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Chapter 1889 There is no game that cannot be solved by a dunk

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After a long period of buffering, Watanabe Yuta finally managed to regain his composure.
He is older and more experienced.
Please step up and encourage all players at this time:
"We have to show our Bushido spirit, and if we don't succeed, we will succeed. Think about it, if today's incident is marked on the pillar of shame in history, how many people will you face after returning to your country, your wives, and children?
, parents, how much abuse and accusations will they face."
"I know the Chinese team is very strong, and I don't require us to win. We can lose, but we can't lose without dignity!"
"Even if we lose, we must stand and lose; even if we die, we must stand and die!"
All the Japanese players were encouraged by his words, and their low morale was slightly relieved.
Tanaka Mitsunobu struck while the iron was hot at this time: "Just like in the second half of the second quarter, you guys played very well. Your momentum at that time had already scared them. Now after playing in the third quarter, as long as you repeat the style of play at that time, I believe
you."
The Japanese team's morale has been boosted, and on the Chinese team's side, after entering the locker room, all the players had excitement on their faces.
Some people even joked loudly.
After all, they led the Japanese team by 47 points at halftime, so the game was almost settled.
There was also surprise and admiration in their eyes.
Looking back, when the Chinese team attacked Zhou Qi for a mid-range jump shot, their small forward Shuichiro Nakamura clearly couldn't reach the height of the cycle when defending, but he quietly stretched his foot forward after landing.
When Maya Miyagawa heard this, she secretly shook her head: "I think it's difficult."
At this time, seeing Pang Bo and others surrounding Shuichiro Nakamura, the Chinese fans were also filled with indignation.
"If they resort to that kind of vicious fouling again, how do we respond?"
"Tsk, you don't dare to say anything when you are bullied, these guys are too cowardly!"
Even though he had learned about Wang Yi's scoring average against Japan before, when he heard it again, he was still surprised and hesitant.
Thinking of this, the Japanese team's male commentator hammered the table in pain: "This guy shouldn't appear on the human competition field at all."
The second half begins.
Zhao Rui squatted down immediately after being pushed, with a painful expression on his face.
The male commentator next to him asked, "Why do you say that?"
"So a 47-point lead at halftime is nothing. My request is that I have to kill them in the second half! We have already seen their several defenses and offenses in the second half of the first quarter. They just want to
To scare us and overwhelm us with constant brutal fouls."
When the Chinese fans saw the replay of this ball, every one of them was filled with indignation.
"If you can't beat this group of SBs, just kick them in!"
"What's the matter with Brother Yi? I'm usually very tough, but today my teammates were bullied and they didn't dare to fight back?"
"Before Wang Yi led the Chinese team to win the championship, our goal against the Japanese team was to win. We must win. But after winning the world championship, our goal has changed now. Facing the Japanese team is no longer just about winning, our goal is to win.
The goal is not only to win, but to win big!”
"Wang Yi lost his blood after his comeback. Alas, it's okay not to watch his games."
The Japanese team attacks first.
At this time, the game between the two sides continues.
"It's just that he didn't dare to fight back. His teammates wanted to seek justice, but he even stopped them. Today's No. 1 brother is so disappointing."
"Hit him!"
But at this time, Coach Gong looked at all the players sternly.
The male commentator who supported the Japanese team looked at the players from both sides and said with a solemn expression:
However, at this moment, Wang Yi patted Pang Bo on the shoulder, and then stretched out his hand to pull Sima Ming and Zhao Rui back.
Maya Miyagawa shook her head: "Didn't you notice? That hateful guy Wang Yi seems to have a blood feud every time he meets the Japanese team. In the World Series, he played 4 games against the Japanese team, averaging
The score is 83.7 points."
During the offense, when their point guard was covering the shooting guard, his knee directly pushed into Zhao Rui's lower part.
When everyone heard this, the smiles on their faces disappeared, and everyone looked solemn.
Under this circumstance, Wang Yi's dunk has become a nuclear weapon for the Japanese team.
Although it didn't hit him this time, it hit Zhao Rui's thigh.
"If I go up here, I have to stab that guy!"
There are people in China who understand Japanese who are even more annoyed when they hear this.
A floater hit Pombo over the head.
Yes, Wang Yi's dunk just now shocked the Japanese team. If the Japanese team comes back again, the worst thing is that Wang Yi will dunk again.
At this time, Pang Bo, Zhao Ruisi, and Sima Ming stepped forward to argue with Shuichiro Nakamura.
"The second half is about to begin. We hope that Wang Yi will not be too strong in the second half, and the Japanese team can cheer up. Even if the Japanese team loses, they will lose standing."
When everyone heard this, they all looked at Wang Yi.
After the cycle landed, he stepped on the feet of Shuichiro Nakamura.
"What are you afraid of? Just fuck him!"
You must know that in the international arena, many teams cannot score 80 points in a game. As a result, Wang Yi suddenly averaged more than 80 points per game against Japan. This is simply an exaggeration.
The male commentator was surprised and hesitant.
At this time, when Wang Yi heard this, he also looked solemn.
At this time, the attitude of the Chinese team was like a joke: "We promise that if the enemy does not use flagrant fouls, we will not use Wang Yi's overlord dunk."
He said directly: "There is nothing that one dunk can't solve. If so, then two."
His whole body suddenly fell backward.
When the Japanese audience saw this, they all jeered.
"Nani!?"
"Although Wang Yi's dominating dunk at the end of the first quarter made their arrogance somewhat restrained, after one quarter of buffering and after halftime adjustments, I believe they will make a comeback in the third quarter."
Nayada Koji took the opportunity to dribble into the paint.
You should know that although the thigh is not hurt by being pushed like this, it is still very painful.
"These dirty guys are so dirty!"
Although only a small group of fans are saying this, and there are more people defending Wang Yi, when these people keep saying it over and over again, it is inevitable that people feel that Wang Yi is indeed not as tough as before.
At this time on the field, Wang Yi asked about Zhou Qi's injury. Zhou Qi just had a slight sprain in his foot. It doesn't matter and he can continue to play.
So he gathered all the players together and said to them.
"Our goal is to win by a big score, so we can't have anyone sent off. Now, leave it to me!"
Chapter completed!
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