Campus Basketball Storm (Part 3)

Dominate Qinhuai

With a whistle, Lu Di turned around and looked, Rufu breathed a sigh of relief. Xia Tian finally couldn't help but call for a pause.

Jiang Bo, who was sitting in the southern box, showed a look of appreciation in his eyes. At this time, this time was very important. It was obvious that the morale of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School was greatly boosted and he was about to launch a wave of offensives, which was a little shocked and was depressed. The Ninth Middle School, which was once again severely damaged.

Pause is like time pause, allowing everyone to have enough time to think and cheer up again, but is the person who can cheer up Nine Middle School really has this ability?

"Come on, come here!" Xia Tian shouted loudly.

"Lu Di, go to guard No. 15 and stick to him, Di Zhen, Ren Fei, you two see No. 8 to death, and you can't let him catch the ball. Chang Meng, don't pull it out to the outside line. No matter where the opponent's center goes, you must be firmly in the inside line. If he pulls outside the three-point line, you must also step in the three-second zone.

Yang Huo, your mission is the most important. Your position must be constantly changed. You must be optimistic about No. 11 and No. 5. Pull it out. You will post No. 11. Come in No. 5 and you will conduct regional joint defense with Chang Meng. Also, Ren Fei, use your defensive ability and try to suppress No. 5 when defending No. 8.

Defence is the most important thing now. Attack, Lu Di is the main focus. Lu Di, if you want to get more balls, the scoring depends on you. Other teammates perform pick-and-roll in multiple games, and we must create a situation where we have the advantage in numbers in the local area. When attacking, we must divide it into 221 formations, two to grab rebounds, and two are ready to return to defense quickly at any time, so that the opponent can not make a fast attack again." Xia Tian said quickly, spending on the tactical diagram.

"Do you understand?" Xia Tian looked up at the dark head.

"clear!"

"Come on, this time, we at No. 9 Middle School have never encountered a critical situation. Now is the time for you to reflect who is the domineering person in Jiangsu!" Xia Tian encouraged.

"Yes!" A firm expression burst out in everyone's eyes.

"Okay, Lu Di! Now it's time to rely on you, take out all your strength!" Xia Tian stretched out his fist and pulled it tightly.

"Coach, I understand very well!" Lu Di replied expressionlessly, but Xia Tian saw a more hot look in his eyes than anyone else.

"Go on the stage! The glory of Ninth Middle School depends on you!" Xia Tian stood up and waved his hand vigorously.

"Drink!" Lu Di and the other two reached out and shouted in unison.

"Go!" Lu Di growled and stepped into the court first.

"Continue to play like this, they will definitely change their defensive strategies. Our strategy is to respond to changes in the same way. On the court, listen to Yan Yufeng's command." Wang Xuechao had already glanced at the players of the Ninth Middle School, finished quickly, and then signaled everyone to play.

Yan Yufeng patted Gao Yuan on the shoulder, and the latter looked back at him and said, "What?"

"It's been the last five minutes. I really want to finish the job quickly and go back to the room to sleep!" Yan Yufeng stretched out his waist and said with a lazy smile.

"Ah!" Gao Yuan didn't expect Yan Yufeng to say this at this critical moment, and then Yan Yufeng wanted to "``````, Gao Yuan couldn't think about it anymore.

"Fight well, No. 9 Middle School is over!" Yan Yufeng said lightly and stepped into the stadium very naturally.

Looking at Yan Yufeng's back, Gao Yuan suddenly realized that Yan Yufeng's mentality was far from himself and others. He was really calm when he decided who the winner was.

He told his teammates with this mentality that no, he should encourage his teammates, victory belongs to us!

Suddenly, the nervous heart was no longer beating so fast. Gao Yuan vomited a breath of turbid air and cursed: "Good guy!"

When Yan Yufeng got the ball, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the person in front of him, and then he sneered.

Di Zhen and Ren Fei were like two horns, standing in front of him, one man defended slightly forward, and the other man defended slightly behind, and a very obvious double-team tactic.

Yan Yufeng didn't dare to get too close, so he shook his hand and passed the ball to Ye Changfeng's hand.

As soon as the ball arrived, Lu Di appeared in front of Ye Changfeng. Lu Di, who was far taller than Ye Changfeng, steadily watched Ye Changfeng die in front of him.

The ball came helplessly and ran out of the Gaoyuan hand that was receiving it.

I was used to protecting the ball by the plateau, but when I turned my head, I didn't see anyone stepping forward to defend, and I was stunned.

Three meters away, Yang Huo stood sideways, and the plateau hesitated. Should he ejaculate or rake?

Suddenly, this is really irrational. There are obviously two big guys in the inside line, so it is difficult to score. At the three-point line, the hit rate is not guaranteed.

Xiang Jie was forced to pull to the bottom corner of the outside line, which made him even less sure. There were three people around the position of the big pillar. Once the ball reached his hand, he would be double-teamed immediately, which could not be passed.

The plateau thoughts in a flash, and in desperation, he could only wander outside, looking for opportunities.

"Give it to me!" Yan Yufeng ran from the other side, and later, Di Zhen chased after him tightly.

Gao Yuan stood sideways and handed the ball to Yan Yufeng's hand, blocking Di Zhen slightly.

Yan Yufeng held the ball without thinking at all. The attack time was too long in 24 seconds, so he got up and opened his hand and shot.

"Clang!" The ball hit the basket and was immediately grabbed in the hand by Chang Meng, who had already prepared.

