Chapter Eighty-Five: Brutal and Ruthless Killing

  Teacher Li Zhenfeng had a whistle in his mouth, occasionally lowering his head to glance at the stopwatch in his hand, watching as time ticked away second by second.

  Wu Cheng brought the ball to the top of the arc, observing others. The opponent obviously strengthened their defense against Qian Hao and Zhao Yang at this time. That fat man was defending against Qian Hao in the back, and there was also someone on the side who was ready to defend at any time.

  On the other side, Zhao Yang, who was running to the bottom corner, was also tightly guarded by his defender, and there was another person near the free throw line who kept glancing at Zhao Yang, completely blocking the passing route.

  It's clear that the opponent has learned from the lesson of being ambushed by Zhao Yang's three consecutive steals earlier, and now plans to strictly guard against both Zhao Yang and Qian Hao, resolutely not giving them any easy opportunities to receive the ball.

  As for Fang Shuo and Liang Dawei on the other two sides... they were indeed given more space. However, the two of them have not touched the ball for several rounds, and their previous three-point shooting percentage was not high either.

  Wu Cheng hesitated for a moment and decided to try to break through himself, see if there was an opportunity to make a layup, or else attract the defense to make a split.

  With a resolute mind, Wu Cheng immediately faced his defender and suddenly accelerated, carrying the ball quickly from the right route to break through. The opposing defender hurriedly followed up to block Wu Cheng's breakthrough path, while stretching out one hand to cover Wu Cheng's head, also sealing off the angle of his throw-in.

  The defender at the bottom corner didn't care about Wu Cheng's breakthrough at all, and stared at Zhao Yang tightly. As soon as he saw Zhao Yang move, he immediately followed up and continued to block Zhao Yang's passing route. The opponent's strategy was simple, just don't let Zhao Yang receive the ball again.

  Zhao Yang's two consecutive three-pointers had already made them wary. Now it was a matter of who dared to leave Zhao Yang open again. Others could shoot if they wanted, but Zhao Yang was absolutely not allowed to touch the ball.

  It can be said that the strategy of Guo Shang Erban is very correct, after all, this is a baseball field, and everyone is not a professional player. Many people, even if they are completely open, without anyone disturbing them to shoot three-pointers outside the three-point line, may not have a 30% shooting percentage.

  At Zhao Yang's speed, it was actually easy to shake off the defender for just a moment, but that was all he could get - just a moment. The opponent had clearly decided to mark him tightly, and as soon as he shook them off, they would immediately catch up.

  If Wu Cheng is a professional player, with a broad enough field of vision and good enough timing, he can naturally grasp the opportunity for Zhao Yang to shake off his defender and pass the ball to Zhao Yang in that instant.

  But with Wu Cheng's level and vision, it's already good to find Zhao Yang in the chaos. Wanting to grasp that fleeting empty pass to send out a good ball... that's a bit nitpicking.

  Wu Cheng suddenly rushed to the basket, wanting to score, but found that his defender was still tightly blocked on his side, and the opponent's hand was still hovering over his head. In this situation, if he forced a shot, he would only be capped. He is not an NBA professional player, and cannot perform such abnormal aerial stunts and pull-up shots.

  No chance, Wu Cheng had to quickly pass the ball and gave it to Liang De Shan who was at the weak side. Qian Hao was still being tightly marked by the opponent's defender and didn't have any chance to receive the ball.

  At this time, teacher Li Zhenfeng on the sidelines has started counting down one second at a time to remind everyone of the remaining time.

  "Six, five, four..."

  With only three or four seconds left, Liang Desheng had no choice but to grab the ball himself and make a jump shot amidst the defender's interference.

  Zhou Yang, who was wandering outside the three-point line, knew that the ball wouldn't go in as soon as he saw Liang Deshan's shooting arc. Without hesitation, he quickly sprinted towards the basket, his eyes fixed on Liang Deshan's shooting arc, silently calculating the ball's landing point and rebounding arc...

  Bang!

