For the first time, the centers of both sides confronted each other directly.
Xiao Xiao’s left shoulder was pressed on Yin Yun’s chest, and his right hand slammed the basketball control basketball on the ground one after another, just like a sledgehammer pressed on everyone’s heart to watch the game.
Yin Yunke can clearly feel the great power gradually coming from his chest, slowly infiltrating little by little, without violent impact, just like the flame warm water gradually warming up gently but hard to resist.
You know, it’s always bad for basketball to fight against the defensive side. Xiao Xiao’s eyes flashed a sly look. Suddenly, he took off his strength against Yin Yun’s body, and then he suddenly made a move to Yin Yun’s side with his hands holding the ball.
Yin Yun’s tired muscles failed to relax quickly, and then the tension slowed down. Yin Yun could watch Xiao Xiao occupy a favorable position and score easily.
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Nanchuan No.7 middle school is very deceptive and ornamental, and its attack style is different. Although Nanchuan No.3 middle school is simple, it is so sharp. If Nanchuan No.7 middle school is in a gorgeous sword dance, then No.3 middle school is naked with a bayonet.
At the three-point line, Cenyi passed Zhang Xuan with an empty sway, and then took a step to stop the jump shot. The basketball passed through the net steadily, leaving Zhang Xuan with a depressed face.
Four and a half minutes into the game, Nanchuan No.3 Middle School led by four points.
After several rounds of cold weather, it was difficult to find that the score was behind, although it was not much, but it gradually found out the problem. Without Chu Chenxi and Zhao Taozhe, who was good at defense at power forward, the offensive means of Nanchuan No.7 Middle School were really monotonous. In the face of the most powerful enemy in the league today, Sun Yu was a little weak, and he didn’t dare to make a three-pointer casually before he fully warmed up. Two opportunities were abruptly waved.
Those two are almost all three-pointers. Sun Yu usually throws at least a 70% hit rate. In the cold weather, it seems that if Sun Yu does not say anything, he can score at least one, which is not the case.
Sun Yu, a three-point shooter, is too stable, sometimes it becomes a fatal flaw. An excellent three minutes requires an almost paranoid belief. One is too safe, but it is not so suitable. Ji Han Tiannai took a look at Fan Li sitting on the sidelines. When will he really grow up and prop up the outside world of Nanchuan No.7 Middle School?
"He is really good, but his teammates are not strong." Fu Hua expressed his feelings when he watched the needle go through the needle again and again. He really grasped the timing very well, but many times his teammates wasted the opportunity. "However, Han Zheng’s performance seems to be difficult to shake No.3 Middle School."
"Coach, I know you. Let’s take a look at him again. He won’t be the kind of person who gives up easily. Even if he takes the lead, I think he will stick to the end, right?" A Zheng "Xue Yangyi smiled particularly flattering." Let’s take a look at No.3 Middle School. It’s also good. The strength of that emergency stop jumper just now is good. "
Fu Hua nodded and agreed with Xue Yangyi’s meaning. Han Zheng looked at Xue Yangyi and looked down again to mobilize his teammates. Although it’s only been a few months, Ji Hantian has matured a lot. Show yourself well, Xiaotian
Cenyi wiped her forehead and glanced at Xia Rou. She didn’t seem to focus on herself. She was always on the bench in Nanchuan No.7 Middle School. Even if she had just scored a perfect score, Cenyi’s heart suddenly burst out with a famous anger. In fact, reason told him that he had no reason to be angry, but so what? This is a battle field, such as a battlefield. I will personally stop the progress of Nanchuan No.7 Middle School here.
Cenyi narrowed his eyes and followed Zhang Xuan with a heavy heart. Zhang Xuan tried to bypass it several times and looked at Cenyi after failing. Suddenly, it seems unnecessary to do this after taking medicine. Oh, my God, Zhang Xuan was depressed.
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The seventh attack failed again. Sun Yu’s jumper was hit by interference and bounced out of the rim. Shen Bo, the third power forward, grabbed the backboard and left no chance for Zhao Taozhe.
Landing and turning around, I saw a black shadow like a left arrow going straight into the frontcourt. Shen Bo was vaguely swept to the color of the third squadron, and I didn’t hesitate when I held my breath and threw the ball forward with one hand. Basketball was hit by a huge force like a shell in the frontcourt.
