Upon hearing this...
The basketball players charged forward with great enthusiasm.
Some observant people noticed that Jiangda's strategy had changed again.
Qiu Cifeng returned to the field.
Lu Yibei entered the paint.
The training over the past few days has finally come in handy today.
Squad leader!!
To be honest, Jiangdian's C-class fighter jet is indeed quite strong.
But in terms of sheer strength, Chen Wei might not be any worse than him.
Lu Yibei only needed to bend down to block the protrusion of his buttocks.
Jiangdian University C: ?
He looked at Lu Yibei, who was shorter than him, behind him, puzzled. Why couldn't he push him up?
"Impressive, right? I practiced with the class monitor!" Lu Yibei raised an eyebrow.
Jiangxi University of Electric Power C: ?
Wait, why is your class monitor teaching this?!
Jiangxi University of Electronic Science and Technology's C-class student was not afraid.
After all, the solid center forward on the other side had withstood his push just now, and he planned to do the same.
With a turn, he tried to use his agility to shake off Lu Yibei.
But to his surprise, Lu Yibei's strength was barely on par with his, but his speed was faster. As he turned around, Lu Yibei swept his palm across and made a steal!
"Ah Feng! Charge!"
Qiu Cifeng did not reply.
He received Lu Yibei's pass while he was charging forward!
The opposing small forward was very quick and had already reached him.
Only one person from Jiangdian came.
But Jiangda University has a two-pronged approach!
Qiu Cifeng's hand trembled, and the ball was passed in a straight line to the bottom corner.
Xu Changhe jumped from beyond the three-point line with no one around!
Jiangdian's small forward was taken aback.
He said he couldn't keep up with this guy, who was as fast as lightning during the fast breaks in the first half!
Her mother did it on purpose?!
He actually passed the ball!?
Whoosh!
Three points go in.
Xu Changhe raised his middle, ring, and little fingers, pointing them towards the sky.
He was very excited:
"Isn't he handsome, Brother Xu!"
The basketball players walked past him expressionlessly.
"Come on, the previous few were all locked in, it's only right that one gets in, isn't it?"
"If you miss an open three-pointer, you'll be kicked out of the basketball team. Go and endure for three years before coming back."
Lu Yibei nudged Qiu Cifeng's butt with his knee:
"Hey Feng, I told you to run, why are you taking a stroll? Why don't you just rush up and dunk? Isn't dunking cooler than shooting a three-pointer?"
Qiu Cifeng: "...That's true. I won't do it again next time."
Xu Changhe: ?
He was desperate towards He Lin:
"Captain He, how about I join your team? My teammates here are all newbies!"
…Indeed, it is a newborn.
He Lin wiped the sweat from his chin. How could that guy, who could shut him down on the perimeter, still hold off his team's center's back-to-the-basket moves in the paint?
What model of newborn is this?!
Substitute!?
You translate this, you idiot, you call this a substitute?!
Then came Jiangdian's offensive round.
He Lin dribbled the ball to Qiu Cifeng.
Qiu Cifeng lowered his center of gravity.
He Lin narrowed his eyes: "So it's your turn to guard against me again this time? You learned your lesson before."
"Brother Bei said."
Qiu Cifeng stared at the ball bouncing up and down in He Lin's hand and said calmly, "You can't beat me when you have the ball."
He Lin: ...
Holding the ball means dribbling while playing.
He really couldn't beat Qiu Cifeng. No matter how skilled he was, Qiu Cifeng was more than ten centimeters taller than him, and his speed and explosiveness were both superior.
It would be a miracle if they could even fight.
So he used off-ball movement to dribble past Qiu Cifeng.
As a point guard, unless facing a physical monster like Qiu Cifeng, his threat with the ball is far greater than his threat without the ball.
Although he can also play off-ball, he can't guarantee that he can shake off this physical monster every time. More importantly, he can use off-ball movement to wear down Qiu Cifeng's stamina on the defensive end, which is the only way to stop him from being dangerous on the offensive end.
However, this tactic probably won't work now.
Qiu Cifeng can pass the ball.
Behind this monstrous physical creature, a person was grinning maliciously.
…This is not a metaphor, but the truth.
When He Lin saw Lu Yibei confronting his own Da C, he grinned, as if he had guessed the struggle in Lu Yibei's heart.
He Lin calculated that when playing against Qiu Cifeng, the success rate without the ball is still higher than when he has the ball.
But this raises another problem: if he plays without the ball, who will feed the ball to Jiangdian's center?
Although Lu Yibei managed to hold off his team's big C, the big C was still half a head taller than him, so attacking from above still had a considerable success rate.
Others can pass it too, but they certainly can't pass it as smoothly as he does.
Furthermore, it requires several passes, and on a basketball court, each additional pass increases the probability of a turnover.
Damn it, he's crippled himself.
While He Lin hesitated, Qiu Cifeng's hand touched the basketball.
Luckily, he reacted quickly enough to avoid being ripped out.
He steadied himself, and seeing his teammate's shooting guard make a run, he immediately passed the ball to him.
Xu Changhe's defense was solid. He squeezed through the screen and slapped the opponent in the face as he was about to shoot!
Clang.
Missed the shot!
Lu Yibei swiped his sword and quickly positioned himself before Hangzhou Dianzi University's C-class student could react.
Big C tried to squeeze through, but...
"Hey, don't get your hopes up. You think you're the class monitor?!"
Big C: ...
He even showed a pained expression as he struggled to squeeze into a spot.
What the hell did your class monitor teach?!
"mine!"
Lu Yibei jumped up and caught the ball in his arms: "Afeng! Run!"
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