The basketball was shot and drew a beautiful parabola in the air. After a second of breath that made people breathe, the basketball "swish!" and passed through the nets hollow!

The audience on the basketball court were also silent for a second, and suddenly cheered together!

"nice shot!"

"Good vote!"

"Beautiful in!"

The members of the eighth class surrounded the players who made the three-pointer happily and praised in unison.

The team member looked at his right hand who was pitching the ball with shock, and touched his head embarrassedly with everyone's praise.

"The game is not over yet! Go back to defend!" Sikong Jun interrupted everyone's celebration and ran back, but from his face, he could see that his inner joy was beyond words.

"Dou!" At this time, the referee blew the whistle to suspend the game! Under the leadership of Sikong Jun, Class 8 fought an 11-0 attack wave! Stopped the tenth shift!

At this time, there are still 5 minutes before the end of the game, and the score is still 17 points away!

This timely pause made Sikong Jun breathe a sigh of relief. His legs became weak and he sat on the field, and the sweat on his cheeks flowed down again.

"Commander, are you okay?"

Everyone in the eighth class saw Sikong Jun sitting down with a pale face, rushing to surround Sikong Jun, and asked with concern.

"It's okay! Just take a break!" Sikong Jun's eyes were dizzy, his legs kept trembling, and comforted everyone after breathing calmly.

"Come on! Let's support you!" As he said that, everyone from Class 8 helped Sikong Jun out of the scene.

This scene stunned the audience on the sidelines at first, and then the applause and cheers sounded like thunderous mountains and seas! Say the end of this planner who planned to launch this wave of attack for Class 8 in one fell swoop.

"I think the commander is exhausted, right?" Gu Zhidong, who was sitting on the sidelines drinking water, whispered to Feng Haibin.

"Hey! I didn't expect that the commander is so difficult!" Feng Haibin took a sip of water and continued, "Is it our strategy next? Procrastination?"

"Well! Don't worry, play steadily!" Gu Zhidong also took a sip of water, turned his head and ordered the team members, "Don't be nervous! The three-pointer just now was probably a blind cat who encountered a dead mouse, which was purely confusing! Even so, we cannot relax. We will step on the three-point line to defend for a while!"

"Yeah!" Everyone responded in unison, then remained silent, and seized the time to replenish their energy.

"The commander's treatment is really good!" Qiu Deming looked at the rest area, two boys were rubbing their calves to relax for him, and couldn't help but chuckling and said.

"Is that a bad thing? After playing for so long, if you don't relax, your legs will definitely cramp when you go on the court later!" Zhang Ruifan rolled his eyes and said, "The commander is not someone with physical strength like a livestock."

Hearing Zhang Ruifan's words, everyone looked at Lan Duo at the same time.

"Landou, how do you fight like this?" Qi Lanye looked at the rest area and score station of Class 8, then turned his head and looked at Landu.

"When strength allows, shoot three-pointers or break through the inside to cause damage." Lan Duo thought for a while and said, "As for defense, if you take the penalty area defense, you can only bet on their shots and not make it."

Qi Lanye smiled and said without saying anything, thinking: Not everyone is you, Landuo! Sikong Jun, what should you do?

The referee's whistle sounded again.

Sikong Jun stood up from his seat, moved his hands and feet, gave a few instructions to everyone, and then took the lead in walking on the stage.

Class 10 brought the ball to attack.

The positions of the eighth class were as Lando said, gathered around the penalty area and set up a defensive formation.

Gu Zhidong and Feng Haibin were stunned when they saw the defensive strategy of Class 8. One of them was good at breaking through the inside line, and the other was good at making some results in the penalty area. This defensive strategy of Class 8 just made it impossible for them to play out their strengths. However, this strategy also requires a certain sense of courage, which is to bet that the opponent has a bad shooting feel or the opponent has no good pitchers.

However, everyone in the Tenth Class was not in a hurry. After all, they still had a 17-point lead, no shooting or breakthrough, and all five of them were standing outside the three-point line to conduct the ball.

What should I do? Sikong Jun watched the time pass by and said anxiously in his heart.

Although the offensive momentum of the Tenth Class was used to use the penalty area defense to curb the offensive momentum, time was wasted. If there was no solution, their class would be dragged to death by them.