"Return to defense!" Yan Yufeng shouted loudly and ran back with force.

Lu Di ran to Chang Meng's side, took the ball and walked, approaching from the sideline slowly to the 12th half.

"Be prepared to make up for defense at any time! Yan Yufeng shouted loudly.

Lu Di had no intention of passing the ball at all. He raised his hand high and shouted loudly to his teammates' running position.

In the first gear, second gear, third gear, Lu Di kept moving behind his teammates, looking for the best chance to get out of the phone.

"Pull it apart, Changfeng, you push it up!" Yan Yufeng shouted, staring at Lu Di, who was staring at the figure behind.

It's time to take action!

Yan Yufeng thought silently in his heart, and suddenly, when Di Zhen ran out of the inside, he stuck Ye Changfeng tightly beside him. Lu Di, who had become unguarded, finally touched less than one meter in front of the free throw line, paused, closed the ball, bowed, then spread his body and jumped up.

"It's not that easy!" A cold light burst out in Yan Yufeng's eyes. He had been waiting for a long time and ran from the inside line on the left. He reached full speed in two steps, and rushed towards Lu Di without any hesitation.

Lu Di was extremely surprised. He never dared to take action because Yan Yufeng was still not attracted. He was still standing in the inside line and staring at him, but time could no longer wait. Just as Di Zhen had a beautiful gear to dismantle, Lu Di's eyes were wide open, "Can't hesitate anymore!"

Lu Di told himself that when he bit his steel teeth, he moved forward and got up and ejaculated.

Just as he finished all his movements, he had just jumped up and left the ground, Lu Di finally saw Yan Yufeng moving.

He really rushed out, like the silent poisonous snake, attacking at the best time at the fastest speed.

Lu Di took a deep breath of air and told himself that when you shoot, you have to be responsible for your heart, and there should be only one thing in your eyes.

I took action. When the ball left Lu Di's index fingertip, I felt that the ball was sure to enter, but is it really the case?

The ball churned very quickly, and it rubbed rapidly with the air, turning into a very high arc trajectory, flying towards high altitude.

A powerful hand suddenly appeared in front of it. He did not whistle with the sound of the wind, but was exploring towards it gently like a passing ball.

The audience on the stands on both sides of the stadium saw this scene, a scene that made their blood and even their cells boil.

Yan Yufeng has never jumped so high. When he rushed out of the inside and accelerated towards Lu Di, he had already seen Lu Di jump up and the ball had already taken the ball. He didn't think he would not go in, because Yan Yufeng didn't think about what consequences would happen in the future!

Will the ball be in? What should I do if it enters? What kind of morale will be depressed if the score is once again widening?

Nothing was thought of. In his eyes, in his heart, the basketball that had just risen gently from Lu Di's hand.

I won't let you succeed!

The extreme anger made Yan Yufeng extremely excited in an instant. His thoughts and his mind were gone at all, and all that was left was the instinctive hope.

Take this ball!

Without yelling, nor with a terrifying facial expression, Yan Yufeng was like a bronze statue, so calm!

The moment the ball was shot, Yan Yufeng had already arrived at a place one and a half meters away from Lu Di. He waved his hands vigorously behind him, then took a step slightly, then arched his feet, and then changed the geometric changes in speed, like a black roc bird, jumped into the air, thrust his right hand high, and reached towards the basketball rolling in the air.

He really jumped straight up like a spring, jumping so high, but his posture was so elegant, perfectly showing the curves of his body to the eyes of all the audience.

The churning basketball was like a child being caught by a mother, and immediately stopped playing naughtyly and stayed there quietly without a sound. The only thing left was the black figure that had once passed by in the air.

Yan Yufeng staggered to the ground and then leaned forward a step. He immediately stabilized his body, threw the ball gently to the ground, then carried the ball and accelerated forward.

Lu Di was like an unrestrained object, quietly letting Yan Yufeng pass by him. The whistling sounded in his ears, the black figure flashed in front of his eyes, and the floating No. 8 passed by his heart.

Quietly tear his firmness.

"Pick the ball in the air?" a spectator murmured.

"Is this a block or a steal?" Another audience member shook in disbelief, as if asking himself, and shouting loudly as if venting the excitement in his heart.

Hu Weidong closed his eyes, and his mind was like a movie, repeating the terrifying scene just now.

It is so sudden, so shocking, but so beautiful, like a black lightning, shocking your heart and the entire sensory organ.

"No. 8, how high can you jump?" Jiang Bo shouted as if sighing.

"It's so terrible. I've never seen such explosive power before. It's so incredible!" Xu Qiang sincerely spit out the words in his heart, as if he was holding them in for a second, and he felt like he was about to explode.

At this moment, the audience burst into shocking shouts one after another, shouting for whom and cheering for?

On the 8th, this is the only one that brings us countless excitement.

So what if he is an enemy?

I can't control myself!

"Changfeng!" Yan Yufeng shouted.

The ball shook out of his hand and flew towards the long night wind running from the other way.

He stretched out the ape's arm and caught the warmth of his palm. Ye Changfeng let out a long roar, took three steps, and buckled one hand to complete this fascinating fast attack.

68 to 67.

One point gap!

Ye Changfeng roared loudly, Yan Yufeng rushed over excitedly, hugged him in his arms, and laughed loudly: "Changfeng! Beautiful button!"

Ye Changfeng panted and turned to look at Yan Yufeng's smiling face. His innocent smile also hugged Yan Yufeng tightly with his backhand.
To be continued...