Basketball Myth: Super Guard

Chapter 40 Forge ahead
"beep"

The game continued, with seven attacks.

The five players on the field were Wang Lei, Zhao Hai, Jiang Feng, Wang Chengyu, and Qin Hao. Qin Hao took the ball in the backcourt and quickly came to the frontcourt. Qu Yan, Lu, substitute small forward Chen Donghe, Suning, Zhou Hongyuan, Zhou Hongyuan stepped forward and stared at Qin Hao with open hands.

After more than a quarter of the game, both sides got to know each other a little bit. Zhou Hongyuan had a serious expression on his face. He was one meter away from Qin Hao, and his eyes were fixed on Qin Hao's shoulder.

Qin Hao's breakthrough threat is too great.

"Pick-and-roll." Qin Hao gestured, Wang Lei came up to pick-and-roll, Qin Hao took advantage of the opportunity to throw Zhou Hongyuan away, and rushed to the inside line, still aiming to cause damage.

However, it was not Qu Yan who made up this time, but Lu. Lu was taller than Qu Yan. He just raised his hands and didn't jump, but even so, it was still like a human wall blocking the front, covering the Qin Hao's shot space, Qin Hao frowned, flicked his hand, and passed the ball.

After two more passes, it was finally passed to Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng took a tentative step, and suddenly pulled out to meet Chen Donghe.

Swish!
The ball goes in.

"Excellent." Zuo Xiaojun exclaimed.

Four attacks.

After Zhou Hongyuan came to the frontcourt, he passed the ball to Qu Yan. Qu Yan played with his back and Qin Hao stepped forward to help defend. One-on-one chance, one-on-one in the low position, Qu Yan's threat is too great.

Sure enough, Qu Yan passed the ball.

However, what was unexpected was that he did not pass to the outside line, but to the inside line, and directly gave the ball to the basket. Qin Hao turned his head and saw Lu jumping up. He was nearly ten centimeters taller than Zhao Hai, counting the upper arm. The gap between stretching and bouncing completely crushed Zhao Hai, took the ball off Zhao Hai's head, let out a loud shout, arched his buttocks, set Zhao Hai away, and immediately hit the ball.

"Nei Chuan Nei." Qin Hao frowned. If the opponent still has Nei Chuan Nei, it will be troublesome.

At the same time, Jiang Fangping was also frowning. The opponent's twin towers were full of intimidation just by standing inside.

The cooperation between two big men who are close to two meters is completely above the basket, and ordinary people can't reach it, let alone stop it.

"One has to be knocked out." Qin Hao glanced at Lu, asked for a pick-and-roll, then went straight to the inside, and jumped up to face Lu, the two confronted each other physically, Qin Hao was knocked sideways, but the referee didn't blow the whistle , Qin Hao gritted his teeth and forcibly threw the ball.

Swish!
The ball goes in.

"Unfortunately, the referee didn't blow the ball." Qin Hao felt a little regretful, but luckily the ball was scored.

In the next round, Qin Hao attacked the inside line again, so he went to find Lu, and first thought of a way to defeat Lu. His speed was very fast, and his timing was also very good. It was not difficult to break through. It is very disadvantageous in confrontation.

Attacking the inside line again and again, and confronting Lu, Qin Hao only felt pain all over his body, but he had to do it this way. When encountering a narrow road, the brave wins. Only by going forward bravely can there be hope of victory.

"Tsk tsk, the No. [-] middle school is very aggressive."

"It's quite fierce. They always go inside and kill Qu Yan and Lu. If it were me, I would definitely not do it. It's too bad for my body."

"This is a competition, so if you don't do it, you have to do it. Otherwise, the No. 1.7 Middle School can win the score? It's just that Qin Hao is only [-] meters tall. It's really a disadvantage to rush to the inside like this."

There are also some sensible people in the audience, who know that the No. [-] Middle School has to do this. It is difficult to win the ball without attacking the inside and only relying on outside shots.After all, the three-point rain hasn't even become popular in the NBA these days, and the Warriors haven't built a three-point team yet, let alone a high school team.

