The first ball jump ball determines the ball possession.
The opponent sent a tall center who was 1.9 meters tall.
Zhao Xiaobo felt a lot of pressure, and he was preparing to lay out a defensive strategy to avoid being caught off guard by the opponent.
Wu Yong said at this time: "Let me jump the ball."
ah!
Zhao Xiaobo was shocked again.
He looked at Wu Yong and wondered whether he should laugh or cry: "Old Wu, the person opposite is 1.9 meters tall. Can you jump over him?"
Wu Yong smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "No problem."
"But..." Zhao Xiaobo wanted to say something else.
But he was interrupted by Zhou Peng on the side.
Zhou Peng's eyes flashed and he smiled and said: "Okay, Xiaobo, don't talk nonsense. Don't worry when the boss comes out to jump the ball. If you can't jump him, I'll chop off his dick on the spot!"
Zhou Peng knew Wu Yong's skills well.
The battle with Ma Tianying in Yunnan Province is still vivid in my mind.
If Wu Yong tried his best to jump up.
Zhou Peng felt that he could jump at least as high as a three-story building.
The jumping ball is easy to catch!
Thinking of this, Zhou Peng suddenly felt his eyes brighten.
Yes, Wu Yong's skills are so good, maybe he can also be very good at playing basketball!
The three of them may not lose!
In an instant, Zhou Peng's eyes were full of confidence.
The other side doesn't think so.
They saw that Wu Yong was not tall and was still wearing casual clothes. He did not look like someone who could play ball, and they secretly despised him.
Sending such a person out to jump the ball is simply a form of abuse.
The three of them looked at each other and smiled, but didn't take it seriously.
Tang Xuemei and the others were looking anxiously outside.
"They seem to want Wu Yong to jump the ball," the girl said.
"Yeah, how can Wu Yong do it? He definitely can't jump against the opponent's big guy. I really don't know what to think." Tang Xuemei said with a frown on her face.
It doesn’t matter what others think anyway.
Wu Yong has already stood in front of the opponent's center.
The referee who was hired temporarily held the ball with one hand and explained the rules to them.
"The ball can only be moved when it starts to fall. Please note that you cannot hold the ball directly, otherwise it will be considered a foul."
Wu Yong nodded to express his understanding.
The opponent's center sneered secretly: "Okay, you don't have to tell him so much, he can't touch the ball anyway. If I can lose to him in a jump ball, I won't have to mess around on the court anymore."
Wu Yong snorted and said, "Really? Just watch it."
Both sides are ready.
The referee gently threw the ball up.
call.
The center on the opposite side jumped up, raised his long arms, and saw the basketball close at hand.
The eyes around the stadium were watching this scene, and they all mourned for Wu Yong from the bottom of their hearts.
The height advantage is too obvious.
The opponent didn't even jump very much and was almost able to reach the basketball.
How can Wu Yong defeat him?
Roda covered her head and looked at the field with despair.
At this time, Wu Yong moved.
He tapped his toes lightly without exerting any force.
But his body shot straight up like a rocket.
Swish.
The opponent's center was smiling, looking at the basketball that was very close at hand and about to be touched.
Suddenly an incredible scene occurred.
Wu Yong's face appeared in his sight without any warning, smiling teasingly at him.
The center seemed to have seen a ghost at this moment, his facial features were distorted, and a row of exclamation marks appeared in his heart.
What's going on!
When did he jump up?
Why so high!
A series of questions for which I have yet to find answers.
Wu Yong had already flown in front of him, and he was one step ahead of him, and he knocked the ball out hard.
Phew, the basketball crossed a straight line and accurately landed in the hands of the stunned Zhao Xiaobo.
The whole audience was shocked.
Onlookers under the basketball court wiped their eyes with their hands.
"Damn it, am I right? How high did he jump just now?"
"Anyway, it's super high and can bounce at least 1.5 meters."
"Let me take a stab at it, maybe we are dazzled."
No one could believe that Wu Yong could steal the ball from the big center.
And he jumped from behind.
Tang Xuemei was also dumbfounded. Just now they had firmly believed that Wu Yong would definitely lose.
As a result, Wu Yong actually crushed him in terms of jumping.
Tang Xuemei's eyes became hot: "It turns out that Wu Yong's jumping is so good. If we bring him closer to our class's team, his strength will definitely be raised to a higher level!"
Zhao Xiaobo, who was holding the ball in his hand, was also stunned for a long time.
He couldn't imagine how Wu Yong did it!
Asking himself, he felt that he didn't have much chance of winning, but Wu Yong did it and accurately passed the ball to him.
A group of people were stunned for a long time.
Wu Yong urged depressingly: "Hurry up and attack the basket. Why don't you pass the ball to me to shoot?"
Zhao Xiaobo exclaimed before coming back to his senses.
His eyes became firm.
good.
Since Lao Wu has seized the opportunity to attack first, it is up to him to score the first ball.
He swatted the ball hard and headed towards the basket.
Zhao Xiaobo is the main defender of Zeng Xin.
Seeing Zhao Xiaobo's menacing attack, Zeng Xin hurriedly shouted to the center: "Hurry back to the basket and help defend."
"Oh." The stunned center was busy guarding the basket.
The two worked together to block all Zhao Xiaobo's routes.
Zhao Xiaobo tried to break through but failed, so he took a step back and tried to shoot.
At this time, Zeng Xin relied on his accumulated experience and judged in advance.
"He's going to take action, come and attack him quickly!"
Zeng Xin shouted and called out the center under the basket. The two surrounded Zhao Xiaobo, instantly causing Zhao Xiaobo to lose the ball.
I'm going!
Zhao Xiaobo secretly thought something was wrong, he had no room to take action.
The opponent's center is very tall.
If you force the shot, 90% of the shots will be blocked.
Now his only option is to pass it out and let his two teammates take the shot.
"Zhou Peng, continue!"
At the critical moment.
Zhao Xiaobo didn't have time to think too much. Seeing that no one was defending Zhou Peng, he threw the ball directly.