Chapter 463 Power 1

Yan Lingfeng's walking movement is much more normal. Although he is confident that he can still see a little, it is much better than the appearance of limping in the first half. His face has never been severe. As Zhang Weiping said, the 5-point lead is not much, but it is definitely not a number that can be ignored. 5 points ahead and 5 points behind are completely two concepts.

Liu Xiaoyu came head-on, and a trace of concern rarely appeared on his face, "Is it okay?"

Yan Lingfeng's expression was very indifferent. The cat cried and the mouse pretended to be compassionate. The weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting. Obviously, Liu Xiaoyu was not really worried about his body. "I'm disappointed, and I won't die for a while."

Yan Lingfeng's attitude was very bad, but Liu Xiaoyu smiled indifferently, "It's better to pay attention to the fact that the competition between us has just begun."

"It's the beginning, but it's almost over." Yan Lingfeng took a deep look at Liu Xiaoyu, "I promise, this must be a nightmare day for you. From today on, I want you to see my shadow chilling!"

No matter how good-tempered Liu Xiaoyu is, he can't pretend at this moment. What's more, he is not a good-tempered person in the first place. Yan Lingfeng's guarantee sounds like a dying struggle and arrogant, which is ridiculous. With a cold hum, Liu Xiaoyu turned around and left. Originally, he really planned to care about Yan Lingfeng's body and advised him not to be strong, but he didn't expect to be shocked. In this case, why did he humiliate himself again?

Shuiyun's first midfield service and hit the closed Yan Lingfeng, just like playing chicken blood. After receiving the ball, he ran all the way to the front court. Facing Liu Xiaoyu's defense, he fought tacitly. Suddenly, he dribbled and accelerated in a straight line, and threw Liu Xiaoyu behind him, who had not fully entered the game state.

The contrast between Yan Lingfeng in the first and second half was too big. Not only Liu Xiaoyu was caught off guard, but the defenders of Changchun 11 Middle School also did not come back and let Yan Lingfeng** kill under the basket, but no one came forward to make up for it.

A relaxed basket scored, and Yan Lingfeng sounded the horn of Shuiyun's counterattack.

37:40!

Although they are still 3 points behind, the momentum shown by Yan Lingfeng and Shuiyun Yizhong in the second half of the game made everyone feel their desire for the game and confidence in victory. Liu Xiaoyu looked at Yan Lingfeng's back strangely and was stunned for a while, as if he still didn't understand why Yan Lingfeng came out of the locker room as if he had changed.

"Hi! Xiaoyu, it's time for us to attack!"

Zhang Dart, who was standing at the bottom line to serve, sent the ball to Liu Xiaoyu's side, and then trotted to the front court. After almost a break on the bench, he couldn't hold back and could finally fight. Naturally, his body was full of fighting spirit and energy.

Liu Xiaoyu shook his head gently, let himself come out of his distracted state, slowly exhale a turbid breath, patted the basketball, and then pulled his foot to attack the front court.

Yan Lingfeng's left hand is still tightly tied with bandages. Calmation is not a stimulant, which can only relieve his local pain without making his whole body full of strength.

As soon as Liu Xiaoyu passed the half-time, Yan Lingfeng guarded it. This was the last game. There was no need for him to keep anything. Whether it was physical or other aspects, he decided to release it all. The plot is in the people, and the success is in the sky. Maybe even if he tries his best, he will still hate the field in the end. But that's no longer important. As long as you try your best, you won't leave any regrets.

In the previous game, Yan Lingfeng's defense against Liu Xiaoyu was basically defended with his eyes, so Liu Xiaoyu was full of firepower in the first half of the game and scored an amazing 21 points. During the break, Yan Lingfeng also talked to Xu Jianye. Both of them thought that they could not continue to let Liu Xiaoyu score. Once he really went crazy, it was difficult to control it.

Yan Lingfeng's defense may not be airtight, but Liu Xiaoyu, who is used to his defense with his eyes, is obviously a little uncomfortable. After several breakthroughs and unable to break through Yan Lingfeng's defense, Liu Xiaoyu, who is a little panicked, can only divide the ball out.

Although active pass and passive pass are both passes, the difference is still obvious. Although Liu Xiaoyu's pass was accurately delivered to Jiang Jiajie's hand, Sun Feiying's hands had already been smashed in the face before he could make a move.

Jiang Jiajie hurriedly hid the ball behind his back, but Sun Feiying, who had already prepared to break the ball, how could he easily avoid it? One hand was like the wind, brushing in front of Jiang Jiajie, and the other hand was like electricity, accurately cutting the basketball in Jiang Jiajie's hand.

In fact, Jiang Jiajie's protection of the ball was still very careful, but Sun Feiying's hand was so strong that he forcibly broke the ball from Jiang Jiajie's hand. Sun Feiying's body rushed forward, crossed his feet, passed through Jiang Jiajie's side, dribbled the ball like flying, and rushed to the front court.

Sun Feiying's height of 1.83 meters can be said to be the shortest of all the participating teams, but few people can compare with his speed and strength. Although Jiang Jiajie is also good at running, he is good at long-distance running. His endurance is amazing, but his explosive power and acceleration are much worse than that of Sun Feiying. Therefore, when he started chasing back, Sun Feiying was already two meters away in front of him. At this time, I'm afraid that even if he holds the 100-meter world record, Atafa Powell can't catch up.

