Campus Basketball Storm (Part 3)

The brave are invincible - tit for tat

The room was very quiet. In another hour, the game with No. 9 Middle School was about to begin. Yan Yufeng and his party arrived at the gym early and adapted to the stadium first. But before they could feel that a few minutes, the audience had already entered the seat. This made Wang Xuechao angry and had no choice but to come to the locker room early in disappointment.

Outside the door, the shouts of tsunami-like tsunami were unstoppable from the crack of the door, and you could vaguely hear clearly: Nine Middle School, Nine Middle School, Overlord Nine Middle School, Invincible, Invincible``````````````````````````!

I don’t know who muttered: “Damn, the sound insulation equipment in this gym is too trash!”

Wang Xuechao hummed, stood up, and stepped in the middle of the room.

Wang Xuechao was angry, but it was not good to choose. The organizer chose to hold it in the Lanxiang Gymnasium of No. 9 Middle School. This was awesome. More than 5,000 students squeezed the stadium into pieces. The 5,000 students appeared in the stadium. You can imagine how destructive it would be. Isn’t it! Before the game started, the shouts had already reached the locker room. This was simply another terrible home court of No. 4 Middle School!

And from their current unanimous shouts, we can see that this is a completely well-trained cheerleader!

Wang Xuechao understood that sometimes, the existence of a powerful cheerleader team means for teams playing away.

As for this game, Nanjing showed great interest. A large number of reporters flocked to them, and even some basketball celebrities came to watch the game. Of course, there is no need to guess that the support of these celebrities is naturally No. 9 Middle School.

This is a game without suspense. Wang Xuechao knew very well that when he completely checked the main players of Xiajiu Middle School yesterday, this made him feel even deeper.

Only Lu Di, who is not the trump card, is the first-class young basketball master.

No. 5 Ren Fei is 1.94 meters tall and has a small forward. Characteristics: very good awareness, reasonable running position, and flexible footsteps. He was a member of the 2002 Jiangsu Adida 3VS3 championship team and MVP winner.

No. 20 Tan Yusheng, 1.88 meters tall, and is in the position of the guard. Characteristics: accurate three-pointers, extremely fast speed, very good overall situation official, good at organizing fast attacks, and is the key figure for the entire team to launch attacks.

No. 11 Yang Huo is 1.98 meters tall, with a power forward, weighing 96 kilograms, a pure inside bulldozer, with characteristics: excellent jumping power and full of strength. He once scored an amazing high score of 24 points in a game, half of which were all from standing dunks. For this strong, good jumping and good at inside work, not to mention using Xiang Jie to play, perhaps even Han Dazhu would be difficult to fight.

No. 4 Di Zhen, 1.98 meters tall, has a small forward with an excellent feel and a good overall view. Especially the hook shot with a half-bat, the shooting rate is quite high, the outside three-pointers are excellent, and the speed and bounce are also amazing. He is known as Lu Di's successor and the second captain of the Nine Middle School.

No. 12 Chang Meng, tall at 2.06 meters and weighs 112 kilograms, standard center material, characteristics: excellent rebounding. Good at blocking shots. Once in a game, he covered eleven blocks, especially when defending the opponent's center, he shot his shots three times in a row, and was known as the hot pot king!

No. 7 Jiang Yu, 1.93 meters tall, has a shooting guard, a stable outside shooting, and extremely BT defense. It is said that this man has arms spreading as much as 2.10 meters long. He is an absolute Gibbon-type player, good at defense, with more than ten rebounds per game, and keeps four steals, and is known as the King of Break!

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What kind of team is this?

When Wang Xuechao saw the information of this group of people, he had to sigh at the powerful strength of the Noble No. 9 Middle School. He took out any of them and was the absolute core of the team. But now they gathered at No. 9 Middle School and fought in the arena under the leadership of Lu Di, the emperor-level figure.

And today, we are a group of people with an average height of less than 1.91 meters tall, facing this giant in high school basketball.

"Fight!" Wang Xuechao bit his teeth.

"Coach, it's time to arrange tactics!" Gao Yuan felt that silence was not a solution, he had to think of a way!

Wang Xuechao shook his head and said, "There is nothing to arrange, just fight as before! Keep changing and adapting to all changes!" He said this, and his tone showed helplessness.

Those who are coaching halfway through their own experience of basketball only rely on their own experience of basketball in their player careers, and their understanding and interpretation of tactics are at the top of this. All you can teach is taught to this group of children. If there is a good coach, it may be easier to play in many games.

