"One scores, one assists, each wins one game!" Long Dahai looked at the court and said.

"Yes! We're starting to meet!" Huang Fei nodded.

Zhang Ke caught Kong Li's lob ball and singled out Han Dazhu. Then he turned around against Han Dazhu, cut open and jumped up to hit the board.

Xiang Jie came out obliquely, opened his hand and incited the ball from the side without mercy. The ball flew and hit Wu Yang next to him, and bounced up.

A figure jumped out, grabbed the ball, then slapped his hands on the ground, jumped up like a spring, and wanted to stand firm and buckle.

"Peng!" The basket let out a heavy moan, and yelled loudly and sat upright, relaxed his hands that were holding the basket, and slapped the rebound vigorously with arrogance.

"Bang!"

The rebound sounded and swayed slightly.

“Yeah````````````````````````!”

"Qi Zhenglie, Qi Zhenglie!" The fourth middle school students in the stands on all sides started to frantically, and hissed and shouted Lie's name completely.

"Strong! Absolutely!" Tang Chaohui exclaimed sincerely.

"Why are there two more sun treasures here? It's so incredible!" Chen Dingjun couldn't put down the telescope in his hand for a long time, and couldn't help but shook his head and sighed while saying that.

"Come on!" Lie provoked at Yan Yufeng, who was expressionless.

"What do you mean by the damn thing!" Wang Zhiquan could no longer help Lie's arrogance, rushed over and pushed Lie down.

"Don't be impulsive!" Yan Yufeng's reaction speed quickly grabbed Wang Zhiquan, facing Wang Zhiquan who stared at the red eyes, and said in a deep voice: "This is away game! Calm down!"

Zhai Yong also ran over and hugged Wang Zhiquan.

Yan Yufeng let go of his hand, looked at Lie who refused to return to his half, and said, "It's only the second quarter now, don't worry!"

Then he turned around and shouted, "Go!" After that, he ran forward alone.

"Calm down!" This thought flashed through Yan Zhengming's mind.

Lie's performance just now was very exciting, but it was not possible to do so just now. No. 8 was very calm, otherwise the game would start a real-person competition.

As the enemy, Yan Zhengming still praised Yan Yufeng for his pertinent evaluation.

Wang Xuechao breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Gaoyuan. Gaoyuan's eyes showed a look of relief, and he couldn't help but think: Gaoyuan finally discovered his successor.

Qin Lan looked at Yan Yufeng uneasyly, don’t have any trouble, there is that hateful No. 4!

Too arrogant!

He is so arrogant than Yan Yufeng!

The ball was transported by Zhai Yong. Yan Yufeng shouted and stretched out a finger. Zhai Yong immediately came over and penetrated the ball to Wang Zhiquan. Wang Zhiquan shook it and cut into the inside. After attracting the attention of two people to defend, he suddenly passed the ball out again. Zhai Yong caught the ball without pause, and opened his hand to Yan Yufeng who was standing outside the three-point line on the left.

Yan Yufeng ran out two steps, caught the ball, turned around, and then took big steps toward the bottom line.

Lie pressed tightly behind and entered the inside line.

After a strong and strong confrontation, Yan Yufeng did not squeeze into the inside line, slowed down and pushed outward.

Wang Xuechao felt sad, and the No. 1 singles tactic failed.

The number 4 has very good offense and defense.

"No singles!" Tang Chaohui sighed.

Mo Feng's eyes showed disappointment.

Just as everyone thought Yan Yufeng was going to pass the ball, because if the ball sticks like this, it would take 24 seconds to attack, and the change appeared again.

Yan Yufeng slapped the ball suddenly, then held the ball with both hands, and jumped in with both feet.

With his impetus and his own strength, the strong Lie did not withstand and took a step back.

As soon as Yan Yufeng broke away from Lie's defense, he jumped in front of Zhang Ke.

Yan Yufeng's right foot tends to step forward with a small span, then he thrust his body, raised the ball and threw it.

Zhang Ke was so close and in front of such a powerful person, he didn't think anything else, so he jumped up and went to block it.

With his body shrank and turned back, Yan Yufeng slanted his lower body. When Zhang Ke was still empty, he avoided sideways and got up to shoot.

At this time, Lie, who had already come over, jumped up high when he saw this and smashed his right hand hard.

"Drink!" Yan Yufeng shouted, with his right foot as the center axis, his body half-rotated, and his left foot spanned towards the bottom line, and finally jumped up, his body slightly tilted, and he jumped backwards!

Yan Yufeng took a light breath, relaxed his entire waist, bent his right foot slightly backward, and raised his left foot forward as if balanced, and could feel his body pause.

