C199 (1/2)

After Meng Yunfei won the ball, without any hesitation, he raised his hand and hit the ball into the basket. Chen Fan who was in the middle of the ball barely managed to catch the ball while being watched by Zhang Song. However, after catching the ball, he lost the chance to attack immediately.

Facing Zhang Song's tight defense, Chen Fan knew that he had already lost his best chance to strike, so he was in no hurry to strike. He rhythmically protected the ball and moved it out of the line, pulling Zhang Song and his opponents' line of defense further and further apart.

The opponent's line of defense is larger meaning that our side has more opportunities to attack. Now, with Chen Fan controlling the ball outside the three-point line, there were many ways to attack: Using skills to beat Zhang Song? Shoot out of the three points of Zhang Song's line of sight? Choosing to pass the ball to another opponent and then throw Zhang Song off in coordination? Or directly pass the ball to his teammates, giving the final attack to his teammates?

All of these kinds of attacks had certain feasibility, but it was not easy to hit each of them well, especially when one chose to throw them far away from the three-point line. This required not only the attacker to have a good shooting technique and a strong rhythm, but also the attacker to have great courage, to score a three-point goal and to directly defeat the opponent, but without a doubt, the difficulty was the greatest.

Chen Fan lifted his head to look at the time. There were only ten seconds left. Now, Chen Fan had to attack.

Chen Fan shifted the basketball to his right hand that was more used to using, and took a big step outside with his right foot, pretending as if he was trying to break through. Then, he suddenly retracted his right leg, and Chen Fan quickly jumped up on the spot.

Zhang Song seemed to have already predicted Chen Fan's ”fake True Illusion” plan. In the face of Chen Fan's fake movements, Zhang Song did not stumble, but instead firmly stuck to the front of Chen Fan. In the instant that Chen Fan was about to jump and attack, Zhang Song also jumped up and placed both his hands in front of Chen Fan, blocking his eyes, as if he was an insurmountable mountain.

Zhang Song's left hand touched Chen Fan's basketball. Although Zhang Song didn't slap the basketball he was throwing out, it was enough to change the basketball's trajectory and prevent the basketball from entering the basket. As long as he snatched the basketball, he would firmly grasp victory in his hands.

However, the referee didn't seem to want the match to end. Just when everyone thought that Zhang Song had defeated Chen Fan and won by leading his team, the referee's whistle sounded. The referee who was unwilling to be left alone immediately became the focus of the crowd.

The referee sentenced Zhang Song to hit Chen Fan's hand when he was blocking Chen Fan's shooting, so the ball was not counted as a ball.

”Judge, are you sure? This is an excellent ball. During the sealing process, not even a single strand of his hair was touched. How could a player break the rules? ” Su Xiang quickly rushed to the referee's side and complained to the referee in extreme dissatisfaction.

Not only did the referee ignore Su Xiang's complaint, he even gave Su Xiang a technical violation. Although eating a technical foul won't result in a free throw, but there is a risk of being sent down. Therefore, Zhang Song and Zhang Jun quickly pulled away Su Xiang, who was about to say something.

On the field, the referee was the most authoritative judge. Although some of the verdicts handed down by the referee are questionable, once the verdicts are out you can only be absolutely obedient. You can object after the match, but there's nothing you can do on the field.

”The match that was originally over was once again pulled back by the referee's whistle.” He looked down on the world as he reorganized his attack. Compared to the previous collaboration, Chen Fan had chosen a simpler and more direct attack method due to the time constraints.

After receiving the ball from Zuo Zhihong, Chen Fan made a series of brilliant feints and quickly broke through Zhang Song. Under the influence of Chen Fan's string of fake moves, Zhang Song's activation was abruptly delayed by a beat. Fortunately, Zhang Song's speed was quite good, and in a few breaths, he had already closed in. Just as Zhang Song was about to go forward to stop Chen Fan, he saw Zhang Jun approaching him, and in the end, he gave up on trying to stop Chen Fan.

Facing the basket that was just inches away from him, Chen Fan leaped high into the air, ready to send the ball straight to the basket. And at this time, Zhang Jun, who was at the side, had already arrived on his horse, and after that, he also jumped. Relying on the advantage of his jump and the time difference, Zhang Jun's soaring altitude was exactly one head higher than Chen Fan's. Zhang Jun shouted loudly. The moment the basketball left Chen Fan's hand, Zhang Jun fiercely fixed the basketball on the rebounding board. At this moment, the whistle for the end of the match sounded.

The difference was like the difference between one ball! Even though it was only a single ball's difference, the ”deathwing” relied on the advantage of this ball to win against ”Looking down on the world”, going all the way until the end, and wrote an inconceivable line in the history of North Anhui University. At the same time, Zhang Jun and Zhang Song had completely defeated Chen Fan in the last three attacks and defenses. A wonderful big dunk, a blemished blockage, a perfect cap. If the competition was a drama without a script, rehearsal, and director, then Zhang Song and Zhang Jun would undoubtedly be the best actors in it.

”Oh my god!” They actually won! ” Ye Xuan looked at the field and muttered to himself in disbelief.

”Amazing! A magnificent and powerful dunk, a perfect blockade, and an invulnerable hood. It really makes one gasp in admiration.” Zhang Fei sighed in disbelief.

Hearing Zhang Fei's praise, Dongfang Yi's face revealed a happy smile, he turned his head and smiled to Zhang Fei and asked: If I let you fight with him, how much of a chance would you have?

”Less than 20%!” Zhang Fei laughed bitterly.

After the competition, Cao Jia immediately found Zhang Jun and made an interview with him before the ceremony.