"Zone defense!" Qiao Bixia stood beside the golf club, waving and shouting, "Guarantee your positions!"

"Okay!" Xu Mengxi also shouted helpfully.

Under the instructions of Coach Qiao, Class 4's defense finally got some structure.

Within the three-point line, with Liu Xin as the center, defend the city in a circle and be ready.

Jiang Qinghua, on the other hand, led the ooze monsters into entanglements.

A marathon is a marathon.

I'll fucking run you to death!

On the second team's side, there were frequent passes and cuts as usual.

But facing the zone defense directed by Qiao, there was no chance after more than ten seconds of play.

The ball was passed to Ling Shijie. Seeing that there was not much time to attack, he bullied Liu Yonghui because he was short, so he forced a jump shot.

But at this moment, Qiao Bixia suddenly opened her arms and began to fan.

At the same time, his eyes widened, as if he wanted to eat him.

"ruaa!!!" Qiao Bixia suddenly shouted.

Tiger style reappears in the world.

With this roar, Ling Shijie shrank on the spot and his movements changed accordingly.

Even the other team members were awakened with instinctive fear, a chill running down their spines and a pause in their steps.

Only Liu Xin steadily blocked the rebound position.

After all, he is a man who has rubbed against Qiao Bixia hundreds of times.

It's just a small scene.

Sure enough, Ling Shijie's shot was weak and substandard, and he was about to lose it.

Liu Xin had already predicted this and grabbed the rebound as soon as he straightened up.

Then, follow what Li Zheng said.

Check the location immediately.

He decisively discovered Jiang Qinghua, who was sprinting towards the opponent's half-marathon.

This is a fast break position.

Liu Xin immediately rounded his arms and threw the ball as hard as he threw a discus, no matter how far it was.

"Defend!" Ling Shijie turned around and shouted.

The members of the second squad then started running.

Four groups of people, but not one of them moved.

Rest where you are.

Director Li has arranged it, and now is the time to widen the physical gap.

Whether the goal is scored or not, there is no contest.

Jiang Qinghua took advantage of the bounce and received the ball as expected.

While he turned around to visit the ooze monster, he laid up slowly and quickly.

The ooze monster had already given up, but seeing that his rhythm was getting stronger again, he just jumped over.

Jiang Qinghua saw the opportunity and deliberately waited for him to invade his body area before jumping for a layup.

The slime monster couldn't hold it back anymore and slapped Jiang Qinghua on the arm.

Jiang Qinghua's shot was interfered with, and the ball unfortunately bounced to the basket.

"Dudu!!"

The whistle sounded.

The referee Teacher Wang raised his hand and signaled: "Foul, free throw!"

Jiang Qinghua secretly rejoiced and nodded to Li Zheng, who was walking far away.

Behind him, the people from the second class ran all the way back and missed the opportunity. They were very tired.

The fourth group of people just strolled over.

One side is cultivating physical energy, and the other is consuming it. One in and one out, the benefits are obvious.

Jiang Qinghua then made a free throw.

Standing alone in front of the free throw line, he felt a sense of freedom that he had never felt before.

It was as if the snot stuck on my hand was suddenly wiped off.

Raise your hand and shoot.

The first goal was scored steadily.

Here comes the second ball.

Bang!

It's a little crooked and pops out.

Liu Xin and Jiang Qinghua fought so much that he subconsciously blocked this direction and jumped to grab the rebound.

Looking back, Li Zheng was halfway back to defense. At this time, he happened to be standing on the edge of the three-point line, unmarked.

Without thinking, he passed it.

Li Zheng is also extremely clever. Just like at the beginning, he took off as soon as he caught the ball.

Take action.

Whoosh!

Entered the network again.

This is Li Zheng's third three-pointer of the game.

17:23.

Still 6 points away.

The people on the sidelines suddenly went crazy.

"Ahhhh!!"

“Li Zheng is awesome!!!!!”

Long time no see.

Boil again.

What's even more unexpected is that Jiang Qinghua's cheerleading team finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Rebellion and change of ownership.

"Li Zheng mvp!!! Li Zheng mvp!!!"

The four groups hugged each other and cheered like crazy.

Only Qiao Bixia fulfilled her mission and had no time to celebrate. She just kept calling for the players to defend.

Xu Mengxi was actually helping to shout, but no one noticed.

In the excitement, the big center of the second class followed the same pattern and made another long-distance serve.

This time, Li Zheng threw himself into defense faster, and Ling Shijie ran wildly to chase the ball without giving way to each other.

This time, Li Zheng's physical advantage during the ten minutes of rest was revealed.

Seeing it getting closer and closer.

What's even scarier is.

"ruaa!!!" Qiao Bixia yelled at Ling Shijie again.

Ling Shijie was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat.

He was delayed half a step by this lion's roar skill.

Li Zheng, however, had long been accustomed to this move. He took advantage of the situation and jumped up to grab the ball.

The body has stretched a little longer.

Snapped!

Got it!

Hold the ball.

Landed.

Hold on.

The whole crowd cheered.

"Li Zheng!! Ahhhh!"

"handsome!!!!"

"Get over it! Get over it!!"

At this time, Li Zheng's recovery value has repeatedly reached its peak.

【Total rate:572.5↑↑↑↑↑】

Li Zheng didn't dare to look at the vitality value. He held the ball and examined it for a moment, then raised his hand to signal to slow down the pace and stabilize the attack.

Ling Shijie had no choice but to return to defense. When he passed the referee Mr. Wang, he shouted: "The inner tank screamed so hard that my liver was broken. Do you care?"