The offensive time is about to end, and Class 10 also stopped conducting the ball. Facing the eighth class huddled around the penalty area, Gu Zhidong pressed the ball into the three-point line and then threw a throw against the defender!

"Get the rebound! This is not his attack range!" Sikong Jun shouted to his teammate beside him.

Sure enough, the basketball hit the front of the basket and bounced out. Class 8, which occupied a favorable position, easily received the rebound, but wanted to take a fast break, the group ten, who were originally standing outside the three-point line, had already landed on their own position before them.

Half a minute has been spent.

What?! Sikong Jun couldn't help frowning as he watched the crowd in Class 10 step on the three-point line to defend. This was obviously trying to prevent his class from catching up with three-pointers! However, the three-pointer in our class was not there, and the three-pointer who stopped their three-pointers just now was probably a lucky balloon, but he didn't expect that they would become frightened birds in Class 10.

Don't let time be wasted!

Sikong Jun winked at his teammates, and took the ball and went inside to kill!

The members of the eighth squad understood it and came out to make a pick-and-roll for Sikong Jun, blocking Feng Haibin who followed him and covering Sikong Jun's attack.

Sikong Jun took advantage of his teammates' cover and flashed over Feng Haibin and made a jump shot directly!

The basketball bounced on the basket a few times and fell into the basket.

Sikong Jun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was not sure about the ball he had just shot. Because of the loss of physical strength, his shooting was not as smooth as before. Fortunately, he was lucky, so he had this ball.

"Everyone hold on! The whole game is pressing tight!" Sikong Jun shouted at his teammates.

Everyone nodded, following their defensive targets like shadows.

Sikong Jun was already exhausted and used the more physically exhausted pressing of the whole game. It was obvious that he wanted to lose to the death.

Class 10 drove the ball with difficulty, and under the pressure of the crowd of Class 8, he moved slowly to attack the frontcourt.

The tenth team members who dribbled the ball with their right hand dribbling away from the opponent's ball, turned their backs and wanted to attack in a different direction.

Sikong Jun, who had been observing the basketball dynamics, glanced at the positions of the players on both sides with his eyes. When the person who was dribbling turned around, his eyes suddenly lit up and he touched it like a ghost, and doubled the dribbling person with his own team!

The team members of the 10th class dribbling failed to notice Sikong Jun's arrival in time. He was blocked by him and accidentally took off the basketball down by Sikong Jun!

Sikong Jun took the basketball he had taken out and went straight to the basket!

Before the players in the tenth class could react, Sikong Jun directly took three steps to score a layup!

"What are you doing!"

"Why are you so careless!" Gu Zhidong and Feng Haibin complained to the team member together.

The score has been pulled to 13 points! Gu Zhidong and Feng Haibin are already a little anxious! They must respond to Sikong Jun’s counterattack!

There are three minutes left!

Class 10 took the ball, and this time Feng Haibin personally drove the ball to the half! Class 8 still adopted the strategy of pressing the whole game!

Sikong Jun's breathing became rapid again. He got rid of Feng Haibin's attack and desperate steal just now, so that the little energy he had accumulated in the timeout was quickly lost.

There are three minutes left! The score difference is 13 points! Sikong Jun follows his defensive target closely, gritting his teeth and persevering.

Feng Haibin steadily passed the ball through half the court. Under Gu Zhidong's cover, Feng Haibin accelerated, threw away the defender, and rushed to the basket without stopping!

Facing the tight press of Class 8, everyone in Class 10 faced the game, used the tricks to open the defenders, and even opened the defense hole under the basket, allowing Feng Haibin to break out!

Feng Haibin forced himself to take three steps with the person who changed his defense! Facing the other party's powerful cover, Feng Haibin directly pasted the other party's hand!

The sharp-eyed referee blew the foul whistle. Before Feng Haibin finished his movements, he leaned back and stretched his waist and abdomen, and then the basketball shot out!

"Bang! Swish!"

The basketball shot hit the center of the rebound and rebounded into the basket!

Feng Haibin succeeded in playing two plus one again!

"Good! Mad dog!"

"Brother Dog!"