A long time ago, I had already suggested to the leadership of the 12th Middle School to change a coach and be a deputy, and to study and manage it next to me. However, because I was afraid that changing coaches at the last minute would have an impact on the morale of the team, Wang Xuechao kept his urgent thoughts in his heart. However, Wang Xuechao had already thought about it. As soon as the league passed, he would immediately resign to the leaders.

You can't miss this group of excellent basketball talents because of yourself.

Gao Yuan said oh, and then took care of the left and right sides. He found that everyone either closed their eyes and rested, or fiddled with the basketball in their hands in a daze, or looked at the ceiling in a daze, but they all showed a feeling of uneasiness and forced calmness.

Even Wang Zhiquan, who was always popular, lowered his head now, not knowing what he was thinking, while Ye Changfeng and Xiang Jie closed their mouths tightly and were silent.

Yan Yufeng closed his eyes and leaned against the locker, silently.

The huge pressure before the competition was invisibly shrouded in the hearts of everyone in Beiyang No. 12 Middle School.

well!

Gao Yuan sighed secretly, everyone's nervous mood could be seen, not to mention that they were also nervous.

Don’t think about anything, just play when you get to the game!

It's so depressing here!

The door suddenly opened, and the strong shouts rushed into the room, expressing everyone's eardrums.

"It's time, I've just entered the venue!" Shi Guang shouted when he entered the room.

Wang Xuechao was stunned, and the whole team sat there in a daze. At this time, a clear shouting sounded in everyone's ears.

"Nine out of nine, nine out of nine, the overlord nine out of nine, invincible, invincible, invincible, invincible world! Roar, roar!"

"Hehe!" Ye Changfeng sneered.

"It's time to go on stage!" Yan Yufeng, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke. As he spoke, he was the first to walk out of the locker room. Everyone looked at each other and slowly followed Yan Yufeng and walked out of the room.

When I came outside, my voice became stronger, and everyone's fighting spirit gradually settled down. Under such a home aura as Mount Tai was pressing down on the top of the mountain, Twelve Thousands of Thousands were silent!

When the No. 12 Middle School, led by Yan Yufeng, walked into the arena one after another, the shout suddenly turned into a huge and consistent boo.

“Shhh````````````````````````!”

Amid such booing, Twelve Middle School came to its own rest seat.

Yan Yufeng put his bag on the rest mat expressionlessly, then shouted to Long Guang, who was holding the ball behind him, "Get the ball!"

Long Guang was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but murmur, "What are you doing?" But he still instinctively passed the ball over.

Yan Yufeng caught the ball, looked at the whole audience, snorted coldly, and first stepped into the empty court.

In the VIP box to the west, Cao Hui, Chen Dingjun, and Zhang Dong, the three musketeers who have been in the past 30 years, finally got together again.

"Oh, look, No. 12 Middle School has entered the court!" Chen Dingguo said excitedly as he looked at the players' entry passage.

"Haha, look, the cheerleaders of No. 9 Middle School are starting to boo! " Cao Hui could also feel the huge booing in a private room with very good soundproofing conditions.

"Today for No. 12 Middle School, it is not only a hard battle, but perhaps a battle that requires them to endure and persevere!" The thin Zhang Dong said slowly.

"Who wins the bet!" Cao Hui started the incident first.

Zhang Dong smiled slightly and ignored him.

"Hey, why did Yan Yufeng go on the court alone?" Chen Dingjun, who had been paying attention to Yan Yufeng, couldn't help but scream strangely when he saw Yan Yufeng walking into the court with the ball alone.

"Oh, which one?" Zhang Dong, who had only heard of the person but had not seen him, was very curious about the three words Yan Yufeng, and immediately stretched his neck when he heard this.

"What does he want to do? Did you just start warming up? This doesn't comply with the rules!" Cao Hui was also stunned.

Generally speaking, the two teams meet first, say hello, and then start warming up. Now, Yan Yufeng actually went on stage alone.

The few people sitting in the south box became surprised. Seeing the boy wearing a black jersey and a golden No. 8 slowly walking into the field with a basketball, he couldn't help but feel stunned.

"Welcome to the next time? Don't you have to say hello to the two teams first? Did he forget it even nervous?" A tall middle-aged man in his thirties said strangely.

"Who knows! The atmosphere at the Ninth Middle School was so warm!" Another person who was paying attention to his little flat head smiled.