Feeling that the power of the wrist still existed, I shook and said softly: Go!

Looking at Yan Yufeng's hand and the ball gradually leaving the attack range of his hand, Zhang Kefeng, who came to make up for the seal again, sighed sadly, and watched helplessly as the ball rolled over him and flew towards the basket.

"Brush!" Zhang Ke knew that he had entered without looking back.

"I want to cover me? I can't deceive you?" Yan Yufeng looked at the stunned four players in the basket and said in a cold voice that they could hear.

"Haha! Handsome!" Xiang Jie congratulated Yan Yufeng.

"He actually leaned back?" Long Dahai shouted to Mo Feng, as if questioning Mo Feng.

"Don't ask me, I don't know when he learned it!" Mo Feng's surprise was greater than anyone else's.

Yan Yufeng was sure that he had no idea how to lean back half a month ago, but since he saw him throw a ball just now, he felt a little strange and his gestures changed!

Just when he was puzzled by this, Yan Yufeng actually made a back shot!

No wonder I'm a little bit tilted now, so that's it!

"Yan Yufeng! You are getting more and more powerful!" Mo Feng closed his eyes and said moaning.

"I haven't even gone to school to fall back! He actually already "```````````````````````````````. Tang Chaohui started to snore, and in the end he didn't know whether he was amazed or jealous.

Chen Dingjun put down his telescope and could feel his heartbeat so fast. I really hope that the game will never end. It is a pleasure to watch the game No. 8, but I really long for the game to end soon, so that I can see this future star face to face!

Yes! His future is unimaginable!

Chen Dingjun thought affirmatively.

Zhang Ke and Lie stood in the same place in frustration. Wu Yang walked over from behind and whispered: "Forget everything, play well, have you all forgotten what we are going to do?"

Zhang Ke and Lie woke up immediately, looked at Wu Yang, and looked at the students who supported them again. The frustration just now disappeared, and they shouted like a cheerful shout and ran towards the half of the 12th Middle School.

Wu Yang took a breath and glanced at No. 8! The feeling of anxiety and frustration in his heart became stronger and stronger!

I hope he is just a chance. If he is really a master of backwards, then the game will not be able to continue. How can he cover it?

Wu Yang shook his head, running forward as if he wanted to shake off the anxiety in his heart.

I want to win, I can't lose! Wu Yang bit his lips and thought swearing.

Wang Xuechao and Shi Guang smiled slightly, and they both saw the relaxation in their hearts: Yan Yufeng really used the moves he used during training and leaned back!

Fourth Middle School! How do you guard against it?

Yan Zhengming began to feel uneasy, and his resentment increased little by little: Unfair! Why did another SG as powerful as the plateau emerge from the Twelve Middle School?

Will it fail?

Yan Zhengming couldn't help but look up at the scoreboard east: 25 to 19.

6 points behind!

Since the 8th, the score has become like this. Even if it is sent to Lie, it seems a bit unhealthy!

Damn it! Yan Zhengming waved his right hand in anger.

"Bang!" Offensive violation!

Lie shook his hand in frustration and beat his forehead. He had been trying to think about Yan Yufeng just now, but after several efforts, he never broke through the past. Just when he remembered that he was almost 24 seconds, the sound of the gong was already ringing.

"Hehe! You probably won't be able to do this just a few tricks!" Yan Yufeng walked past Lie, and his words floated over coldly and sarcastically.

"You ``````````!" Lie turned around and pulled, glaring at Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Come on! I'll wait for you!"

OK, I will let you know what regret is. Lie clenched his hands into fists and felt his blood boiling quickly.

"What did you say to him just now?" Xiang Jie asked after him.

"If you let him lose his mind!" Yan Yufeng replied in a low voice.

"Ah!" Xiang Jie was stunned.

"Let's play!" Yan Yufeng patted Xiang Jie and ran away first.

Yan Yufeng remembers it very clearly. Jordan once said this: When you find that an opponent is in very strong state and strength, you not only have to attack him on the offense, but also irritate him and completely control him psychologically, so that you can defeat him and win the game!

Lie! I'm waiting for your crazy performance.

"Pu!" Lie flew away from the left and shouted at Zhai Yong who took action. Although the referee judged Lie to commit a foul, the block was still very encouraging to the hearts of the four middle school members.

Sure enough, the entire No. 4 Middle School students began to shout loudly, helping the lie.

Calm down! Yan Yufeng's words sounded in Zhai Yong's ears.

Anger them and commit fouls on them!
To be continued...