pinnacle of basketball

Chapter 34 Shadow
Both of them play with their brains, and there is not much difference in terms of skills. In the end, whoever wins depends on whose brain turns fast. There is no perfect athlete in the world, and no matter how strong a person is, there are flaws.

The person who can find the opponent's flaw first will have the upper hand.

Not everyone has the chance to play against U16, the premise is that the strength needs to match them.

Mu Chenfeng has already shown the ability to get close to U16, otherwise Sun Jiawei would not take the initiative to ask for a match against him.

Confronting the strong is the instinct of being a strong!

In terms of personal performance, both of them scored 4 points against each other, but this does not mean that their performances are at the same level. After all, Sun Jiawei gave Mu Chenfeng a hot pot and paid for an extra foul.

On the scene, Mu Chenfeng was still at a disadvantage.

Sun Jiawei has the aura of anti-client, bearing the title of U16, vowing to teach Mu Chenfeng a lesson, to prove that his U16 spot is not for nothing.

"Devil's home court" is actually just a joke, and it is as vulnerable as ordinary fish belly.

In other words, it is the first time that we are in a comprehensive backward situation at the beginning.

Judging from the little game time left, both sides theoretically still have a chance to attack. With the current point difference between the two sides, it is almost certain that the third team will enter the second half with a double-digit disadvantage. The only suspense is how far behind.

This 3+1 undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to No. 15 Middle School. Just now, I still saw the hope of catching up to single digits. After one round, it became [-] points.

Mu Chenfeng slowed down for a long time, and the completely unnecessary foul this time still affected him to some extent.

"You still have energy, right?" Su Miao touched the back of Mu Chenfeng's head.

"Yes, we still have time. Even if we can't catch up with the single digits, we still have the second half." The one who knows Mu Chenfeng best is Li Yao, and he must choose to stand by Mu Chenfeng's side at this moment.

"No!" Mu Chenfeng collected himself, and his tone became much firmer, "I must catch up."

The end of halftime has entered the countdown stage of the last minute, and the chasing team must seize every second as much as possible.

Mu Chenfeng let the basketball roll a long way on the ground and picked it up after half court, which saved him 6 seconds of attack time.

Near the middle circle, Sun Jiawei had already set up a defensive posture to welcome his arrival.

"It's meaningless." Sun Jiawei gave a very unfriendly evaluation of this well-designed tactic, which just added fuel to Mu Chenfeng's already burning anger.

"." Mu Chenfeng remained silent. Even if he spat back trash talk, it didn't make any sense. The basketball problem was solved with basketball.

In order to limit the breakthrough, Sun Jiawei's defense was very tight. The two bodies touched each other from time to time, but the referee ignored it. At this time, it was not flattering to interrupt the contest between the two with a whistle. The referee simply turned a blind eye and let the two break it in their own way.

A shrewd defender usually does not stick too close when defending, as it will be easy to pass by. On the contrary, keeping a certain space with the attacker will often have a better defensive effect. Advance can block shots, retreat can kill breakthroughs, and block attackers from any angle.

Sun Jiawei's defense was obviously too tight, if Mu Chenfeng caught the opportunity to pass him, it would only take one step.

"This is clearly a beginner's defense. How can a normal person stick so close? It's not clear that it's just waiting to be passed."

"Well, this defense is indeed amateur, it doesn't look like a U16."

"Could he be competing with Mu Chenfeng?"

"Maybe it is."

"."

"No, this is a trap." Jiang Guozhen is still old and hot, Fang Tianzheng has seen through Sun Jiawei's tactics, "He just wants to be passed."

"Want to get rid of?" Su Mengyao was puzzled, "There are still people who have such an idea." Thinking about it, it is ridiculous.

"He wants to repeat the old trick!" Feng Chuang continued.

"That's right, he wants to cover Mu Chenfeng again in the same way!"

As expected, Mu Chenfeng passed Sun Jiawei without much effort, and the evil smile on the latter's face verified that Fang Tianzheng's guess was correct.

As if the scene reappeared!

Mu Chenfeng was in front and rushed all the way to the basket, while Sun Jiawei was behind, ready to block the shot.