Shen Bo was relieved to see that it was Cenyi Qingyi’s back. If it were Zhu Rui, the little one might not be able to catch the ball, but Cenyi was different. He believed that Cenyi would have a stunning performance and rested on his knees in situ.
Zhang Xuan felt that the pressure around him suddenly turned into a virtual stupidity, but the basketball had already flown over the half-court. In the cold weather, he followed him for the first time, but he was two positions behind. He soon felt a force, but because Cenyi started earlier than him, even though he had an advantage in speed, he knew that he could get to the ball before Cenyi.
Screams and cheers have already sounded in the venue. It is probably that Cenyi, a supporter of No.3 Middle School, reached out at the free throw line to catch the falling basketball, and he didn’t need to adjust to jump on the ground.
It’s not too amazing and explosive. Cenyi also didn’t make any fancy moves. He showed his excellent physical quality in the movie like a big bird that has been flying all the time. After gliding for an odd distance, Cenyi felt [net] that his arm was like a thousand strokes in the movie.
In one second, the wrist touched the basket, and the basketball went through the net. In the middle, the snow-white net set off a stadium like a surge of white waves, screaming and cheering like thunder.
This fast break is really wonderful, especially with Cenyi’s handsome and handsome appearance. It seems that a blockbuster was lost in the audience of No.3 Middle School, which caused several women to scream.
"Interesting" Xue Yangyi touched Ba and looked at Cenyi hanging in the middle school. "No.3 middle school seems to have an excellent attacker who has the strength to compete with you for a super rookie." He turned to look at Lin Yuchen.
Lin Yuchen laughed it off. There are many outstanding rookies in this year’s high school basketball league. There are three middle schools, Cenyi, seven middle schools, Chu Chenxi and four middle schools, and Le Junze. These are all opponents he may have to face, but Lin Yuchen has never been afraid of having a strong opponent. This is what he hopes, and this is also the charm of basketball games.
"I really want to know how my once good friend will break this situation?" Xue Yangyi looked at Han Zhengre pointing lightly, but he was wondering what to do if he faced such a situation.
The situation is very difficult. After a brief analysis, Xue Yangyi came to the conclusion that for No.7 Middle School, having a Xiao Xiao team last year discouraged them. This year, although there was an extra cold weather, the other side also had an excellent attacker, which shared a lot of Xiao Xiao’s offensive burden, but it also liberated Xiao Xiao’s face and made him play more and more subtle in the game.
The seventh dilemma is that the offensive means are single, unless Ji Hantian can have the strength to shoulder the point guard and shooting guard, if we have to think of a way now.
Xue Yangyi doesn’t believe that Ji Hantian can be reserved under such circumstances. How long has it been since he played basketball with Ji Hantian? In his own impression, he is just a rookie with a little consciousness. If he entertains with others in school, there is naturally no problem, but if he can become a strong attack point in such a game, Xue Yangyi can’t believe that he can grow up from a basketball rookie in less than a year and make Xue Yangyi sit up and take notice. The cold weather has surprised Xue Yangyi … That’s not too scary, is it?
Such a situation can also be said that a clever woman can’t cook rice for Ji Hantian, but his style always seems to make him feel like watching that person play. But if he were that person … maybe there would be a way to make him willing to lose the ace MVP of No.4 Middle School.
Cenyi hung in the box for two or three seconds before he let go and landed. He turned his head and saw that there was a bench in Nanchuan No.7 Middle School on the right. He felt uncomfortable looking at his poker face with a positive expression. He looked at himself as if he had never regarded himself as his opponent in his eyes, whether on the court … or in love?
The so-called Cenyi sneered at me. I don’t want anything. I want to send you home myself.
Cenyi grabbed the basketball and threw it to Zhang Xuan and quickly ran back to the defense.
"Hey, what are you thinking?" Ji cold hand patted Zhang Xuan shoulder "how can we Zhang Dagong have such a timid time? Serve it. "
Zhang Xuan shook his head and threw those messy thoughts out of his mind. "I can’t stop it!"
"Who wants you to fight him head-on?" Ji Han gave him a white look. "I remember someone who had a certain jump shot in the trials."
"I can’t even catch the ball, let alone push it too hard," Zhang Xuan said bitterly.
"Then if I give you a seat, can you get in?" Ji Han blinked.
"ok!" Zhang Xuan bit his teeth.