activa-t Chapter 157
Chapter 157
Chapter 157
Chu Feng entered the field, but to most of the audience, the result of this match was self-evident.
The score difference is 45 points, which is the basis.
In yesterday's game, Chu Feng didn't take too much distance, and now there are only 15 minutes left.
Not only that, everyone saw the photo of Chu Feng's swollen feet.
Chu Feng couldn't recover the score even with his extraordinary performance, let alone his poor state!
"It seems that Chu Feng's undefeated record in his debut will be completely broken today."
"Can't count it that way? After all, Chu Feng is late."
"It's not a matter of being late. When the competition system was not changed before, Chu Feng gave up two or three games to others, and then went against the sky to overtake."
"Hey, tell him he likes to pretend so much when he abused food, let's see how he pretends now!"
"Yes, Chu Feng demonstrated yesterday that he started to grab the ball as soon as he served, but in fact, the Lin'an team's quality is too high, and he has never been allowed to monopolize the right to serve at all!"
Everyone in the auditorium was chatting, and even the referee team felt that Chu Feng's game result would not be optimistic.
Abusing food and playing against elite teams, these are two concepts.
Unless Tao Yifan plays, and Chu Feng's foot injury can be relieved in the next few days.
Under these two basic conditions, Chu Feng should still have half the winning rate to enter the final.
But if you want 3:0, it's a bit wishful thinking.
"Maybe, in the next two days, even if Tao Yifan returns, Chu Feng's foot injury may cause him to lose the game!"
Everyone worried.
Everyone's attention was on the scene, and fans who didn't know Chu Feng updated the news about his recovery from his foot injury.
The game started.
Chu Feng serves the ball.
Wu Jianfei stopped Chu Feng and said, "Is your foot okay?"
"It's okay!" Chu Feng grinned.
"Sorry, although I am deeply sorry for your foot injury, but in order to respect this game, I will not let you go." Wu Jianfei said seriously.
Feeling guilty does not affect his continuing to enjoy the benefits of fouling.
Chu Feng shrugged, expressing that he didn't care.
The defender served the ball, Chu Feng rushed forward, got the ball in his hands, and with full strength, he smashed the basketball into the basket by himself.
On his personal panel, "Ruthless Master" was passive, and it had been replaced with "1 point higher".
Passive switching, the 5% increase in all attributes disappeared, making Chu Feng feel a little weak.
But no problem.
He had already rushed out, and several players surrounded him, trying to prevent him from playing relay with himself and achieving a super-long-range three-point relay slam dunk.
Chu Feng was stopped for a while, and then the whistle sounded.
hit!
3 points!
"What kind of luck is this?" Everyone stared in the direction of the basket dumbfounded, and the high screen also played the previous scene repeatedly.
Beyond the half court, super long-range three-point goal!
At the scene, all Chu Feng's fans howled with excitement, and Gan Meng, who had just woken up, was also jumping with excitement.
Even though the score gap is still huge, the three-pointer at the beginning is really cool.
Everyone got the basketball and came to the defensive area of the Lin'an team, ready to serve.
Wu Jianfei led his teammates, panting and sweating profusely, staring fixedly at Chu Feng.
"You look very tired!" Chu Feng said.
It's not just him who talks trash.
It has to be said that when he came to the arena and saw his teammates torture their opponents like this, Chu Feng was still very emotional.
You guys are working hard!
They have to be credited with credit and counted back into the performance of this competition.
"It's okay, we are used to this kind of exercise!" Wu Jianfei responded, but his heart sank.
Chu Feng's physical stamina was already more perverted than all of them combined.
Now they are all out of shape, but Chu Feng is in full bloom.
In the remaining 15 minutes, if Chu Feng can grab one or two three-pointers every minute, it is very likely that the score can be pulled back.
The serve time is limited to 8 seconds.
Wu Jianfei made a gesture, and the defender who served the ball immediately understood.
This is telling him to drag every serve to the limit.
Before Chu Feng could act, his teammates moved wildly, which caused Wu Jianfei to secretly hate.
What's going on with the five young men who dominate the team? Can they stop for a while after they've been playing chicken blood?
Serve!
The defender pushed the ball out, and Chu Feng also moved wildly.
The strategic layout of the audience changes in an efficient and seemingly chaotic but orderly rhythm.
Everyone's mood is tense.
In 14 seconds, Chu Feng broke through the heavy defense, and cut off the basketball before he broke through the half court.
These people are not in good physical condition, and Chu Feng's interception is much easier than yesterday.
After grabbing the basketball, Chu Feng glanced at the passive of "high 1 point", and then glanced at the skills of "advanced pitching" and "advanced touch".
With the blessing of these abilities, and having a strong enough arm, he didn't have to worry about throwing short.
The ultra-long-range hollow ball just over halftime has already explained his current peak state.
Only one word can describe him.
That is abnormal!
brush!
The basketball went into the hole again and the whistle sounded.
Another three-pointer!
50:86
The original gap of 45 points is now only 39 points.
The players of the Lin'an team became tense, and they didn't take it lightly just because the score gap was still huge.
Because Chu Feng is not a human being at all!
"Application for suspension!" Wu Jianfei said.
He needs to pause a few more times, so that his teammates can use more idle time to recover their physical strength, so that they can have the strength and spirit to stop Chu Feng's insistence.
Many athletes who are familiar with Chu Feng dreamed back more than a month ago.
When the competition system was not reformed, Chu Feng was like this. He played in the second half, and then frantically used three-pointers to close the score.
In this kind of game, can Chu Feng repeat the past?
Actually, yes!
In the next game, Chu Feng quickly closed the distance with almost two three-pointers per minute.
Even faster!
Even if Wu Jianfei and the others used the timeout right several times to adjust their status and discuss tactics, they failed to change the situation.
From Chu Feng's appearance to No. 12 and a half minutes in the second half of the game, the remaining time was 7 minutes and 30 seconds.
The score reached 86:86.
It's even!
Chu Feng's fans are all crazy.
Nine consecutive three-pointers, three-pointers in various postures, all hit.
Among them were four three-pointers. It was Wu Jianfei and the others who worked so hard to get the ball into the attacking area, and then it was intercepted by Chu Feng, who made an ultra-long-range half-court shot and scored an empty goal.
Not to mention the entire audience, even the members of the referee team and representatives of the sponsors were all preoccupied with the sphere flying across the sky.
It seems that in the whole world, only the ball in the sky is left flying.
This three-point ability is really a ghost!
Who pitches at half court without luck?
In this tense and high-paced game, Chu Feng had five opponents crazily interfering with him, and they could all hit in this environment.
What kind of demon hit rate is this?
Chu Feng looked at his stunned and skeptical opponent, silently removed the "high 1 point" passively, and then replaced it with "ruthless master".
The 5% all attribute bonus returned again, and he felt full of strength all over his body.
"The competition officially begins!" Chu Feng grinned, his handsome face and confident smile were imprinted in the film by Gan Meng's camera.
(End of this chapter)