The winner is the king (two)

Yan Yufeng stood on the court with his hips on his hips, looking around at the audience with more than 9,000 people in the stands, and his heart slowly felt excited.

Finally stepped into the sacred stadium of the Power Stadium.

How many important and exciting games have been held here. I also stood in the stands and witnessed a passionate dunk with my own eyes and fell in love with basketball.

Looking at the audience in the stands, Yan Yufeng thought to himself: "Let me present a wonderful game for you, so that you can understand what real basketball looks like!

Gao Yuan patted his shoulder behind him, Yan Yufeng turned his head and looked at Gao Yuan and said, "What? Are you urging me to warm up?"

Gao Yuan smiled and said, "You guessed it well, warm-up is important!"

"I understand!" Yan Yufeng reached out to take the ball from Gaoyuan's hand and walked down the basket with Gaoyuan.

After taking a ball, Yan Yufeng naturally shot one from the outside, and the ball hit the basket and bounced out.

Yan Yufeng covered his eyes in surprise and said, "What's going on!"

Gao Yuan looked at the reporters lined up under the basket and smiled bitterly: "Now you are the key figure. You can murder countless films with just one move!"

"Oh, so that's it!" Yan Yufeng's eyes had just recovered. The moment he shot, he felt a flash in front of his eyes, and his eyes were suddenly flashed.

"Just get used to it! My big star." Wang Zhiquan ran over and blinked at Yan Yufeng with a wicked smile and said.

"Don't be impulsive later. We all need you as a small forward!" Gao Yuan said to Wang Zhiquan with a warning.

"Tsk````!" Wang Zhiquan immediately walked away with a basketball in his arms.

Yan Yufeng took the ball again and looked at the reporters under the basket. Sure enough, all the reporters immediately became very focused and stared at themselves with their eyes.

I felt a little scared, but I didn't expect that my fame was really so great.

Shifted forward and threw the ball out.

The flash suddenly flashed. Fortunately, Yan Yufeng was prepared this time and didn't flash his eyes. He couldn't think about it. However, he felt a little angry and suddenly had an idea. Yan Yufeng began to shoot frequently. The reporters started to shoot wildly, but they found that it seemed that this was not a good idea. After all, they could keep shooting, but they didn't have a few bags of film. Thinking of this, the reporters looked at the film in their pockets and began to take photos selectively.

"Hi, it seems that your charm is not as strong as it is!" Long Guang said with a sneering smile beside him.

Yan Yufeng glanced at the reporters, shook his head and said, "Don't worry about them, keep warming up!"

Gaoyuan signaled everyone to start running the basket. Ten people were divided into five people, standing on both sides, and starting the most important basket running exercise in the warm-up activities.

Tiegang also started running the basket, and there were cheers from time to time in the stands. It seemed that the audience sitting in the Power Stadium today had support for each other.

Gao Yuan and Yan Yufeng opened their arms and said casually: "How many people on the scene are supporting our 12th Middle School!"

"How could I know!" Yan Yufeng passed the ball to Xiang Jie who was running over and replied.

The two of them chatted briefly and immediately ran away by mistake.

After getting on the basket, Xiang Jie caught up with Gao Yuan and said, "What are you talking about?"

"Tell me how many girls are there to come to see us play basketball!" Gao Yuan laughed.

"Damn`````!" Xiang Jie ran away angrily.

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers from the audience, and the players of No. 12 Middle School immediately turned to look at Tiegang's halftime.

Ouyang Ming fell from the basket, and it was obvious that Ouyang Ming dunked a basket.

Gao Yuan snorted, pushed Xiang Jie down, and said, "Xiang Jie, give them one more!"

Xiang Jie pointed at his nose and shouted, "Me?" He immediately glanced at Yan Yufeng standing opposite him.

Yan Yufeng stood there without reaction and said something to Cao Tao, looking like he didn't care about Ouyang Ming's dunk just now.

Gao Yuan shouted: "Can't you deduct it? No way, right?"

Xiang Jieming knew it was the captain's aggressive method, but he also became angry and said, "If you want to slap it, let you see it!"

As soon as Gao Yuan handed the ball, Xiang Jie took the ball and drove it forward a few steps, slowly accelerated to cross the three-point line, then suddenly increased to full speed, entered the three-second zone and took another step, then jumped up, and the ball round with both hands was a heavy button.

With a "bang!" sound, Xiang Jie fell down with some pride, with the screams of the sharp-eyed audience members.

Yan Yufeng stood there, stretched out his thumb and smiled.