There are not many who can really shoot three-pointers.

At this time, the domestic high school basketball circle still adheres to the consistent tradition, mainly relying on the inside, and height is king. It is not that there are no outstanding outside players, but few specialize in three-pointers.

Only Zhao Xuebing, Wang Chengyu, and Jiang Feng can shoot three-pointers in the seven. Qin Hao can count as half of them. He generally doesn't vote.

Even for Zhao Xuebing, Wang Chengyu, and Jiang Feng, the three-point shooting percentage is not very stable, probably around 30.00%.

And because of the limitations of the times, three-pointers are not yet popular. In fact, everyone doesn't like to shoot three-pointers. They still believe in a sentence-the closer to the basket, the easier it is to score!

This was true, but it was later broken by a group of waves.

Because three-pointers are not very reliable, the Seventh Middle School has no choice but to go inside. Otherwise, blindly shooting outside shots will be a waste of time, which is equivalent to sending food.

"Pick and roll."

on the field.

Qin Hao made a gesture, used the pick-and-roll to break through again, and resolutely rushed into the inside line, his sharp eyes startled Lu, seeing Qin Hao rushing, he jumped up subconsciously.

Qin Hao smiled, hugged the ball and just stood on tiptoes instead of taking off. He waited until Lu Ren was in the air before taking off, activated the "Pengci Dafa", and leaned on Lu.

"Damn it, I was fooled." Lu was annoyed, waving his arms, and directed at the basketball sector, "I will never let you score 2+1."

"Snapped!"

"beep!"

Thugs, blow the whistle.

The referee pointed at Lu and gave him a foul.

The people didn't cheer, they just looked at Qin Hao worriedly, and Qin Hao hugged his head in pain.

"what happened?"

"It seems to be injured."

"Oh, it's bleeding."

someone exclaimed.

Only then did people notice that there was a streak of bright red blood oozing from between Qin Hao's fingers, and they couldn't help but panic.

The No. [-] Middle School players even thumped their hearts, they all surrounded Qin Hao, Jiang Xue covered her small mouth, her face was full of anxiety, Jiang Fangping stood up, and even called a timeout.

"How is it, Qin Hao, are you okay?"

"Qin Hao."

The players from the No.[-] Middle School surrounded Qin Hao, those who hadn't played, Jiang Fangping and Jiang Xue also came to the side, all looked at Qin Hao worriedly.

Qin Hao let go, bared his teeth, and said with a wry smile, "Fortunately, it's just a skin trauma."

Only then did people see that his brow bone was broken, blood gushed out, blurred his eyes, and slid down his face.

"Ah!" Jiang Xue cried out in fright.

"Don't be afraid." Qin Hao smiled at her, "It's just a small injury."

This obviously looked scary, but Qin Hao was still laughing.

Jiang Xue looked at Qin Hao, only feeling that Qin Hao's smile made people feel distressed.

Jiang Fangping asked his teammates to check Qin Hao. The team doctor took care of it, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Fortunately, the wound is not big, so I don't need stitches. I'll take care of it first." Then the team doctor began to clean the wound, and then used a medical band-aid to cover the wound. Stop the bleeding.

Everyone in the Seventh Middle School breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Hao exhaled and said to his teammates: "Without sacrifice, there is no victory. This little injury is nothing, but it's a pity that it didn't make 2+1."

"It's all like this and I still think about 2+1." Jiang Xue shouted.

Jiang Feng was taken aback, looked at his sister, and said in his heart that it was Qin Hao who was hurt, why are you so nervous?
Jiang Xue also reacted and turned around.

"Qin Hao." Jiang Fangping patted Qin Hao on the shoulder and said, "Come down and rest after taking the free throw."

"No." Qin Hao shook his head, "Coach, let me continue playing. There is only 1 minute left in this quarter. I want to stay on the court. We are still 2 points behind."

Jiang Fangping hesitated for a moment, exchanged glances with the team doctor, and then nodded: "Okay, you continue to fight, but be careful not to fight so hard."

Qin Hao smiled brightly: "Don't worry, it was just an accident."

(End of this chapter)