OK! Yufeng, you are actually watching me joke.

Ye Changfeng frightened Yan Yufeng, and the latter immediately showed a fearful expression.

Ye Changfeng suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart. Looking at No. 23 standing there with his bowed body not far away, he silently said in his heart: The performance has begun!

Ye Changfeng blocked Pan Hai, who was chasing behind the plateau, and after the plateau got free, he dribbled the ball horizontally, changed the direction of the dribble, and slipped into the inside with a slanted body.

Xiao Yunfei, who was originally defending Ye Changfeng, shouted, and let go of Ye Changfeng and joined his teammates to double-team the plateau.

Gao Yuan turned around and passed the ball back without watching it.

Ye Changfeng stood at the high end of the three-point line, easily caught the ball, then glanced at Xiao Yunfei who was chasing him back, looked down at the three-pointer under his feet, slapped the ball, moved his body outside the three-point line, and then when Xiao Yunfei was about to pounce, he stood up, and the ball seemed to be out of his hand as soon as he jumped. He ran out of Ye Changfeng's hand at a high speed, and threw it to the basket.

"Swish!" This sound was crisper and louder than ever. The ball fell into the net almost at a 50-degree angle parallel to the basket. The sound of friction was naturally extremely loud.

27 to 26.

Beiyang has another three-pointer.

Yan Yufeng stood up and clapped his hands vigorously. The ball was so beautiful.

Whether in terms of tactics or personal ability, especially Changfeng looked at the three-point line under his feet in despise before shooting, as if he was waiting for No. 23 to block it before taking action. In terms of courage and technology, he had already given No. 23 a fiercely.

Okay, Changfeng, you are finally about to show your might! Yan Yufeng continued to clap his hands and cheer loudly, and Ye Changfeng deliberately walked past Yan Yufeng when he returned to defense, and celebrated with Yan Yufeng with excited and showy.

Xiao Yunfei looked at No. 15 with a pale face. The shot just now was obviously insulting him.

Hehe! I want to let you know how terrible the price of insulting me is!

Xiao Yunfei winked at Zhang Li, and the latter immediately nodded in understanding and ran to the outside line on the right with the ball.

Ye Changfeng came over, Xiao Yunfei ran a few steps to the left, suddenly braked, turned around and ran to the right. Ye Changfeng shouted loudly and reached out to chase him.

Xiao Yunfei once again stopped his body, looked at Ye Changfeng who was about to chase him in front of him, and showed a disdainful expression on his face. He was short and just as Ye Changfeng rushed over, he ran back to the left.

At this time, Ye Changfeng wanted to stop chasing him again, not to mention that a white body leaned on him affectionately again. Ye Changfeng shouted angrily, knowing that he was blocked again.

At this time, the ball was passed out from Zhang Li, who had been running back and forth with Zhai Yong for several rounds.

Xiao Yunfei caught the ball, stood near the three-point line and jumped up, with a mid- and long-distance emergency stop jump shot, and made a steady move.

"Swish!" Hit the net again.

27 to 28.

Mingde once again led the score.

Shang Lin shook his head with a smile. No. 23 is really good. His hands are so hot that he got 8 points in a row. He made three shots and three hits. To be honest, it is very difficult to defend against such a pick-and-roll. There is no other good way except praying that the opponent will not enter, but Shang Lin is not worried.

His eyes stopped at Ye Changfeng. The energy on this No. 15 was beyond estimation for everyone here.

This is a natural shooter. He has reached a terrible level in terms of running position and shooting preparations. His sense of smell is sensitive and intimidating. His shooting movements have been simple to a very fast speed, just like what I saw in the shot just now. He caught the ball and waited for the 23rd rushing cover. But even so, his move is still so fast. The arc is not intentional, but it is like this.

If you only shoot such a ball, it will be absolutely hollow!

Shang Lin suddenly remembered that half a month ago, he stood by the training hall court and secretly saw Ye Changfeng with the help of Yan Yufeng's passing, making 30 three-pointers in a row, and it was a shot from different positions.

