Basketball Myth: Super Guard

Yuyang No. 7 Middle School, basketball court.

An intra-team practice match is underway.

"Run faster, haven't you eaten?" Jiang Fangping shouted at the players with a face, "I told you, don't treat this as a training, but as a formal game. Is that what you did during the game? Attitude to the game?"

On the field.

The players shrank their necks and dared not say anything, they just rushed.

It's just that Zhao Xuebing, Wang Chengyu, and Fu Qiang couldn't help but complain, and we can't help it. With Qin Hao's speed, how can we catch up?

Qin Hao quickly counterattacked, rushing to the front, Zhao Xuebing, Wang Chengyu and others chased after him, but after a few steps they were still thrown away, only watching Qin Hao receive a pass from his teammate and score a layup.

"Offensive, what are you doing in a daze." Jiang Fangping's voice sounded again, "Fu Qiang, don't you want to fight? Give me down if you don't want to fight, and don't fight for the next game."

"No, no, I want to fight." Fu Qianglian shouted, "Coach, I want to fight."

"Humph." Jiang Fangping snorted coldly: "If you want to fight, just run for me. Don't look like you're going to die. This is a game."

Fu Qiang smiled bitterly, gritting his teeth and speeding up.

After finally waiting for the coach to stop, Fu Qiang leaned on his knees and gasped for breath. He almost became a dead dog. After breathing well, he glanced at Jiang Fangping and whispered: "What's the matter with the coach? It's too severe to owe him eight million."

"Yes." Wang Chengyu quickly agreed and said aggrieved: "The coach is too harsh these days. I don't know how many scolds I have received."

In the past few days, Jiang Fangping has been extremely harsh. Seeing that they were not serious at all, they immediately reprimanded Fu Qiang and Wang Chengyu.

Seeing a few people whispering and complaining, Guo Kai scowled and took out the majesty of the captain, and said: "Okay, shut up all of you. Why are you being scolded? It's not your own problem. Besides, is it wrong for the coach to be stricter? It will be the Southern Finals soon."

At this mention, everyone was speechless.

Yes, it will soon be the Southern District Finals, which will play against Chenqiao No. 9 Middle School in Chongqing.

"Is Chenqiao No. 9 Middle School strong?" Zhao Xuebing asked.

"What do you mean?" Yuan Xiaogang said in a huff: "Group A group is the first, winning all four games, and it is said that from the city league to the divisional match, Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School has never lost, every battle must be won, all the way It can be said to be advancing forward, do you say strong or not?"

hiss......

Everyone sucked in air-conditioning.

From the City League to the Southern District Finals, at least a dozen games have to be played, and none of them have been lost. Did Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School shape the undefeated golden body?

Yuyang No. 7 Middle School played very well this season, but he still lost a match in the provincial league group stage, while Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School didn't lose a game. The strength can be imagined.

For a while, everyone couldn't help but feel anxious.

The next game is the Southern District Finals. It will be a life and death game. Only the winning team can advance. It is really a lot of pressure to reach the National Finals.

Seeing everyone’s expressions, Qin Hao knew that he had to say something: "Don’t worry too much. We have never played against any of our opponents. No matter what his undefeated golden figure, he won’t be able to use it here. The front is the National Finals. , The championship trophy is right there, no one wants to stop us."

"Correct."

"God blocks and kills gods, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha! Even if he is a golden arhat, he will be destroyed."

"We have Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, Wang Lei, and all of us. As long as we are united, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Everyone also agreed and relaxed a lot.

Although Qin Hao comforted his teammates, he did not dare to be sloppy in his actions. Except for the team's training, he never missed the extra training every day.

After school in the evening, he went to the old stadium and began to practice.

"begin."

Qin Hao began to practice in accordance with his own training plan, from basic skills to various techniques. After all these were trained, he stopped and rested for a while.

Next, there is targeted training.

"Huh!"

Qin Hao made a sudden stop jumper from the free throw line at a 45-degree angle and started his targeted training today, which is a mid-range shot.

Shot again and again, change different ways of shooting.

"Swishes" sounded one after another, and the basketball pierced the net again and again.

After a period of targeted training, Qin Hao's mid-range shots have become more and more accurate. With the foundation of free throw training and three-point training, his progress has been especially rapid.

Up to now, Qin Hao's mid-range shooting rate has been quite high, and he has also increased his mid-range shots during the game, but it is still slightly inferior to three-pointers.

Mainly because the shooting distance needs to evade defense, Qin Hao needs to use difficult shooting actions such as backwards and emergency stops, and because there are more defenders shot within the three-point line, not only from the front, but also from the side. , The interference will be greater, so the hit rate is not as good as the three-pointer.

But the good news is that Qin Hao felt that wonderful feeling again, and the "critical point" appeared again, the same as when he was practicing three-pointers.

"coming."

Qin Hao's eyes suddenly gleamed, and the feeling of touching the "critical point" came.

Huh!

Huh!

Shot again and again, hit again and again.

Qin Hao changed various actions, full of confidence, but his actions were as stable as pasting and copying, and his hit rate suddenly increased. However, this state did not last long, and he had not really crossed the "critical point" yet, so The hit rate is not stable yet.

Ten minutes later, Qin Hao stopped.

That feeling has disappeared, but Qin Hao can feel his progress, and even with time, his middle distance can become a big killer.

But, how long will it take?

The Southern District Final is approaching. If you can beat Chen Qiao No. 9 Middle School and win the Southern District Championship, the next step is the National Finals. Opponents in the finals, no matter which team they are, will definitely be very strong, very strong. Can they cope with their current strength?

"Huh." Qin Hao shook his head, throwing away these thoughts, "Oh, I think too much, and it is true that I will deal with the upcoming Southern Finals first. There are still a few days left, so I have to hurry up and improve my strength as much as possible. , Even a little improvement is good."

"Time."

For Qin Hao, the biggest problem is time.

In fact, his progress is already very fast, far surpassing the others, even Jiang Feng and Wang Lei can't compare with him, Qin Hao can say that he is improving every day.

As long as he is given enough time, he is confident to defeat any opponent, at least no one in the high school league can compete with him.

It's just that time is too tight.

From the city league to the present, it has only been more than half a year, and there has been a winter vacation in the middle, even if Qin Hao never slackened, rain or shine, continuous extra training, and the body seems to have undergone abnormal changes, some special, but more than half a year After all, it was a little too short.

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