The team members were even more exaggerated, and they all waved their facial features to the same excitement.

"Oh, you see, the game has not started yet. The players of No. 12 Middle School have already faced Tiegang. When I was running the basket just now, Tiegang captain Ouyang Ming first made a one-handed slam dunk, and No. 6 Xiang Jie immediately responded with a two-handed slam dunk. Haha```````, it seems that both sides are very motivated!" Jin Youquan, who was nicknamed Jinzui, on the broadcasting position in the middle of the stands on the front of the court, immediately said quickly.

"Yes, the match between Twelve Middle School and Tiegang has been very popular outside, and the showdown between the newcomer kings, known as the new generation!" His old partner Gao Zhongxiang, who was nicknamed Tiekou, continued to answer.

Jinzui and Tiekou also took their place early today. These two senior announcers started broadcasting the four powerful competitions in the Power Stadium as early as the first Power Cup High School League. After eight dull sessions, in this Four Power Tournament, the two finally felt that the excitement of the competition was so great.

The match between Yan Yufeng, No. 8 of No. 12 Middle School and No. 15 of Ye Changfeng, the newcomer king of Tiegang, was duel between two talented basketball boys. After watching the video of the two previous games, Jinzui and Tiekou were even more shocked by their talents. Now, today, these two talented boys will decide here which is the new generation of Beiyang Newcomer king. The two were excited when they thought about it.

"The two protagonists today seemed to have no reaction and were chatting with their teammates next to them. It seems that these two newcomers are very calm!" Jinzui said while watching the players on the court.

"Well, look, No. 8 of No. 12 Middle School is still chatting happily with his teammates next to him. Just the day before yesterday, this genius SG removed the basket of No. 4 Middle School while competing for the quarterfinals with No. 4 Middle School. What a terrifying power! I can't imagine that this was done by a high school student. In my impression, no one can do it until the ninth high school basketball league held today. No. 8 Yan Yufeng created a miracle!" Tiekou said in marvel.

"Yes, but the No. 15 Ye Changfeng of Tiegang also set a record for the High School Basketball League that has been held for nine times so far. He is the only player who scores 30 points per game, and this player ranks at a relatively high position in the technical statistics rankings in assists, steals and rebounds. For a player, this has shown that Ye Changfeng is the best contender for the all-round SG and MVP." Jinzui saw that his partner began to introduce Yan Yufeng, and immediately spoke to the audience in front of the TV to praise the other protagonist of the game, Ye Changfeng.

"Yeah, it's not bad, but Lao Jin, the two are now competing for the title of Best Newcomer King in this high school basketball league!" Tiekou immediately smiled.

The mutual contradictory relationship has long become the habit of this broadcasting partner.

"That's right. If anyone wins the title of Newcomer King today, he will have a new round of MVP battle with Tang Chaohui, the soul of the second Middle School of Kings, last year's MVP winner. How much I look forward to it!" Jinzui sighed.

"Oh, but after all, I think that if any team wins, the protagonist of that team will receive the glory of the newcomer king. This not only requires the players themselves, but also the excellent command and tactical arrangements of the coaches on both sides. At this point, I think Tiegang is better than Twelve Middle School!" Tie's mouth turned and immediately began to pick up Tiegang again.

"That's right. The players' strength of Tiegang itself is very balanced. Without the 15th night wind, this team of the first team has always relied on overall cooperation and excellent tactical arrangements to confront the second middle school and Sunshine High School in the city. And they have never been at a disadvantage and have not won the championship. It's just a matter of luck! This shows that Tiegang's head coach Hu Weihai is a very excellent tactical master." Jinkou nodded and agreed.

"However, the three-guard tactics created by the head coach of No. 12 Middle School are also very impressive. After having last year's newcomer Wang Gaoyuan and expected to become this year's newcomer Wang Yan Yufeng, the cowardly 12 Middle School was suddenly unprecedentedly powerful in the SG position. In this case, coach Wang Xuechao used the three-guard tactics to show his excellent adaptability and good tactical mind. This is undeniable!" Jinkou's words turned around and continued.

"Well! So the result of today's game is very unpredictable. It is said that the citizens of Beiyang were attracted by the competition between the newcomer kings. If you look at the 9,000 seats in the Power Stadium, you can see how huge the citizens' interest in this game is!" Tiekou said.

"Yes, today's competition is very exciting!" Jinkou said excitedly.

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Gao Yuan touched Yan Yufeng with a smile on his face and said, "I heard that today's competition is broadcast to the whole city. Hehe, it's great!"

