The Prince of Tennis Super God System

He is now only one thought, just put the ball into the basket.

Whether you encounter anything, any barrier, put the ball into the basket is something that a team should do.

It is also a superior state of the two teams after the attack between the two fast offensive and defense.

Zhuan Feng continuously won the score on the fairy road, while the white team, the night-lived wind finally gave the animal husbandry, and the latter staged twice in the red team. buckle!

147 to 147! At the end of this short, only 35 seconds, red and white two teams will draw again!

At this time, the ball is in the hands of the white team, and the part of the ball is not allowed to be a night.

After the long wind, the two-point line of the Red Brigade, the three team members of the Red Brigade, Sanjing Shou, Li Shu Feng, and Sakuragi directly gave up her player to enclose the night long.

Although the first two nights have chosen the pass, but the three people who know the night's character's character are directly posted, and the water surrounding the night is unreasonable.

They know that once the time they finally decided to the game, the night length must chose personal attacks.

This is true, the night length faces the three-person clip, exchange the basketball to the left and right, the basketball is like attached to the night length. It is not easily broken.

In fact, the Shenchong, the outside, the inner line of the past, and the fairy road near the free throw, there is a shooting and offensive opportunities.

As long as the night is passing, the probability of their goal will be quite big!

But at night, the wind is still the forced air to turn over, the body is exaggerated, and the night-long's body is exaggerated, almost parallel to the floor.

"No! Not enough!" Sakuragi is the three defenders that are jumped closest to the night, but he is still the right hand, the right hand, still unable to interfere with the super-bidding of the night basket.

bass! Night wind turned out the basketball, basketball flew over the top of the three defenders, and finally played into the basket!

149 to 147! There are still 15 seconds, the white team leads again!

In the face of the three-person clip, it is forcibly, this kind of thing requires great heart to withstand the ability, and the Basketball God does not have a god of God, and because of the crucial moment, it will not pass the three-person clipper. I was sprayed!

And when Jordan's real deblree completed the Weiye of the three crowns, no matter how Jordan hit, no one dared to jog Qiao.

On the basketball court, it is still necessary to speak with strength!

"I haven't time, give me the ball!" Li Shoufeng directly reached out, the red team rushed out, rushed to the white team.

Snapped! When Miyagi passed the basketball to Yanchu Mafeng, Li Shoufeng took a red whirlwind, and swept the entire court directly.

Just spent five seconds, I killed the white three-point line.

At this time, the fastest appearance in front of Yanchuan Maple is not a fairy road, but a night grow.

In the face of incomparably, the light of the golden light is flashing in the eyes, Li Shu Feng chose directly jumping directly, and raised his basketball.

"Win!" The night length of the wind jumped, and his superman's bumper was completely suppressed, and the right hand of the night, the right hand of the night, pressed in the basketball of Liquor Maple [out].

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Snapped! The night-long wind right hand, the basketball is directly fanned from Yanchuan Maple from the night.

But let the Night Wind and the outside of Xiang North replace everyone, completely did not think of basketball was in the hands of Sanjing Shou.

Snapped! San Xi Shou's eyes have skyrocket, he felt that this may be the most important ball in his basketball career.

At this moment, Sanxi Shou is calm, he adjusted it, and then retired one step, just outside the triple line.

"Can't let him shoot!" The night's long rushing from the nearest Shenchong, which is the nearest in Sanxi Shou.

Shen Zong Yiro is stupid, and there is no reaction at all.

call! And the three wells is spitting a sigh of relief, raising basketball, just like a thousand exercises, putting this key three-pointer.

! The heart of the three-pointers, 150 to 149!

The Red Brigade is over!

"Good!" The red team is awkward.

At this point, the minutes clearly shows that there is still five seconds, and this is the rules of the international basket, this time is still going.

"Ball!" Night long wind picked up basketball throwing it.

...........

At the critical moment, the old will be more quiet than Shen Zong Yiling. He directly caught the basketball, then ran to the boundary, pass the basketball to the night.

Four seconds ... Night live wind began to bring the ball and rushed, and the night is so fast, like it is to fly, and it will still be over the white team in the White Square.

Two seconds ... Night wind and praise to the red team's three-point line.

"Small wind!" Sakuragou drunk, the first reaction, directly in the night, the long-distance wind, it is like an angry bull.

One second ... Night wind feet one, then jumping directly outside the three-point line.

Reallorate, raise the ball, and speak goodbye!

A series of movements of the night-catching, there is no slightly sloppy water, as long as the night grows at this time, there is any hesitation, time is definitely not enough!

call! The basketball throwing basketball is kept forward, and the opening of Xiangbei stands all the people. Their eyes are all concentrated on the basketball that does not stop rolling forward.

"It's over!" Sanxi Shou looked at the basketball.

Several people on other fields are also different, but it seems to flash a despair.

After the ball, the night grows, it is completely not watching basketball, turning directly to the midline.

Ding! At this time, the red light on the rebound timer lit up, the game is over, and basketball is just coming to the basket.

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Five minutes later, everyone in Xiangbei included the night-catching winds lying near the midline of the high school basketball hall of Xiangbei.

Everyone is gasping, a super high-intensity competition, everyone is tired.

It also includes a night-long wind and cherry-like flowers that are never tired.

"The last goal is really ... damn!" Sanjing Shou was screaming.

"Haha ..." Zhongbei everyone is laughing.

The night-long looks at the champion banner hanging on the ceiling of the high school basketball hall of Xiangbei, and suddenly asked. "Do you like basketball?"

Red Moods, Sakura, Sanjing Shou, Miyagi Liangtian, including the roof of the face of the face, the rumor, the mouth of the mouth ...

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