King of shooting guards

Chapter 118 Battle of the Big Four - Luoyang Ice Team (1)

As time went by bit by bit, with the help of Xiao Er, Li Changgeng finally raised all skill indexes to C level, and shooting, ball handling, and running three came to C+. The semester has begun, and so has the Final Four.

Li Changgeng and his party have made some progress after the short winter break.So this time the coach ran them in ahead of time.

Therefore, they were not afraid of this day's game, on the contrary, they were vaguely expecting how far their own strength would go.

The semi-finals match was with Luoyang's ice team. They arrived at the provincial league gymnasium early. At this moment, the huge arena was full of seats, and the auditorium was blocked by a black crowd. Can see someone's back.The sound of cheering, yelling, and hammering filled the arena, and the roaring and tsunami came one after another, and they would never stop until the roof was lifted.Huge streams of people are slowly pouring out from various exits, bustling, shoulder to shoulder, the sky is full of noise, the ground is the sound of footsteps, almost every foot and every inch of space is crowded with sound, and there is no place where the word "quiet" can be used. to describe.

Hong Cheng and his group quickly returned to their locker room to prepare, and they didn't move until Mengyao urged them.

"The match is about to start." Sima Shenji looked at his watch.

"Come on!" Li Changgeng clenched his right hand and raised it above his head.

"Hongcheng, we must win!" Everyone raised their right fists above their heads together.

Everyone walked out of the locker room together, walked into the court, and started warming up before the game.

"Hey, this atmosphere, this number of viewers, is it about to catch up with the professional league?" Li Changgeng said.

"The players from Hongcheng are playing now. They are tall and mighty, unstoppable, powerful like cheetahs, fast like lightning, invincible, destroying everything... Well, anyway, they are very powerful, and they are really the favorites to win the championship! Look This year's champions are none other than them!" The commentator was excited at first, then embarrassed, and finally excited again, wondering if his brain and mouth were working separately, and he couldn't tell if he had passed through almost everything he said. brain.

"Isn't this commentator's level too low? What nonsense did he say?" Amu muttered in a low voice.

"He said three 'big hits', four 'like...', five 'invincible', and six 'very powerful' in one game." Nong Guang's tone was the same as that of vegetables without salt .

"Like some 'masters'." Aaron rolled his eyes five or six times at the commentator.

Lu Feng's expression suddenly became unnatural.

"What's wrong?" Li Changgeng asked with concern.

"No, it's nothing." Lu Feng waved his hands unnaturally, "It's just the first time I've come to this kind of occasion, and I'm not quite used to it."

"It's okay, I'll get used to it after a few games." Li Changgeng said.

"Let me introduce the starters of both sides!" The commentator thought he was awesome and waved like Mao Zedong waving on the Tiananmen Gate, and kept waving until he could no longer wave to the left, "Hongcheng's starters The five tigers are center - Yan Kuan, power forward - Nong Guang, small forward - Sima Shenji, shooting guard - Li Changgeng and point guard - Amu!"

"Come on!" Tao Ran waved to the five players and sat on the bench.

Ziwen and Nongguang also sat on the bench.

Because Lu Feng's injury has not healed yet, coach Tao Ran didn't dare to let him play rashly. He came here today just to let him watch the game here and feel the atmosphere.As for the transfer of Sima Shenji to the small forward position, this was arranged by him after receiving news from the United States. He did not dare to underestimate these top four teams, and the strongest team is the strongest.

"The starting players of the Luoyang Ice Team are center - No. 4 Ding Cancan, power forward - No. 7 Wang Xiaotian, small forward - No. 11 Liu Ping, shooting guard - No. 9 Oufeng and point guard - 0 Luo Zhi thought!" The narrator waved his hand to the right again, as if he couldn't speak without waving.

"Ding Cuican? Why do I seem to have heard of this person?" Yan Kuan frowned.

"He once won the title of rebounding leader in the basketball challenge I participated in." Nong Guang said.

"Really? Then I have to meet him properly." Yan Kuan wrestled his wrists.

"The direct dialogue between the two rebounding champions must be wonderful." Li Changgeng shook his ankle.

"At this time, the three-pointer will come in handy." Yan Kuan smiled at Li Changgeng.

Li Changgeng also smiled.

After 5 minutes, both sides have finished warming up.The game will start immediately.

"Please advise." Ding Cuican moved to the midfield like a polar bear and smiled at Yan Kuan.

"Please enlighten me." Yan Kuan also smiled.

The other four people also leaned over, forming a semicircle along the periphery of the midfield circle, surrounded by four white figures, which looked like ice.

Hongcheng formed another semicircle.

