This huge hand, with the sound of the wind and the roar like a thunderous roar, inciting Xiang Jie, who had already raised the ball with his hands high.

"Bang!"

The ball was innocently pressed on the rebound and then rebounded backwards.

After landing, Mo Feng did not pause. He jumped up for the second time, grabbed the ball tightly in his arms, then turned his body, swept it, immediately threw the ball to the front court, and at the same time let out a majestic roar like an order: "Su Huo! Get on!"

Su was shocked, looking at Mo Feng's red face and his eyes full of confidence in him, he couldn't help but inspire all the passion and the pride of the past!

Su Hun's nerve reached a point, shouted loudly, and ran wildly towards the ball at full speed.

Zhai Yong was running at the same time, but Su Kuang, who was already completely excited, was a bit ridiculous.

How fast is Su Wu's speed of running wildly, which is comparable to professional players at a speed of 100 meters.

After a few steps, Su Hu had already caught up with the flying basketball. After a side shot, Su Hu immediately made a three-step layup and easily sent the ball into the basket.

34 to 37.

Second Middle School has widened the score to three points again!

He fell gently and picked up the ball. Su Du looked at Zhai Yong who was running back in panting. The confidence he lost was completely recovered. Su Du sneered and handed the ball to Zhai Yong with an angry face, and said softly: "Do you know? We are like a tortoise and hare playing, you are too slow!"

"You ``````````````````!" Zhai Yong couldn't speak immediately.

"Haha!" Su Du turned around and walked back, looking at Mo Feng who gave him a thumbs up from afar, Su Du also raised his hand and responded.

Thank you, Mo Feng!

You helped me regain my desire for victory.

"Beautiful attack, beautiful block, and then another beautiful fast attack! After Captain Tang Chaohui, the soul of the Second Middle School, was sent off, the Second Middle School quickly recovered and told the No. 12 Middle School that the King No. 2 Middle School was back again with a beautiful fast attack!" Tiekou said quickly.

"Well, yes! After Tang Chaohui was sent off, No. 4 power forward Mo Feng stood up and became the leader of the new generation of No. 2 Middle School. In just one and a half minutes, he brought us 2 points, 2 blocks, and one assist! Moreover, these two blocks were all blocked by Xiang Jie, a member of the 12th Squadron who had always performed very actively. Especially the second block, it was extremely beautiful. After No. 10 Xiang Jie deceived No. 5 Fang Tao and was making a strong dunk under the empty No. 2 Middle School basket, No. 4 Xiang Jie never knew that it had always appeared. A side block with extremely fast speed and extremely accurate sport, completely pressing the ball on the rebound. It was so beautiful!" Jinzui looked at the slow motion just now and shook his head and praised.

"Yes! Twelve Middle School has to face another team that has woken up. Although it has lost its soul, Tang Chaohui, the strength of Kings 2 Middle School is still so strong. The result of the game now seems to be confusing again!" Tiekou looked at the changing situation on the field and guessed.

"Well, now, the two teams have begun to enter the cruel position station to confront each other. Who will win? Let's wait patiently!"

Jin Mouth said.

The game continued, and every player present at No. 2 Middle School began to be excited by Mo Fengji's inciting words and yells. Several beautiful position attacks once again reached a small climax.

Yan Yufeng also led the giant, who didn't want to give the second middle school a chance to get up again, and the crazy counterattack began.

The nine thousand spectators in the audience also mobilized their emotions for the fierce confrontation on the court, and the emotions that were eager to see the birth of a new king prompted them to start shouting loudly.

The competition once again entered a wonderful period.

As time slowly passes, every player begins to experience weakness, which is more prominent in the 12th outing.

No. 2 Middle School is a very outstanding school not only in sports but also in academic performance. It is also very famous in the province, with extremely sound equipment and scientific and technological.

It is more prominent in sports equipment, which is a great help to every player in No. 2 Middle School. Relatively speaking, No. 12 Middle School is a bit inferior.

In addition to the Jianghu Basketball Arena, there are too few other basketball equipment. Without scientific plans to improve physical fitness, relying solely on the self-exercise of the players themselves, it is difficult to ensure that they can persist until the end in a high-intensity game.

Seeing the slowdown in the offense and defense conversion speed, some weak players kept gasping for a short time, Wang Xuechao frowned.

"Do you change the player and let the main players recover some strength?" Shi Guang next to him said worriedly.

"Now is the most critical time to confront Second Middle School. If you replace the main force at this time and make the attack slow and weak, it is equivalent to giving the tiger of Second Middle School a chance to breathe. No! It's not possible now!" Wang Xuechao pondered for a while, and then said firmly.

"But if this continues, the main players will not be able to get a rest. Is this too dangerous for the fourth quarter that is coming soon?" Shi Guang said his thoughts.

After all, the fourth quarter is the moment of a decisive battle.

Wang Xuechao pondered for a while and made a pause gesture to the rostrum.

Immediately, the referee blew the whistle of the 12th outing.

Yan Yufeng walked out in a sweaty manner and couldn't wait to reach out for water to drink.

At this time, Qin Lan was the busiest, but this was also the happiest time. Seeing everyone fighting desperately for victory on the court, while standing leisurely off the court, I felt imaginable irritability and anxiety in my heart.

