40 Chapter 40 - Indomitable

"Beep..."

The game continued, with the seventh middle school in the attack.

The five players on the court were Wang Lei, Zhao Hai, Jiang Feng, Wang Chengyu, and Qin Hao. Qin Hao took the ball from the backcourt and quickly came to the frontcourt. Among the top were Qu Yan, Lu Xing, and substitute small forward Chen Donghe. Suning, Zhou Hongyuan, Zhou Hongyuan stepped forward and stared at Qin Hao with open hands.

After more than one quarter of the game, both sides have gained some understanding of each other. Zhou Hongyuan's expression is dignified, one meter away from Qin Hao, his eyes fixed on Qin Hao's shoulder.

Qin Hao's breakthrough threat was too great.

"Pick-and-roll." Qin Hao made a gesture, and Wang Lei came up for the pick-and-roll. Qin Hao shook off Zhou Hongyuan and rushed to the inside, with the goal still to foul.

However, this time it was not Qu Yan, but Lu Xing. Lu Xing was taller than Qu Yan. He just raised his hands and did not jump, but even so, he was still blocking the front like a wall of people. Covering Qin Hao's shot space, Qin Hao frowned, flicked his hand, and passed the ball.

It was two more passes, and finally it was given to Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng took a tentative step and suddenly drew it to meet Chen Donghe.

Huh!

The ball is scored.

"Awesome." Zuo Xiaojun exclaimed.

Fourth middle school offense.

After Zhou Hongyuan came to the front court, he passed the ball to Qu Yan. Qu Yan backed up the singles. Qin Hao stepped forward to help defend. Wang Lei could not defend Qu Yan alone. He had to help defend and force Qu Yan to pass the ball without giving him a shot for one-on-one opportunities, one-on-one in the low position, Qu Yan's threat is too great.

Sure enough, Qu Yan passed the ball.

However, what was unexpected was that he did not pass to the outside, but to the inside, and gave the ball directly to the basket. Qin Hao turned his head and saw Lu Xing jumping up. He was nearly ten centimeters taller than Zhao Hai. The gap between the upper arm span and the bounce completely crushed Zhao Hai, took the ball off Zhao Hai's head, screamed, arched his butt, and set Zhao Hai away, and then it was a kick hit.

"Beautiful pass" Qin Hao frowned. If the other party still has a passing game, it would be troublesome.

At the same time, Jiang Fangping was frowning. The opponent's twin towers were full of deterrence just standing on the inside line.

The cooperation between two big men who are close to two meters is completely above the basket, and most people can't reach it, let alone stop it.

"One has to be knocked down." Qin Hao glanced at Lu and asked for a pick-and-roll, then rushed to the inside and jumped up to meet Lu. The two confronted each other physically. Qin Hao was knocked to the side, but the referee did not blow. After the whistle, Qin Hao gritted his teeth and forcibly threw the ball out.

Huh!

The ball is scored.

"Unfortunately, the referee didn't blow the whistle." Qin Hao was a little regretful, but it was a good goal.

In the next round, Qin Hao attacked the inside line again, so he looked for Lu Xing, and first thought of a way to get rid of Lu Xing. He was very fast and had a good grasp of the timing. It was not difficult to break through, but he rushed to the inside after breaking through and he suffers from physical confrontation.

After rushing to the inside and fighting against Lu Xing, Qin Hao only felt pain all over his body, but he had to do this. When meeting on a narrow road, the brave one wins, and only if you move forward, can you have the hope of winning.

"Tsk tsk, the seventh hit is very fierce."

"It's quite fierce. They always shoot in the inside line every time. Qu Yan and Lu Xing are tough. I will definitely not do it if I substituted them. My health is too bad."

"This is a game. If you don't do it, you have to do it, or else you can't bite the score. It's just that Qin Hao is only one meter and seven meters tall. It is really a disadvantage to rush to the inside like this."

There are also some sensible people in the audience, knowing that this is the case in the seventh middle school. It is difficult to win without attacking the inside and only relying on outside shots. After all, even the NBA hasn't even become a three-point league this year, and the Warriors' three-point team hasn't started yet, let alone a high school team.

There are not many who can really shoot three pointers.

