The game resumed. Zhang Mingyu stopped outside the three-point line to hold Qin Ze. If Qin Ze broke the ball inside, they would pass the ball to Zhang Mingyu, who threw a three-point ball when there was no defense.

The tactical effect was immediate, allowing Zhang Mingyu to win a three-point ball smoothly, and Bancun youth and another person each scored two points. At this time, the score on the field is 31-22, and the score is still getting closer, but looking at the momentum, it is very difficult to surpass before the end of the game.

"This is tricky." Zhao Ba Liang was grinning and sweating.

Qin Ze nodded. This is the so-called "single tree is difficult to support". In the team competition, no matter how outstanding the individual ability is, it is only the highlight and highlight. It is easy to be targeted and suppressed. This is what Qin Ze learned in the game. Unless the king abuse brass, but these basketball teams are obviously not rookies.

"System, exchange three-point skills." Qin Ze silently communicated with the system. A few meters away, the basketball was driven in the other side's hands. As long as Qin Ze guards Zhang Mingyu, they won't let the ball go this way.

Qin Ze's feet moved, and his leg muscles worked hard. The powerful explosive force pushed him out, cutting the ball like a gust of wind and attacking with the ball.

At the moment of starting the ball, there was no previous astringency and stagnation, but a sense of smoothness like an arm, as if he was born the king of the court and naturally close.

Zhangmingyu ran frantically, chasing his back, and shouted to his companions, "keep an eye on your people, don't let them catch and shoot."

Qin Ze himself can't shoot. He has been playing assists. This is the judgment of zhangmingyu and others. If you stop those guys, you'll stop Qin Ze.

Qin Ze, who rushed to the three-point line, made an unexpected action. He made an emergency stop, took off and shot, and his action flowed without delay.

He is in a hurry!

Zhangmingyu is not surprised but happy, regardless of whether it is a master duel or a confrontation between the two armies. As long as either party is anxious and eager, it is not far from failure. In this case, the more shots Qin Ze can make, the more mistakes he makes.

Ten goals at most, and the difference between the two sides is nearly ten.

His explosive and bouncing power, which he was proud of, was restrained by us.

It's strange that he's not in a hurry.

Joy surged from the bottom of my heart, and Zhang Mingyu's eyes kept rising and rising with the flying ball, and landed at the highest point... After the basketball drew a perfect half arc, it entered the net!

Zhangmingyu's pupils contracted instantly, and the surging joy dissipated in an instant.

How is that possible?

It's impossible!

“fuck！”

He heard the Bancun youth scold not far away.

A moment later, there was a roar of applause and shouts.

The three-point ball can cause cheers and emotions wherever it is.

Qin Ze has a confident smile on his mouth. What I'm proud of is not his bouncing power or explosive power, but his enlightening (river crab) method. What if you are a full-scale large size, which can stop me from opening the plug-in?

This time, Zhang Mingyu served. After being suppressed by Qin Ze several times, he dismissed the idea of being active on the basketball court. He was not active, and it was difficult for Qin Ze to be active in defending him. We are all experts here, and you are a rookie. Thinking so, zhangmingyu felt better. She took the ball just now as a blind cat, and had a bad luck.

A group of people burst into Qin Ze's basketball box from their own basketball box, and easily scored with tacit pick and roll.

The Bancun youth applauded and shouted, "good!"

Next, tongziji served and passed the ball to Liu Ziqiang in the principle of proximity. Liu Ziqiang dribbled wildly and was intercepted by two people under the basket frame. Qin Ze came around from the three-point line and shouted, "here!"

Liu Ziqiang hesitated for a moment. He finally broke into the inside line and just passed back the three-point line. Isn't it in vain. After the corner of his eye was swept, Lao Wang and tongziji were stared at. Zhao Ba Liang was under his own basket at the other end, and Zhang Mingyu was temporarily thrown away by Qin Ze, a few meters behind. Only Qin Ze didn't defend for the time being. He gritted his teeth and threw the ball out with force.

Qin Ze jumped up and caught the basketball. Yu Guang glanced at Zhang Mingyu and rushed to him. He made a fake shot.

Zhangmingyu immediately jumped to block.

Even if I know you can't shoot, I won't let you shoot easily.

But who thought it was Qin Ze's fake action, and he threw himself into the air. When he landed, Qin Ze jumped up and threw a basketball.

Zhangmingyu's eyes follow basketball all the time. I don't believe you can still enter!

"Whoosh!"

Join the network!

Another three pointer!

"Good qinze." Zhao Ba Liang shouted under his basket in the distance.

Lao Wang tongziji Liu Ziqiang shouted excitedly. The three-point goal was beautiful, and they saw the hope of victory.

Outside, the audience was excited.

"It's in again. It's great."

"No worse than zhangmingyu."

"Qin Ze threw three-point shots so badly, why didn't he throw them before?"

"Poof... Don't tell me, he deliberately pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger and hit Zhang Mingyu in the face."