  Liang Deshan's shot was indeed as Zhao Yang had expected, hitting the rim and bouncing out.

  When Liang Deshan threw that ball, the people of Guoshang Class 2 were also tense and staring at the basketball. At this moment, they heard a loud "bang" sound, and they couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

  At this moment, the defender guarding Zhao Yang suddenly shouted: "Watch out for the pick and roll!"

  Just now, Zhao Yang suddenly sprinted towards the basket with big strides, which shocked him. Although he hadn't reacted to Zhao Yang's intention at that time, he still subconsciously wanted to follow up and block him. However, his speed and explosiveness were far inferior to Zhao Yang's. Zhao Yang had completely shaken him off with just two strides.

  At this time, he also saw Liang Deshan's shot was not successful, and immediately understood what Zhao Yang wanted to do, so he hurriedly reminded him.

  Unfortunately, his reminder came too late. As the fat man prepared to jump up and grab the rebound, Zhao Yang had already jumped high and snatched the ball from the top of the fat man's head, then with both hands holding the ball, he slammed it into the basket at the highest point of his jump.

  Boom!

  Zhao Yang slammed the ball into the basket with both hands. Immediately afterwards, Coach Li Zhenfeng on the sidelines also blew his whistle.

  "Two points count! The game time is over!" Li Zhenfeng shouted loudly.

  It was on the baseball field, and it's naturally impossible to pinpoint the time to zero point a few seconds, so Li Zhenfeng saw that Zhao Yang had just slammed his bat when the stopwatch time had reached the last second, and he directly announced the end of the game.

  Bang!

  Zhao Yang's hands only slightly grasped the rim of the basket after dunking and then immediately let go and fell down.

  When Li Zhenfeng announced that the two points were effective and the game time was over, the people in the Business Administration Class 1 suddenly boiled up. Qian Hao excitedly rushed towards Zhao Yang, hooked his neck with one hand, and laughed loudly: "Zhao Yang, great job! We won, haha!"

  It wasn't just Qian Hao, others including Wu Cheng, Fang Zishang and Liang Deshan also shouted excitedly and rushed over to cheer and laugh.

  "Zhao Yang is too awesome! Double-handed dunk! Still a game-winner! Haha."

  "Zhao Yang, can I say you're awesome? Too cool, damn it! The last-minute slam dunk was a killer, beast!"

  ……

  Listening to Qian Hao and Wu Cheng's excited shouts, Zhao Yang couldn't help but laugh too...

  On the sidelines, the students of Class 1 of Business Administration were also cheering and shouting loudly for Zhao Yang's name. Although it was just a friendly match against Guoshang Class 2, winning would still bring honor to their class, which was something worth being proud of.

  The biggest contributor to this game's victory is undoubtedly Zhao Yang. It was Zhao Yang who came on in the last minute, first hitting two three-pointers in a row, and then gave the opponent's fat man a dunk, quickly assisting Qian Hao in a fast break score, and finally scoring a thrilling buzzer-beating slam dunk... This allowed the Management Class to reverse the game and win!

  In just one minute of playing time, Zhao Yang contributed 8 points, a rebound, a block and an assist. Such efficiency is simply against the sky!

  At this moment, the whole class of Business Administration was cheering and almost everyone was extremely excited. The only exception might be Zhang Dong...

  Watching Zhao Yang and the others celebrating their victory in the arena, watching the girls around him, especially Mu Qinglan's excitedly shouting Zhao Yang's name with her small face flushed red... Zhang Dongcheng felt a bad taste in his heart. His mood was extremely complicated, and he was even more jealous of Zhao Yang.

  Why can't I be the one to turn the tide and enjoy everyone's cheers? That guy clearly can't even play basketball, he can't even dribble steadily, how is he able to make shot after shot? And why does Mu Qinglan treat him so well, while completely ignoring me...

  Zhang Dongcheng's heart was filled with mixed emotions as he gazed at Zhao Yang, who was surrounded by a crowd of people celebrating their victory.

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