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”It looks like you have a pretty good understanding of your teammates' situations!” After looking through Tan Bin's information, Zhang Song could not help but laugh.
Tan Bin was not humble either, he waved his hand and said: ”Know yourself, know your enemy and know your victory! When I do things, Chairman Mao always says it's fine. ”
”Praising you? Do you really think that you're fat — you're panting.” Zhang Jun directly and heartlessly wiped away Tan Bin's heroic emotion.
”Zhang Song, look at the information. How do you think we should deal with this Yang Qing?” Zhang Jun asked Zhang Song.
Zhang Song thought for a while, then said to Zhang Jun and the others with a serious face: ”Actually, with you guys fighting to this extent, you guys have pretty much mastered the basics. Sometimes, too much emphasis on restraining your opponent is not as good as putting out your own characteristics. In terms of personal ability, you are no match for your opponents. But in terms of division of labour and tacit understanding, you have the advantage. If you can bring out your strengths and weaknesses in the competition, even if you can't win, you'll still give up a wonderful match. ”
”Tactics are static, and matches are always dynamic. There was no single tactic that would fit into any match. It's not the coach who's leading the field, but the player who's putting his life on the line. ” Zhang Song patted Zhang Jun's shoulders and encouraged him, ”You guys go for the competition with all your hearts, I believe you guys will win. You have to know, I've still been waiting for the final match.”
”Although this line sounds impressive, but it seems like it should be me who says it!” Zhang Jun joked.
There was no suspense in the afternoon match. As the number two seed of the tournament, the ”Monarch Descends the World” that Yang Qing led had successfully fought his way into the semifinals, meeting Zhang Jun's team on a narrow path. It could be said that this was a battle between a hot topic and a dark horse.
”The match is about to start, let's go to the stadium! Whether they can win will be seen. ”
Although it was only a ”three-person” basketball game, because of Chen Fan and Zhang Jun's appearance, it still attracted the attention of the entire school. Even though they needed to buy tickets to enter, the entire stadium was still full of seats.
Zhang Jun and the others were fighting with ”Monarch Under Heaven” for the first match, so there was still an hour until the start of the battle.
”I really didn't expect that they would actually be able to defeat Zhang Fei and enter the semi-finals. ”It seems that I have truly underestimated them.” Meng Yunfei leaned on the door of the ”Monarch Descends the World” locker room, crossing his arms in front of his chest and said with surprise.
”Brother Fei, don't worry!” They will meet a good end even if they meet Brother Qing? ” Zhang Haoyu, who was in the same squad as Yang Qing, tried to curry favor with him, ”They are tigers, we will also make him lie down; In North Anhui University, other than Brother Fan and Brother Fei's team, we are not afraid of the other teams. ”
Zhang Haoyu had a short crew cut, he was tall and strong. Anyone who saw him who didn't understand basketball would know that he was playing basketball.
”You should all take it easy on me!” Meng Yunfei glanced at Yang Qing and said indifferently, ”Zhang Jun is different from other people, this person can't see through you. Chen Fan has interacted with him for so long, but he also could not see through his true strength. During the competition, you must not be careless! I do not wish for you all to become the second 'Zhang Fei'. ”
”Bam!” Yang Qing fiercely smashed the basketball onto the ground and angrily said to Meng Yunfei, ”Who the hell is Zhang Jun? Brother Fei, go back and tell Boss that after I finish off that group of clowns, I'll have a good fight with him on the field tomorrow. ” Saying that, Yang Qing shouted out to his back, ”Let's go, we have finished this competition and will now have time to eat.”
Meng Yunfei stood at the side of the door, watching Yang Qing and the others walk out of the locker room aggressively, a sinister smile forming at the corner of his mouth. He had already achieved his goal, the imposing manner that Yang Qing and the others had was what he wanted to see.
”Zhang Jun, I want to see how you will deal with the three headed wolves! Even if you were lucky enough to escape and enter the finals, I think you would only have half a life left by then. ” Meng Yunfei laughed coldly, as if he saw Zhang Jun prostrating at his feet.
The semi-finals, which were the focus of all attention, were opened by the referee's whistle. From the beginning, the smell of gunpowder was overwhelming.
”You guys being able to get into the semi-finals is just a joke from God. The clown has always been a clown, so let the true experts end your farce! ” Just like what Yang Qing had said to Meng Yunfei before the match, when Yang Qing ”descended upon the world”, he had intended to use their powerful offensive abilities to completely destroy Zhang Jun and the others' defenses, hoping to finish the battle quickly.
”Monarch Descends” got the right to serve. Yang Qing took the basketball from his teammates' hands, looked at Zhang Jun who was standing in front of him, and immediately rushed towards the bottom of the basket. Compared to Zhang Fei, Yang Qing did not use any fake moves. He was completely relying on his speed and strength to knock his opponent's nerves. If the opponent's speed and strength couldn't keep up with his tempo, he would mercilessly throw the ball behind him. Not only could he easily hit the ball, he could also take the opportunity to destroy the opponent's confidence. How could an opponent without confidence be called an opponent?
Yang Qing's wishful thinking was very good, but it was a pity that he was facing against Zhang Jun, whose speed and strength was even greater than his. In terms of speed, Zhang Jun was definitely not a match for Yang Qing, but Zhang Jun was running in the air faster than him by a little.
Zhang Jun did not expect that Yang Qing would instantly activate it, so he recklessly rushed towards the bottom of the basket. As a result, at the beginning, he was thrown half a body by Yang Qing, but he quickly chased after him as fast as lightning, quickly narrowing the distance between him and Yang Qing.
”Brother Qing, be careful of the back!” In the face of his teammates' kind reminder, Yang Qing, who wholeheartedly wanted to hit the ball, could no longer hear them.