Zhangmingyu stood still, clenching his teeth. His eyes skipped the cheering Liu Ziqiang and others, and fell on the faces of Bancun youth and several teammates. Everyone looked the same gloomy. It's nothing to be lucky, but if Qin Ze is really a man of his own, the situation will be in trouble. How can we play with the broken ball, the powerful blocked cap and the accurate three-point shot?

Bancun youth came over with a basketball in his arms and didn't kick off directly. Instead, he whispered to zhangmingyu and others: "play fast ball directly and keep the tactics unchanged. Forget everything else. In terms of physical strength and scoring skills, we are better than them. Moreover, our scores are temporarily ahead. Playing fast ball doesn't give them a chance to breathe. In the end, it must be that we hit 50 points first."

He is on the basketball team and has this vision and decision-making ability.

Hearing the speech, zhangmingyu nodded thoughtfully, "that's it. I'll trouble a few brothers today. I'll invite everyone out to play in the evening."

Several people suddenly brightened their eyes. Zhang Mingyu's so-called going out to play is naturally an adult's "play", just drinking and singing. They are really not interested.

The game continued, and the people of the basketball team opened their fire completely, regardless of their physical strength. Soon, the hearts of the children and the old Wang were more than enough. Their physical strength is limited, and they played ball games for a long time before. Now I'm out of breath. It was all supported by Qin Ze, rushing left and right, steals, blocks, three-point shots

The score rises alternately!

36—27

40—38

44—40

48—48

"Flat!"

Li Liang shouted.

The spirits of both sides on the court were shocked, and the momentum changed in vain, becoming murderous and high spirited.

The last ball!

Who wins and who loses, who is grandson and who is Grandpa, depends on who is first in this last ball!

The shouting outside stopped, and everyone mentioned a heart, excited and looking forward to it. This game was very interesting. There was no crushing, no overwhelming and overwhelming defeat. It could be called a climax. It pushed the score to a level near the finish line.

It's more interesting than the school basketball team.

Zhang Mingyu's supporters, more than a dozen glass hearted girls, clenched their fists.

The board inch youth ran outside the boundary with the ball in his arms, slowly exhaled a breath, and calmed down his excited and complex emotions. Zhangmingyu nodded slightly at him, indicating that he could serve. Qin ZEMO silently blocked zhangmingyu in front of him, so that Bancun youth gave up the idea of passing the ball to zhangmingyu, and instead passed the ball to another teammate.

Campus forum!

"Landlord, more than ten minutes have passed. Is the game over?"

"Not yet, but it's the last moment." not long after, the landlord replied, and his mobile phone had a message prompt, "it's too exciting, it's too exciting, you can't guess what the score is now."

“50—20？”

"Don't tease, didn't the landlord say it's not over yet?"

“49—9？”

"Poof..."

The landlord made a "Heaven Lulu" expression: "48-48!"

"Really? I'll go!"

"I don't read much. Don't lie to me, landlord."

"Ouch, it's good. Don't stop me. I'm going to the basketball court."

"Landlord, who owns the ball now!"

The landlord replied, "er... Here is zhangmingyu."

"That's over. Whoever controls the ball first wins half, not to mention the basketball team!"

"Live broadcast the results quickly. We need to see Qin Ze call Grandpa."

"Yes, yes, this paragraph must not be lost. We need to see the king of slapping face be slapped."

"Although Qin Ze is good at playing basketball, I also think he has no hope. After all, zhangmingyu is on the basketball team."

"First of all, I'm not a sister. Zhangmingyu is my brother. I'm not at school today, otherwise I'm bound to go to the stadium to cheer him on. Who's Qin Ze?"

"With him, he deserves to step on zhangmingyu to become famous? Don't look at what you are."

"There is nothing fair or unfair. He is powerful, and zhangmingyu is not bad. Basketball games still depend on the overall quality. Qin Ze can't!"

At this time, the guy who controls the ball dribbles and bursts in. The number 55 is written on his basketball shirt. No. 55 just rushed to the inside line, and was stopped by Liu Ziqiang and tongziji. No. 55 glanced quickly across the position of his teammates. There was one under the basket, but there was a big man (Zhao Ba Liang) staring at him and couldn't pass. Zhangmingyu has Qin Ze staring at him and can't pass. There is only one who is not defended. The guy who originally defended him (Liu Ziqiang) came to defend me, and Zhu Yunfei (ban Cun youth) is behind me

When his eyes turned sharply, he saw Liu Ziqiang reach for the ball, make a quick decision and try to throw the ball to his teammates who were not defended.

Qin Ze stared at him from beginning to end, and immediately understood his purpose. The powerful explosive force pushed him to rush to the fish that escaped the net, waiting for this moment.

However, at this time, No. 55's gesture to throw the ball was slightly stiff, which was just a fake action, and he threw the ball back.

