NBA skills: Dominating the black basketball

The ball was thrown out of the way, and the opponent was caught in a trap.

Akagi rushed across the half court with the ball, and then cleverly passed the ball to Bai Ze who was standing on the left wing of the three-point line.

Bai Ze flashed and made an ordinary front-body change of direction, but surprisingly, the person who was responsible for defending him, Kotaro Hayama, was not moved at all.

However, Bai Ze was not discouraged, and then used Iverson's signature crossover technique again. This trick really worked, and Kotaro Hayama's center of gravity instantly lost balance and was completely thrown away.

After successfully deceiving his opponent, Bai Ze quickly seized the opportunity, jumped decisively, and completed a clean and neat dry jump shot. The basketball fell steadily into the basket like a precision-guided missile.

The score became 43:27

Facing such a strong Bai Ze, Ye Shan Kotaro also seemed a little overwhelmed.

At this time, the point guard of the Fukuyama team quickly passed the ball to Ye Shan Kotaro.

This time, Ye Shan Kotaro decided to adopt a strategy. He called for the power forward to come and assist him in the pick-and-roll.

When seeing Ye Shan's eye signal, the power forward immediately understood his intention and quickly approached Bai Ze to prepare for the screen.

But who knew that Bai Ze seemed to have already seen through the opponent's tactical arrangement. With amazing speed and agility, he easily bypassed the pick-and-roll before the power forward arrived.

"Why, you dare not confront me head-on!" Bai Ze muttered in a low voice, revealing a hint of contempt for Ye Shan Kotaro in his words.

Hearing Bai Ze's words, Ye Shan Kotaro's eyes condensed, and he attacked Bai Ze without hesitation. As usual, he used his signature skill - thunderous dribbling, and shouted: "Three fingers!" The basketball spun rapidly in his hands, like a flash of lightning piercing the sky.

However, Bai Ze only raised his lips slightly, and his figure flashed and quickly approached Yeshan Kotaro.

With his amazing speed and skillful skills, he displayed a stunning death-wrap defense, steadily blocking Yeshan Kotaro's way. In the blink of an eye, the originally unstoppable thunderous dribbling was actually stopped by Bai Ze!

Everyone was in an uproar, their eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Who would have thought that Bai Ze could catch up with Yeshan Kotaro's thunderous dribbling so quickly? You know, in previous games, no one has ever successfully blocked this move.

If Bai Ze had stolen the basketball from Yeshan Kotaro's hand from behind in the past, everyone might have thought it was acceptable, but at this moment, he actually blocked Yeshan's unique skill head-on! This is simply unbelievable!

"What should I do?" Yeshan Kotaro thought to himself, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged into his heart. Facing the powerful opponent in front of him, Bai Ze, he seemed to be in an impossible predicament.

Just when Yeshan Kotaro was distracted for a moment, Bai Ze's eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and he instantly caught the opportunity.

He waved his hand, and struck quickly like lightning, slapping the basketball hard.

In an instant, the basketball was like a wild horse running away, and it quickly escaped from Yeshan Kotaro's control.

"Not good!" Yeshan Kotaro came back to his senses, knowing that something was wrong, and hurriedly tried to reach out to take back the basketball, but it was too late. The basketball had already fallen steadily into Bai Ze's hands, and Bai Ze was like an arrow from a string, rushing forward like a gust of lightning. Its speed was so fast that it was astonishing, and no one on the court could compete with it.

Seeing the empty basket in front of him, Bai Ze did not hesitate, his figure flashed, and then he jumped high, and slammed the ball into the basket with all his strength!

There was a loud noise, and the basket shook violently.

The score was 45:27 at this time.

It was Fukuyama's turn to attack, but Hayama Kotaro still failed to find a breakthrough and could not get past Bai Ze's tight defense.

In desperation, he had to pass the ball to his teammates and start teamwork. After a hard fight, the power forward finally made a difficult shot with his excellent jumping ability and accurate shooting skills.

The score became 45:29.

It was Bai Ze's turn to attack next. He stared at Hayama Kotaro in front of him, and chose to play a single with his back without hesitation, and at the last moment, he made a Kobe-style fadeaway jump shot and successfully sent the basketball into the basket.

Then, the ball returned to Hayama Kotaro again.

At this moment, he was full of contradictions: "How can I break through the opponent's defense? Do I really have to use four

Finger technique? But I haven't mastered it completely yet..."

Just then, Coach Fukuyama seemed to see through the inner struggle of Kotaro Yeyama and decisively called a timeout.

