{Real World}

Listening to the noisy cheers in his ears, although he knew that he had made a very forced goal, Zebei still said, "See it, A Zhang, you can't defend me."

Xiandao said calmly: "Let's go and see..." As he said that, he headed forward. Zebei hurriedly followed.

Lin Jue dribbled the ball through halftime and made a fake pass, flashed Fukatsu for a while, and then took a three-pointer from a long distance.

Fukatsu's blocking was half a beat slower, but he still did not forget to interfere with Lin Jue's confidence: "You shot too quickly..."

"Yeah?"

While Lin Jue asked softly, the basketball silenced and fell into the net with a hollow sound.

Off the court, I also felt that Lin Jue shot too quickly, and chose a bad choice, and Ben felt a headache. If Lin Jue continued to be so reckless, he would not have to play in the subsequent games.

Hainan people were also stunned. After a few seconds, Muto sighed: "Although the ball has been made, I still want to say that the shooting choice of the fourth ball (Lin Jue) is really unreasonable."

Amu didn't comment: "Continue to watch, after all, not everyone can score on Fukatsu."

It was Sanwang's turn to attack on the court. Fukatsu, who was in charge of controlling the ball, tried it and found that he still couldn't break through Lin Jue. He had to shake it a few times and pass it to Zebei with difficulty.

In fact, Fukazu really doesn't want to watch Zebei singles. The problem is that he wants to hang the inside line and can't get in! Kato Kaihiko is another defensive expert, and his scoring ability is weak. He has no choice but to pass the ball to Zebei.

As expected, Zebei had no intention of passing the ball again after getting the ball, and directly provoked the immortal way.

"A Zhang, what kind of offensive method do you think I will use this time..."

"Stop talking nonsense, there are thirteen seconds left, twelve, eleven..."

When Zebei heard this, his face turned dark: "You have become a bad person!" As he finished speaking, he did not make any fake moves and took the first step directly, intending to rely on speed to force the immortal way.

If it were half a year ago, Xiandao might have been thrown away by Zebei's move, but under Lin Jue's guidance, Xiandao's speed has increased by at least 15% compared to half a year ago. Among them, the most improved "defense horizontal movement" even reached 25%. Compared with the original, it is completely different.

You should know that all aspects of the qualities of the Immortal Dao are the top group in the original work, and only a few people can overcome him. Now, except for Lin Jue, Zebei's various technologies have actually fallen behind the Immortal Dao. Although there are not many behind, it is almost impossible to recover them again.

So, when the line was blocked again, Zebei, who had already used all his strength, felt a sudden slap in his heart, but he controlled the ball quietly and said, "A Zhang, it seems that you have indeed made progress in the past six months."

"Who will stand still? You are not bad..." Xiandao reached out to pick up Zebei's ball while answering Zebei's words.

"You are too naive!"

Zebei obviously wouldn't drop the ball so easily. With a slight change of speed and cross-dribbling, he got rid of Xiandao's ball stealer, and even almost took the opportunity to break through.

Xiandao quickly made up for it, and finally settled down. But when he subconsciously lowered his center of gravity, Zebei actually grabbed this faint flaw and took a jump shot.

Judezhong on the bench on the sidelines sighed regretfully.

Xiandao shook his head helplessly and wanted to go to the front field.

"Zhang'er, come and serve the bottom line!" Lin Jue stopped Xiandao.

Xiandao was stunned and still followed Lin Jue's orders.

After Lin Jue received the ball, he drove to the front court and kept talking to Xiandao not far from him: "Why didn't you defend Zebei just now?"

Xiandao was stunned for a moment, then said, "I have tried it before. With Zebei's ball control ability and physical confrontation, the close-fitting effect is almost gone."

"Is that so? It's almost none...that's still a little effective. If you keep pestering him, ten minutes, twenty minutes, and thirty minutes, even if you can't break the ball, it will definitely consume a lot of his physical strength." Lin Jue kidded and analyzed, "You won't think your physical strength is worse than him, do you?"

Xiandao obviously has his own opinion on this matter: "Of course my physical strength is not bad, but I am limited in strength than Zebei. If I and him are exhausted, how will our team play in the second half?"

I have to say that this is the biggest problem for other teams when fighting against Sanwang Industry. The bench depth is not enough, so they can only fight the main force. On the other hand, if Sekiki (first grade) is demoted by the son, they will also have Matsumoto (second grade) and the third-year team scorer in the third grade, and their offensive ability is at least at Yoshio Fukuda.

Lin Jue obviously realized this problem a long time ago and said disapprovingly: "Zhang'er, it's good that you have this worry, but the problem is, you are a player first, don't steal the coach's job, OK?"

Xiandao was slightly stunned, and he also realized this problem.

It is true that in the original work, many coaches of high school teams do not have the same understanding of basketball games as Sendo and ace players like Fujima, but the problem is Sendo is a guy who has made up his mind to join the profession. Are those professional team coaches not as understanding the game as you are a small Asian player?

"Think it clearly? Then let me protect Zebei..." While saying this, Lin Jue had just dribbled out of the middle circle. Facing Shenjin, who was a big step away from him, he raised his hand and threw the ball out again.

"Swish!"

A three-pointer was hit again.

Xiandao, who was watching from a distance, rolled his eyes and began to retreat.

The expression of toothache appeared on Fujijin's face that remained unchanged for thousands of years. This is too accurate, right? How to prevent it? If you pounce too hard and stick too close to it, will you be over? At this moment, Fujijin only felt that he had a headache.

Domoto on the sidelines also had a headache. He was still hesitating. The score difference was widened to seven points. Another three-pointer score difference would be doubled. Should I call it a timeout?

Finally, Fukatsu had to stop Zebei and reminded him: "I will pass the ball to you later, you must hand it over to the inside."

Zebei was extremely surprised when he heard this: "You actually started to direct us to play ball?"

Fukazu was speechless. He didn't want to say anything to Zebei anymore, so he dribbled the ball and went to the front court.

Zebei obviously knew the importance of the team's offensive routines to make a living. He pinched his chin and thought for a while, and decided to continue to fight one-on-one. Just hit the ball. As for Fukatsu's guidance just now, he was in a hurry!

So, ten seconds later, Fukatsu's face turned dark and the bastard Zebei was still fighting against the immortal way without obeying his instructions.

This time, Xiandao's defense increased the physical aggression. Although Zebei did not drop the ball and successfully got rid of it, under the pressure of offensive time, his attack rhythm was a bit hasty.

"Bang!"

Zebei's jump shot went off.

Shanwang's fans were blown up. They couldn't believe their eyes.

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PS: This chapter is from yesterday.
Chapter completed!