Basketball Myth: Super Guard

Chapter 351
Seeing Qin Hao's arrival, the players in Yunzhou No. [-] Middle School couldn't help frowning.

Qin Hao's sudden appearance at this time must have greatly boosted the morale of Yuyang No. [-] Middle School, but it was not good news for Yunzhou No. [-] Middle School.

After a moment, the pause ends.

When the two sides returned to the field, the players of Yunzhou No. [-] Middle School immediately felt a rushing momentum, and the players of Yuyang No. [-] Middle School seemed to have changed their eyes.

Each pupil seemed to be burning with flames, with fierce fighting intent rising.

"Be careful." Jiang Chengjie frowned and shouted, "Be careful."

"Ah."

"clear."

Several teammates nodded in unison.

Zhao Xuebing advanced with the ball, and when he reached the front court, he saw Jiang Feng holding out his hands for the ball. He passed it immediately, and then gestured to his teammates to move away.

Yuan Fang stepped forward and opened his hands to block Jiang Feng.

The next moment, Jiang Feng started, accelerated to the left, and took the first step so fast that Yuan Fang's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly retreated and turned sideways at the same time.Because he couldn't guarantee that he could block Jiang Feng's first step, he turned sideways so that he would not be completely passed by when he couldn't block it, and he could stick to Jiang Feng.

But after Jiang Feng took a step, he suddenly paused, and dribbled the ball under his crotch again. He slapped the ball to the right with his left hand, changed direction instantly, and broke through from the right side instead.

"Not good." Yuan Fang cried out inwardly. His sideways movement just now made it impossible for him to move sideways immediately, so it was difficult to block Jiang Feng's change of direction.

Whoosh!
Jiang Feng passed Yuan Fang as soon as he accelerated again, and then rushed to the inside line.

Luo Ju subconsciously stepped forward to defend, but Jiang Feng suddenly threw the ball towards the basket. Luo Ju turned his head and saw Wang Lei suddenly make an air cut and rushed in from the outside. Power forward Ye Ming wanted to stop him but was caught Wang Lei slammed away arrogantly, and then Wang Lei jumped up, grabbed the basketball in the air, and took advantage of the opportunity to make an alley-oop dunk.

Bang!
A blast.

Wang Lei hangs the frame with both hands and bends the basket downward.

This slam dunk was almost explosive, the movement was not gorgeous, but it was full of strength, the basket was pulled and deformed, and when Wang Lei let go, there was a bouncing sound.

Scalp tingling.

"Good shot." Qin Hao stood up and cheered loudly.

Immediately, more people began to cheer, cheering for Wang Lei's lob dunk.

For a moment, the auditorium was thunderous, the cheers were like mountains and tsunami, and the morale of Yuyang No. [-] Middle School skyrocketed again.

The point difference became 5 points.

Afterwards, Yunzhou No. [-] Middle School counterattacked, Jiang Chengjie played singles, but Yuan Xiaogang clung to him tightly, and couldn't get rid of it for a while. He frowned and passed the ball to Yuan Fang.

Yuan Fang singled Jiang Feng, but was almost intercepted by Jiang Feng, so he had to force his shot. The basketball bounced off the basket, was put in Guo Kai's arms, and passed to Jiang Feng.

After Jiang Feng got the ball, he counterattacked quickly, rushing towards the half court of Yunzhou No. [-] Middle School like a gust of wind.

"Quickly get back on defense."

"Stop him!"

The fans of Yunzhou No. [-] Middle School shouted loudly.

In a blink of an eye, Jiang Feng rushed to the frontcourt. The players of Yunzhou No. [-] Middle School quickly returned to defense, settled down in their defensive positions, and stared at Jiang Feng carefully.

But at this moment, Jiang Feng stopped suddenly. The figure running at high speed stopped suddenly, jumped up outside the three-point line, and made a three-point shot.

"Not good." Jiang Chengjie hurried over.

Swish!
Yet it was too late.

