade of the sword went obliquely, and rushed into the inner line close to Su Mo's body.

The number of people on the basketball court is certain. Nanjing Jiuzhong has a heavy defense on the outside line, and the defense of the inside line will certainly be much weaker. In addition, the two inside players of Nanjing Jiuzhong, Wang Yadong and Peng Hui, are the kind of people who dare not go out with a level 10 gale. Therefore, when Yan Lingfeng rushed in with a gust of wind, The two of them looked at each other and chose to dodge coincidentally.

As soon as Yan Lingfeng's feet crossed the free throw line, Yan Lingfeng's feet were already flying high in the sky. At this moment, Michael Jordan and the "glider" Drexler possessed at the same time. Yan Lingfeng seemed to get rid of gravity, as if he were walking in the air, calm, unrestrained and handsome, low With a roar, he smashed Huashan and smashed the basketball in his palm into the basket heavily.

"Roar!" Yan Lingfeng hung the basket with one arm and looked back at Su Mo. His eyes roared blood red, which was extremely domineering and arrogant.

Su Mo's face became very ugly, and there was an anger in his heart. Suddenly, he came out and ignored Yan Lingfeng's provocation. He walked to Wang Yadong angrily, and his hand was a crisp big ear scraper.

Su Mo's behavior shocked everyone, including Yan Lingfeng. There have been many cases of beating each other on the basketball court, but unilateral beatings are rare.

Wang Yadong, who was humiliated in front of the national audience and went to his grandma's house, had no impulse to fight back at all. After being slapped in place by Su Mo, he actually covered his face, lowered his head, bit his lips and silently endured it.

"If you are afraid of death, get out of here!" Su Mo did not have the consciousness of breaking the law at all. He pointed to Wang Yadong and scolded. After a long time, he remembered another deserter. When he turned around and swung his palm, he found that Peng Hui had already hidden far away on the other side of the field.

Everything can't be done. Su Mo can't chase him. He can only stare at Peng Hui fiercely and sighed heavily.

After hesitating for a long time, Wu Botao still let go of Su Mo's behavior. After all, the two of them are also willing to beat each other. He is a referee, not the coach of Nanjing No. 9 Middle School. It's better to worry about some business. Maybe Su Mo can't help punching himself in anger, but it's not cost-effective.

"Is that what you can do?" Wu Botao was afraid of suffering from the fish in the pool, but Yan Lingfeng was fearless. He walked to Su Mo with a sarcastic smile on his face and said, "Are you a man to vent your own people?"

"Get out!" Su Mo lost his mind and stared at Yan Lingfeng fiercely and said harshly, "Wait for me! Soon, it won't be long before I let you know how the dead word is written!"

"Is it?" Yan Lingfeng smiled leisurely and shook his head casually, as if he had insulted himself in a competition with such an opponent.

68:65!

The three-point difference is far more than making Su Mo lose his calm. His anger is not because he was scored by Yan Lingfeng, but because his teammates' attitude of fleeing without fighting. If a team loses the courage to fight to the death, it is not far from failure.

Su Mo has been working hard, but his efforts alone are far from saving the overall situation of the team. This was the case in the third quarter, and it is still the same now.

After asking Wu Botao for a pause, Su Mo walked out of the field as if no one was present, picked up a towel to wipe his sweat, and tried to force himself to calm down. The game was for five people, and it was also a whole team's game. At such a critical moment, he must not be chaotic! If even he loses his mind, it is difficult for the result of this game to change substantially.

Wang Yadong and Peng Hui also walked back to the bench.

Su Mo, who had been covering his face with a towel, slowly put down the towel, sighed slightly and looked at Wang Yadong, who was swollen on half of his cheeks, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Wang Yadong was silent, and the pain on his face was far less than his inner pain. You should know that this game is a national live broadcast! In front of the national audience, he was slapped in the mouth by Su Mo, believing that this will always become an indelible shame in his life.

"It hurts me too." Su Mo didn't expect Wang Yadong to answer him and said to himself, "It hits you in the face, but it hurts in my heart. Yadong, we met when we were five years old. It can be said that we played together in a pair of trousers. Ask yourself, have I ever blushed with you for such a long time? No! Not once! You were bullied. I stood up and called you back! A long time ago, I regarded you as my good brother and buddy, but to be honest, your performance just now really disappointed me, really disappointed! We Nanjing people have had a determination to die for a long time! In the Battle of Chibi, inspired by the danger of the subjugation of the country, Eastern Wu burned 800,000 soldiers in Cao's camp; the battle of Yushui broke the former Qin army. Now, aren't we facing a desperate situation? Are we going to throw away our armor and run away in confusion?