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After the timeout ended, the two teams returned to the basketball court again.
The difference from before is that the spirit of the software team at this time is no longer as depressed as before. On the contrary, the face is full of fighting spirit.
The current software team is simply two teams from before.
Seeing this situation, the students surrounding the support software team burst into bursts of cheers and cheers.
"Haha, what did I say, it was just a small setback just now, the software team will be fine."
"It is estimated that the software team has rearranged their tactics, and the next delivery boy will be in trouble."
"Although I really like the three-pointer of the delivery boy, basketball relies on five people. The French team can't help except the delivery boy, except for the delay. I have already foreseen that the software team will be next. Time to score crazy."
"You can't win a game with three-pointers alone. After all, not everyone is Curry!"
"Anyway, the delivery guy also helped the French team win respect, even though they lost."
Although everyone was impressed by Lin Cheng's three-pointer, they were not optimistic about the French team's next game.
After the two teams returned, the software team served.
Software team point guard Zhao Jian quickly dribbled the ball into the French team's half. To his surprise, just after entering the half, the French team's defenders came to defend.
Want to play a defensive press?
A mocking expression flashed in Zhao Jian's eyes
In his eyes, the opponent's defender is just a novice, and it is impossible to defend himself.
He shook his shoulders quickly. Sure enough, the defenders of the French team were deceived by his fake move and lost their position. Zhao Jian sneered, and then quickly broke through from one side.
At this moment, Zhao Jian's eyes lit up, and he saw that his captain had blocked the French team's center forward, and a golden road leading to the basket appeared in front of him.
With little hesitation, he controlled the ball and rushed in, ready to score a layup.
However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him with a firm expression.
This person is obviously the person who defended him just now.
Seeing this situation, a look of disbelief flashed in Zhao Jian's eyes.
The opponent's defender reacted so quickly?
How can this be?
Zhao Jian originally wanted to make a layup, but before he could run, he was blocked by the defender in front of him.
He didn't give up, and made fake moves continuously, trying to get rid of the defenders.
What made him depressed was that although he was able to get rid of the defender in front of him every time, the opponent quickly stuck up like a sticky cake. Zhao Jian was very uncomfortable with the opponent's stalking defense. After a long time, his breathing became short of breath.
Zhao Jian never imagined that a rookie on the other side who didn't seem to understand basketball at all could defend himself, which made him feel tremendous pressure.
When the other party was trembling, Zhao Jian didn't notice that a figure in a yellow uniform had appeared behind him at some point.
Just when Zhao Jian was about to use fake moves to get rid of the opposing defender again, suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed by his side, and immediately after, he felt light in his hand.
The basketball was cut off!
It's the delivery guy!
Almost instantly, he noticed the situation.
Zhao Jian hardly hesitated, turned around and chased back directly.
Although Zhao Jian thought that his speed was good, when he turned around and saw the speed of the delivery guy, he felt a chill in his heart.
Because he was horrified to find that the distance between himself and the delivery guy was getting bigger and bigger.
When he saw Lin Cheng beat Zhang Wei with speed before, he knew that Lin Cheng's speed was very fast.
But now after he actually confronted Lin Cheng, he realized how desperate Zhang Wei was at that time.
This speed can no longer be described as fast.
He even felt that this delivery boy could achieve good results even if he participated in the 100-meter sprint.
This kind of speed is simply crushing!
What horrified him the most was that the delivery boy was dribbling at a speed. If he didn't dribble, how terrifying would his speed be? It is estimated that they can run into the ten-second mark, right?
Although he knew that his speed was not as fast as Lin Cheng, Zhao Jian still gritted his teeth and chased after him.
Originally, Zhao Jian was already a little desperate, and the move of chasing back was nothing more than doing his best to obey the destiny.
But something happened that surprised him.
When approaching the three-point line, the speed of the delivery boy slowed down.
Zhao Jian immediately guessed Lin Cheng's intention.
That delivery boy even wanted to shoot a three-pointer, how could he allow this to happen?
Seeing that the distance between himself and Lin Cheng was getting closer, Zhao Jian suddenly had an excited expression on his face.
In time!
Your own speed has time to block the opponent's ball!
Thinking of this, Zhao Jian's speed became a little faster.
At this time, Lin Cheng had already stopped outside the three-point line, and at the same time jumped up on the spot, making a shooting posture with both hands.
"Don't even think about shooting!"
Zhao Jian roared, jumped up behind Lin Cheng, stretched out his palm and slapped it in the direction of the basketball.
Originally he thought it was a pretty wonderful blood cap, but Zhao Jian was dumbfounded the next second.
He was horrified to find that the basketball that was clearly in front of his eyes disappeared directly, and his waving arm directly hit the air.
Not only that, due to inertia, his slap lightly rubbed against Lin Cheng's arm, making a crisp sound.
Of course, the referee's whistle sounded at the same time.
Seeing the referee's gesture, Zhao Jian had a wry smile on his face.
brush!
At this moment, the sound of friction between the basketball and the net sounded again.
Three points are valid, plus a free throw!
Looking at Lin Cheng who was walking towards the free throw line, Zhao Jian's eyes were full of shock.
The delivery speed of this delivery boy is too fast, right?
His body hasn't even reached the highest point before he throws the ball, and the shooting percentage is so high, who can prevent this kind of shooting?
At this time, Zhao Jian even felt like playing with professional players.
brush!
Without any interference, the probability of Lin Cheng's free throw is almost 100%.
Along with a crisp friction sound, the French team scored another point.
The surrounding students once again cheered for Lin Cheng's performance. This is the second time he scored four points.
Lin Cheng turned a deaf ear to the cheers around him. His eyes quickly glanced towards the scoring table.
There are three minutes and forty-five seconds left in the time, and there are still thirty-one minutes left.
If I want to win this game, it seems that I have to speed up. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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