A man with short hair and a very friendly look was holding the sofa, holding his chin with both hands and watching the No. 8 boy on the field silently.

If you are a little older and started to like basketball in the early 1990s, you must be very familiar with this person. This is Jordan, known as China and Hu Weidong, the mainstay of Jiangsu Nangang!

Last night, Hu Weidong called Lu Di, who had grown up and became a talent. Hu Weidong attaches great importance to this child in his heart.

He appreciated his skills and character even more. From him, he seemed to see himself when he was young, Lu Di was able to become the second captain of Jiangsu Nangang Youth Team due to his promotion and appreciation.

When the semi-finals of the Nine Middle School are about to be held tomorrow, I called myself and wished Lu Di successfully to the finals, but the smell of Lu Di's speech made Hu Weidong very surprised.

When asked about his confidence in tomorrow's game, Lu Di actually said that hard work is just right! This scared Hu Weidong. You know, Lu Di has never spoken in such a tone. In his impression, Lu Di is very confident.

When asked about the reason, Lu Di didn't say it, but he just said one sentence at the end: If you come to the game tomorrow, you will know that, you will see a very outstanding player who is wearing a No. 8 jersey.

Hu Weidong was surprised. Lu Di rarely praised a person like this, and this person was a person of the same age as him. With curiosity in his heart, Hu Weidong came to the Lanxiang Stadium of No. 9 Middle School today to see for himself how outstanding this "very outstanding boy" was.

There is no doubt that the No. 8 who is on the field is the one Lu Di said. So, what is he going to do now?

The rest seat of No. 9 Middle School was also very strange. Everyone watched Yan Yufeng walk to the half of his warm-up with strange and funny eyes. Everyone thought that this silly No. 8 was frightened by the atmosphere on the scene and even picked the wrong half of the day when he went to warm up.

Only Lu Di and Xia Tian didn't think so. They stared at Yan Yufeng who was slowly walking into the three-point line.

"What Yufeng is going to do?" Ye Changfeng looked at Yan Yufeng's back and said suspiciously.

"I don't know, just take a look!" Gao Yuan slowly looked at Yan Yufeng's tall back.

The audience also started to laugh, this stupid number 8!

Yan Yufeng took a slow step, his ears filled with contemptuous laughter and his body was full of disdainful gazes, but what's wrong with this?

I want you to see my strength!

Yan Yufeng's body slowly moved, and his steps slowly accelerated. His speed increased rapidly in almost a few steps, and rushed to the basket at a rapid speed.

Yan Yufeng rushed to the basket from a 45-degree three-point arc on the right. When everyone was watching No. 8 move in surprise, Yan Yufeng had already jumped up.

Do you know what a real slam dunk is?

It’s not just about putting the ball into the basket and touching the basket with your hand and then finishing it. This is called putting the ball into the basket. The real slam dunk should be like this!

You must have your flying posture in the air, your body must have the beauty of the sky pulled from the ground, and the beautiful and domineering arc of the hand catching the ball in the air. The ball will pass through the basket at the speed of sound, and then rub the force with the Nets in 0.0001 seconds. This force will make the Nets hit the sea like a meteorite, and immediately roll up a high white wave. Your hand will grab the basket with the force that can break any iron material that is not formed, making the orange-red basket that looks out of reach and majestic moans and deform in your hands. There is also the force that spreads throughout the basket from your hands. It will make the entire basket tremble and shake, making the "gala" fear sound!

However, all these movements can only be completed perfectly in one second. This speed is like watching a maglev train passing by you at a high speed, leaving you with only the slightest sound of the roar around the wind and a white light flashing through your eye mask in an instant.

This feeling not only lets you know what is going on, but it can't see clearly and magical. It's like taking stimulants, and the blood in your body boils to the extreme.

At this moment, Yan Yufeng was performing the real dunk in this way!

When he stepped on the white vertical line in the three-second zone, the soles of his feet and the floor instantly produced a powerful thrust force. This force made Yan Yufeng suddenly rise up and his body rotate. He grabbed the ball with his right hand and followed his body, drawing a beautiful circle from bottom to top. When he reached the highest point, he suddenly smashed down with the speed of lightning and thunder. His destination was the basket that was already parallel to his eyes.

The basketball and net bag were rubbing wildly at high speed, and a huge white wave exploded. The hand pulled the top of the basket hard, and used a powerful explosion like force to transform it into moaning heavily.
To be continued...