Yan Yufeng turned his head and smiled and said, "Then you have to show off your best performance later!"

"What do I do when I say you are? Let's have a wonderful slam dunk and let everyone in front of the TV see what a real basketball is!" Gao Yuan waved his hand and said excitedly.

Yan Yufeng looked at the happy Gaoyuan, shook his head, stretched his head to his ear, and said softly: "I want to tell you something, but don't tell others!"

Gao Yuan was stunned. From Yan Yufeng's tone, what he seemed to tell him was a bit ominous. He paused and looked at Yan Yufeng calmly and said, "Tell me!"

"I don't think I can't deduct a basket today, nor can I deduct a single one!" Yan Yufeng sighed and told the story of a bolt from the blue.

Gao Yuan stood there for a long time before saying, "Why?"

Yan Yufeng raised his hands with a wry smile and said, "You can shoot, dribble, and dunk! You can't use your hands too hard!"

The plateau slowly recovered from the shock and said, "What should you do when you compete?"

Yan Yufeng's smile did not change and said lightly: "It's okay to beat me!"

"Then your hand is not ````````````````! Gao Yuan asked a little confused.

"Captain, don't think I will dunk, and don't think I will use dunks to win and defeat Ye Changfeng!" Yan Yufeng shrugged his shoulders and laughed softly.

"Yan Yufeng, do you have anything else to say?" Gao Yuan said, "I want to say something but stopped.

"Captain, you will know after the game. Look at my true strength! I want Ye Changfeng to be convinced!" Yan Yufeng's face suddenly turned cold and he said in a strong and confident tone.

"Dou!" The referee blew the whistle to prepare for the game.

"Let's go back to the rest seat!" Gao Yuan felt that Yan Yufeng himself was too mysterious, and there were always unexpected things to take out. In every game, he could always see some changes in Yan Yufeng. From the first sight of him to now, he was still far from knowing him!

"I wonder if the coach will let me start?" Yan Yufeng smiled at Gao Yuan while walking.

"It should be known, the three-guard tactics, the coach's unique trick!" Gao Yuan finally recovered completely, shook his hand, and smiled at Yan Yufeng with a gesture.

"Oh, hehe!" The two of them laughed and returned to the rest seat together.

"Zhai Yong, Yan Yufeng, Gao Yuan, Li Feng, Cao Tao. You five are on the way. Remember to perform joint defense tactics when defending. When attacking, start fighting and let Gao Yuan and Yan Yufeng take on offensive tasks. Zhai Yong and you three are remembering to do more pick-and-roll and stand, and be ready to grab the empty spots at any time to score. Do you understand what I mean?" Wang Xuechao squatted on the ground, drawing on the tactical diagram while tilting his head to the players surrounding him.

"I understand!" the five people responded in unison.

"Well, everyone goes up and shakes hands with our opponent Tiegang!" Wang Xuechao stood up, stretched out his hand and waved it down.

Everyone lined up and walked onto the field in a row.

Yan Yufeng stood opposite Ye Changfeng and carefully looked at the opponent. Ye Changfeng stood there looking at Yan Yufeng with disdain.

Yan Yufeng did not show any anger on Ye Changfeng's face because of Ye Changfeng's attitude towards him. He smiled slightly and said, "It seems that our agreement has come true!"

"Not bad, it's done!" Ye Changfeng sneered.

"Oh, it seems that my prediction has some future!" Yan Yufeng smiled faintly.

"Oh, is that right? Then I'll ask you to predict the outcome of the game. Is it OK?" Ye Changfeng began to get angry when he saw Yan Yufeng's relaxed smile. How could he pretend to be calm? Let you know what it means to be wrong later!

Yan Yufeng paused deliberately, pretended to be contemplative, and then said, "I think there is no need to predict this!"

"Hmph, why?" Ye Changfeng sneered.

"Because I already knew the result of this game!" Yan Yufeng's face suddenly became cold.

A cold light appeared in Ye Changfeng's eyes, and he looked at Yan Yufeng, who was as tall as himself, and said coldly: "Is that true?"

"I think yes, I will tell you the answer later!" Yan Yufeng resumed his smile and said.

Looking at Yan Yufeng's back walking back to the half, the cold moment in Ye Changfeng's eyes became heavier. He hummed heavily and turned around and walked towards his half.

Gao Yuan stood in the top arc of the three-point line and waved to the players. All four of them surrounded him.

Gao Yuan took the lead in stretching out his hand, and the five people stretched out their right hands one by one.

“What are we?”

"warrior!"

"What do we want?"
To be continued...