"Come on, you are this cup, oh, Zhai Yong, this is yours, don't drink it in a hurry, slow down, slow down!" Qin Lan's voice was swaying on the rest mat, and Wang Xue looked at the busy Qin Lan with admiration.

This is indeed an excellent basketball team leader.

But now is not the time to think about this. Wang Xuechao quickly put the tactical signs on the ground and explained the next tactical changes to the team members one by one.

"Yan Yufeng, Zhai Yong, you can lean slightly inward on the left and right sides, while Xiang Jie and Li Feng, you two should protect the left and right sides as much as possible, and Cao Tao, you completed the game well. Although you didn't score, you did do everything a center needs to do.

Rearcoce rebounds are very important. Xiang Jie, you three inside players, must not let No. 2 get a chance to attack with a second attack. You must ensure that the rebounds are foolproof!

Yan Yufeng, your task is to score. Xiang Jie, you inside players, have to pull out and play. If you are close to the possibility, you can provide pick-and-roll cover for Yan Yufeng and let Yan Yufeng take action.

Zhai Yong, your mission is to try your best to defend Su Hun. He is the source of all attacks at No. 2 Middle School. You can completely focus on him and run with him. You can go wherever he goes. Even if he stands in an open place to rest, you must stick to him!

Do you understand?" Wang Xuechao looked at everyone with a solemn expression.

"I understand, coach!"

"I understand that everyone must not have the strength now, but now is a critical moment. Second Middle School is gradually coming out of the shadow just now. We cannot let them get up again. We must fight the former king of Second Middle School! So, I hope everyone can persist and even surpass the scores if possible!"

"I understand, coach, we still have the strength!" Li Feng was the first to say.

"Tsk, didn't you just say that now you just see a beautiful woman waving to you, don't you throw her away?" Zhai Yong shouted.

Zhai Yong's exposure immediately caused everyone's laughter, and the tense atmosphere eased a lot.

"Damn! When did I say it!" Li Feng said angrily.

"Stop talking, listen to the coach!" Yan Yufeng waved his hand and said.

"The third quarter is about to end in four minutes. I hope everyone can complete the task I just mentioned and do everything possible to win!" Wang Xue raised his wrist and looked at the following table and said seriously.

"The score is only 41 to 45 now. For the teams who played against the second middle school in the past, we have actually won. By the third quarter, we not only bit our opponents in the score, but also have very low scores. This shows that you have done a good job, so that the second middle school star lineup has not eaten any cheaper on us! What a good thing! Students!" Shi Guang also encouraged.

"I won the game, I'll invite you all to eat KFC chicken!" Qin Lan also stood up at the right time and encouraged her momentum.

"Yeah! Really?" Zhai Yong shouted first.

"Well`````!" Qin Lan wanted to say something. The whistle that the time for the time had already sounded. Wang Xuechao immediately clapped his hands and said, "Go on the field, my warriors!"

Yan Yufeng wiped his face with a towel, nodded with the coach and Gao Yuan who was sitting on the chair, a smile appeared on his firm face, raised his hand, turned around and stepped into the stadium.

Yan Yufeng, I wish you victory!

Qin Lan stood silently, praying.

The game continues.

Long Dahai didn't know what he said to the team members, but it seemed that everyone in No. 2 Middle School seemed to be even more excited. Seeing that they were still firmly believing in victory on their faces, Yan Yufeng hummed.

If you don’t hit you, you really don’t understand that failure is actually destined.

From the day I was selected as a student in the 12th Middle School, I was heading for your No. 2 Middle School. Feng Jing failed, Qi Zhenglie failed, Ye Changfeng failed, and now even Tang Chaohui fell down. So, what about you, Mo Feng?

I long for stronger games, and you are the last front.

Only by defeating you can I enter the national competition.

And my teammates will gradually mature after these difficult games and come to defeat stronger opponents with me.

Second Middle School, you are just a blockade for me!

"bring it on!"

Yan Yufeng shouted loudly to all the players of No. 2.

"Let you know who is the King of Beiyang!" Yan Yufeng raised his hand, stretched out his index finger, pointed at everyone in the Second Middle School, and then pointed back at himself, saying, "I am the King of Beiyang!"

"snort!"

All the second-middle school players hummed almost at the same time, and the anger in their eyes burned even more intensely.

In the subsequent game, the confrontation between the two sides became stronger, and the referee's whistle sounded one after another. With the fouls at the beginning of the third quarter, the two teams immediately reached four fouls.

(According to the rules of the game, when the team's fouls reached four times in a quarter, no matter what kind of foul it is, a second free throw penalty will be imposed.)

The game did not become smoother because of the rules, and the players on both sides did not calm down. Constant small fouls began to cover the game.

Free throws have also begun to become the subject of scoring.

The free throws in the 12th Middle School are obviously much worse than the second Middle School. The phenomenon of two free throws is very common, and even the scene of losing both free throws will occur.

Wang Xuechao had no choice but to do anything. This thing depends entirely on the training of the players themselves. They are just a group of children, not professional basketball players. Instability in this aspect is completely inevitable.

Looking at the scoreboard on the big screen in the east, Yan Yufeng frowned.

46 to 53

Finally I understand the intention of the coach of No. 2 Middle School!

It's so silly!

Everyone has gone to the penalty kick, but they don't.

No one fouled himself.

Damn it!

Yan Yufeng clenched his fists.
To be continued...