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Chapter Thirty-ninth! A close call! Assassinate the king and kill him! (8)

During the intermission, the sound of cheers and music was different from the cheers outside. The locker room of Jiangbei No. 3 Middle School was quiet. Wang Bo leaned against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth, Tang Haoran and Wei Song were drinking water, and others were either wiping sweat with towels or tidying sneakers and shoelaces. In short, no one spoke. All of this was because the players felt that they had done their best, but the score was still widened from the three-point gap at the beginning of the second quarter to eight points. If this continued, the score was likely to be widened to double digits at the end of the third quarter. The feeling of slaughtering Jiangbei No. 7 Middle School in the first round had long disappeared. This game made them completely clear about what a difficult game was. Compared with this game, the game between several clubs in the Galaxy private sector was as ridiculous as playing house.

Zhang Kuang took two puffs of cigarettes, suddenly threw the cigarette butt on the ground, cursing:

"Damn it! Yuan Tianyu's reaction was so fast! He jumped up immediately after I took off the slam dunk, without even a trace of hesitation!"

Wang Bo grinned and smiled silently: "You rushed towards him head-on. Even if your opponent was a pig, he knew that it would be right to jump. Besides, you just looked like you were going to dunk and you didn't even need to make the most basic judgment."

"Old Tang, are your physical strength okay?" Wang Bo looked at Tang Haoran.

Tang Haoran took a sip of water and nodded: "It doesn't matter if you hit the whole audience."

"In the third quarter, the monk came down, Pan Lei went up, Wei Song rested for a while, Platinum Dragon went up, Tang Haoran small forward, Zhou Tai scored defender, Zhang Yang point guard!" Wang Bo said.

"Boss! No! Give me a chance to get back your face!" Zhang Kuang shouted: "I just got off after three minutes on the court? I haven't finished warming up yet!"

"Save your physical strength to explode in the fourth quarter!" Wang Bo extinguished the cigarette butt and said to several people: "In the third quarter, Yuan Tianyu must be unable to hold back. Although they are leading, he should also know that I want to play in the last quarter, so he will try his best to widen the score during the period when I am not playing so that I can't catch up with the points! And what you five need to do is not drag or chase, but increase the intensity of defense! The maximum strength! High-intensity defense can speed up the physical consumption of offensive players! If they see this and replace Yuan Tianyu and Lin Zhihao to rest, then we can also replace Zhang Kuang and Yilong, Zhang Kuang, Tang Haoran, Yilong, three people are enough to tear open the Jiangbei Third Middle School defense line without Yuan Tianyu and Lin Zhihao! Do you understand!"

With the last sound, Wang Bo suddenly roared!

"I understand!" shouted a group of people!

"Okay!" Wang Bo stretched out his hand: "Galaxy Private!"

A group of people put their arms on, and roared with all the strength in their chests:

“Supreme!”

"Prepare to play!" Wang Bo reached out and pushed open the door of the locker room!

...

Yuan Tianyu and Lin Zhihao took the players to the court again, first looking at the coach's seat opposite, and found that Wang Bo was still sitting there safely, and couldn't help but look at each other.

"Rabbit! Try them!" Yuan Tianyu said to Lin Zhihao.

Lin Zhihao shrugged: "Listen to you, but why do you think the boss is so arrogant now? We were so arrogant at the time!"

"Nonsense, now his arrogant target is us. If you still admire him, you will be considered a traitor!" Yuan Tianyu slapped Lin Zhihao's butt and ran towards the inside line!

Lin Zhihao took the ball from his teammates, changed the slowness of the first half, and passed through the half like a strong wind! Zhang Yang saw Lin Zhihao passing the half, hurriedly approaching him!

However, this time, Lin Zhihao did not intend to compete with Zhang Yang, and directly passed the basketball hoist to the inside!

Yuan Tianyu, with his back to the basket, received the ball steadily!

Pan Lei pushed hard behind Yuan Tianyu! Before going on the court, Wang Bo told him to do his best to defend Yuan Tianyu!

Yuan Tianyu's hands holding the ball quickly drew a semicircle in the air. After leaning back hard, he took advantage of Pan Lei's forward push and completed his turn and breakthrough directly from the right. Pan Lei quickly retreated one step to try to block Yuan Tianyu's breakthrough, but Yuan Tianyu's fast steps had already reached the penalty area with the advantage of this step!

A layup! End this offense easily!

Pan Lei grabbed his hair in annoyance. He was already careful enough, but his opponent seemed to have played him with ease! Even the power he used when he passed by was the strength he used to push him!

It makes me feel like a traitor who is a tyrant who is a tyrant!

...

Tang Haoran missed the shot! Watching the basketball lifted high on the basket! Pan Lei tried hard to get Yuan Tianyu behind him and was about to take off the frontcourt rebound! Just as the basketball was about to fall to the point where he could take off the jump shot and reach out to take off! Yuan Tianyu suddenly turned around quickly and half a turn! A flash of Pan Lei! Pan Lei, who was caught off guard, lost the power to push each other with him, and was unstable! He made a wrong step back! And at this moment! Yuan Tianyu had already risen up and grabbed the rebound!

Pan Lei felt his chest was stuffy, which was simply a bare slap in the face!

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered what Wang Bo said to him in the second quarter. When Yuan Tianyu consumed half of his physical strength, he could still be equal to you!

Could it be that this guy has played more than two quarters and has not consumed 50% of his physical strength yet?

After taking the ball from Yuan Tianyu, Lin Zhihao ran towards the front court with an unpredictable smile. Zhang Yang was still on the same side as last round, and he was seriously attached to defend.

Lin Zhihao used the ball with one hand and made a gesture to indicate that his teammates quickly landed, waiting for Yuan Tianyu to run to the Galaxy's private inside line! Lin Zhihao casually passed the basketball to the inside line just like the last attack!

Yuan Tianyu received the ball in his hand, with his back facing the basket, trying to push against Pan Lei's body!

"Damn it! Are you a dish?" Pan Lei felt cruel! He used all his strength to withstand Yuan Tianyu's push! At the same time, he couldn't help but remind himself, be careful! Be careful that this guy suddenly turned around and flashed himself!

Sure enough! Pan Lei felt the strength on his body lightened!

"Fuck! I still want to come!" Pan Lei moved decisively! But he immediately discovered that Yuan Tianyu did not turn around! Instead, he continued to penetrate into the penalty area along the route just now!

The relaxation power just now is just to numb yourself!

Pan Lei felt that he was just a perfect SB because he helped Yuan Tianyu open the door to the penalty area like a doorman!

Yuan Tianyu stepped into the penalty area without a pause! Take off! Take off! Dunk! The whole set of v actions is smooth and smooth. Although he did not show strength, a center forward, such extraordinary and decisive score made the opponent even more heartbroken.
Chapter completed!
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