Basketball Myth: Super Guard

Chapter 43 Advance to the Finals
In the last minute, everyone stared at the court with bated breath, and the entire arena suddenly fell silent.

The two sides returned to the field and attacked in four.

After Zhou Hongyuan came to the front court, he passed the ball to Qu Yan, and let Qu Yan play singles. The last person in the fourth middle school was Qu Yan. He got the ball and leaned against Wang Lei. Wang Lei gritted his teeth and stared at Qu Yan, Qu Yan began to play back singles, Qin Hao stepped forward to help defend, Qu Yan split the ball, and when Qin Hao moved away, the ball returned to him.

At this time, Qu Yan had already reached the three-second zone, and pushed back, but found that he couldn't push Wang Lei. He couldn't help frowning, but he didn't have time to hesitate, and immediately turned over and shot a jumper.

"I will never let you in." Wang Lei jumped up and flew to block the shot.

This time, Wang Lei jumped very high, which surprised everyone. Qu Yan's turnaround jump shot itself widened the distance between the two. With his height and long arms, it was impossible for Wang Lei to touch the basketball. This time he did.

Even if it's just a little fingertip rubbing, it's enough.

"Not good." Qu Yan's expression changed drastically, and he quickly shouted: "Lu, rebound."

When Lu reacted, he saw the basketball bouncing off the rim, and it really didn't go in. He was about to jump up to get the rebound, but someone was faster than him.Guo Kai roared, jumped up first, grabbed the basketball ahead of Lu, and grabbed the basketball first.

"Damn it." Lu was annoyed, but helpless.

"Return to defense." Qu Yan could only sigh helplessly when he saw it, and shouted: "Defend this ball, we still have a chance."

However, everyone knows that there is little hope of winning in the No. [-] Middle School.

The point difference is 4 points, and there are 40 seconds left in the game. Both sides have an attack time. Even if the fourth middle school can defend against the seventh middle school's attack, there will only be a lot of time left for them. They want to catch up with the fourth The score difference is too difficult.

"Wang Lei defended the ball well."

"Guo Kai also got a good rebound. Huh, fortunately, the ball was defended."

In the auditorium, the students of No. [-] Middle School all breathed a sigh of relief.

The fourth middle school students were full of worry and extremely nervous.

As soon as Qin Hao passed the halfway line, Zhou Hongyuan came up to meet him, constantly oppressing Qin Hao, reaching for the ball, time was running out, and the fourth middle school had to try to make the seventh middle school make mistakes.

However, Qin Hao is extremely experienced, protecting the ball with one hand and dribbling the ball with the other, without giving Zhou Hongyuan a chance to make a move. Accelerating forward, Zhou Hongyuan still maintained the forward pounce, and was called a foul immediately.

"Why did I foul?" Zhou Hongyuan argued with the referee with a bitter face.

The referee ignored it and just indicated that the foul count was full. Qin Hao went to the free throw line and executed two free throws.As the game became more intense in the second half, there were more fouls. The number of team fouls on both sides was already full, and even if it wasn't a shooting foul, they had to go to the free throw line.

Qu Yan came over, patted Zhou Hongyuan on the shoulder, and comforted him: "It's okay, there is not enough time, so let's treat it as a 'foul tactic'."

Zhou Hongyuan smiled wryly, he wanted a big foul tactic, but if he could defend the ball and score another one quickly, then it would be meaningful to play a foul tactic.

Fouling at this time is tantamount to giving away the head.

"here you go."

"Hold on, get the ball in."

The teammates high-fived Qin Hao one after another. As long as Qin Hao hits two free throws, the game will be considered stable.

Qin Hao nodded and walked to the free throw line.

For a moment, a huge uproar erupted from the auditorium. The students of No. [-] Middle School no longer remained silent, and they didn't know who led it. Hundreds of students from No. [-] Middle School stood up in unison, booing, cursing, and still waving their arms. , Some people even took off their clothes and waved them in their hands, just wanting to disturb Qin Hao.

"That's it?" Qin Hao smiled. He was a professional player back then, and he has seen many more battles than this. Just you guys, it's really a child's play.

Swish!
With a flick of his wrist, Qin Hao hit the first free throw, and the noise of the No. [-] Middle School students in the auditorium immediately became much quieter.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Hao took a deep breath and made another shot. The basketball crossed an arc, and finally made a steady hit without being affected by the audience. In terms of psychological quality, everyone present is a little brother.

Well, literally the little brother.

At 76:70, the lead was 6 points, because Zhou Hongyuan fouled early, and there were 30 seconds left in the game, but 30 seconds to chase 6 points, is it possible?

"beep!"

The coach of the No. [-] Middle School asked for a timeout and arranged tactics.

In fact, there is nothing to arrange at this time. It is nothing more than grabbing a three-pointer first, and then seize the time to play foul tactics, send the opponent to the free throw line, and then pray that the opponent does not make a free throw.

However, looking at Qin Hao's free throws today, he only missed one. The coach of the No. [-] Middle School sighed secretly, and the game may have already been explained.

In fact, it was simpler than what he thought. The fourth middle school failed to score three points, and the game completely lost its suspense. Although the fourth middle school still used foul tactics, it was just to give Qin Hao an increase in points. .

"beep"

When the game was over, the score was 78:72, and one of the four goals was scored in the last few seconds, but it didn't help.

At the end of the game, No.6 won by [-] points and advanced to the final.

"We won, we reached the final."

"Haha, we won, long live Seventh High School!"

The students of No. [-] Middle School shouted excitedly, very happy.

The students of No. [-] Middle School not far away were collectively silent. With disappointment and unwillingness, they got up one by one, just wanting to leave here quickly.

on the field.

The players from both sides shook hands. Qu Yan looked at Qin Hao, who was a head shorter than himself, and said unwillingly: "You are lucky this time, and we will never lose to you again next time."

Qin Hao shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, I'm afraid there won't be a next time."

Qu Yan was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Until he left the arena, Qu Yan still didn't understand what Qin Hao meant. There will be no next time. Do you think the two teams will not meet again next year?
No.[-] middle school players boarded the bus.

Because it was the weekend, there was no need to go back to school, and the bus sent the players home directly.

The bus was immersed in joy along the way, beating the No. [-] middle school and reaching the finals. They have never been so close to the city championship—only one step away!

Qin Hao didn't intend to participate, but how could his teammates let him go? Qin Hao scored 16 points and 6 assists today, not the team's most points. Jiang Feng scored the most points in the team with 18 points, but Qin Hao Hao is the biggest contributor to the team's victory.

If Qin Hao hadn't played with an injury and knocked out the opponent's twin towers, the No. [-] Middle School would have been at a disadvantage, and might not be able to win the game.

"Qin Hao, you are amazing today."

"Hey, how about you have to rely on you at the critical moment. It was the same with the No. [-] middle school last time. If you didn't stand up, the outcome is really uncertain."

Everyone said.

Qin Hao smiled modestly and said in his heart that compared with my peak strength, I am too weak now, and I really have nothing to be proud of.

(End of this chapter)