Basketball Myth: Super Guard

The second quarter begins.

Neither Jiang Feng nor Gao Yueran went to Yuyang No. 7 Middle School. Zhao Hai, Guo Kai, Lei Yuchuan, Zhao Xuebing, and Qin Hao went to Yuyang No. 7 Middle School, while those who went to Ningchuan No. 1 Middle School were Wu Xinkai, Xu Xiaofeng, Zhao Lei, Zhang Yong, Zhang Hong, except for the two brothers Zhang Yong and Zhang Hong, the others are all substitute players.

Seeing that Yuyang No. 7 Middle School did not go to Jiang Feng, the players of Ningchuan No. 1 Middle School were relieved. The first quarter of the previous match between Jiang Feng and Gao Yueran made Ningchuan No. 1 Middle School players feel heavy and oppressive.

Now that Jiang Feng is not there, it is much easier.

"Brother, will you come first or me first?" Zhang Hong asked.

"If you come first, I'll come first, whoever has the best chance to fight." Zhang Yong smiled: "Don't talk nonsense, but the coach is watching from the sidelines. If he doesn't play well, I might replace Gao Yueran in a while."

Zhang Hong smiled, grabbed the ball in the backcourt and started to advance.

Zhang Hong and Zhang Yong also performed well in the first quarter, but because Gao Yueran led the offense, in fact, they did not fully play. Now Gao Yueran is absent and it is their moment.

Coming to the front court and seeing Qin Hao approaching, Zhang Hong smiled coldly and asked for a pick-and-roll, and then moved to the right while Zhang Yong moved to the left. The two passed by, and Zhang Hong handed the ball through. To Zhang Yong. Qin Hao had already bypassed the pick-and-roll and chased him up, and immediately pounced on Zhang Yong who was holding the ball.

But at this moment, Zhang Yong suddenly passed the ball, hitting the ground and passing it to the middle.

"Who is this passed to?"

"Have you made a mistake?"

People were stunned.

But the next moment, a figure flashed, and Zhang Hong suddenly stabbed out, just appearing on the trajectory of the basketball flight, receiving the ball as a layup.

The difference is 4 points.

"Pretty."

"This ball fits really well. It's worthy of being a brother. It's a tacit understanding."

People admired the students in Ningchuan No. 1 Middle School even more loudly. Although Gao Yueran was not on the court, there were still the Zhang brothers.

Qin Hao came to the front court and passed the ball to Zhao Xuebing. The coach assigned him to score points, so the organization task was handed over to Zhao Xuebing.

After Zhao Xuebing got the ball, he asked for a pick-and-roll, and Qin Hao followed Zhang Hong all the time, but at this moment, Qin Hao ran back, broke out, and instantly shook Zhang Hong away.

"Made." Zhang Hong cursed secretly, very depressed, Qin Hao was too fast.

At the next moment, Qin Hao came to the left. Zhao Xuebing kept paying attention to Qin Hao's position. He saw him throw away Zhang Hong and immediately passed the ball. Qin Hao didn't stop after receiving the ball. It was a breakthrough immediately. There was a Ning Chuan midfielder in front of him. It was delayed, but it was useless in Qin Hao's eyes.

Whoosh!

Qin Hao's change of direction was very abrupt. There was almost no change in speed, and there was no sign of it. Xu Xiaofeng, the power forward of Ningchuan No. 1 Middle School, was shocked. He couldn't react, and he was passed by Qin Hao in an instant. He was behind the basket. He knew this. The ball was not saved.

Huh!

Sure enough, Qin Hao made an easy layup.

......

"Pick-and-roll." Zhang Yong asked for a pick-and-roll, and then broke through. After attracting the defense, he scored the ball and passed it to Zhang Hong who was outside the right three-point line.

Zhang Hong took the ball but didn't rush to take it. He flicked it, then flicked the ball and passed it outside the right corner of the three-point line. I don't know when and where Zhang Yong has been.

The cooperation between the two is very tacit, and they can always find each other in the crowd and pass the ball to each other at the most suitable time. Zhang Yong caught the ball and took a glance at the basket, ignoring Zhao Xuebing, who was rushing to block, and shot directly from the three-point line, making a hollow hit.

"Don't miss anyone, keep up."

"Watch them."

In the auditorium.

People shouted to remind Yuyang Seventh Middle School players.

However, this is not because Yuyang No. 7 Middle School is not active or serious in defense. It's just that Zhang Yong and Zhang Hong's cooperation is too tacit. The two are almost non-stop, moving the ball, so fast that people can't react.

Some people think that cooperation is not important, and strength is the key, but sometimes, when cooperation is good enough, it can be superior to strength.

For example, a few professional players and amateur players play, even if they do not rely on physical or technical skills, only the tactical qualities of professional players, and the tacit understanding between each other, are enough to easily defeat amateur players.

Therefore, amateur players are just hobbies, and professional players are careers. The gap between the two is not only personal strength, but also technical and tactical level.

At this moment, when Gao Yueran is not there and there are substitutes around him, Zhang Yong and Zhang Hong are completely released, tactical coordination, technical and tactical levels are brought to the extreme, through clever cooperation, passing the ball, creating opportunities for the opponent, and then catching Take the chance and score the ball.

After a while, Ning Chuan's No. 1 Lieutenant General gradually widened the difference.

"Pull people away."

Qin Hao glanced at the scoreboard. He was 6 points behind on his side. He gestured to his teammates to pull away. Zhang Yong and Zhang Hong exchanged glances, and they all rushed to double-team Qin Hao.

However, Qin Hao was prepared for a sudden acceleration. He didn't give the opponent a chance to complete the double-teaming. He immediately passed Zhang Hong and slapped Zhang Yong away. He rushed into the inside like a wind. All the inside players of Ningchuan No. 1 Middle School Being pulled apart, only an empty basket remained, Qin Hao hugged the ball and flew up.

"this is......"

People's eyes widened.

I saw Qin Hao jumping up like a volley. Some fans close to the stadium could even see the soles of Qin Hao's shoes. They raised their heads and looked up, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

What kind of bounce is this?

At this moment, Qin Hao raised his arm far beyond the basket. When he reached the highest point, he suddenly exerted his force, and the whole person seemed to be still, and people suddenly felt that their heartbeat had missed a beat.

Everything seemed to stagnate, and it was not until Qin Hao shouted violently, moved his arm, and dunk the basketball into the basket fiercely, that people came back to their senses.

"hiss......"

Inhaling air-conditioning, many people opened their mouths wide, and could almost stuff a goose egg.

If Jiang Feng's dunk was an explosive dunk, then Qin Hao's dunk was a burst. His height of over one meter, his terrifying bounce, and the astonishing stagnation in the air gave people a particularly shocking impact.

It took a long time for people to calm down, and all their gazes at Qin Hao changed.

And this is just the beginning.

In the next round, Zhang Hong and Zhang Yong completed a small match. Zhang Hong cut through the air and found an opportunity to prepare for a layup. One arm suddenly stretched out and fanned the basketball.

Zhang Hong was stunned and looked quickly, only to see that the guy wearing the No. 0 jersey had jumped up again, shook his arm, grabbed the basketball, and then ran past him like the wind.

"What are you doing in a daze, chase after." Zhang Yong shouted.

"Oh." Zhang Hong recovered and chased after the figure, but the scene just now flashed in his mind, and he was actually blocked by Qin Hao!

Qin Hao was as fast as the wind, grabbing a rebound from the basket and launching a counterattack. He passed the players of Ningchuan No. 1 Middle School and Yuyang No. 7 Middle School. After a few steps, there was no one in front of him.

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