Chapter 474 The Invinciable Northeast Tiger 3

No one will have a good mood in the case of mistakes. Naturally, Xu Zhong is no exception. It was also that he paralyzed his nerves in the confrontation with Zhang Dart before. Although he has never been a person who likes to raise his tail, his psychology has inevitably changed more or less, so that's why He was plotted by Zhang Dart.

Stand up with a dark face, Xu Zhong walked to the backcourt as if nothing had happened. Zhang Dart seems to be a little surprised by this result. No matter how he looks at it, Xu Zhong doesn't look like a good-tempered person! How could he not be angry? Zhang Dart is ready. As long as Xu Zhong has a little out of line, he will take the opportunity to go up. It is clear that he is not Xu Zhong's opponent, but he is still quite good at playing tricks.

It seems that the heat is still not enough! A dark smile flashed on Zhang Dart's face, stared at Xu Zhong's back and nodded slowly, adjusted his breathing, and slowly followed Xu Zhong to the front court.

After the start of the fourth quarter of the game, Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School suddenly fell into a downturn, or because of the fierce counterattack of Changchun No. 11 Middle School. In short, Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School has completely lost the hegemony in the third quarter. The attack is not in a row, and the defense is full of loopholes. Although the score is still 8 points ahead, the advantage is shrinking little by little. Yan Lingfeng can't and won't sit back and watch his opponent eat away his lead little by little, let alone let them continue to rise. Therefore, before the half-time, Liu Xiaoyu had already opened his arms and rushed up. The expansion of the pressure at half-time and the requirements for the physical fitness of the players are very high. At this time, the players of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School played a very important role in winter practice Sanjiu and summer dancing at night at the request of Xu Jianye. If Xu Jianye hadn't followed with a long stick, which lazy person would be a stick. Under the spur, I'm afraid that by this time the game is going on, the players of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School can kill them to run two steps fast on the court.

Liu Xiaoyu tried his best to dribble to get rid of Yan Lingfeng's entanglement. The bean-sized sweat beads on his handsome cheeks were one after another. If Yan Lingfeng was a girl, he would definitely feel sad. However, Yan Lingfeng was neither a girl nor a comrade, so Liu Xiaoyu's sweat did not make him feel sad, but felt it. After a burst of pleasure, it may not be your fault to be handsome, but it's your fault to show off on the court so handsome. For those who know their mistakes and do not change their mistakes, Yan Lingfeng has always adhered to the principle of killing without mercy, so he gritted his teeth and raised his teeth to a higher level.

The back heel almost stepped on the middle line, and there was a faint expression of despair in Liu Xiaoyu's eyes. For the first time in his life, he had a feeling of powerlessness on the basketball court. Yan Lingfeng was so oppressive to his defense that it was so strong that it was difficult for him to walk and suffocate him.

With the rapid loss of physical strength, Liu Xiaoyu no longer expects to break through Yan Lingfeng's defense, because at this time, it is difficult for him to find a suitable target even by passing the ball. Under the crazy rush of the whole team of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School, not only Liu Xiaoyu, but also the other four players of Changchun No. 11 Middle School fell into a desperate struggle in the mud, but no matter how hard they tried, they could never see the dawn of hope.

Finally, Liu Xiaoyu was forced to the corner by Yan Lingfeng. In the desperate corner, the basketball was tightly protected on his chest. Liu Xiaoyu pulled his hoarse voice and greeted his teammates to come up, but neither Jiang Jiajie nor Guo Wei were already unable to help. Although they really want to break through the cage to help Liu Xiaoyu, no matter how hard they rush left and right, they still can't get rid of the defense.

"Du!" With a whistle, the referee pointed to Liu Xiaoyu, and then raised his hand and made a gesture of "ball-holding violation". Liu Xiaoyu, who was blocked by Yan Lingfeng, could not dribble or pass the ball or pass the ball. In order to avoid being directly counterattacked by Yan Lingfeng, he could only hold the basketball in his hand and protect his chest.

With a reluctant slap on his face, Liu Xiaoyu roared loudly. Thinking that he had already had a technical foul before, he did not dare to vent it again. He handed the ball back to the referee with both hands and ran to the backcourt with his lips down.

"Xiao Yu, what should I do?" Guo Wei caught up with him from behind and asked with a gasp.

What should I do? Liu Xiaoyu also wants to know that if Shuiyun Yizhong has been using half-time to expand the defense for the rest of the game, it will be disastrous for them. With a slow sigh, Liu Xiaoyu could only cheer up his teammates and comfort himself at the same time. "They are not robots. They can't maintain such defensive strength all the time."

"I hope so!" Guo Wei nodded with less certainty, and now he can only pray like this.

"Are you tired?" Liu Xiaoyu raised a pair of sword eyebrows and then turned his head to ask.

