King of shooting guards

Chapter 120 Battle of the Big Four - Luoyang Ice Team (3)

Li Changgeng passed the ball.Nong Kwang catches the ball firmly.

In the next moment, No. 15 suddenly double-teamed.

Nong Guang threw the ball at Sima Shenji violently.

Sima Shenji immediately broke through to the inside and made a throw when approaching the three-second zone.

"Pa--", another big hand hit the ball hard.It's Ding Cuican.

Amu grabs the offensive rebound and makes a mid-range shot—miss again.Oufeng protected the offensive rebounds.

"Now both sides are in a scoring drought. They haven't scored for several minutes in a row. I don't know if the energy was exhausted just now?" The commentator seemed to be teaching himself a lesson, not caring about the fans If they don't understand, it is estimated that he must not know what the consequences of offending the "Gods" are.

"It's talking nonsense again." Sima Shenji cursed secretly.

"No way, there are too many people like this." Amu replied in a low voice.

Oufeng dribbled the ball to the frontcourt and made a mid-range shot.hit. 20:20.Evenly divided.

"The Luoyang ice team broke the scoring shortage first, and now the score is tied at 20. There are still three minutes and 20 seconds left in the first quarter. Who will take the lead and enter the second quarter?" said the commentator. Just like an amateur player, he only knows that there will be overtime after the four quarters are tied, but he doesn't consider that the first, second, and third quarters can be tied.

"It seems that I have to make a suggestion to the competition committee." Luo Tian stretched himself.

"Oh, then what suggestion do you plan to make?" Lu Feng said.

"Get rid of this commentator who can only talk nonsense." Li Changgeng pointed at the commentator with his right hand pretending to be weak.

"I agree." Lu Feng covered his head with a towel.

"Whoosh—" the ball flew from Amu's hand beyond the three-point line and fell into the basket. 23:20.

"Okay!" Lu Feng tore off the towel and raised his fist and shouted.

"It seems that you don't need to play." Tao Ran teased.

"Best." Luo Tian smiled.

"Don't think too much, I will train you even if you are ahead." Tao Ran cast a glance.

"I'm joking, coach." Luo Tian said.

"Drip—" The referee blew his whistle and made a gesture of "dribbling the ball" to Wang Xiaotian.Wang Xiaotian froze in place with a look of injustice.

"Your ability to cheat fouls is really amazing." Yan Kuan whispered to Li Changgeng who was lying on his back on the ground.

"Of course." Li Changgeng smiled, and stood up stiffly.

"Get ready to counterattack." Yan Kuan threw the ball to Sima Shenji who was standing on the bottom line, and followed.

Sima Shenji sent the ball to Li Changgeng, and followed.

Luo Zhi thought it would be better to stick it on like a dog skin plaster.Li Changgeng didn't bother with him, and gave the racket to Amu who was close to the left baseline.

Amu grasped the ball tightly, jumped directly, lifted the ball over his head, pressed his wrist, and shot—passed the ball to Sima Shenji near the free throw line through Oufeng.

Sima Shenji immediately made a jumper—strike the iron.

Nong Guang made a tip-up - hit the iron again.Ding Cuican grabbed the defensive rebound and threw the ball to No. 15 who had already run to the midfield line.

No. 15 stopped in front of the three-point line, which happened to form an angle of 900 with the bottom line.At the moment the ball left his right fingertip, a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind his back.

"Crack", the ball was pressed down abruptly.His right hand was also pressed down.

No. 15 suddenly turned around and saw Sima Shenji's expression that seemed both happy and provocative.

But then the expressions of both of them became tangled.

"Drip", the referee decisively called Sima Shenji a foul.

Sima Shenji was even more confused.

"Two free throws." The referee's face was as hard as a tank armor, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations.

"Shouldn't it be three times?" No. 15 was even more entangled.

"You stepped on the line." The referee still had no expression.

The one on the 15th is still expressionless, but there are four big words in his eyes: I want to cry but have no tears.After being blocked by the opponent twice, he only got back two free throws.

Both sides are ready to grab the rebound.

No. 15 tangled up to the free throw line and tangled up his shot.Three do not stick.

"Huh—" Sima Shenji took the lead in hissing.

"Huh——" Many audience members responded to Sima Shenji's boos.

"Don't yell, you should eat it again." Yan Kuan whispered to Sima Shenji.

No. 15 gave Sima Shenji a hard look, tightened his wristbands, twisted his arms, and turned his head.

"This guy has a lot to do." Nong Guang muttered.

Number 15 took a deep breath and threw the second pitch.hit. 23:21.

The boos were replaced by applause and cheers.