Yan Kuan and Ding Cuican stood in the circle, bent slightly at the same time, stretched their legs and prepared to jump.

The noise stopped abruptly at this moment, all eyes turned to the midfielder, and even those troublemakers fell silent, preparing to save their energy and wait for booing and scolding.Of course, the security guards are also fully armed, ready to subdue troublemakers at any time.

"Now the game is about to start!" The commentator finally said a relatively normal sentence.

The tense atmosphere has spread to everyone present, even the referee has become nervous, the hand holding the ball trembled slightly, and sweat was dripping on his face.

"Drip..." The whistle sounded.The ball flew from the referee's hands and flew straight up.

Yan Kuan and Ding Cuican took off at the same time, and they rose from the ground at the same instant, their hands were like two dragons grabbing beads, and they went straight to the ball.

"Pa——" the ball was sent flying—it was Yan Kuan who shot it.

"Whoosh—" the ball flew into Amu's hand.

"Attack!" Yan Kuan shouted these two words the moment he landed.

Amu quickly dribbled the ball with his right hand, leaned forward, and rushed towards Luo Zhixiang's left.

"This way!" Sima Shenji swayed vigorously in front of Liu Ping, waving his hands as if to ask for the ball.

Amu slammed a ball into Sima Shenji's hands, who calmly retreated, turned around, and shot.

"Shua", the ball crashed into the net. 2:0.

"Good shot!" Li Changgeng gave a thumbs up.

Sima Shenji nodded.

"Return to defense!" Yan Kuan waved his hand.

Hongcheng began to retreat to the backcourt, but after only a second there was no need to withdraw - Li Changgeng intercepted the ball and set up his shooting position from beyond the three-point line.

"Block him!" Ding Cuican shouted.

Wang Xiaotian and Oufeng jumped high from the left and right, but they were all stunned - Li Changgeng didn't jump at all!

"Fake action!" The two exclaimed in their hearts at the same time.

When they started to drop, the ball had already passed from Li Changgeng's hands to the basket. 5:0.

"Okay!" Yan Kuan snapped his fingers.

Hong Cheng retreated slowly.

"Don't panic, stay calm!" Ding Cuican tried his best to maintain order.

Luo Zhi wanted to wave his hand and pass the ball to Wang Xiaotian. The latter leaned back as much as possible and squeezed into the inside line bit by bit. However, Nong Guang's physique was not so easy to squeeze, and he still remained motionless after several squeezes. .

"Here!" Oufeng shouted.

Wang Xiaotian immediately protected the ball with both hands. When he was about to pass the ball, he suddenly slipped and fell backwards. He took two steps back and almost hit Nong Guang's nose.

"Drip——" the referee whistled decisively and made a "walking" gesture.

"Damn, who wiped the floor so slippery!" Wang Xiaotian cursed.

"Yeah!" Nong Guang and Li Changgeng clapped hands.

"Be careful." Ding Cuican patted Wang Xiaotian on the back.

Wang Xiaotian nodded like a child being scolded.

"Continue to attack!" Amu raised his index finger at the moment he dribbled the ball across the half court.

"Defend the ball!" Ding Cuican shouted.

"Shenji!" Amu quickly passed the ball straight, making it fly into Sima Shenji's hand at a speed close to that of a bullet.

Without even thinking about it, Sima Shenji took the ball and rushed to the inside - facing him were three defenders who surrounded him.

"Chang Geng catches the ball!" Sima Shenji threw the ball to Li Changgeng who was standing on the baseline through three people.

Li Changgeng gently dunked the ball into the basket. 7:0.Only about a minute and a half passed.

Ding Cuican helplessly made a "pause" gesture to the referee.

"Drip—" the referee whistled.

Both players returned to the bench.

"It seems that these opponents are really nothing to fear!" Sima Shenji took a big sip of water.

"If you only know about double-teaming, you will miss someone if you double-team. You don't have any basketball IQ." Li Changgeng tightened his wristbands.

"It's best not to be careless," Nongguang said. "Maybe they're just taking it slow."

"It's possible," Yan Kuan agreed, "We'd better be careful."

"Drip—" The referee blew his whistle again.Basically no one thinks that a 20-second pause is too long.

Players from both sides re-enter the field.

Luo Zhi wanted to make a long pass in the air, but Ding Cuican slammed into the basket after receiving the ball. 7:2.

"They're starting to get into shape." Yan Kuan said to Sima Shenji.

Amu dribbled through, bypassed Luo Zhixiang, and shot a three-pointer.strike iron.

"Rebound!" Sima Shenji shouted.

Yan Kuan tried his best to snatch the ball from Ding Cuican and Wang Xiaotian.