"nice shot!"

"Beautiful in!"

The audience of the tenth class who had been silent for most of the quarter could not help but cheer when they saw Feng Haibin performing his expertise in two plus one.

A two plus one that hurts morale! Sikong Jun frowned even deeper, and the teammate who was defending himself looked guilty and stood there in pain and was at a loss. The other teammates were also affected by his emotions, like a defeated rooster, each of whom was dejected.

"Commander! It's over!" Feng Haibin walked to Sikong Jun with a look of unwillingness, patted his shoulder and said, then turned around and walked to the free throw line to prepare for the free throw.

The ball was still steadily punished! The relaxed sound of the basketball that had originally penetrated into the net was now like a heavy hammer, hitting Sikong Jun hard in the heart.

The score was pulled to 16 points again!

Class 10 retreated, and Sikong Jun, whose heart was dispersed, took heavy steps and slapped the basketball to transport it to Class 10's position.

Feng Haibin saw Sikong Jun with a depressed face and directly posted it.

Take a gamble! Sikong Jun jumped up and shot without waiting for Feng Haibin to approach!

Three points! Feng Haibin was shocked when he saw Sikong Jun's actions, and hurriedly reached out and rushed towards Sikong Jun!

Sikong Jun gritted his teeth and like Feng Haibin, he put his hand holding the basketball high on Feng Haibin's raised hand, and then threw the ball out!

The referee's whistle also sounded!

Enter? Do not enter?

The audience on the sidelines and the players on the field were staring at the basketball in the air and asked in their hearts.

"Bang! Swish!"

Basketball plays on the board?! There are also penalties?!

Sikong Jun's goal made Lan Duqing, who was originally sitting on the sidelines, stand up and laughed: "I'm so sick that I'm so angry that I'm going to seek medical treatment?! Good luck! Ah Jun!"

Sikong Jun was also stunned when he saw the ball being thrown in: Such a coincidence? Could it be that our Sikong Jun would not stop here?

"Commander, you're confused!" Feng Haibin opened his mouth wide and looked at him with an incredible look. You know, Sikong Jun didn't shoot a three-pointer in the whole game! What's more, Lan Duo said before that he is not good at three-pointers!

Is God still very kind of favoring me? It seems that my Sikong Jun should not be defeated! Sikong Jun chuckled and replied to Feng Haibin: "What a fool! I was originally a good three-pointer, okay? I'm going to keep it for you to surprise!"

What? Could it be that Landuo lied to me? Feng Haibin thought about it in his mind.

Without waiting for Feng Haibin to talk about it, Sikong Jun walked to the free throw line and prepared to increase the penalty.

"Swish!" The basketball steadily entered the penalty, a "perfect" three plus one.

The score was pulled to 12 points again, and the last two minutes left.

Class 8 is still a strategy for the whole game to press the ball, and Class 10 is promoted by Gu Zhi in winter to halfway through this time.

The tenth class kept running and conducting the ball, and it took some time, and finally the ball returned to Gu Zhidong's hands.

Gu Zhi continued to move the ball with his ball speed and did not rely on the cover of his teammates. He accelerated and directly rushed to the basket! In the end, he relied on his height and skills to score two points again with a throw!

More than one minute left! There are 14 points left! Fight another three-pointer! Sikong Jun was determined to dribble and kill the ball directly over half.

Feng Haibin, who was swaying in his heart, was afraid that Sikong Jun would shoot three points again, so he went straight to meet him.

Before Feng Haibin could stand in a good position, Sikong Jun jumped directly in front of Feng Haibin and made another three-pointer!

In shock, Feng Haibin stretched out his hands and headed towards the basketball cover in Sikong Jun’s hand!

A trace of cunning flashed in Sikong Jun's eyes. Seeing that Feng Haibin had thrown his body into the air, he leaned directly on him and threw the basketball out.

"Bang!"

The sound of basketball irons hitting the ball first sounded, which made Feng Haibin's heart fall down.

But the referee's whistle also sounded, and he was sentenced to a foul on the shooting!

Intentionally committing a foul?! Feng Haibin only realized Sikong Jun's intention at this time, and the referee's gesture made Feng Haibin's body and mind cool. Before he knew it, he had already committed four fouls!

