With Leng Yan's inspiring goal, even the two senior players looked at Leng Yan with eyes full of obedience. The basketball world was still a world where the strong were respected. As long as you had the ability, no one would care about your age.
With just one goal, Leng Yan still had the momentum of a captain. This made the referee, Hong Cun, nod in his heart, but he was also a little worried.
Leng Yan's style of play was very domineering and imposing, but at the same time, it was also the most effective way to mobilize the atmosphere. Whether it was the atmosphere of the audience or the emotions of the players, this was the most important thing for a captain.
The problem was that Emperor Light already had a successor to their captain, Akisi Seijuro. This was something that would not change.
Nakamura's expression was very, very ugly. He wanted to get back on his feet. Just after halftime, he asked the defender to pass the ball to him. The defender could only agree helplessly. After all, he was the team's old two.
The blue team attacked. Just after half of the match, Nakamura was already a little impatient. He took the lead and ran towards the red team.
"One-on-one marking defense. Huang Lai is in charge of Tie Ping, and Hei Zi is in charge of finding opportunities to intercept the ball.”Leng Yan quickly commanded. The team members did not refute him and followed his orders obediently.
"Hey kid, I'll let you know the consequences of angering your Mr. Nakamura.”Nakamura came to Leng Yan's side and fiercely rammed into Leng Yan's body to snatch his position.
"Bang!"
The two bodies collided with a muffled sound. Leng Yan took a step back. His strength was still a little weak, and it actually allowed the power forward, Nakamura, to squeeze out of the way.
Seeing this scene, Taoist Tieping faked a move to fool Huang Lai. Then, he jumped up to get the ball ready for a layup.
"It's not that easy." Huang Lai had indeed been fooled by his opponent, but with his incredible speed, he still jumped up and prepared to block the ball.
"Hmm? Where's the ball?" Huang Lai saw his opponent's arm shake. The basketball moved forward and he quickly waved his arm in the trajectory of the basketball. However, he hit a ball of air.
"The right to play." When Tie Ping jumped up, Leng Yan already felt that something was wrong. Huang Lai's jump was definitely enough to overwhelm him. Tie Ping would not take such a big risk.
As expected, Nakamura relied on a pick-and-roll from one of his team members to shake off Leng Yan, who had been blocked, and rushed towards the penalty area. Tie Ping, who was still holding onto the basketball with his large hand, retracted his arm under Huang Lai's incredulous gaze, stretched it out from under his armpit, and gently threw it forward.
The alley-oop was almost exactly the same as Leng Yan's first goal. Boom...
A muffled sound was heard from Nakamura's feet and the ground. He had already stood up from the ground. He grabbed the basketball that was flying over and smashed it fiercely towards the basket. His eyes were still looking at the place where Leng Yan was standing just now.
"Where is he?" There was no one there. A look of confusion appeared in Nakamura's eyes. Had he given up? Thinking of this, Nakamura was even more pleased. He had to humiliate that white-haired man later.
Just as the basketball was lifted over his head, Tie Ping's sudden roar stunned him. Before he could react, there was a clap of thunder beside him, and a tall figure rose from the ground and pressed down on him.
"What happened?" Nakamura's vision went black. He looked to the side in a daze, only to see a pair of cold red eyes staring at the basketball in his hand. With a whistle, that powerful arm slapped over.
" Pa!" Leng Yan, who was beside Nakamura, used all his strength to slap the basketball in Nakamura's hand. At this moment, Nakamura was stunned, so was Tie Ping. All the audience members were stunned, but only Huang Lai and Hei Zi were not.
Blackie picked up the ball and quickly passed it to Huang Lai, scoring another layup.
"This, this hotpot really doesn't leave a way out.”When Hong Cun, who was the referee, saw this scene, he forgot what a referee should do. However, no one cared if there was a referee in this match.
"Bang!"
Nakamura's body collided with Leng Yan's and he fell to the ground. However, Leng Yan stood firmly and looked down at him.
" I..." Nakamura wanted to say something to get back at him, but when the words reached his mouth, there was only bitterness left.
Last time, if Leng Yan had performed exceptionally well, Zhong Village could still quibble. What about this time? The other party ran back and jumped back, but he still managed to topple him. Could this be a coincidence?
"I'm not his match. I can't beat him.”Nakamura's face was ashen as he looked at the ground, his eyes dull.
"Nakamura, are you alright?" Tie Ping was also surprised. The hotpot just now was a miracle. He ran backwards and jumped backwards, but he was still blocked. Just this one shot made Tie Ping know that it was impossible for Zhong Village to beat Leng Yan. The physical qualities of both sides were not on the same starting line.
"No, I'm fine." Nakamura was pulled up from the ground by Tie Ping and stammered. His tone was also dead silent without a trace of vitality.
"Sigh, you should go down and rest for a while.”Seeing Nakamura like this, Tetsuhira knew that he couldn't let him continue fighting. He had already lost his confidence, and if he continued fighting, it would only be worse.
"I'll defeat you on behalf of Nakamura.”Tie Ping turned around and said to Leng Yan seriously after Zhong Cunzhong left.
"Oh? If you can do it, then bring it on.”Leng Yan looked at Tie Ping, then shook his head and walked away confidently.
"I can do it, I definitely can.”Tie Ping looked at Leng Yan's back as he left. He clenched his fists tightly to encourage himself, but he still couldn't suppress the slight trembling of his body caused by the nervousness in his heart.
"Ninth High lost." Seeing this scene, Hong Cun immediately sentenced Ninth High to death. Number two had been beaten up, so he probably could not play in this game. As the team's boss, Tie Ping was about to lose his mind.
On the other hand, Emperor's Light's side was like a well-honed sword under Leng Yan's lead. They were just waiting to drink blood. The following matches were not on the same level at all. If Tie Ping could not defeat Leng Yan and restore the confidence of the Ninth High School team, then Ninth High would definitely lose.
But would Leng Yan let that happen? How was this possible?
When Tie Ping spoke, the Sovereign's voice also rang out.
"Defeat Tieping Muji and obtain 60% of Ziyuan Dun's best state.”
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