"I've been fooled!" Su Mengyao clenched her fists tightly, anxious for Mu Chenfeng, after all, he is not a monster with eyes behind his head, who knows nothing about the threat behind him.

"The same trick." Fang Tianzheng calmly said, "It should be difficult to work twice."

"Ah!" For some reason, after hearing Fang Tianzheng's words, Su Mengyao's accelerated heartbeat slowed down significantly, "Yes, the same routine will definitely be useless the second time."

Fang Tianzheng let out a sigh of relief, and continued, "That's not necessarily the case!"

There is something wrong with this person's brain circuit!One second I was firm in my judgment, but the next second I rejected it.

Su Mengyao's heart speeded up again, and she directly raised her throat.

"This is what I'm talking about!" Fang Tianzheng slowly raised his right hand, pointing his index finger at the field.

Snapped!
"This guy really has eyes in the back of his head." Sun Jiawei stared at Mu Chenfeng's back with a little horror.

With this sound, he hit Mu Chenfeng's wrist.

brush!
This sound is the sound of the basketball falling into the net bag.

"The goal is valid! Add a free throw!" The referee pointed to the free throw line.

"How did you do it?" Sun Jiawei asked angrily, somewhat dissatisfied.

Mu Chenfeng didn't reply, now is not the time to exchange ideas with his opponent.

"It's a shadow." Qiu Fei gave an answer.

Seeing a slight twitch on Mu Chenfeng's expression, Qiu Fei knew he had guessed right.

"Mu Chenfeng is really a genius." Fang Tianzheng finally stood up from the bench and stared at the sunlight coming in from the window. At this time, the shadow happened to appear in the direction of the middle school's half court, which is the direction of Mu Chenfeng's attack. He judged the situation behind him through the image formed on the ground, not only avoiding being blocked, but also causing him to foul without Sun Jiawei's knowledge.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, this explanation is like nonsense. There are still people who can use shadows to play basketball.

The calm Mu Chenfeng is really scary!
The rhythm of this attack was not slow, it took only 2 seconds from passing Sun Jiawei to making a shot, but in this short 2 seconds, Mu Chenfeng completed the breakthrough, observed the shadow, shot, and made a foul!
"I was careless." Sun Jiawei apologized to his teammates.

"It's not your fault." Qiu Fei comforted, "But this shadow tactic was indeed very successful."

"Don't worry, I will get the points back!" Sun Jiawei issued the "Military Order" again.

These 3 points made the third middle school see the hope of chasing the point difference to single digits before the midfield, so they put up a full-court man-to-man defense to block the attack of the middle school.

With a 5-second countdown, Fuzhong hadn't passed the ball past halftime.

"It's great! Stop it!" Su Mengyao put her hands to her mouth, making a trumpet shape, and amplified her volume.

Infected, all members of the No. [-] Middle School stood up and shouted for defense together.

"Finally it looks like a home court." Fang Tianzheng was full of expectations for this team with the concerted efforts of the players.

The best way to break the full-court marking is to pass the ball, but it is also a very risky operation, and it will be cut off if you are not careful.

After passing, the basketball was finally settled in the hands of Yuan Shuai, and he had to stop to protect the ball under the tight defense.

The middle school will be whistled for an "8" second violation and the ball will belong to the third middle school.

"Pass the ball!" Sun Jiawei came back from the half court to receive the ball.

"Here!" Yuan Shuai jumped up high, twisted his body nearly 180° in the air and lost his balance, barely threw the ball out.

The quality of this pass was pretty bad. The high altitude caused the basketball to seriously lose its speed, and the basketball was flying slowly in the air.

"***" Sun Jiawei muttered something, mostly complaining about this low-level pass, stretched out his hands, and approached the basketball.

"It's too slow!" With a whoosh, Mu Chenfeng flashed out from his side and touched the ball first before Sun Jiawei.

The basketball was pushed far away, and there was a speed difference. The faster Mu Chenfeng took the first step to control the ball, and there was only one second left on the timer!
"Time is running out!"

Two steps away from the three-point line, Mu Chenfeng made a super long shot!

(End of this chapter)