Nba: Most Talented

"We just need to defend them, all of you are ready for me, don't let them pass, or they will hurt us.

With that said, they set their sights on their teammates.

In their view, as long as they can pass smoothly, after all, a goal can regain the match point.

Peidong watched the Falcons team always looking for opportunities, and kept looking at the main force of the Falcons, wanting to see if they could prevent him.

Yang Xu watched Peidong set his sights on their main force, and immediately said to himself: "This defense doesn't seem to work, it's a bit too focused on defense."

If Yang Xu were to look at the current situation, Yang Xu would definitely retreat and find a way to pull them back.

Sure enough, when the Falcons got the ball, they all tried their best to bypass Peyton, let them attack from the weakest place, and launched an attack directly at the basket.

Yang Xu saw that the Falcons had started to attack, and put one hand over his eyes, as if he didn't want to watch anymore: "Hey, I must lose this time, I don't want to watch anymore~

Sure enough, as soon as Yang Xu's voice fell, he saw the Falcons score a goal directly.

"Hey, it's still a little too hasty." After speaking, Yang Xu looked at the current time, and he found that the time had already started to remain flat, which made Yang Xu feel a little admirable.

"There was only one game, and now there are only three minutes left. I really don't know who will win." Yang Xu said, looking at them.

In Yang Xu's eyes, if Peidong doesn't change his tactics, Zhanying will definitely find out their routines in the end.

I saw Peidong standing in a daze for a while, his eyes on the basketball all the time, as if he was thinking about whether he should shoot or not.

Yang Xu looked at Peidong in a daze, and said with a smile: "Let me tell you this, if he launches an attack now, it is very likely that he can blow up their own camp.

Once the team blows up, it's not fun. Unless the personal strength is very strong, otherwise it is basically a dead end game of losing the ball.

Suddenly, Peidong set his eyes on Falcon, and said coldly: "I don't believe it anymore, now there is one minute left, and you can still guard me.

After the voice fell, Peidong rushed directly towards the inside.

Accompanied by the sound of the basketball hitting the ground, Peidong went directly to the rear of the Falcons on the second floor, wanting to see if they had any weak points.

Just when Yang Xu thought it was going to be a draw, the referee suddenly added a minute, which gave Peidong some hope.

He took the basketball with both hands and threw it fiercely at the basketball hoop.

".||Bang..." The basketball hit the basket, rolled on it, and slowly dripped down from the basket

"The ball has been scored." The host (good money) roared excitedly, as if he had scored the goal.

Peidong saw that he was still the better one, and raised his hands: "Thank you."

As soon as the words fell, Pei Dong had already arrived in front of the Falcons, reaching out to shake hands with them.

For Peidong, this is his favorite thing to do now. After the game, he saw their most lonely expressions, because he used to be a member of this team.