"This is even more afflicted!" Chu Shuai said, "Li Yi is a point guard and his skills are quite good. Now he is injured and no freshman can replace this position next. Shuimu's score will be faster."

Li Wang said dullly: "What's the difference? Look at them one by one, and they are starting to become less active in running. The opponents are really too strong, and the level of both sides is not at the same level at all."

Chu Shuai nodded: "The quality of their freshmen in this class is indeed very high. Especially the No. 17 defender, although his character is not very good, his skills are not worth mentioning. I dare say that even if a regular member of the Shuimu school team comes on the court, it will be difficult to stop his attack."

The game continues.

Due to Li Yi's injury and leaving the court, the one who was replaced was a No. 24 who was about the same height as him but had a lot of weight. Even Chu Shuai did not have any information about him.

His skills are far inferior to Li Yilai. As soon as he got the ball on the court, he wanted to drive the ball, but was easily cut off by the opponent's No. 17 and he made a fast attack by himself. Faced with this situation, the other players could not even raise the interest of catching up. They watched him have a relaxed one-handed slam dunk.

Five minutes passed, and the first half ended, and the score further widened, 31 to 78, and the opponent scored five goals in a row, making Shuimu no temper at all.

During the half-time break, Shuimu's team members felt embarrassed to face the enthusiastic audience who were still cheering them up, so they simply entered the lounge listlessly.

At this time, some people have already begun to leave the game, but most people are still sticking to this place and continuing to cheer for the players of the competition. Everyone understands this situation very well. It is not easy for them to persevere until now.

"There is a difference of 47 points now. It seems that they will be at least 80 points in the game, which will break last year's record." Chu Shuai was already optimistic about thinking this way, because next, Shuimu, whether there is morale or physical strength, no one can find a suitable person for the field. Li Yi's exit, without strong ball control and organizational defender, Shuimu's attack could not be effectively activated.

Li Wang asked: "How much was exceeded last year?"

“65 points.”

"Damn, so much?" Li Wang's forehead was covered with black lines, "Has Shuimu beat them?"

"Some, I won once, but this was six years ago, the only time."

"..." Li Wang was speechless.

I looked back at Han Feng, but was surprised to find that he was no longer by his side at some point.

"Huh? Where is the madman?"

"Maybe I went to the bathroom, I just left." Chu Shuai noticed.

After a while.

The second half of the game is about to begin, and the players of both sides begin to enter the field.

"Uh... Guozi, I'm not dazzled, do you think who that is?" Li Wang suddenly pushed Chu Shuai who was wiping his glasses and said in the direction of the venue.

“Which?”

"No. 3, No. 3 on our side!"

"No. 3, isn't No. 3 Li Yi? Why are you on the court again?" Chu Shuai asked in confusion. He put his glasses on, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Uh... why did the madman run up?"

Chu Shuai was surprised to see that Han Feng was wearing Li Yi's three-goal uniform just now and appeared on the basketball court.

"Have you seen a lunatic play ball?" Li Wang asked.

"No, never."

"Damn, I thought he didn't know anything at all. He usually asked him to play basketball together, but he didn't. This kid is so unkind. How many secrets do we don't know about him?" Li Wang would never be so stupid that he could wear his jersey and fight against Beitian University. He believed that Han Feng was just hot-headed for a moment. Moreover, according to Han Feng's personality, he had never seen him do anything that was unsure.

How many secrets? Chu Shuai smiled bitterly and said to himself, I thought I already knew him well, but in the end I was just like you?

What is the crazy guy’s basketball skills? Chu Shuai is really looking forward to it.

Many people in the audience also found this new face on the court. The jersey he wore was the No. 3 of the point guard just now. However, most of them were not very concerned about this change. What they were concerned about was whether Shuimu could withstand Beitian's continued fierce attack in the future. They just hoped that they would not pull the score too much and lose too badly.

At the corner of the Shuimu audience stand, a girl with a ponytail suddenly said, "Shanshan, look, isn't that the Korean style that just transferred to our class?"

"Yeah." Li Shanshan responded.

In fact, as soon as Han Feng appeared on the venue, she saw that the feeling at that time was even more surprising than Qu Yan beside her.

Qu Yan continued, "Do you think those boys have given up? How can they play at his height? Standing in front of the people of Beitian, they are much shorter. How can they fight?"

...

"beep--"

After the two sides exchanged venues, the referee blew the whistle at the beginning of the game and jumped again.

This time, it was Xu Linhu who went to jump the ball. Because Ma Qiang, who was the tallest, was sent off at this time and could not continue the game. Among the few people, he was the only one with the best jumping power.

This time, Shuimu failed to get the ball. After the ball was thrown high, it was jumped up by the opponent's center forward. With a light move, it was smoothly transferred to the No. 17 defender.

No. 17 wanted to have another fast attack, but when he was about to start, he felt a figure flashing in front of him suddenly, and Han Feng instantly blocked him.

No. 17 was slightly stunned, it was quite fast!

A hint of mockery appeared on his face. No. 17 slowed down and slapped the basketball at a rapid speed. Then he suddenly stepped forward to his right foot. The moment his toes hit the ground, his body suddenly stopped, and a rapid change of direction came, instantly passing by Han Feng's left!

Passed!

On the 17th, I decided to do another big dunk with both hands this time, and suppress their morale that had just recovered slightly.

"Uh..." No. 17 suddenly realized something was wrong. The left hand that could have caught the basketball was not touched for a long time. He immediately braked and looked down, but found that the basketball was gone.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound of a basketball hitting the ground was heard in my ears.

He looked back and saw that the new No. 3 was now playing basketball and advancing quickly towards his field.