I'm also waiting for this moment. I know your explosive power and bouncing power are amazing. How can I not prevent you?

Ban Cun youth mysteriously killed out from behind him, and the tacit pick and roll of No. 55 briefly stopped Tong Ziji and Liu Ziqiang. In this way, there is an empty space. The board inch youth dribbles the ball and rushes to the basket with big strides.

a step

Two steps

Leap up and buckle with one hand!

Qin Ze's pupils contracted.

Liu Ziqiang, Tong Ziji and Lao Wang turned their heads horribly, and saw him jump high and rush straight to the basket, with anxiety and despair in their eyes... Lost!

One handed snap!

The audience outside the court instantly raised their hearts to their throats, waiting for him to score, and then cheered.

At this time, if the picture was fixed on the face of Bancun youth, his expression was particularly ferocious.

I must score this goal.

When it was, my ear shook and roared, "when I don't exist."

At the same time, Zhang Mingyu and others shouted, "be careful behind!"

what the fuck!

This sentence again!

It was like a magic spell, which evoked the shadow of Bancun youth.

He immediately felt something strange behind him. When he was in mid air at this time, it was too late and impossible to take any preventive measures.

"Pa!"

One hand came from top to bottom and patted away the basketball in his hand.

"My God!" Someone exclaimed.

"On the high jump, I only obey Qin Ze."

"My darling, I can't bear it."

"It's wonderful, it's wonderful."

"Best in the audience: Qin Ze!"

"Qin Ze, go to hell, zhangmingyu, come on."

"Zhangmingyu, come on."

"Zhangmingyu, come on."

After Qin Ze fell to the ground, there was a layer of cold sweat on his back. Almost, he really lost. The task of 300 points was indeed not so easy, which could be called the most difficult task he had encountered. Even if there is systematic cheating, it is not certain to win. Once he loses, Qin Ze's points are negative. He has 320 points before, which can be exchanged for shooting expertise. The call fee is 40 points, and the remaining points are 280.

Can't afford to lose, he can't afford to lose!

Zhao Ba Liang, who was almost playing soy sauce from beginning to end, saw the basketball fall from the sky, held it in his arms, and his eyes were fierce shooting everywhere.

Near the midfield, Lao Wang suddenly raised his index finger and signaled Zhao Ba Liang to pass the ball.

Zhao Ba Liang threw the basketball hard and shouted, "Lao Wang!! it's all up to you..."

This roar shocked the dejected zhangmingyu, Bancun youth and others back to their senses, and their faces changed greatly.

The game is not over yet!

Zhangmingyu shouted, "stop him!"

The Bancun youth shouted, "I'd rather break the rules and stop!"

Lao Wang is like a weasel who stole a chicken. The thief runs fast. Behind him is a group of hungry basketball players.

It's too late!

They are faster than me and can't go inside to shoot.

Lao Wang stopped suddenly in the sprint and didn't have time to adjust his body, take off and shoot!

Someone behind him bumped into his back angrily, completely ignoring the foul, or deliberately committing a foul.

Lao Wang staggered forward and fell down. In the process of falling, he always looked up and looked at the trajectory of the basketball.

Be sure to enter!

At this moment, no one cares about the intentional foul. The whole court is silent, time seems to freeze, and everyone's eyes follow the ball. In addition, there is only his own heartbeat.

Goals and wins!

In the next second.

Several girls covered their eyes, but peeked through their fingers.

The basketball hit the basket and bounced out.

"If you rush, you won't enter."

"Almost killed, mom, my heart is dead."

"Should it be so exciting?"

"Ah, ah, ah..." some girls screamed even more.

Lao Wang threw himself on the ground and hammered the hard concrete ground with force, and his frustration and despair floated to his heart.

Liu Ziqiang, Tong Ziji and Zhao Ba Liang opened their mouths slightly, instantly as if they had been drained of their energy, and their hearts were empty.

"Rebound!" Zhangmingyu is excited and can't wait to roar up to the sky.

"We haven't lost yet. We still have hope." Bancun youth was also excited.

Several other teammates also cheered and jumped to grab the backboard.

"Ah... Back!" Outside, a girl suddenly shouted.

Hearing this sentence, the hair of the Bancun youth was straight up, like a nightmare.

Zhangmingyu was stiff all over.

Hundreds of onlookers, hundreds of pairs of eyes, there is a figure like a loaded shell, carrying the roar of the wind.

He flashed over zhangmingyu and Bancun youth and jumped at the free throw line.

That figure, like a soaring eagle, wants to hit the sky angrily.

He put his hands around the bouncing basketball, and his body leaned back in midair, just like a strong bow. Then from the soaring eagle to the eagle attacking the prey.

Slam dunk!

"Bang!"

The dull and loud voice spread throughout the audience.

The basketball played weaker and weaker on the ground, but no one cheered and cheered. Everyone's eyes were focused on the boy who was still hanging on the basket frame.

Many people can clearly remember this scene ten or twenty years later.