"Huh?" Guo Wei was stunned for a moment and couldn't figure out why Liu Xiaoyu asked this question? Because he thought it was nonsense. Isn't it tiring to play so fiercely?

"We are tired, and so are they." Liu Xiaoyu clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "Up to now, the game is no longer a technical and tactical competition. As long as our will be stronger and our desire is stronger, we will be the winners!"

"Xiao Yu, say it directly. I will listen to you even if I go up to the mountain of knives and the sea of fire." Guo Wei is not a fool. He has vaguely guessed what he means from Liu Xiaoyu's words.

"They can push, so can we!" Liu Xiaoyu spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm fiercely, wiped the corners of his mouth and looked at the opponents in the other half with a cruel smile: "Forcing them to death!"

"Alle!" Guo Wei is also unambiguous. His legs seem to be filled with lead, and his arms can hardly be lifted, but as long as this breath is still there, they will keep fighting!

Before Yan Lingfeng's dribble, Liu Xiaoyu had already made a head-on defense. What he just said was right. The final stage of the game is also the most critical stage. The technical and tactical competition is no longer so important. Yan Lingfeng's superior skills are very good, but now his physical condition no longer allows him to do it. He changed direction or turned around significantly, so under Liu Xiaoyu's close pressure, he also fell into a dilemma for a while.

However, compared with Liu Xiaoyu, Yan Lingfeng is more fortunate that he has a group of teammates who can help him in the snow. Sun Feiying stopped two times in a row and changed to get rid of Jiang Jiajie's entanglement. Before he could wave to Yan Lingfeng for the ball, Yan Lingfeng had already transmitted the ball with a hit.

Liu Xiaoyu was very helpless. He could stop Yan Lingfeng from moving the ball, but he could not intercept his pass. What's more, his physical fitness was close to overdraft. He could hold on with one breath just now, but after Yan Lingfeng passed the ball, his knees almost fell down. On the ground. When Yan Lingfeng accelerated from his side and rushed forward, Liu Xiaoyu wanted to keep up, but as soon as he raised his foot, he fell to the ground with a "plop". He was really too tired. Up to now, he had not rested for a minute from the beginning to the end of the game. He flew up and down and rushed left to the right. His physical strength was already on. It's a heavy burden.

After Liu Xiaoyu fell down, the tough defense line before Changchun No. 11 Middle School suddenly became full of loopholes and fragmented. With less defense and more defense, Yan Lingfeng easily rushed to the basket, turned around and received Sun Feiying's pass, and used a realistic shooting fake action to deceive Zhang to rush up for the defense. The dart then hit his fallen body. Although Zhang Dart in the air wanted to avoid Yan Lingfeng at this time, his body was no longer under the command of his brain with the help of gravity. In addition, Yan Lingfeng deliberately sought to make physical contact with him. Realizing that the foul was unstoppable, Zhang Dart gritted his teeth and said cruelly that it was your own way! He bent his knees and bent his elbows and no longer dodged. Instead, he hit Yan Lingfeng fiercely.

As soon as Yan Lingfeng looked up, he felt black in front of him, but before he could scream, his heart was hit hard again. Taking a deep breath, Yan Lingfeng almost fainted directly. At the same time, he felt that the world was full of Venus, and his body poured uncontrollably on the floor.

Hearing the whistle vaguely, Yan Lingfeng raised the basketball with the last trace of strength, and then threw it into the sky completely with his strength, and his whole body fell heavily on the floor.

The dazzling blood donation emerged from Yan Lingfeng's nose like a spring. Zhang Dart's elbow was hitting the bridge of his nose, and Yan Lingfeng, who fell to the ground on his back, only felt that his body seemed to have been emptied, and he could not lift a trace of strength softly. And Zhang's dart, who fouled, also did not benefit, because he exerted too much force. When he landed, his feet were soft, and he also had a close contact with the floor like Yan Lingfeng.

The basketball thrown into the sky by Yan Lingfeng seemed to be psychic. When it fell down, it happened to fall into the middle of the basket.

The referee who had already learned the hot-tempered members of the two teams before. As soon as he saw the blood donation gushing out of Yan Lingfeng's nose, he hit a fierce spirit, and then roared up, stood in front of Zhang Dart, and continuously whistled to signal the team doctor of Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School to enter the field.

Sun Feiying, who was furious, stood aside just now and saw clearly about Zhang's malicious foul, but before he rushed to help Yan Lingfeng seek justice, the referee had already protected Zhang Dart like a child. Even if Sun Feiying was angry, she couldn't pull the referee aside. It's true that he hasn't done anything to beat the referee before, but today's referee is generally fair. Sun Feiying is not a good or bad person. He also knows that the referee is obviously protecting Zhang Dart, but in fact, isn't he protecting them?