"good--"

The silent audience suddenly stood up excitedly at this time and let out a deafening cry in unison!

"Good break!"

"Wonderful!"

“Good, No. 3!”

The new No. 3 actually made a wonderful interception from the Beitian defender! No one reacted at the beginning, but it was only after a while that warm cheers burst out.

For such a long time, Shuimu has been pressed and beaten, and there is no even a wonderful performance. Han Feng's beautiful interception suddenly made them excited.

"Haha, it's broken, and the ball of No. 17 was actually broken. Have you seen the boy's expression? Haha... Madman, madman, I love you!" Li Wang was a little crazy, stood aside and howled loudly.

Chu Shuai's forehead was covered with black lines, and he quickly kept a distance from Li Wang.

Han Feng successfully intercepted the ball, counterattacked quickly, and then passed the ball to Xu Linhu who quickly entered the opponent's three-point line. After Xu Linhu received the ball, he did not hesitate and directly made a standard fixed jump shot, and the basketball entered the net.

After more than twenty minutes of silence, the Mizuki Xinsheng team finally scored a goal!

When he ran over Han Feng on the 17th of Beitian, he smiled at him: "Boy, you're lucky!"

Han Feng ignored him directly and ran to his own half.

Whether he can play basketball can be seen directly from his ball control posture. Han Feng’s quick breakthrough with the basketball just now proved that he is not a rookie who knows nothing, and his ball control skills are not even inferior to Li Yi.

Therefore, other players on the court who still have doubts about him can at least feel at ease to hand the ball over to him to control it.

Beitian serves.

The ball was quickly passed to No. 17's hand again, but this time Han Feng rushed up again, No. 17 rushed left and right, but he couldn't get rid of Han Feng. He was like a ghost, pressing No. 17 tightly on No. 17, causing No. 17 to hold the ball for too long, and it had reached 20 seconds, so he had to pass it to other teammates depressedly. This time, due to insufficient time, the teammates rushed to shoot in a hurry and did not make any attempt.

It's Shuimu's turn to serve.

After the ball was sent out, it was immediately passed to Han Feng's hand. Han Feng dribbled the ball forward. He slapped the ball with his left hand and pointed his right hand in front, signaling other teammates to push forward.

At this time, the 17th, he blocked it. He stared at Han Feng tightly, ready to wait for an opportunity to intercept the ball. Han Feng just broke the ball from his hand, which made him feel a little embarrassed. This time, he must not be able to break through to him by Han Feng, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

Han Feng smiled, then immediately passed the ball to his teammate No. 8 who came to pick up the ball, then started suddenly, and bypassed No. 17 and ran forward quickly.

After getting the ball on the 8th, he passed it back to Han Feng.

Beitian 17 gritted his teeth and immediately chased after him again, blocking Han Feng again.

After Han Feng took the ball and made a few fake moves, he suddenly passed the ball out. This time, he passed it to No. 5, which happened to be on the edge of the three-point line. After observation in the first half, Han Feng had learned that No. 5 is a shooter, and the probability of hitting a three-pointer is quite high, but he rarely had the opportunity to take action before.

"Shot!" Han Feng shouted to him immediately after passing the ball.

No. 5 was not defending him. He wanted to pass the ball after he got the ball, but after hearing Han Feng's voice, he changed his mind and turned to a standard jump shot.

"Swish!"

The ball has entered!

At this time, the referee blew the whistle and indicated that the three-pointer was valid.

"Yeah—" The audience screamed!

After the second half started, in less than two minutes, Shuimu scored 5 points in a row. How can they not be excited?!

These two goals directly pulled back the morale that had almost disappeared from Shuimu, and everyone immediately returned to defense.

"Crazy, do a pretty job!" Xu Linhu said as he ran over Han Feng.

Han Feng smiled: "Come on!"

Han Feng felt really great at this moment. The cheers of the students in the stands made him feel excited and his blood was surging. The most important thing was that he could clearly feel that something was slowly releasing and awakening in his body. All the skills in his body were reaching the best state, and the super system was also operating at full load at this time, but strangely, this was a very normal state of health.

The game continues.

In the second half, Shuimu became more and more smoothly. Everyone cooperated with each other more and more tacitly, the passes became more and more exquisite, and the probability of mistakes reached the lowest. Beitian’s morale began to be low. Although there were occasional counterattacks, Shuimu still pulled the score closer and closer.

By the end of the third quarter, the score was 49 to 81, with only 32 points apart, and there was also a small climax of ten consecutive times.

In this quarter, Han Feng didn't score a single point. His score was three interceptions and five assists, and he didn't lose any time after the ball was in his hands.

On the 17th in Beitian, Han Feng was so angry that he had already gritted his teeth and smoked from his orifices. Han Feng's three offslaughtered balls were taken away directly from his hands. One time it could be said to be luck, but what about three times?

No. 17 doesn't believe in evil, and always wants to pass by Han Feng, but every time it will be destroyed by Han Feng. Every time Han Feng gets the ball, he wants to intercept the ball from Han Feng's hand, but Han Feng doesn't cooperate with him at all, and immediately passes the ball to other teammates so angry that No. 17 wants to vomit blood.

In the first and second half, the situation changed so much that it was striking. Although they had not tied the score yet, they scored the results of this quarter just now. Even if they lost this game, it would be enough for them to brag about for a long time. This was the first time in the history of Shuimu and Beitian basketball games, after falling behind so much, they made such a big overtake.

Beitian Basketball Teacher was also very surprised: "That No. 3 is really not simple!"

A layman watches the excitement, while an expert sees the tricks.

The audience outside the court saw only the sudden burst of collective strength of the players of Shuimu University, while the coach Beitian only saw No. 3.
Chapter completed!