msmithbooks Chapter 210 Infinite Arrogance
Chapter 210 Infinite Arrogance
Chapter 210 Infinite Arrogance
After Qinghe Middle School returned a goal, Guan Yun No. [-] Middle School had already rushed to it. Xia Tian quickly rushed from the right corner to the other side's baseline, and Wang Yunlai, who was defending him, was also biting Xia Tian's back tightly all the time. , Xia Tian could hear the gasping sound coming from behind him without turning around.
Wang Yunlai was already a little tired. He had been running for 5 minutes without stopping. He had already felt tired, but this summer in front of him was like a normal person. Although he was sweating and panting heavily, but Wang Yun saw that his movements did not slow down at all.
When Xia Tian received the ball, Sun Hao's pick-and-roll also arrived, and Wang Yunlai suddenly felt a burst of anger. Every time Xia Tian received the ball and he went to defend, he would receive different degrees of defensive pick-and-roll, and he might bump into someone else at any time. If it wasn't for the fact that the opponent's pick-and-rolls were too frequent, his physical strength would not be consumed so much.
"Don't run if you have the ability, you shoot" Wang Yunlai finally shouted out, he was very upset, because Guan Yun No. [-] Middle School's pick-and-roll tactics were used too frequently.
"Heh" Xia Tian showed a smile, he just ran to the bottom corner on the other side, and successfully led Wang Yunlai by two positions, at the same time, the basketball in Tian Cong's hand had passed, Xia Tian received the ball Afterwards, he directly completed the turn, and his two feet landed firmly outside the three-point line. There was only a little distance left from going out of bounds, but Xia Tian didn't panic at all. Even if the referee's eyes were fixed on Xia Tian's shoes, he would Don't worry, he also heard the disturbing sound from the bench of Qinghe Middle School behind him, the sound was particularly loud.
Originally, Xia Tian only wanted to attack steadily, but he suddenly felt that someone was watching him, and he subconsciously turned his head to look. As expected, the person staring at him was the head coach of Qinghe Middle School, Su Mingcheng.
Coach Su Mingcheng was behind him, less than one meter away from him, staring at him sternly, Xia Tian was a little dazed, but quickly realized that the other party was using his eyes to play psychological tactics.
Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate, he also looked at coach Su Mingcheng, not to be outdone, and then pointed a finger at the bench of Qinghe Middle School.
"What does this mean?" Someone in Qinghe Middle School asked subconsciously, which also represented the thoughts of other people. No one had guessed what Xia Tian stretched out his fingers for, but they soon knew that Xia Tian's stretched fingers, Instead of pointing anywhere else, he put it on his own lips and did
A voice-receiving action: "shh".
After finishing the action, Xia Tian continued to turn his head, facing Wang Yunlai, who was defending himself, and said: "Why, are you not convinced by the pick and roll? It's not fun to be hit." The tone was very provocative.
"Come on." Wang Yunlai also lost his temper. He stretched his hands flat and straightened, and then he kept cutting the ball from bottom to top. It seemed that he was cutting the ball, but he was actually provocative.
"Unconvinced, right? Then I will convince you completely, on the faces of your players! On the heads of your coaches!" Xia Tian shouted, his roar was almost announcing to Wang Yunlai that he would He shot the ball, so Wang Yunlai got ready and was very arrogant.
Xia Tian put his hands holding the ball in front of his knees, bent down his body, glanced at the basket behind Wang Yunlai, and finally set his sights on Wang Yunlai who was rushing towards him.
When Wang Yunlai was about to rush in front of him, his knees suddenly exerted force, and he jumped up lightly, showing his knees and then his toes. When his body had already taken off, the basketball in his hand had been brought to the ground by his hands. Above his head, a standard ninety-degree shot.
"Good standard," someone exclaimed.
"It's just a shooting textbook." It was none other than the students of Guan Yun No. [-] Middle School who were watching the game. They had a panoramic view of Xia Tian's performance just now, and they were very domineering.
Don't give each other any face at all, the female students are okay, but the male students in Xia Tian are completely crazy and infinitely arrogant. At this time, Xia Tian is no longer Xia Tian in their hearts, and they are collectively called "Xia Shen"
Xia Tian didn't have any hesitation, nor did he flinch at all, not to mention whether he was nervous or not. He had long forgotten what it was like to be nervous. Seeing Wang Yunlai who was getting closer and closer to him, only strong self-confidence remained in his heart.
"Must enter!" The basketball in Xia Tian's hand was thrown out, and it was thrown out quickly. The basketball slid from the root of his finger, then slid to the fingertip, and finally threw the ball out between the index finger and middle finger.
Wang Yunlai already felt that he was about to be ridiculed. With a loud roar, he took the last step with his left foot, exerted all his strength, and flew towards Xia Tian.
"Doo" The referee's whistle sounded first, the basketball was still in the air, Xia Tian was knocked over by Wang Yunlai, and then both of them fell to the ground, but the two of them couldn't take care of it.
His eyes were still fixed on the constantly spinning basketball in the air.
This basketball affects the hearts of all the people in the hall. No matter where you come from, or where you come from, no matter what you said just now, at this moment, everyone's heart is on this basketball.
"Shua!" The audience erupted and exclaimed. "Cool!" someone yelled, but was quickly drowned out by the blare of loudspeakers.
Wang Yunlai struggled to stand up from Xia Tian's arms, remembered the referee's whistle just now, and hurriedly turned back to look for the referee, only to find that the referee's gesture at this time was the effective posture for scoring a goal.
"Three plus one"
Wang Yunlai's eyes widened, with an unbelievable expression on his face, Xia Tian also jumped up from the ground at this time, a group of teammates hurriedly reported him to the outside of the field, and asked him that he was not injured, Wang Dawei on the other side also rushed over waving a towel , excited loudly.
It's not just the excitement of the players, even the audience of Qinghe Middle School also suspected that they were wrong. Who would have thought that Xia Tian could actually play a three plus one.
Xia Tian turned around and made another "shh" sign, causing the audience to erupt.
At this time, Wang Yunlai was like an eggplant beaten by frost, standing there blankly. If coach Su Mingcheng hadn't called a timeout, he would even have doubted where he was? What were he doing?
It was too late to celebrate for a long time, and the lively atmosphere stopped quickly. There was a huge contrast between Qinghe Middle School and Guanyun No. [-] Middle School. Coach Su Mingcheng didn't say anything to Wang Yun, but let everyone take a good rest, and then looked at the score and time , Remind everyone to be prepared, and make a fast attack as soon as there is a chance.
However, he did not replace Wang Yunlai, because no one could use his internal skills. He sighed softly, but from Wang Yun's point of view, this sigh was much heavier than a big rock.
(End of this chapter)