Chapter 136 - Counterattack of Wusui Middle School

Intermission.

In the rest area of ​​Yuyang Seventh Middle School, even they are now 7 points ahead, the atmosphere is not relaxed.

"I thought we could lead the first half by more than ten, but I didn't expect the opponent to catch up with only 7 points left." Guo Kai was a bit unwilling. If they entered the second half with a lead of more than ten, then the second half of the game would be easy to play.

"Blame me." Yuan Xiaogang said, reproaching himself: "I didn't take precautions against Zeng Fan."

Everyone shook their heads, and Jiang Feng rarely says anything but this time, "Don't blame yourself, Zeng Fan's strength is indeed very strong. Didn't I fail to prevent him when we changed defensive assignments?"

In fact, the key to being overtaken by a few points lies in Zeng Fan. In the second quarter, Zeng Fan played his best performance in the provincial league and almost carried the entire Wusui Middle School on his own.

Without Zeng Fan's outburst, Yuyang Seventh Middle School played steadily and could at least maintain a lead of ten, minutes before end of the first half.

"It's okay." Qin Hao clapped his hands and said: "This is the provincial final, a championship battle. We knew that this game would definitely not be easy. As for Zeng Fan, he did very well in the second quarter, but can he maintain this state for the entire game?"

"It makes sense."

"Oh, I still don't believe it, who can maintain this state for the whole game?"

Everyone agreed.

At the same time, the rest area of ​​Wusui Middle School.

"Huh, huh..."

Sitting on the stool, Zeng Fan was gasping for breath, sweat running down his cheeks, and his chin lowered, quickly condensing into a pool of water stains on his feet.

He played very well in this quarter. He was almost unstoppable on the court. He scored like chopping melons and vegetables. He saved Wusui Middle School from the predicament by his own efforts and caught up to the point difference. There are only 7 points left, an acceptable score.

But his physical energy consumption is too great.

In Yuyang Seventh Middle School, Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, and Wang Lei came in turns, while Wusui Middle School counted on him alone. The consumption can be imagined.

Seeing Zeng Fan's appearance, Wang Xianhui first praised him, then frowned, his face gloomy, and looked at the other players: "Look at your performance, how are you doing? Zeng Fan is very strong, but he is also made a body of flesh and blood, and he will be tired and exhausted too."

Everyone bowed their heads with guilt on their faces.

"Humph." Wang Xianhui snorted coldly: "I don't want to see you like this. What's the use of self-blame? What I want is that you can stand up and help the team with actions so that Zeng Fan don`t play as hard. It has to be easier so that we can catch up and overtake the score."

"What is this? This is the provincial final."

"Take me away from your guilt, and you don't need to blame yourself. At this time, there is only one thing you have to do, and that is to give me 120% of the energy to play this game well. "Wang Xianhui's eyes were sharp, and he swept across the players one by one, "If this game is lost, what's the point of feeling guilty and blaming yourself?"

A group of players looked up.

Yes, what is needed now is to play well. If the game is lost, what is the point of guilt and self-blame?

"Coach, I understand." Xu Feng said.

"Coach, don't worry, I know what to do."

"Me too."

Others also said one after another, with flames burning in their eyes, with evil aura permeating.

...

In the auditorium.

Zuo Xiaojun couldn't help sighing: "Compared with the original City League, the current Yuyang Seventh Middle School is nothing like two teams. They have become stronger. Especially Qin Hao, Jiang Feng and Wang Lei. I remember that Wang Lei was a stupid big man who could only grab rebounds in the city league, but now he can play singles with the ball, and he can even make guard moves like crossover. Tsk tsk..."

"Yes." Lu Shi also sighed: "Being able to fight like this with Wusui Middle School and leading the opponent by 7 points at halftime, Yuyang Seventh Middle School's strength is terrible."

Qu Yan didn't speak, he was in a complicated mood, and even a little desperate. A Yuyang Seventh High School that could have the upper hand in the provincial finals, what would he do to defeat the opponent?

No, he's afraid he doesn't even have the qualifications to challenge.

At the same time, the second half began.

At the beginning of the second half, both sides sent their starting lineups, and Zeng Fan's state had indeed fallen, not as hot as the second quarter.

But the other players in Wusui Middle School were as if they were playing chicken blood, their eyes burst into red light, the defense became extremely fierce, and the offensive end was also full of aggressiveness.

"Pick and roll!"

Xu Feng made a gesture and Hou Kun came up for the pick-and-roll. Xu Feng immediately moved a step to the right. Wang Lei rushed forward to prepare for the delay. However, to his surprise, Xu Feng did not take the opportunity to break through. Instead, he took a step back and was on the three-point line. A jumper shot outside.

Huh!

With a soft sound, the ball is scored.

Xu Feng shot the ball extremely decisively, and it was this decisiveness that made him focus enough. Only the basket was in his heart. When the ball was shot, he knew that the ball was in.

"Roar..."

Seeing the goal, Xu Feng waved his fist and snarled excitedly.

For a while, the students of Wusui Middle School cheered...

After a few rounds.

"boom!"

Yuan Xiaogang shot and hit the iron, Wang Lei was about to grab the rebound, but unexpectedly a figure shot out and grabbed the rebound in front of him. He turned his head to see-it was Su Guanglei.

Isn't Su Guanglei defending Jiang Feng?

Before he could think about it, Su Guanglei immediately pushed forward after grabbing the rebound. After two moves forward, he passed it to Xu Feng, and Xu Feng passed it to Zeng Fan. Zeng Fan rushed to the frontcourt and took three big steps to hit the basket. Qin Hao has already run back to defend, came to the basket and flew up to block the shot.

But at this moment, Zeng Fan retracted the shot and passed to the center. Hou Kun, the center, had already followed up and cut straight to the center, just in time to receive the pass from Zeng Fan.

"Dunk."

Hou Kun burst into a shout, kicked his feet on the floor, and he jumped up as a buckle with both hands. He didn't bounce well, but even dared to dunk directly at this moment.

This was beyond the expectation of many people. No one thought that a group of role players in Wusui Middle School suddenly broke out and everyone stood up and scored.

A wave of crazy counterattacks, and even quickly caught up to the point difference with only 1 point left.

Jiang Fangping frowned and called a timeout.

It's not that Yuyang Seventh Middle School played badly. It's just that Wusui Middle School played too well and they were unprepared. Therefore, Jiang Fangping did not blame the players, but urged everyone to strengthen the defense, and then carried out a regular rotation of personnel. Kai and Yuan Xiaogang replaced, replaced by Fu Qiang and Wang Chengyu.

After this timeout, Qin Hao and Jiang Feng stepped up their personal offenses. Qin Hao first shot one outside the three-point line, but didn't make it. Jiang Feng felt pretty good. An accelerated jumper hit a stop and stabilized the score, and did not allow Wusui Middle School to overtake.

But at this moment, an accident happened.