In the University of California basketball stadium, thousands of fans did not go to the University of Connecticuti basketball stadium. Instead, they watched the live broadcast on the big screen at their home stadium.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the stadium was very high. From time to time, there would be waves of cheers. They were fully immersed in Zhou Feng's performance. Those wonderful goals were amazing.
"God, this slam dunk is too domineering.”
"Our University of California basketball team is about to rise. This is something that even God can't stop. All of this is brought about by Zhou Feng. We haven't seen such an exciting scene in a long time.”
" The University of California basketball team is mighty, Zhou Feng is mighty…"
Especially when they saw Zhou Feng being so powerful. In the first quarter, he had single-handedly pushed the University of Connecticut basketball team's backcourt double guns to the ground. In the fourth quarter, he even shot a three-pointer.
On the big screen, Zhou Feng directly faced Napicho's defense and suddenly made a three-pointer, causing him to grit his teeth in hatred and once again beat them up.
"F * ck, it's still going in. This feeling is simply hot.”
"How many three-pointers is this? Fifth, or seventh? He's a godly shooter.”
" Oh yeah, this is awesome. With such a shooting rate, the University of Connecticut basketball team was beaten until they couldn't find the north. When I saw the expressions of the two shooters in the backfield, I knew how amazing Zhou Feng was.”
"This match is too terrifying. Zhou Feng has already gotten 38 points, and the opponent can't even defend against him.”
"Haha, that unreasonable three-pointer, how can we defend against it? This is Zhou Feng's ultimate move, no one can match him in the entire arena.”
The fans of the University of California basketball team were all discussing excitedly. They did not expect that five years later, such a magical player like Zhou Feng would appear and lead the team to the peak.
Half of the fourth quarter had passed, and there were still eight points left.
95:87！
In this quarter, under Zhou Feng's strong counterattack, the gap in points widened again. Seeing this situation, the head coach of the University of Connecticuti basketball team was very angry.
In less than six minutes, these people had made Zhou Feng score three-pointers consecutively. Their defense was like dog shit.
Originally, because of the two guns in the backfield and their performance in the previous matches, the entire school had thought that they would be a strong contender for the top three. However, in this match, they were still suppressed by the other party and had no chance to resist.
Especially Zhou Feng from the University of California basketball team. He could pass and shoot, and his unreasonable three-pointers made his team suffer.
If they lost this game, the season would be over.
The backcourt double gunners, Napicho and Worchester, had a wonderful cooperation. The long pass found Napicho, who was running in front, allowing the opponent to face no defense under the basket and easily score a layup.
This caused the entire stadium to cheer, and it also gave the home stadium, which had been dull for a long time, a glimmer of hope.
"There's still a difference of six points." Napicho said to Worchester.
"Let's lead the team to the final victory.”
"The current Zhou Feng has a very strong fighting spirit. You have to suppress him and destroy his confidence.”Worchester said to Napicho beside him.
The offense and defense changed.
Zhou Feng remained silent, standing at the bottom corner of the three-point line with a dark expression. At this time, the basketball flew over, followed by Napicho.
"Kid, I have to defend against your shot no matter what.”
"Is that so?"
Facing the opponent's tight defense, Zhou Feng did not shoot, nor did he try to break through. Instead, he made a feint shot. When he jumped up, he passed the basketball out.
Then, while Napicho was in a daze, he directly cut into the basket and shook off the opponent's defense with one step.
Of course, the pass this time was too sudden. Napicho did not expect it at all. He was still at the same spot, 0.0 seconds slower. When he turned around, he saw Zhou Feng quickly rush into the basket.
He jumped toward the center forward of the University of Connecticuti basketball team. He relied on his own strength, physical fitness, and excellent ability to stay in the air to catch the high ball.
He used both hands to slam the ball into the hoop.
"Bang…"
"Holy shit, this is James, right?”
Seeing Zhou Feng jump and receive the lob in mid-air to complete the slam dunk, this was simply a replica of James 'goal.
The violent momentum made the center of the University of Connecticut basketball team take a step back. He didn't dare to go up and defend.
His talent in physical strength was simply too astonishing, making people jealous.
"Did you defend?" Zhou Feng's indifferent voice rang out.
Napicho shook his head and smiled bitterly. He really had no way to defend against that ball.
The difference was still eight points.
Napicho ran over to receive the ball and rushed towards the front half of the court. Facing Zhou Feng's imposing shot, how could he just admit defeat so easily? He held the ball and went near the three-point line, and a three-pointer shot out.
A confident smile appeared on his face because he felt that the ball could go in.
"Bang!"
The smile on Napicho's face froze. The basketball hit the front of the basket, but he did not hesitate at all. He immediately turned around and ran back to defend.
Collin Farr got the basketball and passed it directly to his teammate. The latter quickly ran to the front court with the ball. After half the court, he faced the defense and handed the basketball to Zhou Feng, who ran up.
As soon as Zhou Feng took the ball, Napicho immediately ran over to defend. He stared at the opponent and said indifferently,""I should be able to score this goal."
After saying that, he took a step back and opened up space. Then, he shot a three-pointer.
"Swoosh!"
The basketball fell into the net, causing Napicho, who had jumped up to defend, to have a very ugly expression.
"You…"
With this goal, the difference in points suddenly reached double digits, which made Napicho feel a trace of despair. He originally wanted to chase after the points, but he did not expect the difference in points to become bigger and bigger.
11 points difference!
There were about four minutes left in the game.
Of course, four minutes was more than enough for an 11-point difference. The premise was that Zhou Feng would not score such a stunning goal again.
They scored two points, and the other side turned around and scored five points.
What was despair? This was despair!
I gave you hope, but I killed it for you.
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