Thirty three-pointers, twenty-four shots, and eight of them made consecutive shots.

Seeing his lightning-like attack, it seemed that he had not finished his shooting action at all. After being shocked by Ouyang Shangzhi's speed, Shang Lin was once again shocked by a Beiyang player.

That night, he prepared a special attack tactic for Ye Changfeng all night. This was a terrible point, a point that could completely destroy all the opponent's confidence in just a few minutes.

Shang Lin understands very well that a terrible three-pointer will help his team and the degree of danger to his opponent.

That is definitely a strategic threat to five stars.

Shang Lin smiled, and when he saw Ye Changfeng dropping the double pick-and-roll of Gao Yuan and Xiang Jie again, he smiled when he hit a three-pointer.

These pick-and-rolls have completely satisfied me. After a month of hard training, professional offense and defense have been deeply embedded in their hearts. Judging from their moves and moves playing on the court, Shang Lin even feels a sense of happiness.

Is this a team that I transformed myself?

At this moment, Shang Lin's heart finally settled down. It was nothing wrong to stay here!

"One more!" Yan Yufeng shouted loudly with other teammates.

Ye Changfeng heard this, turned around, put one hand in his ear, and sang hard with the other, as if he was shouting a little bigger.

"Good boy! He threw himself so beautifully!" Li Feng stood beside him, holding Long Guang and shouting loudly.

"Okay, after he goes, block, pass again, pass back, throw back, throw ``````````````````````````````, Yes! It's so beautiful!" Long Guang looked at the field without turning his eyes, whispering like command, while dancing with his hands, full of concentration. When he saw Ye Changfeng using the pick-and-roll of the plateau again to block No. 23, who was defending him, and when he hit the hit, he couldn't help but scream.

Yan Yufeng raised his head and looked at the large screen hanging on the high wall on the south. 32 to 28! Putting it in blood red, on top of it is the time left in the second quarter - 6:22.

In less than three minutes, the scores rose sharply, and the score seemed to become easier in the eyes of both sides.

32 to 28, Changsha Mingde was not thrown away, but bit behind us. No. 23 was not discouraged under the pressure of Changfeng, but became more and more powerful.

But is this really the case?

Yan Yufeng showed a sneer on his face. Changfeng's strength has not made you understand. Maybe you are relying on your hand heat at No. 23, but Changfeng is definitely not relying on his feel, but his innate talent for shooting basketball.

He was like a machine. When the ball was in his hand, when someone was defending in front of him, he did not hesitate. The ball flew out in his hand and flew to the basket without any suspense.

Many times, I am accompanying Changfeng to practice shooting. It turns out that I am quite conceited about shooting, but after this month of training, Yan Yufeng surprisingly discovered Ye Changfeng's sensitivity, and the accuracy of his shooting was too incredible.

Ye Changfeng has not reached his best condition yet. For him, it is just a warm-up now, just wait! Mingde, Changsha, you will see a Sagittarius who is the most terrifying and terrified after the warm-up.

Because the person standing in front of you is an unquestionable Sagittarius King!

Ye Changfeng ran quickly from the right bottom line to the left. Behind him, Xiao Yunfei chased him reluctantly. He could almost hear the sound of gasping and footsteps coming from behind. He just smiled coldly.

Want to guard me?

Well! I'll cast one in your face.

Xiao Yunfei's heart was burning like a fire. The No. 15 made him feel more and more angry. His pick-and-roll was even more than his own. It was so shameless.

If you have the ability, I will submit one in person!

Xiao Yunfei roared in his heart.

Ye Changfeng had slipped from the bottom line of the basket to the corner of the left. The ball just rushed towards him, and Zhai Yong's pass was getting more and more punctual.

