Ding Ning was the scoring point of Class 1, but Ding Ning seemed a little troubled when facing Class 3 with such strict defense.

"Student Ding Ning, how about it? Do you still think you will win?" Qi Ming asked with a smile.

"not necessarily!"

Ding Ning took advantage of their inattention and directly confiscated the ball, and then took action after halftime.

The ball fell steadily into the basket and scored three points!

"Damn it!" Qi Ming was a little angry and cursed in his heart.

The opponent started a new round of attack. This time, Qi Ming played street basketball directly in front of Ding Ning, and mocked, "Let's see, is it your speed fast or my skills better!"

"Then you have to pay attention!"

Ding Ning's mouth raised slightly, giving Qi Ming a fake move to copy the ball, and the other party also responded.

However, Ding Ning would not fool him so simply, then stretched out his left hand to force the opponent to transfer the ball, and then found the right opportunity with his right hand to take decisive action.

After Ding Ning took the ball, he immediately turned over and bypassed Qi Ming, and then threw the ball at the same position with the same pace.

Accurate hit, get a three-pointer!

The score is tied!

"Yeah!!! Ding Ning! Ding Ning!"

Zeng Meiyun found a big speaker at some point and shouted directly at the people off the court.

Zhao Hai, who said nothing, realized that Qi Ming wanted to show off his skills, but these fancy and whistle skills were useless to Ding Ning, so he took the ball and began to direct people to stand.

Seeing that Zhao Hai's face looked a little ugly, Qi Ming also restrained himself and listened to his command without saying a word.

After all, Zhao Hai is from the basketball club, and no one can match him with Lun's strength.

When Zhao Hai stood in front of Ding Ning, his momentum was obviously different.

Ding Ning knew that Zhao Hai and him could be considered face-to-face in a sense.

Zhao Hai values ​​the results of the game, rather than his fancy ball skills on the court.

He chose to pass the ball decisively. This time the ball was not passed to Qi Ming again, but to a player with a tiger back and a bear waist.

After the player from Class 3 had the ball, he started to beat Liu Bin with his back.

Liu Bin was not willing to be outdone and saw the opportunity to shoot the ball in the opponent's hand directly off the field.

"Beep!!!"

A whistle sounded.

Because this ball belongs to the baseline ball, the ball returns to the hands of the player with a tiger back and bear waist again.

He pushed Liu Bin back with his butt, then jumped up and took the ball.

At this time, Ding Ning jumped up and intercepted the ball that the opponent had just thrown, and shot it into Zhou Wuluo's hand.

This ball must be intercepted at the moment the ball is abandoned. If the ball has begun to fall, it will be judged by the referee as interfering with the ball.

After Zhou Wuluo received the ball, he immediately held her in his arms to prevent anyone from coming to grab the ball.

They only started attacking after Ding Ning came over to catch the ball.

The competition was not intense. But it was very exciting. Almost everyone from the entire medical department came.

The scores of the two sides are almost the same, and the cheering people in the class are already hoarse. Now they can only watch everything on the court nervously, but as long as the people in their own class score the goal, they will still cheer.

The gymnasium was crowded with people, but there was still a large area of ​​seats on Jiangnanyun that were empty.

Some people came here not just to watch the competition, but to the two school beauties.

As expected, the four school grasses from the sea of ​​flowers also came to the gymnasium. They stood on the top floor and watched their every moves off the court.

Each of them is extremely handsome, elegant and gentle.

"I really didn't expect that since so many people could watch the finals of a department!" said a man with a wolf's tail.

"These people came out to watch the game! It was clearly a beauties like Jiang Nanyun and Ouyang Xuewei, who were taking advantage of the gimmick of watching the game, to see the two beauties, Jiang Nanyun and Ouyang Xuewei!" Zhuge Ming said.

One of the men was speechless and just watched the game below quietly.

The man who had just finished dyeing his hair pushed him and said, "Ke Youfu, is this game really that good-looking? Why do you look at it so seriously?"

"You can just watch quietly for a while. The one named Ning Fan has two tricks. He gets most of the scores in Class One. Whether it is offense or defense, he will participate." Ke Youfu said lightly.

"Oh, this is the first time I have seen our Master Ke so serious. I want to see what the ball he plays?"

People were all looking at it on the court, and now it was the time for Ding Ning to attack again.

Ding Ning naturally noticed the eyes of these four people, but he didn't care. Now there is not much time on the court, so he has no time to care about the others.

With a harsh whistle sounded, the fourth quarter had already begun.

After a few minutes, the scores of the two classes remained the same, the time was getting less and less, and the atmosphere began to become more and more depressing.

Ding Ning has done his best to fight. You must know that it is still very difficult to maintain his physical fitness to the level that ordinary people can achieve.

What he was even more worried about was that if something broke out, it would be troublesome.

The most important thing is that if others know that a high-level warrior is actually playing basketball with an ordinary person, wouldn’t it make people laugh if it is passed on?

Ding Ning started to pretend to be very tired and passed the ball to Liu Bin. With the help of other players, Liu Bin successfully scored two points.

The two points that Class 3 finally pulled out just now are now flat again.

Time passes slowly, and the scores accumulated are getting more and more, much higher than ordinary games.

The score is now, eighty-nine to eighty-nine.

Each attack between both sides must score a goal, and there are very few mistakes.

In addition, there were not many free throws in this, so the score was always tied.

The strength of both sides is evenly matched.

If Class One can have someone like Zhao Hai, then the game will be much better, and it can even be said to win the championship directly.

But Ding Ning only beats two of them at one time. He is really strong. He is constantly getting points for the class.

In addition, Ding Ning's style of play is unprecedentedly clean, so he has gained many little fans, and everyone shouted on the field.

The game has reached a white-hot stage and there is still one last minute.

The scores on both sides remained the same.

But the people from Class 3 had to pause at this time and were preparing to conduct the final final battle discussion.

Class 1 doesn't have to think too much about it, because no one except Ding Ning can use the ultimate goal.

"Come on! Come on!" The people from Class 3 added their last breath to themselves, and then entered the venue in a fierce manner.

Ding Ning also cheered for a few people.
Chapter completed!