Sun Feiying rode the dust and charged forward, but it was not so easy for him to rush to the opponent's basket all the way to score, because in front of his body, Liu Xiaoyu had already started early.

Sun Feiying's speed did not decrease, but the afterglow glimpsed behind Liu Xiaoyu. Yan Lingfeng also moved forward at full speed. His wrist gently shook and measured it just right in advance. Before Yan Lingfeng arrived, the basketball had flown in front of him and stretched out his hand to take over. Yan Lingfeng did not intend to attack with the ball and pushed his wrist horizontally. , the basketball flew towards Sun Feiying again.

Liu Xiaoyu had returned to the free throw line at this time, and stopped and frowned almost folded into a hill. With less defense and more, the most taboo thing is the opponent's continuous passing of the ball. Liu Xiaoyu is not eight-armed Nezha. He can only block one person at most, and Yan Lingfeng and Sun Feiying obviously do not intend to attract his defensive attention, so they keep passing the ball.

Several times, Liu Xiaoyu felt a feeling of collapse. His eyes looked at the front field from afar, but his teammates were still on the way back. The burden of defense was all on his shoulder, and Liu Xiaoyu had no other way but to stand firmly under the basket and bet on his opponent's shot.

Liu Xiaoyu's choice is undoubtedly the most correct in this case, because no matter who he chooses to defend, he is bound to vacavate another person. However, the fast attack counterattack of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School has become their ability and the most powerful killing move. How can it be easily prevented by Liu Xiaoyu?

Sun Feiying stopped dribbling. At the 45° angle on the left side of the free throw line, it was only two steps away from Liu Xiaoyu. He could not continue to push forward. Liu Xiaoyu under the basket stood there like a hungry tiger, motionless as a mountain.

A faint smile flashed in Liu Xiaoyu's eyes. Choosing to shoot in a fast attack is the stupidest behavior. Unless you can guarantee a 100% hit rate, it will be a waste of opportunity! Liu Xiaoyu is also very clear that Sun Feiying's shooting rate is not too high. Whether it is a mid-range or a three-point shot, it has always been his short board.

After staring at the basketball in Sun Feiying's hand and confirming that it had flown away from his ten fingers, Liu Xiaoyu turned around and rushed to Yan Lingfeng to prepare the card position, so he did not notice that the basketball flying out of Sun Feiying's hand was very flat and not fast.

Compared with Yan Lingfeng, Liu Xiaoyu is about 5 centimeters taller, so he has a strong confidence to get the rebound ball in the competition with Yan Lingfeng. Yan Lingfeng rushed in from the outside, but had no intention of slowing down at all. Liu Xiaoyu was slightly stunned, and the sound of basketball breaking into the air came from behind his head. He didn't think much about it. Liu Xiaoyu quickly turned around and picked up his buttocks in the main position.

The basketball flew over his head, and Liu Xiaoyu raised his head, but before he could observe the flight trajectory of the basketball, a dark shadow became a hood. Liu Xiaoyu only felt a pain in his back, followed by a strong attack, which made him unable to control his body balance at all and fell directly to the floor. .

Yan Lingfeng's knees bent slightly and hit Liu Xiaoyu's back fiercely. He opened his arms, took the basketball in his hand, stood up in the air, roared, and smashed the ball into the basket with both hands.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the basketball went straight up and down into the basket by Yan Lingfeng. The remaining momentum did not diminish, and he hit Liu Xiaoyu's back on the floor fiercely with the wind.

Yan Lingfeng was afraid that when he landed, he didn't pay attention to stepping on Liu Xiaoyu's body. It's okay to step on others. It would be bad if he broke himself. So he firmly clenched the basket and hung it in mid-air. After confirming Liu Xiaoyu's position, he loosened his hand and fell gently on the floor.

"Wow!"

The sound of inhaling cold air in the whole audience.

"Wan!"

After a while, an earth-shaking applause broke out from the corners of each stand. Yan Lingfeng's air relay was so domineering that they couldn't help shout, and they couldn't help but shake their arms and clapping their feet. It's not that they haven't seen the NBA or the "death buckle" that Vence Carter flew over his head, but it's all in front of the TV, and the visual impact is completely unmatched with live viewing. In addition, the general atmosphere at the scene made them all seem crazy. Reveled in Yan Lingfeng's domineering dunk, immersed in the prestige of Yan Lingfeng.

Liu Xiaoyu lay motionless on the floor and died, but when Yan Lingfeng looked down, he found that Liu Xiaoyu's nails had been deeply pierced into the floor; Liu Xiaoyu's glasses were blood red like a beast; Liu Xiaoyu's expression seemed to be injured. The ferociousness of the wolf...

Yan Lingfeng knows who will be to set off his wisdom and martial arts, not to mention the arrogant Liu Xiaoyu. I'm afraid he has the heart to kill himself now!

But it doesn't matter! Yan Lingfeng did not pretend to reach out and pull others. He shrugged his shoulders easily and walked slowly to the backcourt.