"The field is full of grass." Sima Shenji muttered, took the ball to the bottom line, and passed the ball to Li Changgeng.

Li Changgeng slowed down the pace, and he didn't cross the halftime line until all players from both sides entered the opposing half.

"This way!" Yan Kuan withdrew from the penalty area and asked for the ball.

Li Changgeng was quick-witted and dribbled the ball straight to the inside.Luo Zhi wanted to post it immediately for defense.

Li Changgeng made a sudden stop, and threw the ball diagonally above the basket with both hands.

Yan Kuan leaped high, grabbed the ball with his right hand in the air, and pushed the ball hard into the basket. 25:21.

"Good shot!" Nong Guang gave a thumbs up.

"Continuing like this is not an option." Ding Cuican thought to himself.

At the same time, all members of the Xining Raptors are sitting in a row in a row of unobtrusive seats, quietly watching the game.

Hu Xiaohai's eyes narrowed into slits, as if they could only be opened with pliers.String after string of smoke rose continuously from his mouth, turning into miniature mushroom clouds one after another, slowly drifting towards the ceiling of the gymnasium.Under his feet that were separated in a figure-splayed shape, there were seven or eight cigarette butts piled up irregularly. They all looked like prisoners who had been cut in half by a guillotine, leaving only the upper or lower body, and only the unburned The cigarette butt was still moaning helplessly.

"Brother Hu," a fat black man on the left turned his head to Hu Xiaohai, "Why do we have to come and see that Li...what is Li?"

"Li Changgeng." Hu Xiaohai was a little impatient, he didn't even move his eyelids, and continued to swallow.

"Yes, yes, it's Li Changgeng. I can't even remember the name... Brother Hu, why do we want to watch his game?" The fat man continued to ask after he complained.

"If we don't watch his games, how can we know the true strength of him and his team?" Hu Xiaohai still didn't raise his head and eyes.

"Brother Hu, what's so scary about him? Isn't he just an idiot? Why don't we compete with him for speed?" A knife-faced face on the right also started to ask questions.

"I beg you two, can you use your brains?" Hu Xiaohai threw the finished cigarette on the ground, "This is a regular basketball game, a game between five teams with ball control and tactics. It's not one-on-one or two-on-two in streetball, let alone group fights! What's the use of speed? You might as well practice sprinting if you only have speed!"

"That's right, Brother Hu is right, can you use your brain?" The "raptor" on the far left echoed.

"Also, did I say that he is scary? I am not even afraid of my captain back then, can I still be afraid of him?" Hu Xiaohai stepped on the cigarette butt that had just been thrown on the ground with his left foot, and crushed it hard until it reached the ground. That cigarette butt was completely shattered.

"Then we don't have to give up training time to see them? Is it worth it?" asked the "raptor" on the far right.

"Don't think that winning the championship is an easy task." Hu Xiaohai opened his eyes wide. Of course, people with bad eyesight or those who don't observe carefully can't tell the difference between his eyes opening and not opening them. "According to my According to the information obtained, almost all the masters of wild game in Qinghe that I know have come here, which is a challenge and an opportunity for us.”

"Opportunity? Why is it an opportunity?" The fat man didn't understand again.

"Isn't it an opportunity to compete with masters from all walks of life and understand various tactics?" Hu Xiaohai asked.

"Oh, that's what happened. By the way, Brother Hu, who is stronger between you and that Li Changgeng?" Dao Tiaolian asked again.

"I can't answer this question for you. He and I don't play the same position, nor the same type, and have different roles on the court. It's hard to say who is better than the other." Hu Xiaohai raised his legs.

While talking, the referee blew the whistle to end the first quarter.

Hu Xiaohai turned his head to the scoreboard."29:24" was displayed on the cold electronic scoreboard.

"It looks like they won't let us down." Hu Xiaohai sneered.

"Brother Hu, what do you mean... I don't quite understand..." Daobian was still puzzled.

"How many and why are you? One hundred thousand to one hundred thousand power? Why don't you understand anything?" Hu Xiaohai wanted to get angry at first, but held back, "Forget it, I'll ask you one, you must understand Tell me, what will both sides do at the beginning of the second quarter?"

"I'll be on the bench first." Daotiaolian finally replaced his bewildered expression that was almost unchanged.

Hu Xiaohai patted the knife-faced head: "Congratulations, you are finally not stupid anymore."

"According to what you mean, I was always stupid before?!" The knife-faced man wanted to cry even more than the fat man.

"At least you are smarter than him, you can understand what I mean right away." Hu Xiaohai pointed to the fat black man and said to the knife face.