Teacher Wang glanced at Qiao Bixia.

Also a shiver.

But thinking about what his biological brother said, he just waved his hand: "Can't the NBA audience also interfere? Play hard."

"grass!"

"Who the hell are you going to fuck? Are you going to fuck another one?" Teacher Wang then put his hand into his pocket, as if to take out some cards.

"it's okay no problem……"

At the same time, the number of girls gathered around the court was steadily increasing.

Legend has it that a football god emerged in his second year of high school.

Sakura Lake Marbury.

Hisashi Mitsui, Class 4.

Come and see if you have any.

On the court, Li Zheng knew that his recovery power was steadily increasing, but at this point in the battle, he no longer dared to devote any energy to looking at the vitality value and only focused on the game.

That rush just now was not in vain. Not only did he steal the ball, he also regained the rhythm of the game.

Class 4 also has more confidence and even cheers with more energy.

But Li Zheng still didn't dare to fight with all his strength. He had to save enough energy to play for 15 minutes.

In the next few minutes, there was back and forth between the two sides.

10 minutes into the second half.

Score 29:31.

Two points away from tying the game.

There are only five minutes left before the end of the game.

Everyone in the audience ran a little slower, as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

My physical strength has bottomed out.

Li Zheng's technical movements are inevitably deformed.

Even though he rested for a short half of the game and deliberately reserved it, he was still a little out of breath and his legs were so sore.

He stood in his defensive area, his eyes were a little blurred, and his vision was flickering.

But he must stay here.

In this attack of Class 2, the ball was passed around, and finally it got to Ling Shijie.

Ling Shijie took a deep breath and dribbled towards Li Zheng's area.

Li Zheng took a breath and dragged his feet to defend.

He could feel that Ling Shijie's dribbling movements were a little different from before.

It seems that he is determined to rush in.

No matter how tired Li Zheng was, he couldn't let him get his wish, so he just faced him and pushed him to the death.

Seeing that the route was blocked, Ling Shijie dribbled with his back and leaned on Li Zheng to squeeze in.

Li Zheng was far inferior to him physically, but he refused to give in and fought hard.

Who would have thought that a person like him, Li Zheng, would have such a day.

In order to win the class competition, I risked my life.

The female classmates on the sidelines were almost in tears watching this.

"Li Zheng!! Come on!!"

"Ahhhh Li Zheng!!!!"

Ling Shijie pushed it in for seven or eight seconds, but he just couldn't eat it.

Seeing that there is not much time left to attack.

He glanced at the scoreboard.

"Fuck..." Ling Shijie gritted his teeth, suddenly grabbed the ball with both hands, raised his arms, and suddenly turned around and threw his elbow.

With this swing, the tip of his elbow hit the bridge of Li Zheng's nose.

Before Li Zheng felt the pain, his eyes went black.

The body fell backward uncontrollably.

He fell heavily to the ground.

The pain just hit my head.

Then there was a fishy smell.

"Dudu!" Teacher Wang yelled and ran over, "Ling Shijie, are you going to fucking fight me?"

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't press my elbow." Ling Shijie smiled and leaned over and stretched out his hand, "It's okay, brother."

He himself was startled when he leaned over.

Li Zheng's face was covered in blood.

It's still leaking from the nostrils.

"Old Wang, take care of yourself!" Qiao Bixia yelled from afar, "Isn't this a serious foul? This should be a loss!"

The cheering people from the classes on both sides also started shouting.

"Really... I really didn't mean it..." Ling Shijie squatted next to Li Zheng, grabbing his arm and trying to pull him up. "It doesn't matter if you have a little nosebleed... Stop pretending, get up quickly..."

But Jiang Qinghua rushed over with red eyes and pushed Ling Shijie over: "What the hell are you pretending to be a grandson!"

Liu Xin also quickly helped Li Zheng up: "Brother Li, hold on, we're going to the hospital right now."

"It's okay..." Li Zheng wiped his nose, shook off the blood stains on his hands and stood up straight.

The sudden pain on the bridge of my nose passed quickly, but my head was still a little heavy and my legs were even softer.

"Okay!" Liu Xin helped Li Zheng walk to the sidelines, "Your legs are already weak. Stop the bleeding first."

While supporting Li Zheng, he turned towards Ling Shijie with red eyes: "Fuck you..."

On the court, Jiang Qinghua grabbed Ling Shijie's collar and said, "Get the fuck off the court!"

"Why?" Ling Shijie also pulled his collar and showed it to the physical education teacher, "Teacher, how do you say this? Is this a serious foul?"

Teacher Wang of Physical Education pushed them away with all his strength and blocked them in the middle.

"Ling Shijie, sent off!"

"Class 4 serves!"

"Anyone who commits another foul will be directly penalized."

"If you two fight again, you will lose."

This penalty made Jiang Qinghua feel better.

Under the pull of Chen Sen and Liu Yonghui, he temporarily swallowed his breath.

Ling Shijie snorted, spit, turned around and confessed to the members of his team: "I will destroy that kid, and then we will fight as a whole. As long as Jiang Qinghua doesn't let go of that point, we will win."

There was some resistance in the eyes of the team members, but they did not dare to say anything when facing Ling Shijie.

The whistle sounded and the game continued. The substitute came on temporarily for Li Zheng, and Liu Xin had to return to the court first.

Watching the game start again, Li Zheng just stood on the sidelines in confusion.

Along with the nosebleed, the breath seemed to be released.

It's difficult to lift my feet.

He felt several hands helping him wipe away the blood, and someone was helping him block his nostrils.
Chapter completed!