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Chapter 1217 Reaching the Top of Asia
The trophy for the champion of the Asian Championships has come near the entrance of the gymnasium.

In less than 5 minutes, the trophy will welcome a new owner.

Will it be the host Chinese team that has won the most Asian championships, or the Jordan team that has reached the final for the first time~? !
Let time tell.

Here, although Yi Li's gliding dunk gave the Chinese team a three-point lead, but after looking back, White assisted Abbas and scored a goal, and the point difference returned to one point.

In the last attack of the Chinese team, Yi Jianlian went inside and made a foul.

Got two free throw opportunities.

If two free throws are made, the Chinese team will guarantee that they will not lose in regular time. If one of the two free throws is made, the Jordan team will have a chance to equalize or even make a lore.

The situation is as simple as that.

Today's initiative is still held by the Chinese team.

But after the two free throws, it is hard to say whether the Chinese team can still have the initiative.

"The time has come to test the psychological quality of the UAE. As the big brother of the team, it is really time to stand up~!!"

Lan Shengli looked at Yi Jianlian who came to the free throw line and thought to himself.

"Shh~!!!"

The DJ on the sidelines also reminded the audience to keep quiet and give Yi Jianlian the best free throw environment.

Yi Jianlian still looks calm on the surface, but he may be very tormented in his heart. The pressure of such a free throw is indeed too great~! !

"Clang, clang~!!!"

Yi Jianlian's first free throw felt too hard, his entire muscles were stiff, and the ball missed a lot.

"Oh~!!!!"

The fans at the scene immediately lamented in despair.

Missing a free throw at this time is really maddening.

"Oh~!!!, what are you doing~!!, you are Ah Lian~!!, how come you can't even make free throws~!!, God~!!, I'm really going crazy~!!, I’m so nervous, I’m about to see a heart attack~!!”

Dawei, who was standing in front of the TV, said with a very nervous expression.

"Ah Lian come on~!!, come on~!!"

"Come on~!!"

The fans on the sidelines cheered for Yi Jianlian.

"Don't worry~ Ah Lian~, it's okay~"

"Adjust it carefully before shooting~!"

The teammates also encouraged Yi Jianlian.

Yi Jianlian lowered his head halfway, his face sullen.

If the second penalty is still not scored, it is really dangerous.

Here Deng Huade did not sit still. After all, no matter whether the goal was scored or not, it was a defensive round, so defensive players like Su Wei and Ding Jinhui were deployed.

"Shh~!!!"

The second penalty will start soon, and the DJ here continues to remind the fans.

Yi Jianlian shook his arms, relaxed his tense muscles, patted the ball, and while squatting, he paused to find the feeling.

Yi Jianlian raised his head, aimed at the basket, and in a standard posture, threw the ball again.

The players stuck on both sides of the basket rushed in immediately, pushing and shoving to get stuck.

With the expectant expressions of the fans on the scene, the ball flew towards the basket.

"Clang~!!!"

However, the reality is so cruel.

Yi Jianlian's second free throw had no problem with the angle, but the force was too strong, and it hit Lan Neck directly.

Hard sound popped out~! !

"Rebound~!!!!"

Deng Huade and Lan Shengli shouted in unison.

"Crack!!"

I saw that Abbas stood in the best position for rebounding, and with the assistance of his teammates, he carried Su Wei to accept the rebound.

Yi Jianlian missed two free throws, and the Chinese team was instantly in a great passive position.

"Oh my god~!!, my Ah Lian~!!, what are you doing, I have to hurry up and order quick-acting heart-relief pills~!!"

Seeing this, Dawei raised his head and sighed in despair.

Here Abbas is about to call a timeout, but the head coach of the Jordan team over there tells the players to attack quickly.

Abbas immediately gave the ball to Oh White.

"The Jordan team didn't call a timeout~?!, I know, they don't want our Chinese team to arrange a good defense, and they want to use the opportunity of the offensive and defensive transition after grabbing a rebound to catch us by surprise~?!, Good idea , but can it be realized~?!"

Lan Shengli analyzed with the fastest thinking speed.

"Don't foul~!!, pay attention to protect the inside~!!"

Deng Huade roared to remind the players that they had already rushed into the field.

But at this time, the referee has no time to pay attention to it, after all, White has already killed him.

Sun Yue and Ding Jinhui immediately double-teamed up, directly interrupting the rhythm of White's chasing three-pointers.

3 seconds left.

White gave the ball to Douglas near the baseline.

2 seconds.

Douglas did not choose to shoot directly, but dribbled along the baseline to the inside.

1 seconds.

Here, Abbas stood in front of Yi Jianlian, built a personal wall for Douglas, and provided him with an absolutely open shooting environment.

0.5 seconds.

Douglas aimed at the rim, almost on the edge of the paint, and tossed the ball.

"Dum~!!!!"

The timer resets to zero, Douglas completes the shot ahead of time, the shot is effective, and if it is scored, it will be the lore goal, if it is scored, it will be the new king of Asia, and if it is scored, it will be the hero of Jordan! ! !
But~! !

Maybe he was afraid of the time and made a hasty shot, causing the ball to draw a rainbow-like arc directly above the basket.

Three ~ no ~ dip ~! ! !

"Win~!!!"

"Oh~!!!!!!!!!!"

Accompanied by Douglas's final throw at the buzzer, accompanied by the ecstasy roar of the on-site commentator, and the celebratory sound of the fans on the scene, the Chinese team won, and the Chinese team narrowly beat the Jordan team by one point. The Chinese team narrowly escaped death. The Chinese team won the Asian championship in Wuhan at their doorstep, climbed to the top of Asia, and successfully qualified for the London Olympics.

The Chinese men's basketball players who had escaped the catastrophe immediately reported to the group and jumped up and down to celebrate. It was so exciting to win in this way.

And Douglas, who missed the lore, was lying near the baseline, looking at the sky above the arena with blurred eyes.

He had the opportunity to change the basketball history of a country with a simple small throw, but competitive sports are like this. If you don't make it, the game time is up, and you lose, it's so cruel.

Perhaps that kind of difficult throw, Douglas was able to hit every shot in training, but this time, the ball just missed, and it didn't even touch the basket.

"We won, we are the Asian champions, we can finally go to London~!!!"

The commentator at the scene said in an extremely excited state.

Yi Jianlian's missed two free throws almost sent the Chinese team to hell, but Douglas, an old acquaintance in the CBA, brought the Chinese team back to heaven.

In any case, congratulations to the Chinese team, once again reached the top of Asian basketball.

(End of this chapter)