"Brother Hu, I'm so smart on the court. When I was in elementary school, no one in the whole school could beat me in rebounding! Middle school too!" The fat black man was not convinced.

"Then can you guarantee to restrain Li Changgeng now?" Hu Xiaohai asked.

"This... I'm afraid it will be difficult..." Fatty Hei was discouraged again.

Although Li Changgeng didn't play a few balls just now, but seeing his exquisite technique, he also knew that he was not that material.

"Then there's no guarantee, you just need to play normally." Hu Xiaohai took a long breath.

"Why?" the fat man asked.

"Because - Li Changgeng's greatest weakness is himself." Hu Xiaohai turned his attention to Hongcheng's bench.

"Judging from the first quarter, their strength is not very different from ours." Li Changgeng took a sip of water.

"Yes, that number 15 is too difficult to deal with." Sima Shenji tightened his wrist guard.

"There are no easy opponents here," Nong Guang said.

"Brother Kuan, are you tired?" Li Changgeng handed over the towel, expressing concern.

"I'm not tired, but I need to preserve and recover my strength." Yan Kuan put the towel on the empty chair next to him.

"Then can I take a break too? I'm too tired." Sima Shenji said.

"Okay, I'll go." Luo Tian stood up from the chair, "Amu, can you play small forward?"

"No problem." Amu nodded.

"Okay, that's it, try to maintain the lead as much as possible, and don't be overtaken." Yan Kuan waved his hand.

"Hongcheng, we must win!" The five players returned to the field.

The Luoyang ice team also replaced several substitutes.Except for Wang Xiaotian and Ou Feng, all the starters went down, and the two substitutes who replaced them wore No. 2 and No. 13 respectively.

"Two good numbers." Yan Kuan teased.

"Boss, what's a good number?" Sima Shenji asked after swallowing.

"One two, one thirteen points." Yan Kuan pointed to the two substitutes of the Luoyang Ice Team who had just entered the field.

"Drip—" The referee whistled to announce the start of the second quarter.

The Luoyang ice team serves. No. 2 dribbled the ball past halftime.

The rhythm of the players on both sides has slowed down a lot, and they basically didn't move after running to their respective positions. Only Ou Feng was still running around to get a position.Luo Tian clung to him tightly, but also kept a distance from him as much as possible, so as not to be called a foul that he didn't understand why.

No. 2 thought for a second, then moved two steps forward to the right, stood firm, and shot a three-pointer against Li Changgeng—a strike.

Nong Guang and No. 13 jumped from the left and right of the penalty area at the same time, but neither of them got the ball - the ball flew into Luo Tian's hands.Luo Tian successfully saved the backcourt rebound.

"It seems that as soon as Ding Cuichan goes away, the height and level of their inside line will drop immediately." Tao Ran tightened his watch.

"Not necessarily, it's just a ball." Sima Shenji replied.

"Bang——" Amu made a shot against the No. 15 mid-range shot—strike the iron.Zhou Junyang made a tip-up - hit the iron again.Wang Xiaotian grabbed the rebound.

"Fast break!" Wang Xiaotian threw the ball to No. 2 who was rushing forward.

Amu jumped up suddenly, stretched out his hand, and slammed on the ball, changing the trajectory of the ball.

The ball flew directly into the hands of Luo Tian who was on the bottom line. Without saying a word, Luo Tian shot directly and went into the net hollowly. 31:24.

"Good!" Sima Shenji stood up from the chair, waved his left arm and cheered loudly.

"Damn it!" Wang Xiaotian cursed, and threw the ball to No. 2 again.

No. 2 directly sent a long pass in the air. Oufeng received the ball at a zero-degree angle, shot a three-pointer, and made a hit. 31:27.

"It's okay." Nong Guang said to Luo Tian.

Li Changgeng dribbled the ball across half court and passed the ball to Zhou Junyang.Facing Wang Xiaotian, Zhou Junyang turned around and made a mid-range shot.Hollow into the net. 33:27.

Wang Xiaotian's mouth twisted, but he didn't say anything.The audience was not as enthusiastic as before, and the sound of cheering was much weaker.

Ding Cuican sat on the bench with a livid face and said nothing.

"Pa—" No. 2 made another three-point strike, which directly bounced into Nong Guang's hand.Nong Guang immediately threw the ball to Li Changgeng. Li Changgeng dribbled the ball halfway and passed the ball from No. 2's head to Zhou Junyang's hands.

No. 13 double-teamed over immediately.Wang Xiaotian is on the left, No. 13 is on the right, and Luo Tian is caught in the middle. The three of them form an angle slightly larger than zero.

(End of this chapter)