Basketball Myth: Super Guard

"So fast."

"This speed is terrifying."

"Tsk tsk, no one can catch up."

In the audience, people slapped their tongues.

Qin Hao's speed was too fast, and this counter-attack fully demonstrated his speed advantage.

In fact, the players who saw Ni Feiyu's shot but failed to enter the Shanghai University Affiliated Middle School have already turned around and retreated, but Qin Hao was not as fast as Qin Hao. Within a few steps, Qin Hao had already surpassed these people and made it to the front.

"Ball." Qin Hao shouted.

Wang Lei had seen it a long time ago. With a strong push with both hands, the basketball flew to the court. Qin Hao turned and glanced, slowed down a little, grabbed the basketball and patted forward. He was already in front of the basket and kicked his feet on the floor. The whole person rose into the air, holding the ball and flying to the basket.

哐!

Both hands burst buckle.

Qin Hao hung the frame with both hands, and also made a pull-up on the top.

That is to say, in the high school league, if it is in the NBA or some other professional leagues, this kind of action has to be blown as an example.

"Roar......"

The auditorium is boiling.

The fans jumped up, screams, cheers, and cheers resounded throughout the arena.

This is the advantage of the home court. They are all fans of Yuyang No. 7 Middle School. With such wonderful two-handed slam dunks, the whole arena is boiling.

"Damn, both hands burst into buckle!"

"Qin Hao's dunk is still so bloody, every time I see him dunk, it feels like he is flying."

The substitute players of Yuyang No. 7 Middle School on the edge of the court were all excited, Jiang Xue covered her mouth and opened her eyes wide, staring straight at Qin Hao without blinking.

Qin Hao landed, turned back to his own half, and slapped his teammates one by one.

Ni Feiyu's face changed slightly, but he refused to admit defeat, and hummed in a low voice: "Isn't it just a dunk? Such a dunk is very simple for me."

As if to prove this, after two rounds, Ni Feiyu found an opportunity to catch the pick-and-roll and throw off Jiang Feng, then broke through and rushed into the inside, regardless of the defender, he would burst into dunks when he jumped up.

Snapped!

Thugs.

beep!

Whistle.

After all, Ni Feiyu could not deduct the ball, but it caused a foul by Wang Lei. His talent is indeed amazing, but he underestimated the opponent and would deduct the ball.

How could Wang Lei let him do what he wanted?

When Ni Feiyu walked to the free throw line and made two free throws, the coach of the Shanghai University Affiliated Middle School requested a timeout.

"Feiyu." The coach of the Shanghai University Affiliated Middle School looked at Ni Feiyu helplessly, "You will consume a lot of physical energy when playing like this. Come down and rest, and wait until the second quarter."

As for Ni Feiyu to get the ball just to play it by himself, the coach of Shanghai University Affiliated Middle School didn't think there was anything wrong. Ni Feiyu was a pure scorer and did this. As long as he kept a sufficient shooting rate, playing alone was not a problem.

It's just that as soon as he enters the field, he has changed his personality, sharp and aggressive.

This is a good thing and a bad thing. The good thing is that you are passionate about playing, and the bad thing is that you don’t know how to save energy, even if the hit rate is enough, the physical energy is not small.

Especially today, Ni Feiyu is like a sharp sword out of its sheath. Even though he scored a lot of points, it was too tiring to play like this.

"Huh, huh...Oh, okay." Ni Feiyu gasped roughly, looking at Yuyang Seventh Middle School a little unwillingly. He hadn't faced Qin Hao head-on.

Yuyang Seventh Middle School is here.

Yuan Xiao just touched Qin Hao, and said to the Shanghai University side: "Nuo, that Ni Feiyu is looking at you, he seems to be very unwilling, probably because he didn't match up with you."

Qin Hao smiled lightly: "This is a game. Should he be singled out on the street? Hey, after all, he is only a freshman. He is too young and immature. He is not mature and calm enough to play."

As soon as he said this, his teammates looked at him together with weird expressions.

It seems that you are only a freshman, right?

"Ahem..." Qin Hao gave a dry cough and laughed.

After a while, the pause ended.

Both sides have carried out personnel rotation. At the same time that Ni Feiyu was replaced, Jiang Fangping at Yuyang No. 7 Middle School also replaced Jiang Feng.

Seven minutes have been played in this quarter, with only three minutes left.

The two sides began to enter the rotation time, Qin Hao was also replaced after playing for more than a minute, until the end of the first quarter, Yuyang No. 7 Middle School led by 23:20, 3 points.

After entering the second quarter, the Shanghai University Affiliated Middle School did not make the full lineup, except for a few substitute players, only center Xia Jie was the main force.

Seeing Xia Jie on the field, Qin Hao frowned slightly, and stopped Fu Qiang: "Be careful of the opponent's center, I think that guy is not easy."

"Yeah." Fu Qiang nodded.

Both sides returned to the court.

Sure enough, as Qin Hao had predicted, sending Xia Jie to the Shanghai University High School at this time was not as simple as letting him go up and grab a rebound, but to make him the main offensive force.

I saw Xia Jie jammed Fu Qiang with one hand in the low position, and raised one hand for the ball. The 300-jin fat man was like a small truck. Fu Qiang couldn't even go around and grab the ball. It's stuck in one hand. After Xia Jie got the ball, he played back and singles. The tonnage was too big, and Fu Qiang was pushed back steadily.

"Fu Qiang can't stand this weight at all."

"No one can withstand it."

People slap their tongues.

Xia Jie took two steps backwards and then turned around abruptly, turning from the back basket to the face frame, and raised a small hook for the basketball with his right hand.

Huh!

The ball is scored.

Fu Qiang's face was helpless. The opponent's tonnage could squeeze him far away by standing there. It was a hook. Although Xia Jie's bounce was almost negligible, he still couldn't block it.

In the next round, when the Shanghai University Affiliated Middle School attacked, Xia Jie once again played in the low post and was still a hook. Fu Qiang burst into tears. He really couldn't reach it.

Huh!

Return in.

"Help!" Jiang Fangping shouted on the field.

Yuyang No. 7 Middle School began to assist in the defense. As soon as he saw Xia Jie taking the ball from the low position, he immediately went to help defend. However, Xia Jie's restraint force was too great and Yuyang No. 7 Middle School had problems with the defense of the outside line. Perimeter players seized the opportunity to score two three-pointers.

Suddenly the situation became unfavorable for Yuyang No. 7 Middle School.

"Fu Qiang suffered too much." Qin Hao sighed secretly. Facing the big fat man of three hundred jin, Fu Qiang's small body of two hundred jin was not enough and was completely devastated.

"Substitution." Jiang Fangping was also helpless and had no choice but to substitute. He simply replaced Wang Lei, Jiang Feng, Guo Kai and others.

But in just two or three minutes, Yuyang Seventh Middle School's leading 3 points in the first quarter are gone.

Qin Hao didn't play. He played a long time in the first quarter, and he played for a while in the rotation. At this time, he played for three minutes in the second quarter, and Jiang Fangping planned to let him rest.

Seeing Xia Jie, who was swaying as he walked, with a round waist and a face full of flesh, looked at Fu Qiang who returned to the court with a frustrated expression. Qin Hao couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "This should be a counterattack by Fatty Right? Sure enough, fat people are not easy, especially fat people who can play."

The fat man's threat is indeed a bit big, and he will have to find a way to deal with it.

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