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The referee raised his hand!

2 plus 1!

Yi Jianlian walked up to the free throw line!

Free throw hit!

Blu team 10-8 red square!

The BLU team is leading again!

Yi Jianlian’s violent buckle stirred up the morale of the blue team players.

They work harder in defense!

The offensive end is also more determined!

Beep!

The BLUE team attacked, and Yi Jianlian handed the ball to Guo Allen.

Yi Jianlian’s pass was not of good quality under the influence of Yang Jun.

But Guo Allen seized the opportunity.

Empty three-point hit!

The BLU team is 13-8!

Yi Jianlian wants to use his own pulling power to open up the situation!

Immediately after, Yi Jianlian assisted Zhao Jiwei again to hit a three-pointer!

Blu team 16-8!

Trailing by the big score, the players on the red side were a little nervous.

Zhou Qi did not pay attention and let Yi Jianlian rush into the inner line.

Yi Jianlian scored again!

18 to 8!

Ten point differences!

Yang Jun rubbed his wrist.

Ready to move.

In this way, the mentality of the red team players is going to explode.

Beep!

The BLU team is attacking again!

Yi Jianlian walked to the top of the arc with the ball!

I was about to observe the movement of my own players.

A chill in your hand!

Yi Jianlian turned back fiercely.

Yang Jun has rushed to the outside of the three-point line with the ball.

Looking back, Yang Jun raised his knife and fell, and the three points fell into the bag!

Blue Team 18-11 Red Team!

The red side’s players were invigorated.

Yang Jun held the ball two meters outside the three-point line.

Zhao Jiwei and Guo Allen continued to double the bag.

Bang!

Call!

Yang Jun’s tentative step to the left gave the illusion of breaking through with his left hand.

Immediately, taking advantage of the moment when Guo Allen’s body moved sideways, he withdrew his left foot.

Yang Jun’s hands were raised and his knees were slightly bent.

Zhao Jiwei pounced on it!

Say that you can’t let Yang Jun throw three points anymore!

Call!

Just as Zhao Jiwei rushed over, Yang Jun took a step to the right.

Pass Zhao Jiwei!

Yi Jianlian, who was on the inside, was already aware of Yang Jun’s movements.

But he couldn’t do anything.

Because Zhou Qi is by his side!

As long as Yi Jianlian dared to rush out, the next second.

Zhou Qi will receive the ball comfortably on the inside line and then dunk!

Yi Jianlian had no choice but to watch Yang Jun jump and shoot!

The ball spun and flew out from between Yang Jun’s.

Brush!

Three-point drop bag!

18 to 14!

The BLUE team also led the red team by four points.

But the hearts of all the players on the BLUE team are heavy.

It was as if there were 10,000 pounds of boulders pressing down on my heart.

Yang Jun’s repeated death-taking three points made their hearts fall into despair.

How could Yang Jun be so strong?!

Next, Yang Jun completely hit haigh.

As long as it is past halftime, it is within Yang Jun’s range.

Yang Jun made various fancy shots.

In just five minutes, Yang Jun frantically shot 12 three-point shots, hitting 8 of them.

Cut 24 points.

And the whole blue team only scored five points.

Beep!

The team training session ended early.

Li Ran is worried that if this training game continues, many players on the BLUE team will lose self-confidence.

However, even Li Ran ended the training session early.

The players on the blue team are also listless, like eggplants that have been beaten by frost.

The members of the BLU team have begun to doubt life.

“Cough cough cough, all bring me up the spirit!”

Lee’s face rose up.

“It’s a simple training match, what are you doing?”

“Moreover, Yang Jun is still a member of our country, and it is not shameful to lose to a player from his own country!”

“Don’t cry and lose face!”

The heads of the BLU players were all lifted.

Yes!

Yang Jun is from our national team!