Sikong Jun was sent to the free throw line again, without any interference, and made three free throws steadily!

The score was pulled to 11 points! There was still a whole minute left before the end of the game!

Sikong Jun raised his hand and asked the referee for a timeout.

"Come on! Come on!" Sikong Jun greeted all his teammates, "Thank you for your hard work by pulling the score difference from 26 points to 11 points!"

"What's this?"

"That's it! Commander! You chased all these points, and we didn't do anything!"

"Hey, if we had enough strength, we might not have played so hard in this game."

The team members sat on the stools in different expressions.

"Don't be discouraged! The game is not over yet!" Sikong Jun clapped his hands and encouraged everyone, "Come on, come on, and discuss how to play in the last minute."

"Commander, how can we fight!"

"Yes, how can Feng Haibin and Gu Zhidong be guarded?"

"Can everyone keep up with their physical strength?" Sikong Jun asked them back.

"Well enough!"

"Commander! What are your countermeasures? Tell me quickly!"

"Yes, you don't have to worry about physical strength! We can hold it!"

"Yes! The last minute left, we fight with them!"

Everyone responded imposingly.

"We are still the defensive strategy just now, and the whole game is pressing tight! After a while, everyone will try their best to follow their people, force them to serve and violate the rules, and take the ball over!" Sikong Jun ordered everyone, "If you can't take it, it doesn't matter. Be sure to defend their attack again! Don't be afraid that they will delay time, but you must defend their attack this time! Do you know? If you defend, you may still have a chance! Feng Haibin has the last foul left, so he will definitely not be so hard on his defense! Then I will shoot three-pointers! Success or failure will be here!"

"good!"

"come on!"

The players on both sides made their debut again, and the last minute of the game began.

Gu Zhidong stood at the basket and was about to serve, but the eighth squad team standing in front of him kept waving his arms up and down, staring at his every move with wide eyes, preventing him from sending the ball out easily.

The other players in Class 10 were also closely followed by the people in Class 8, and there was no room for catching the ball!

Seeing that the time for serving was about to come, Gu Zhidong still did not send the ball out. Feng Haibin ran to Gu Zhidong, pressed his butt against the person behind him, and raised his hand and said, "Come on! There is no time!"

Seeing this, Gu Zhidong almost hit the ball to Feng Haibin at the last moment! But the moment he received the ball, he immediately received a double-team from two people. He almost passed the ball to Gu Zhidong who was running into the court and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

These people are so tenacious! Feng Haibin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Score another goal and we will definitely win!" Gu Zhidong played the ball to everyone in his class.

Everyone in the Tenth Class responded and became ruthless, stimulating their final physical fitness and entangled with the people in the Eighth Class. They didn't want to give up this victory that was sent to their mouths!

Class 10 still adopted the tactic of delaying time, and the members of Class 8 followed their people like a shadow, not giving them the opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Bone! The last ball! I'll give it to you!" Feng Haibin, who could not get rid of Sikong Jun, shouted to Gu Zhidong, and then took Sikong Jun to open up the space for Gu Zhidong to play singles.

Seeing that his teammates stood in a good position, Sikong Jun left Feng Haibin who ran aside and surrounded Gu Zhidong directly!

Gu Zhidong was caught off guard by Sikong Jun's sudden double-team, and the ball in his hand was cut off by the man who had been guarding him!

"Opportunity!" Sikong Jun shouted loudly and rushed towards the basketball!

Unexpectedly, Gu Zhidong, who had reacted, took a step ahead of him and saved the ball again!

There was a sudden slight regret in the offense.

Gu Zhidong picked up the basketball and passed it directly to Feng Haibin, who was unpreserved without waiting for Sikong Jun and others to double-team him again!

Feng Haibin caught the ball and went straight to the basket!

A 8th squad team member came to take the initiative!

Feng Haibin directly passed the ball to the teammate who missed defense!

Perhaps out of nervousness, the 10th squad team member actually released the empty basket and failed to enter!

"Rebound!" the players on both sides shouted.

Suddenly, a black shadow broke out, grabbed the rebound first, and filled the basketball into the basket!

It's Feng Haibin!
Chapter completed!