In just the third quarter, Class 3 led by five points.
Ning Fan didn't want to take over most of the ball in the first class, but now he had no choice. He couldn't let everyone in the first class down.
Just after passing the midline, Ning Fan directly shot a super long three-pointer and hit the basket.
When the people in Class Three saw that Ning Fan was going to take over the game, they immediately began to adjust their tactics and directly sent two people to follow Ning Fan throughout the whole process.
As long as there is no foul, all possible interference will be carried out.
As a result, Ning Fan had no choice but to pass the ball and let others find ways to attack and score.
Chen Hao's back-up layup was shot away by the center of Class 3 and missed the ball.
Then Gao Jun tried to play from behind, but the result was the same. Now that Ning Fan was not under the basket, it became the third team's world.
The two centers were like a wall, completely squeezing the scoring points of several people and making it impossible to attack at all.
Now all the scoring points are on Ning Fan, but facing the three teams who cooperate very closely, Ning Fan seems to be struggling.
"Classmate Ning Fan, do you think you still have a chance?" Wang Ting said with a smile.
"not necessarily!"
Ning Fan had quick eyes and quick hands, and he accurately stole the ball away, and shot a three-pointer after halftime.
Score in!
Score three points!
"Damn it!" Wang Ting was a little angry.
Starting a new round of attack, this time Wang Ting played a street basketball directly in front of Ning Fan and sneered: "You can try to see which one is faster, your hands or mine!"
"Don't be angry!"
Ning Fan raised the corner of his mouth and made a fake move to steal the ball, and the opponent also responded.
But Ning Fan is not that simple. His left hand forces the opponent to move the ball, while his right hand sees the opportunity and makes a decisive move.
After receiving the ball with his right hand, Ning Fan turned around and bypassed the court.
Same pace, same pass through midfield, same three-point shot, same goal.
tie!!!
"Yeah, Ning Fan, Ning Fan..."
I don't know where Song Ziyang and the others found a loudspeaker and started shouting.
Zhou Jie, who had been silent all this time, saw that Wang Ting wanted to show off his skills, and these fancy moves were no match for Ning Fan.
So he directly took the ball, and the conductor began to get down and take his position. Wang Ting saw that Zhou Jie's face was a little ugly, so he didn't dare to say anything and obeyed the command obediently.
After all, Zhou Jie is from the basketball club, and his strength is there, and no one is dissatisfied.
It can be said that Zhou Jie still surpasses Yang Shaotian in his ability to dribble and control the court.
This time, Ning Fan and Zhou Jie were face to face for the first time.
But what Zhou Jie values is is the final victory, not showing off some fancy skills in front of others.
Therefore, he decisively chose to pass the ball, but not to Wang Ting, but to the sturdy No. 10 player.
The No. 10 player in the third class used his body to get money and directly beat Chen Hao from behind.
But Chen Hao is also tough enough. When he sees the opportunity, he will directly knock the ball out of the opponent's hand.
Whistle up!
Because of the baseline ball, the ball once again returned to the hands of the No. 10 player in Class 3.
He used his hips to push Chen Hao back one step and then directly hit the ball. But at this time, Ning Fan jumped and slapped the ball just thrown by the opponent into Gao Jun's hands.
This must be the moment the ball is thrown up. If the ball has fallen, it will be deemed an interference ball by the referee.