With a soft bang, the basketball made a hollow hit, and the point difference became 2 points.

But in a short time, in less than a minute, the 1-point difference was overtaken to only 7 points, and the angry fans of Yunzhou No. 2 Middle School scolded, but there was nothing they could do.

At this time, people couldn't help looking at Qin Hao on the sidelines.

There is no doubt that Qin Hao's arrival gave Yuyang No. [-] Middle School a shot in the arm. Even though he didn't play, he brought a force to Yuyang No. [-] Middle School.

"This Qin Hao, isn't this making trouble?" Yuan Shaohua, the coach of Yunzhou No. [-] Middle School, cursed one after another, and then called a timeout. The fight can't continue like this. Yuyang No. [-] Middle School is about to rise.

After the players came down, Yuan Shaohua began to arrange: "We have to interrupt the rhythm of Yuyang No. [-] Middle School, play patiently later, and try to score. When we turn to defense, the defensive intensity must be increased. If we can't defend, we will foul immediately , Even fouls cannot allow the opponent to score."

Several players agreed.

Seeing that Yuyang No. [-] Middle School is going to take advantage of this wave of momentum, Yunzhou No. [-] Middle School must interrupt the momentum of Yuyang No. [-] Middle School and disrupt their offensive rhythm. Once the rhythm is interrupted, this momentum will disappear.

But what made Yuan Shaohua depressed was that his players did commit a foul, but they failed to prevent the opponent from scoring. Jiang Feng twisted his body in the air when he encountered a foul. He couldn't even see the basket, but he threw the ball based on his feeling. into the basket.

A 2+1!

In the next few rounds, Yunzhou No. 10 Middle School fell into a disadvantage and failed to contain the momentum of Yuyang No. 2 Middle School. Yuyang No. 7 Middle School hit a 1:[-] shock wave. The original [-]-point lead disappeared. It was overtaken by Yuyang No. [-] Middle School by [-] point.

After overtaking the score, Yuyang No. [-] Middle School began to play steadily, firmly controlling the situation of the game and maintaining the lead.

Afterwards, the two sides switched to a rotation lineup. Several high school players from Yuyang No. [-] Middle School were sent to the field one after another.

By the end of the three quarters, Yu Yang led by 4 points in seven games.

"Whoa, whoa"

A few players from Yunzhou No. 7 Middle School were panting, with grief and depression in their eyes. They were leading by 7 points before, but since Qin Hao appeared, the situation changed suddenly. In minutes, Yunzhou led by 4 points and fell behind by [-] points.

How to be willing?

"No, the champion is ours." Jiang Chengjie clenched his fists and growled in his heart.

I stayed in Yunzhou No. [-] Middle School for the championship, and now I am only one step away from the championship. Is it going to lose to Yuyang No. [-] Middle School like last year?

He doesn't agree!

Entering the fourth quarter, Jiang Chengjie broke out.

First he broke through and scored, and then he fired from outside the three-point line, facing Yuan Xiaogang and hit a three-pointer, and then assisted Yuan Fang, who made a goal.

In a short time, under the leadership of Jiang Chengjie, Yunzhou No. 7 Middle School played a small wave of 0:[-], overtaking the score in one fell swoop.

"One year has passed, and Jiang Chengjie has become stronger." Qin Hao looked at Jiang Chengjie, still a little surprised, "I just didn't expect that he would choose to stay in Yunzhou No. [-] Middle School."

In the conversation last year, he thought that Jiang Chengjie would leave and go to the youth team.

In the end, Jiang Chengjie didn't, but chose to stay in Yunzhou No. [-] Middle School. Obviously, Yunzhou No. [-] Middle School and the National High School Basketball League championship trophy were very important to him.

"It's admirable that Jiang Chengjie can stay in Yunzhou No. [-] Middle School." Qin Hao was a little awed, but he still hoped that Yuyang No. [-] Middle School would win.

The stadium is like a battlefield, and there is no room for sympathy and softness.

(End of this chapter)