"Wow!"

"Come on Nanyu!"

Seeing the players of Nanyu appear again, the students of Nanyu on the sidelines couldn't help but give them warm applause and cheers!

However, Lan Duo and the others, who were sitting on the bench, burst into contempt for Sikong Jun and the others inappropriately. The boo was so loud that even the people in Fengling Middle School could hear it!

Ling Baichuan frowned and said a little strangely: "What's wrong with them? Are you having internal strife?"

Perhaps it was because I was too far behind in the score, and everyone was not very excited. After hearing Ling Baichuan's words, Coach Fengling couldn't help but turn his face and shouted at him: "Just take care of yourself! Ask so much, why do you do!"

After being yelled by the coach, Ling Baichuan couldn't help but shrink his head back in fear, and stopped asking about anything else, and began to focus all his attention on the court.

"Yang Biao! When the game starts later, you don't leave any room to attack with me! There are other people, you can let go of your hands and fight! If I find that one of you has a negative game, don't blame me for pressing you to death on the bench! Did you hear it?" Coach Fengling once again told the five players who were about to play, and there was no room for negotiation in his words!

"Yes! Coach!"

"Okay! Come on the court!" Coach Fengling waved his hand, and the five players on the court walked onto the court in a rainbow of momentum.

"Hey! Commander! Why didn't they shout slogans?" Yue Tianyue bent down slightly and asked quietly in Sikong Jun's ear.

"The competition is about to start! Where are your focus? Give me some attention!" Sikong Jun turned his head slightly and waved his hand to Yue Tianyue, "Go back to your own position!"

"Oh!" Yue Tianyue responded angrily and moved to the side slowly.

Seeing Yue Tianyue walking stiffly, Sikong Jun couldn't help but scream: Yue Tianyue, this guy, shouldn't he be nervous!

However, before Sikong Jun could make psychological adjustments for Yue Tianyue, the Fengling players had already brought the ball to attack!

Their substitute point guard Yang Botao will organize the offense in Fengling.

Sikong Jun looked at the ordinary boy in front of him who didn't look particularly outstanding, but his right hand dribbling was surprisingly stable!

Although Yang Botao's center of gravity is not very low, the height of the basketball rebound is almost the same as his waist! If a dribble like this, as long as Sikong Jun takes action to break the ball, even if he won't cut the ball, it will disrupt the opponent's dribble rhythm and wait for an opportunity to cause some trouble for the opponent!

Even so, Sikong Jun subconsciously judged in his heart that if he rashly reached out to break the ball, he would definitely be passed by the opponent in one step!

Look at this Yang Botao, he is not a good person! At least he is much stronger than Zhang Xiaotao in the first quarter just now! Did Fengling deliberately arrange a strong player to the second quarter? But facing our almost twenty ahead! They can catch up with just one quarter? While Sikong Jun was guessing in his heart, he couldn't help but stand firm and was ready to deal with the other party's breakthrough at any time!

Yang Botao glanced at Sikong Jun in front of him with disdain, and then suddenly activated! He carried the ball in his right hand and was about to break through to Sikong Jun's left side!

However, Sikong Jun did not completely lose his position, but just moved a small step to the left, and the light breeze and drizzle dissolved Yang Botao's offensive!

Yang Botao was slightly surprised, held the dribble and confronted Sikong Jun again for a while, and found that the opponent, a handsome boy with a pretty appearance, did not rashly stick it up to break his ball, and his defensive standing posture was very steady, and he did not lose his position because of his fake movements. He couldn't help but look up at Sikong Jun in his heart.

It seems that Nan Yu also hides some powerful players on the bench! Yang Botao sighed in his heart.

"Brother Tao! Here!"

Yang Biao took advantage of the pick-and-roll cover of his teammates to get rid of Zhang Ruifan's entanglement and suddenly came out from one side!

Yang Botao also took the opportunity to throw the ball towards Yang Biao’s place!

Yang Botao caught the pass and made a slight adjustment, pulled it straight and jumped up! He raised his hand and made a mid-range shot!

Zhang Ruifan, who defended Yang Biao, did not have the perverted speed of Landuo and Dong Shijie. He watched Yang Biao shoot the ball easily, and then he could only pray that he would not shoot!

What kind of shooting is this!

The arc of the basketball thrown by Yang Biao was not very high, almost forming a parallel line with the floor! It was like a whistling shell! It flew straight towards the basket!

"Rebound!"

Seeing such a strange arc of basketball, Hu Yiwan and Fang Shuo, who had an absolute advantage in the basket, were like two temporary walls built under the basket, and stuck the two inside players in Fengling under the basket and were unable to move!

Just when Hu Yiwan and Fang Shuo thought the rebound was almost certain, the basketball actually hit the black box on the rebound and bounced into the basket!

"What! I actually went in!" Hu Yiwan and Fang Shuo looked at the basketball coming out of the net, looking at each other without any confidence in their eyes!

"Beautiful throw! Biaozi!" Yang Botao reached out and pounded Yang Biao's chest to show encouragement.

"It's all good news from Brother Tao! Haha!" Yang Biao rubbed his pounded chest and said modestly with a dry smile.

