reborn perfect male god

Chapter 309 The Final Transcendence (for Subscription)

Ever since Lin Ruofeng played a 10-0 climax by himself, the rest of the Lejia team also recovered. After the Nanhe team scored two points, Zhao Ping immediately responded with one.

At this moment, Chen Jiaming rushed towards Lin Ruofeng with a ruthless face.

"Boy, I'm going to scrap you!"

Chen Jiaming dribbled the ball, and there was someone watching for him. Immediately, Chen Jiaming dribbled the ball and rushed towards Lin Ruofeng. The moment he approached, Chen Jiaming grabbed the ball with his right hand and slapped Lin Ruofeng fiercely in the face.

Seeing this, Lin Ruofeng was stunned, and flashed through the wave at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, he snatched the ball from Chen Jiaming's hand with a speed that could not be compared to the thunder.

"Thank you, it's really easy for me to grab the ball like this!"

Lin Ruofeng, who got the ball, chuckled, taunted Chen Jiaming abruptly, and rushed straight across the half court.

"Stop him!" Chen Jiaming was still shouting while running back, the other two members became ruthless, and attacked Lin Ruofeng at the same time. It looked like they really wanted to destroy Lin Ruofeng.

However, at this moment, Zhao Ping made a pick-and-roll to help Lin Ruofeng stop someone.As for the other person, he was not Lin Ruofeng's opponent at all, he just passed by with a few fake moves, and immediately stood outside the three-point line.

Swish!
The Nets turned up!

Another three-point hit!
"Beautiful! The Le Jia team cheered up and created a good opportunity for Lin Ruofeng. However, Lin Ruofeng did not waste this opportunity and successfully scored three points. The score was 89:76! The Le Jia team was only [-] points behind, I believe that Lin Ruofeng will definitely chase him back!" Hou Ping shouted.

"That's right, there are still more than two minutes left. Don't forget that last time Lin Ruofeng scored ten points in less than one minute!" Fang Zhixin said with a smile.

on the field.

"Hit them all to the basket, I'm going to abolish them!" Chen Jiaming never expected that the game would be played like this, with the two main players abolished, they were actually at a disadvantage.

Although it seems to be in the lead, as long as Lin Ruofeng is not crippled and he is present, the score will be pulled back sooner or later.

Nanhe team attacked, Chen Jiaming threw the ball and hit the iron, and when he grabbed the rebound, the Nanhe team showed their viciousness. After Zhao Ping received the price of an elbow hit on the face, he snatched the ball and threw it to Lin Ruofeng.

Lin Ruofeng, who got the ball, rushed across the half court without hesitation. Just one step away from the three-point line, he shot quickly, not giving the Nanhe team any chance to get close.

Swish!
The basketball fell into the basket precisely from mid-air, and hit again!
The score is 89:79!

There are still two minutes and five seconds left in the time, and the Le Jia team is still ten points behind!

The Nanhe team adopted a delaying policy, and Chen Jiaming took possession of the ball and did not attack for a long time.

"Boy, you guys can't win this game. Even if you win, I will definitely treat you well when you come to Nanhe next time!"

"You talk too much trash!"

Hearing this, Lin Ruofeng sneered, suddenly swayed from side to side, and then took advantage of Chen Jiaming's surprise, took out the ball quickly and snatched it.

After stealing the ball, Lin Ruofeng quickly rushed across the half court, same position, same action!
"My God, it's another super long three-pointer! One of Lin Ruofeng's signature moves!" Hou Ping shouted excitedly.

Under the watchful eyes of all the fans, the ball was hit steadily!
The score is 89:82!

With one minute and 49 seconds left in the clock, the Le Jia team is seven points behind!
"There is hope! There is great hope!" Hou Ping shouted. "In just over a minute, with Lin Ruofeng's strength, he can definitely hit three more three-pointers. As long as the Nanhe team's attack is suppressed, this game may be won! It is possible to win!"

Hearing Hou Ping's shout, the fans in front of the TV were also looking forward to it. Looking at the red number 23 on the field, they clenched their fists tightly and shouted in their hearts: Lin Ruofeng!Come on!

At this time, the Nanhe team attacked!

