Chapter 330： Tactics? (1/2)
The first quarter of the game.
35:34
The second quarter of the game.
64:65
The third quarter of the game.
100:99
The score between the two sides is always only one point away...
It's too exciting to see everyone worrying.
National National Taiwan University rest area.
”Su Mo, fight steadily, don't worry.”
Tao Xiaohui came to Su Mo and said in a deep voice: ”We have finally reached this point, and we must not leave any regrets.”
National Tsing Hua University has never won a college championship. This is a pain for everyone at National Tsing Hua University!
As a physical education teacher, Tao Xiaohui has a deep understanding...
Now that he finally has the hope of winning, Tao Xiaohui does not want to fall on this last step.
”Ms. Tao, leave the rest to me.”
Su Mo smiled confidently. He didn't think he would lose. The word'lose' was never in his dictionary.
Tao Xiaohui also smiled when Su Mo said this.
I don't know why, no matter what Su Mo said, he always makes people willing to believe.
This may be Su Mo's personal charm!
Yan Jiuxi took a towel and wiped the sweat on Su Mo. Her beautiful eyes were full of distress. It was the first time she saw Su Mo sweat so much.
”Xiao Mo, are you tired?”
”It's okay, I'm fine.”
Su Mo picked up the water bottle and drank. In fact, he was already very tired.
These three quarters of the game were almost entirely personal shows of Su Mo and Lu Fei. The other players had only one task, and that was to pass the ball to the two.
After three consecutive high-intensity matches, even if Su Mo's physical fitness had been enhanced by elementary fighting skills, it felt a bit overwhelming.
However, Su Mo knew one thing better. He was tired and Lu Fei was no better.
On the other hand, on the Nanda side, Lu Fei's jersey was soaked in sweat, as if he had taken a bath in the water.
”Brother Fei, I'm sorry, but we are too food.”
Wang Tian handed Lu Fei a towel, his face was full of shame.
They can't help much, they can only watch the two show their skills...
This kind of powerlessness really made Wang Tian a little broken.
As a fan of Su Mo, Zhuang Lei took a deep look at Su Mo when he heard Wang Tian's words.
Although he had played against Su Mo before, Zhuang Lei never expected Su Mo to be so good.
Originally, after knowing that Lu Fei was going to participate in this year's college competition, Nantah players felt that the championship was already in their pocket.
However, I did not expect this to be the case...
”What are you talking about?”
Lu Fei took the towel and said with a smile: ”It's not to blame you, but Su Mo is too strong.”
”However, the game is not over yet? We still have a chance to win, come on!”
”Come on!”
The Nanda player shouted loudly.
Beep
Game start.
After a short rest, both Su Mo and Lu Fei's stamina recovered slightly.
At the beginning of the game, the two started a fierce collision.
As soon as Su Mo passed the center line with the ball, Wang Tian came to steal the ball. His purpose was simple. Even if he couldn't stop, he would consume Su Mo a little bit of energy.
However, before Wang Tian's hand touched the basketball, he was flashed out by Su Mo's fake movement of spinning in place.
In order to save energy, Su Mo shot directly on the spot.
”Huh!”
It was still so accurate, and the audience in the entire stadium was shocking.
”It's just a machine, and sometimes it makes mistakes?”
”Is this still a human? It's a shooting machine without emotion!”
”Too accurate, I haven't seen Su Mo's shooting mistakes...”
”There is no solution!”
...
In the webcast room.
”Damn, is this in again?”
”This abnormal shooting technique directly makes National Tsing Hua University invincible.”