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The UMass point guard drives the ball across the court, his eyes constantly searching for his teammates.

After returning from the break, they played as a better team and more patiently.

After passing the ball many times, Marcus Compete on the inside got another chance to play singles at the basket.

As the star player in the team, he would not miss such an opportunity, and he was turned around and feigned a shot and pretended to shoot.

The center of the University of Texas was inexperienced and was directly shaken by him.

At such a good time, Marcus Compete directly reached out and pushed it up.

"Beep!"

The referee's whistle sounded!

To make matters worse, the ball rolled into the basket after going around the basket!
Marcus Canbi successfully scored a 2+1!

Standing on the free throw line, Marcus Kanbi made an extra free throw to help the team get a good start in the second half!

"That's not good news for the University of Texas."

The on-site commentary is very accurate in analyzing the form on the field.

This 2+1, for the University of Texas, is simply a blow to the head!
Maybe it will extinguish their momentum of counterattack!
"OMG! My fault, guys."

The University of Texas center covered his head with guilt.

"It's okay, just keep being active like this!"

Zhou Ke walked over and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"We need your motivation!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Ke dribbled the ball to the half court. The front foot had just stepped over the center line, and the back foot, the two defenders on the opposite side came up to defend!

The two of them showed their teeth and claws aggressively, and they didn't give Zhou Ke any room to make a move.

Facing the pressure, Zhou Ke was very calm, his eyes were constantly looking for the breakthrough space and the position of his teammates.

But the other two, seeing that Zhou Ke didn't make a strong attack, instead became more aggressive and kept moving closer to Zhou Ke.

"Give face?"

Looking at the two people who were so aggressive, a cold light flashed in Zhou Ke's eyes, and then, with a flick of his wrist, a large crossover instantly threw the two of them a few steps away.

Press the button when you get the control of the shot, without hesitation, Zhou Ke directly pierces the logo position with a hundred steps!

This is not over yet, this three-pointer is just the beginning of the second half, when Zhou Ke became a god!
Afterwards, Zhou Ke scored crazy points with sudden shots from the inside, and made all kinds of unreasonable three-pointers from the outside!

Thousands of troops from the middle, watching the six directions, assisting teammates!For a moment, the bravery was invincible!
With rich means, it can be said that he can fly through the sky and escape from the ground, piercing Yang with a hundred steps, and can do anything!

The University of Massachusetts, known as the iron-blooded defense and the strongest shield, was almost smashed into a sieve by Zhou Ke alone!

No matter how they adjust their defensive tactics, Zhou Ke can always put the ball into the damn basket unbelievably!
In the first half, how did the University of Massachusetts perform and how brutal it was, and Zhou Ke in the second half gave it all back!

The inside core of the University of Massachusetts and the best defensive player in the NCAA, Marcus Compete, had been dunked by Zhou Ke in the second half for an unknown number of times.

After some performances, the University of Texas actually approached the score to single digits!

That impossible miracle seems to be staged in the home stadium of the University of Texas!

"Today, God put on Zhou Ke's jersey!"

The fans and commentators at the scene were all shocked by Zhou Ke's scoring ability like cutting melons and vegetables.

They didn't shy away from their compliments, because Zhou Ke at this moment deserved any compliments!
Seeing that the point difference was gradually eroded by Zhou Ke, the head coach of the University of Massachusetts finally realized the seriousness of the problem!
He immediately called a late timeout, hoping to use this timeout to cool off Zhou Ke's unstoppable touch.

Because of this timeout, he has no tactics to restrict Zhou Ke.

I can only hope that Zhou Ke's hand feel will decline after the timeout.

"Zhou Ke stopped the University of Massachusetts!"

The on-site commentary analyzed: "But I think this timeout can be called earlier."

"Yes, I feel the same way. I think Massachusetts wants to use this timeout to cool down Zhou Ke's heaven-defying touch."

"I don't know if Zhou Ke can maintain the unbelievable touch just now after the timeout is over."

The analysis by the two commentators was very precise.

On the UMass bench, their coach is mobilizing troops.

"We have to stall for time, understand? Time is on our side."

In addition to suspending the cooldown, he also has another trick, which is the dragging formula.

As long as they can run out of time before the University of Texas catches up with the score, they can still hold on to this victory!

Soon the pause time is over.

The game continues!

When Zhou Ke received the sideline ball, the defensive players from the University of Massachusetts still swarmed up. Although the effect was not obvious, their defensive strategy followed a principle from the beginning to the end, that is, to keep an eye on Zhou Ke!
Faced with a double-team of almost five people, Zhou Ke went straight to the needle.The ball was delivered steadily from the gap to the open teammates at the top of the arc.

The latter also lived up to expectations. After the adjustment, he made a steady three-pointer and successfully scored!
The point difference once again narrowed by three points!
78: 84!

The University of Texas is only six points away!
At the moment of life and death, the players from the University of Massachusetts also tried their best to bite on the offensive end.

In the following time, the battle situation of the two teams was very anxious, you come and I will not give in to each other.

But all of this, until the last 3 minutes of the second half, Zhou Ke was outside the three-point line, shaking his defense and making a three-pointer and was about to shoot!

Next to him, Marcus Kanbi, who was ready to defend at any time, immediately rushed forward, trying to give Zhou Ke a big hat, a shameful blow!
Watching that huge palm of Marcus Compete rushing towards him.

Zhou Ke didn't have the slightest fear, and shot resolutely against Marcus Kanbi's supplementary defense!

The ball was shot steadily, almost flying out of Marcus Compete's fingertips!

"Crack!" "Beep!"

"brush!"

Successfully scored three points!At the same time the whistle sounded!
Zhou Ke scored a 3+1!

This three-pointer was like a sickle of death, slashing at the hearts of UMass fans!

As the ball went into the net, the scene suddenly fell silent, and after a while.

The entire arena was overwhelmed by the shouts of fans resounding through the sky!

On the court, Zhou Ke made a steady hit and added a penalty!
85: 84!
In the whole game, the University of Texas surpassed the score for the first time!
The opportunity to create miracles and create history is at hand!

"God, God, God, my fault, my fault."

After watching Zhou Ke score the serve, Marcus Compete almost collapsed.

He held his head in pain, looking at the score on the scoreboard, in disbelief.