In the domestic high school basketball world at this time, it is still adhering to the consistent tradition, mainly relying on the inside, height is the king, and it is not without outstanding outside players, but very few specialize in three-pointers.

In the seventh middle school, Zhao Xuebing, Wang Chengyu, and Jiang Feng are the only who can shoot three points. Qin Hao can count as half. The main reason is that the hit rate is unstable, high and low, and it can exceed 40% when it is high, and only 10% when it is low. Thirty points difference, so he generally doesn't shoot.

Even with Zhao Xuebing, Wang Chengyu, and Jiang Feng, the three-point shooting percentage is not very stable, and it's about 30%.

And because of the limitations of the times, three-pointers are not popular yet. In fact, everyone doesn't like to shoot three-pointers. They still believe in a word-the closer to the basket, the easier it is to score!

This is true, but was later broken by a group of players.

Because the three-pointer is not very reliable, so there is no choice by the seventh middle school, and can only rush to the inside, otherwise blindly throwing on the outside shoots is throwing the game away.

"Pick and roll."

On the court.

Qin Hao made a gesture, used the pick-and-roll to break through again, and resolutely rushed into the inside, his sharp eyes shocked Lu Xing, seeing Qin Hao rushing, he jumped subconsciously.

Qin Hao smiled, hugged the ball just on tiptoe, did not take off, waited until Lu Shiren was in the air, he took off and leaned on Lu Xing.

"Damn it, I got fooled." Lu Xing was annoyed, waving his arms and pointing at the basketball, "I will never let you score 2 and 1."

"Snapped!"

"Beep!"

Fighter, the whistle sounded.

The referee pointed at Lu Xing and gave him a foul.

People didn't cheer, they just looked at Qin Hao worriedly, and saw Qin Hao hugging his head with a painful look.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems to be hurt."

"Oh, it's bleeding..."

Someone exclaimed.

People only noticed that there was a wisp of red blood oozing out between Qin Hao's fingers, and they couldn't help but panic.

The Seventh Middle School players curse in their hearts, and they surrounded Qin Hao together. Jiang Xue covered his small mouth and looked anxious. Jiang Fangping stood up and called a timeout.

"How about it, Qin Hao, are you okay?"

"Qin Hao..."

The players of the Seventh Middle School surrounded Qin Hao, and the people who hadn't played, Jiang Fangping and Jiang Xue also came to the side, all looking at Qin Hao worriedly.

Qin Hao let go, grinned, and said with a wry smile: "Fortunately, it's just a skin injury."

It was only then that people saw that his eyebrows were broken, blood gurgled out, blurred his eyes, and slipped onto his face.

"Ah!" Jiang Xue cried out in fright.

"Don't be afraid." Qin Hao smiled at her, "It's just a small injury."

This clearly looked scary, but Qin Hao was still laughing.

Jiang Xue looked at Qin Hao, only feeling that Qin Hao's smile was distressing.

Jiang Fangping greeted his team to check on Qin Hao. The team doctor dealt with it, he was relieved, and said: "Fortunately, the wound is not big, no stitches, I will deal with it first." Then the team doctor began to clean up the wound, and then applied a medical band-aid to the wound. Hemostasis on top.

Everyone in Seventh Middle School was relieved.

Qin Hao exhaled and said to his teammates: "There is no victory without sacrifice. This little injury is nothing, but it's a pity that it didn't get 2+1."

"It's all like this and still thinking about 2+1." Jiang Xue shouted.

Jiang Feng was taken aback, looked at his sister, and said to his heart that it was Qin Hao that was hurt. What are you doing so nervously?

Jiang Xue also reacted and turned around.

"Qin Hao." Jiang Fangping patted Qin Hao on the shoulder, and said: "When the free throw is finished, come down and rest."

"No." Qin Hao shook his head, "Coach, let me continue playing. There is only one minute left in this quarter. I want to stay on the court. We are still 2 points behind."

Jiang Fangping hesitated for a moment, then exchanged another look with the team doctor, and then nodded: "Okay, you continue to fight, but be careful, don't fight like that."

Qin Hao smiled brilliantly: "Don't worry, it was just an accident."