"Shenji!" Yan Kuan raised his hand and threw the ball to Sima Shenji.Sima Shenji catches the ball and shoots it.

"Pa—" the ball was slapped out of bounds by Wang Xiaotian who rushed up.

"Drip—" the referee blew his whistle again.

Sima Shenji prepares to throw the ball out of bounds.

"For Amu!" Yan Kuan kept shaking his head, avoiding Ding Cuichan's hand that disturbed his sight.

Amu got the ball, rushed inside, and made a throw. At this moment, Liu Ping hit his left arm with a palm and sent the ball flying.

"Drip—" the referee whistled decisively.

Amu slowly walked to the free throw line.The inside lanes of both teams are already standing on both sides, ready to grab rebounds at any time.

"Whoosh—", the first free throw was hit. 8:2.

Ding Cuican winked at Wang Xiaotian, expressing "ready".Wang Xiaotian blinked twice, expressing "Got it".

"Whoosh -", the second free throw was also hit. 9:2.

Ding Cuican sighed secretly.

"The opponent's defensive strength has increased, so be careful." Nong Guang said while retreating.

Liu Ping made a three-pointer directly after receiving the ball and made a hit. 9:5.

Li Changgeng fought back.strike iron.The ball fell directly into Luo Zhixiang's hands.

"Impossible!" Li Changgeng was a little surprised, he didn't expect that he, who has always hit the target with every shot, would miss it.

"Fast attack!" Ding Cuican shouted.

Luo Zhi wanted to rush across the opponent's half with the ball quickly, but Amu stretched out his hand to steal it - he didn't grab it, Li Changgeng took off to block the block - he was tricked by a fake move, the ball was sent to Wang Xiaotian's hands, Wang Xiaotian turned around and made a small hook - Hollow into the net. 9:7.

"Don't mess up!" Yan Kuan stabilized the morale of the army.

Nong Guang immediately responded to the captain's call with a mid-range shot. 11:7.

Liu Ping immediately countered Yan Kuan's call with another three-pointer. 11:10.The point difference narrowed to one point.

"Pause." This time it was Yan Kuan's turn to be helpless.

Another 2 minutes passed.

"I've said long ago that they're just taking it slow." Nong Guang wiped his sweat vigorously. "Once they go crazy, it's hard to deal with."

"Both sides have high shooting percentages in the opening game today," the commentator began to disrupt the situation again. "I wonder if there will be a game with a super high score today? Let us wait and see!"

"Wait and see what a fart! What are you talking about!" Sima Shenji wanted to gag the commentator's mouth with a towel.

"There are so many people who are not level." Tao Ran spread his legs.

"Go ahead," Li Changgeng said to Tao Ran, "I don't feel very good today."

"Didn't you just miss one? What's the big deal?" Lu Feng had an indifferent expression.

"Well! I know, I will teach them a lesson later." Li Changgeng drank water.

"Drip--" the referee blew the whistle to continue the game.

Players from both sides returned to the field.Hongcheng kicks off.

Li Changgeng dribbled the ball slowly, and the sound of "pa-pa" gradually matched the rhythm of the audience's heartbeat.

Oufeng surrounded him.

"Pa—" Li Changgeng passed the ball from Oufeng's crotch to Sima Shenji's hand.Ou Feng looked embarrassed.

Sima Shenji jumped up and made a mid-range shot-strike the iron.Sima Shenji also looked embarrassed.

Yan Kuan won the rebound from Ding Cuican and Wang Xiaotian, forced a tip-up and made a hit. 13:10.

"Fast attack!" Ding Cuican yelled.

Luo Zhi wanted to make a long pass in the air, and the ball flew across the half court and fell into the hands of Ou Feng, who was about to shoot a three-pointer.

Just as Oufeng was about to take off and shoot, Sima Shenji rushed behind him and hit the ball with his palm—his elbow hit his head, knocked him staggered, and nearly knocked him down on the floor. on the ground.

"Drip—" the referee made a foul gesture at Sima Shenji.

"I didn't hit him?!" Sima Shenji spread his hand towards the referee.

"Drip—" the referee made another "t" at Sima Shenji.

"What are you doing?" Nong Guang rushed up to blame Sima Shenji.

"I played ball," Sima Shenji said innocently, "I just bumped into him accidentally."

"Forget it, it's not Shenji's fault." Li Changgeng came over to smooth things over.

Oufeng walked to the free throw line.Three free throws and one throw.

"Uh--", "Uh--", "Uh--", all three free throws were made. 13:13 flat.

Oufeng turned his head and stared at Sima Shenji fiercely, as if he was provoking or counterattacking.

(End of this chapter)