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In the United States, on the stage of the NCAA Final Four, the University of Texas rekindled its desire for victory.

At this time, Zhou Ke was like the savior of the University of Texas, holding the University of Texas on the edge of the cliff with his own strength!
And below the cliff, the entire University of Massachusetts team is trying their best to drag the University of Texas into the abyss.

On the court, the University of Massachusetts successfully scored two points at the basket with Marcus Compete's inside advantage.

Moments after scoring the goal, Zhou Ke gave his own response!

After receiving the serve, Zhou Ke led the ball across the half court, facing the opponent's zone defense, he found his own rhythm in a leisurely manner.

"boom!"

All of a sudden, Zhou Ke retreated and made a three-pointer, hitting a three-pointer!

The point difference was narrowed by three points again!

Seeing the team's advantages being eroded step by step, the head coach of the University of Massachusetts felt a little overwhelmed.

Although the point difference is still very large, if this rhythm continues, it will only be a matter of time before they are overtaken.

Fortunately, there was not much time left in the first half.

Looking at the time on the timer that was about to bottom out, the players from the University of Massachusetts prepared to press the time, not wanting to give the University of Texas another chance to attack.

For the University of Texas, every minute and every second counts!

If you want to fill up this huge point gap, you must use the most efficient method to chase points, and you can't just watch your opponents waste time!

After all, time is not on their side.

"Pounce on me! Boys! Children jump on me!"

Off the court, Don Huggins' enthusiastic voice reached the players' ears for the first time in this game.

After hearing Huggins' encouragement, every player immediately became high-spirited, stepped forward, and crazily pressed the Massachusetts ball-handler.

Faced with such crazy persecution, the ball-handling players of the University of Massachusetts panicked for a while, trying to quickly pass the ball out of their hands.

Seeing his teammate on the wing asking for the ball, he didn't think too much about it, and immediately raised the ball and threw it towards him.

But all of this has long been noticed by Zhou Ke who has been lurking for a long time.

The ball just passed from his hands.

A figure roared past his eyes!

There is no doubt that this figure is Zhou Ke!
The figure running fast on the field seemed to be racing against time.

2s, 1s, 0.5s, 0
"boom!"

Just before the time on the timer ran out, Zhou Ke grabbed the ball with one hand, then jumped high like an eagle hitting the sky, and slammed the ball into the basket hard!

"Beep!"

Almost at the same moment, the whistle that represented the end of halftime also sounded.

It was Zhou Ke again! He stood up again and completed a violent dunk at the buzzer before halftime!

"UNbelieve! This is unbelievable! His speed is like a bolt of lightning!"

In the commentary seat, the two commentators couldn't bear it any longer, jumped up from the chairs, put their hands to their mouths and exclaimed loudly:

"From the completion of the steal to the dunk, it only took Zhou Ke two seconds! He is simply lightning!"

Not only the commentary, the fans at the scene were even more shocked after seeing this scene.

The expressions on each face were as unbelievable as if they saw some aliens.

"A urine test is recommended! This is completely out of human speed!"

"If Zhou Ke didn't play basketball, he could conquer the [-]-meter track!"

Zhou Ke is like a walking dynamite, detonating the atmosphere of the scene all the time.

From the beginning of the game, the exclamation in the arena has almost never stopped!He is like a hot spot manufacturing machine, attracting the attention of all fans!

"We can't let that kid get the ball, we have to pinch him to death!"

"In case this kid gets the ball, he must press hard! All of you will pounce on me, and you can't give this guy a momentary chance to shoot!"

During the halftime break.

The coach of the University of Massachusetts tilted his head and looked at Zhou Ke at the other end of the field from the corner of his eye.

Slightly bigger head.

"Comparable, you must be ready to supplement your defense at any time! You must not let this kid make a move easily."

He specifically instructed Marcus Compete.

"Okay coach, I'll lock this guy up."

Marcus Compete patted his chest confidently.

As the winner of the best defensive player in the NCAA, not only is Marcus comparable to himself, most people will think that he is a very good defensive player and frame protector.

That's why, he is so confident.

At this time, on the bench of the University of Texas, the fans once again ignited their desire to win.

"Guys, I don't think we've lost this game yet!"

Don Hudgens was blazing with passion in front of all the players.

"I think we all figured out how to win just now."

"That's to give Zhou Ke the damn ball!"

"And big guy, what we have to do is to open up space and let Zhou Ke flex his muscles."

During this timeout, Don Huggins changed his normal routine and did not arrange any tactics.

Instead, he decided to let Zhou Ke display his personal heroism to the extreme!

"Yes!"

All the team members replied almost in unison.

"No way, no way, you really don't think this can be reversed, do you?"

At such an exciting moment, a nauseating sound came from everyone's ears.

"With such a big difference, do you really think you can win? You don't really regard such a thing as your savior, do you?"

Old Jason scolded while smoking a cigar.

Saying this, I didn't feel hot. If it wasn't for his good-for-nothing son, how could the team be in such a desperate situation?
"And you, don't you really feel that if you score two goals, you don't know how much you weigh?"

Old Jason took a puff of his cigarette, raised his head in disdain, squinted at Zhou Ke and said mockingly.

Facing the provocation and ridicule of this old man, Zhou Ke stood with his hands behind his back, with an indifferent expression on his face.

Because, he really didn't want to communicate with such a vulgar person, and opening his mouth to respond was simply dirtying his mouth.

"Don't worry about Zhou Ke's weight, anyway, he is stronger than your son by many times!"

"It is! It is!"

However, the teammates felt aggrieved for Zhou Ke's behavior like Old Jason.

"Hehe, the world is as black as crows, I want to see what kind of waves you rabble can make!"

Old Jason looked at the crowd with contempt, then turned and left haughtily.

"When this game is over, all of you will get out of here!"

"Beep!"

The halftime break ended soon, and the players from both sides returned to the court again!
Massachusetts gets the ball on first down of the second half