"Let's go! Go back to defense!" The boy who just played the pick-and-roll for Yang Biao also gave Yang Biao an encouraging look. After reminding the two of them, he took the lead in retreating to his own position and going back to his position.

Zhang Ruifan looked at the three of them leaving behind, as if he still hadn't reacted from Yang Biao's strange shot just now, and muttered: "What a strange shot!"

"Fanzi, be careful! I think that Yang Biao is very strong!" Sikong Jun reminded Zhang Ruifan with kindness, "And that pick-and-roll guy and the guy who organized the offense seem to be the genuine starter of Fengling Middle School!"

"It would be fine if the goal just scored was just a lucky draw, but if it was his own shooting method, then you should be careful!" Fang Shuo also interrupted. Yang Biao's attacking method had almost no adjustment after receiving the ball, and directly pulled it up and shot it really made Fang Shuo feel scared, because Yang Biao's attack method just now was a complete defeat for Zhang Ruifan!

"Okay! I understand! Commander, pass the ball to me later! Let's see how I can give him one!" Zhang Ruifan said to Sikong Jun with a chuckling.

"Okay! Okay! What are you talking about! Get ready to attack!" Hu Yiwan, who was preparing to serve at the bottom line, saw the three of them talking only, and no one came up to pick up his pass, and couldn't help but urge him impatiently.

In Nanyu's attack, Sikong Jun steadily moved the ball through half. When he saw the defensive formation of Fengling Middle School, he couldn't help but be surprised and said: "Two and three joint defense?"

On the court, the five players of Fengling Middle School were all huddled within the three-point line. Yang Botao and Yang Biao stood along the inner circle of the three-point line, while the other three were in an irregular triangle shape around the paint area, knowing that they were preparing to send heavy troops to defend the inside line!

Hehe, aren't we bullying Nan Yu without a three-pointer? Then I'll give you a big surprise! While Sikong Jun was secretly happy, he raised his left hand and rushed to the half, making a pistol gesture.

When Zhang Ruifan saw Sikong Jun's gesture, he knew that there was no chance for him to perform this time, so he took the initiative to run to the basket with Yang Biao, preparing to respond to Yue Tianyue.

When Yang Biao saw Zhang Ruifan, the guard, actually inserted into the basket, he had questions in his heart, but he still ran to the hinterland of the basket.

The boy who defended Yue Tianyue was also named Yang Yangyang, and he was also the boy who just played the pick-and-roll for Yang Biao. When he saw Zhang Ruifan actually took Yang Biao to the basket, an idea came to his mind!

When Yang Yangyang saw Yue Tianyue running to the outside, he couldn't help but realize: It turned out that this guy was the rumored divine pitcher in Nan Yu! Thinking of this in his heart, Yang Yangyang also took the opportunity and was ready to get rid of Zhang Ruifan's pick-and-roll at any time and follow Yue Tianyue to death! Prevent him from shooting from the outside!

Sure enough, Yue Tianyue saw Zhang Ruifan coming to pick him up, and hurriedly ran to the outside with the cover of the latter!

Yang Yangyang was delighted. Without waiting for Zhang Ruifan to block him, he turned around and got rid of him and chased Yue Tianyue!

Although Sikong Jun was shocked when he saw Yang Yangyang chasing Yue Tianyue, he still passed the ball out! However, the ball was not passed to Yue Tianyue, but Zhang Ruifan who suddenly used Fang Shuo's pick-and-roll cover to penetrate from one side!

Zhang Ruifan caught the pass and slowly took off to shoot!

"Boy! Don't think about it!" Yang Biao, who suddenly got rid of Fang Shuo, took a few steps to Zhang Ruifan, and covered the basketball in Zhang Ruifan's hand with his high right hand!

"I just want to!" Zhang Ruifan responded to him dissatisfiedly, then suddenly thrust his waist and abdomen, and paused his body and flashed the basketball outwards in the air! After dodging Yang Biao's block, the left hand of the ball guarding leaned against his raised right hand, and then calmly shot the ball out!

The basketball drew a high arc in the air that was completely different from Yang Biao's shot, and then penetrated into the Nets hollow!

"Pi!Pi!" The referee's whistle sounded one after another! One hand was more foul than Yang Biao's shooting, and the other hand was more effective than Zhang Ruifan's shooting! One more free throw!

"It's two plus one!" Zhang Ruifan chuckled in front of Yang Biao as if showing off, then shook his head and walked up to the free throw line, preparing for the free throw.

"Hehe, Zhang Ruifan was our Nanyu's single-handed madman before! Moreover, the central investment and core strength are very powerful! I sucked it in front of him! There is nothing shameful!" Sikong Jun added in front of Yang Biao.

"Hmph! What's the matter with me?" Although Yang Biao was beaten to two plus one by Zhang Ruifan, he still responded to Sikong Jun with disdain, but his heart was not as peaceful as he seemed.

Zhang Ruifan steadily sent the ball into the ball, and the scores of both sides approached one point again to the 20th gap!

"attack!"
Chapter completed!