The same policy of delaying, this time Chen Jiaming didn't dare to take it too seriously, and even dribbled the ball in front of Lin Ruofeng, but passed it to another member.

However, in the last four or five seconds, Chen Jiaming wanted the ball, but at the moment of passing the ball, Lin Ruofeng had already judged it, and blocked Chen Jiaming one step ahead of time, and that member passed the ball steadily to Lin Ruofeng.

"Good job brother, good pass!"

Lin Ruofeng rushed straight with the ball, and also did not forget to taunt.

"Damn it, stop it!" Chen Jiaming chased after him, reaching out to grab Lin Ruofeng, wanting Lin Ruofeng to foul early.

However, he stopped in his tracks. This pause made Chen Jiaming's thoughts come to nothing.Following Lin Ruofeng's three-point shot, the crisp sound of thugs rang out.

而球
Hit it!

Beep~!

At the same time, the referee's whistle sounded.

"No. 4 of the Nanhe team, the thugs fouled, and the Lejia team made an extra penalty!
"Good job! Awesome!"

"Just playing like this, I see those guys from the Nanhe team suffocating, and I feel extremely refreshed in my heart!"

"Lin Ruofeng, come on!"

"Lin Ruofeng!"

"Lin Ruofeng!"

"Lin Ruofeng!"

Seeing that Lin Ruofeng led the Nanhe team to foul again, the home fans shouted one after another.

"3+1! It's another 3+1! I have to say that Lin Ruofeng's on-the-spot reaction was too terrifying, almost predicting Chen Jiaming's actions in advance! That's why he stopped in a hurry, causing Chen Jiaming to foul!" Hou Pingjie said .

"Yes, after Lin Ruofeng scored this goal, he was only three points behind, and this three points was just one shot by Lin Ruofeng!" Fang Zhixin laughed.

"The Nanhe team lost this game!" Hou Ping gave the final prediction.

The South River team knew that it was useless to delay the time, so they decided to attack and scored two points with a layup.

91: 86!

But soon, Lin Ruofeng made another three-pointer and made a direct hit!Three points recovered!
There is one minute and seven seconds left in the time!

The Nanhe team was anxious to attack, and hit the iron with a three-pointer. Ou Yuxiu desperately grabbed the rebound and threw it to Lin Ruofeng, while he was kicked hard in the calf by the opponent.

Seeing this, Lin Ruofeng angrily rushed across the half court, facing Chen Jiaming with a jumper and scored directly.

The score is 91:89!

There are still 51 seconds left in the time!
"No matter what method is used, I must score this goal!" Chen Jiaming looked at the time and shouted at the players.

The players of the Nanhe team who received the order kept resorting to tricks when they were attacking.Immediately, Team Le Jia's face, hands, waist, thighs, and calves were covered with injuries everywhere!
Seeing this scene, Chen Jiaming cooperated with another person to make a layup, because there was no one under the basket.

"Hey, after scoring this goal, how do you chase after it?"

Chen Jiaming showed his final triumphant smile, but at this moment, a red figure jumped up behind Chen Jiaming, and the shadow enveloped Chen Jiaming.

"what happened?"

Chen Jiaming said in surprise, and glanced to the side, it was actually Lin Ruofeng who followed and jumped much higher than him.

"how is this possible!"

Chen Jiaming fixed his eyes on Lin Ruofeng, wishing he could shoot the ball quickly.But at this moment, Lin Ruofeng had already slapped him with a slap.

Bang!
The layup was shot down by Lin Ruofeng!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhao Ping got rid of the opponent's entanglement in an instant, ran away, rescued the ball that was about to go out of bounds, and at the same time threw the basketball towards the Nanhe team's half court.

"Go, Lin Ruofeng!"

Zhao Ping yelled and fell to the ground.

At this time, the basketball was spinning in mid-air. On the court, a figure rushed away, and then jumped high, grabbing the basketball in his hand.

At this moment, the entire Nanhe team hadn't reacted yet, but Lin Ruofeng was already standing on the three-point line.

Swish!
The Nets turned up!

Go in!

The score is 91:92!

At the last moment, the Lejia team finally pulled back and successfully surpassed!

"Ah~!"

The audience is boiling!Cheers to that voice on the field!

(End of this chapter)