After catching the ball, Ye Changfeng turned his body. At this time, he stood outside the three-point line at the bottom line. As long as he moved a little, he was about to leave the boundary. The referee stood beside him, staring at him fiercely. Behind him was the pedal mat from Mingde in Changsha. Ye Changfeng even heard the shouts behind him, and the voice was filled with strong anger and reached his ears.

Suddenly, Ye Changfeng felt a trace of gaze and stared at him tightly. When he glanced at the corner of his eyes, he turned out to be the head coach of Changsha Mingde. He stood less than two meters away and looked at him carefully.

Ye Changfeng showed him a bright smile. Under the lights of daytime, perhaps even his most proud white teeth were shining with confidence!

Ye Changfeng turned around and bent in front of him without going to see it. No. 23, where Zhang Wu was holding hands, his expression looked a little scary. Is he angry? Or was he not willing to do so?

Oh, you think I feel very dissatisfied because of the pick-and-roll score of my teammates, right?

OK! Then I will be completely convinced!

Ye Changfeng bowed down, held the ball in his hands and placed it on his slightly bent knees. He looked at No. 23. No, it should be said that it was a basket blocked by No. 23's tall body.

It is there, and I can feel its existence when I close my eyes, and its call to me.

Ye Changfeng suddenly jumped up. When his body just jumped up, the ball was already in front of him, without any hesitation or any tension. Some of them were only that extremely strong confidence.

Xiao Yunfei roared angrily, jumped as much as possible, opened his right hand, and rushed forward.

The ball passed by the tip of his palm and flew over, and then Xiao Yunfei's whole body pounced on Ye Changfeng's body!

"Beep!" The referee blew a whistle like the whistle roaring from a train rushing by, and the strong stimulation was deep in the eardrums of Xiao Yunfei and everyone in Changsha Mingde.

"Ah!" The audience burst into anger.

Xiao Yunfei struggled to get up from Ye Changfeng's arms, turned his head anxiously and looked back. When he saw the referee on the other side raise his hand to signal that the ball was effective, his eyes couldn't help but open completely, full of an unbelievable look.

Yan Yufeng jumped up and jumped into the field. He stood on the side of the field, waved the towel in his hand, and shouted loudly to Ye Changfeng, who was still lying on the ground in the distance.

It was not that he was the case alone, but that all the players and coaches of Beiyang were wiped with their eyes, as if they felt that they had read it wrong.

Ye Changfeng climbed up, and a big hug from the plateau was heard in front of him, and his ears sounded: "Changfeng, how did you ejaculate!"

"Haha, don't yell in my ears so loudly, I'm almost deaf!" Ye Changfeng laughed loudly, and at the same time stretched out his hand from the armpit of the plateau and slapped high-high with Zhai Yong and others who were rushing over.

The celebration was only a few seconds, and Gaoyuan had let go of his hand and let Ye Changfeng go to the free throw line to make the free throw.

Ye Changfeng twisted his head and looked at No. 23, who was already standing next to the free throw line and waiting for the free throw to grab the rebound. His expression now looks calm, but is it really the case?

Ye Changfeng smiled and thought to himself: This time it won’t work, and next time, I will have to defeat you inch by inch.

I can guarantee it!

After receiving the ball from the referee's hand, Ye Changfeng fiddled with the basketball in his hand, then calmed down and looked at the basket, and gently pushed the ball out in a standard free throw posture.

"brush!"

A four-pointer was naturally presented to everyone. Although many people still couldn't believe it, the scores had been changed calmly on the scoreboard.

36 to 28.

Leading by eight points!

After Ye Changfeng finished the penalty kick, he raised his hand to the sky and shouted loudly. With this shout, Beiyang Twelve Middle School retreated like a tide and returned to his position. But after a long time, the tide threatened the whistling sea breeze and once again hit the seemingly solid Changsha Mingde.

The balance of victory began to tilt towards the side of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School little by little, slowly tilting over.

Su Zhicheng was still shocked by the shot on No. 15 just now. His mind was full of his smile at himself. It was so sunny, brilliant, as strong and confident as the sun.
To be continued...