"Yeyama, with your current physical condition, it is best not to try to use the four-finger technique of thunderous dribbling easily. Doing so will put a great burden on your body and may even affect your future development. You must be clear about this!"

Coach Fukuyama's tone was extremely serious and heavy, and then he said.

"If there is really no way, we can also choose to give up this game. After all, Teiko Junior High School itself is a very strong team."

"Coach, it's because I'm not strong enough that I can't beat the opponent." Kotaro Yeyama was full of guilt and self-blame.

"Yeyama, you have tried your best, and we are the ones who held you back." Teammates comforted him.

"Why... why am I so weak? I can't even lead Fukuyama to victory..." Kotaro Hayama muttered to himself, slowly lowering his heavy head, his eyes full of reluctance and self-blame.

Time passed quickly, and the timeout ended in a blink of an eye, and everyone returned to the court. However, at this moment, the situation was completely controlled by Bai Ze.

In the following second quarter, Bai Ze team showed unparalleled strength in both offense and defense, and Fukuyama team had no power to fight back.

The score continued to rise, and finally reached 67:40.27 The huge gap is jaw-dropping!

The audience witnessed all this and couldn't help but feel emotional.

They had expected a fair match, but they never expected that Teikou Junior High School was so strong that Fukuyama Junior High School couldn't compete with it at all.

The outcome of this game had long lost suspense and showed a one-sided trend.

The locker room of Teikou Junior High School was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, and everyone was smiling, as if the game was just a relaxing and enjoyable game. After all, they relied on Bai Ze's outstanding performance to open up the score by nearly 30 points, and victory was in sight.

Bai Ze wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked the coach: "Coach, I want to take a break in the second half and let Qingfeng play against Hayama Kotaro." His tone was calm, but there was a trace of fatigue in his eyes.

Shirokane Kozo nodded slightly and agreed: "Well, that's fine, Bai Ze will take a break in the second half. But you can't take it lightly and let the opponent close the score! "He looked at the players with a smile, obviously confident about the situation of this game.

Aomine was very excited after hearing this, and he couldn't wait to compete with Hayama Kotaro. He vowed: "Don't worry, coach! See how I will blow up Hayama Kotaro later!" A strong fighting spirit surged in Aomine's heart. He had been waiting for this moment for too long, and now he finally had the opportunity to confront a strong enemy head-on.

Other teammates also echoed and expressed their support for Bai Ze and Aomine. The whole locker room was filled with an exciting atmosphere, and everyone was looking forward to the exciting match in the second half.

Compared with other places, the locker room of Fushan Middle School was filled with an unusually heavy atmosphere. It seemed as if the whole room was shrouded by an invisible pressure, making people feel depressed and suffocated.

Hayama Kotaro sat quietly in the corner, covering his head with a wet towel, and seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts. No one could guess what he was thinking at the moment.

The locker room was silent at this time, and no one broke the silence. Everyone wiped their sweat silently, or bowed their heads in thought, or stared at the ground in a daze. There was only a slight breathing sound and the occasional sound of equipment colliding in the whole space, making the already tense atmosphere even more solemn.

Coach Fukuyama stood in front of everyone with a bitter smile on his face. He slowly said: "Everyone has performed very well today, but there is no way. Who made us meet such a strong opponent like Teikou Junior High School? They are indeed very strong, and we will be honored in defeat. But don't be discouraged, just go all out and live up to your efforts. "

Speaking of this, Coach Fukuyama couldn't help but sigh softly. In fact, he was full of reluctance in his heart. After all, after so many years of waiting, he finally saw the growth and progress of Kotaro Hayama. He thought that he could lead the team to achieve better results and go further this year. However, the reality is so cruel that they are still powerless to turn the tide in the face of the strong enemy Teikou Junior High School.

"Brothers, the coach is right. We have indeed tried our best, but I still hope that we will not leave any regrets. Since Teikou Junior High School is trying to win this game,

If we want to win the game, then we must not let them succeed so easily! No matter what, we must tear a piece of meat off them!"

The point guard of the Fukuyama team was very excited. He is now a third-year student, but he has not won the championship yet. However, he is not willing to enter high school with this regret.

Instantly, everyone was deeply touched by this bowl of chicken soup for the soul, and they all cheered up again.

"Yeshan, come on!" Everyone lifted the towel covering Yeshan Kotaro's head and stared at him with eyes as hot as a burning flame.

Yeshan slowly raised his head, with a crystal clear tear in the corner of his eyes, and said fiercely: "Everyone, fuck Teiko Junior High School!"