729 A three-pointer? Come on, come on
At this time, in the Sendai City Gymnasium, in the locker room of the Huaxia Men's Basketball Team.
Wang Yi said something to break the record.
This puts that number in the minds of all the players: 92.
In the context of the current level of world basketball, it seems very difficult to reach this number.
The difference in basketball parity between countries is much smaller than it was ten or twenty years ago.
Although the Japanese team has average basketball skills, it is almost impossible to beat them by more than 92 points.
But don't forget that the current Chinese team has Wang Yi.
This guy seems to be a born bug.
His existence made this number possible.
Thinking about it this way, these men's basketball players are still gearing up.
If this record can really be broken, it will not only make the Chinese team a blockbuster, but also nail the Japanese team to the pillar of shame in history.
To be honest, whether the Chinese team can become a blockbuster is actually secondary.
The main purpose is to nail the Japanese team to the pillar of shame in history.
Let them never stand up again.
When coach Du Feng heard Wang Yi's words, he thought for a moment.
To be honest, he originally didn't intend to expose too much of the team's strength when he played against the Japanese team.
After all, the team's goal this year is to guarantee the top eight, and it is best to be delisted.
If too much strength is exposed now, I am afraid that the team's physical fitness and other aspects will be lacking in the subsequent competitions in the top 16, top eight and even the top four.
But now that he heard Wang Yi's words, the blood in his heart was so hot that he couldn't hold it back.
If this team was from another country, he would definitely stop Wang Yi from doing this.
But since Wang Yi proposed playing against the Japanese team, he naturally had no reason to refuse.
So he nodded to Wang Yi: "Then roll up your sleeves, shake off your arms, swish it round and fuck me to death!"
"Fuck to death!"
"Fuck to death!"
"Fuck to death!"
All 12 players share the same hatred.
Coach Du Feng called the players over again: "Since we want to break the record, we must not only lock down all of them on the defensive end, but also use all our firepower on the offensive end. And all our firepower
All in all, Wang Yi is a nuclear bomb, and what we have to do now is to throw this nuclear bomb out."
As he spoke, he began to lay out his strategy for the second half.
He spoke very seriously, as if the two sides were clenching their differences.
There are few coaches who, when leading by 40 points in the first half, still work hard to plan the tactics for the second half.
Finally, after a 15-minute intermission, the third quarter started.
As soon as the game started in the third quarter, the Japanese team started firing from beyond the three-point line.
Since the others can't make the shot, then give the ball to Naoto Tsuji, who has the highest three-point shooting percentage.
This may also be the last struggle of the Japanese team.
Naoto Tsuji really did his best and faked a shot. After he missed Zhao Jiwei, he hit an open shot and hit a three-pointer.
This three-pointer made the Japanese team seem to see a glimmer of hope, and the Japanese fans at the scene seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
However, when Wang Yi saw Naoto Tsuji, there was a smirk on his face.
When Naoto Tsuji saw Wang Yi's evil smile, he felt a pause in his heart.
Ma...masaka...
In fact, it was just as he suspected.
Wang Yi has always shown no mercy to those who score three points.
This guy actually hit a three-pointer in front of me?
Come, come, come.
So in the next round, after he got the ball in the backcourt, he only took two steps, and when his foot was on the free throw line, he shot directly towards the frontcourt.
The basketball drew an arc like a death sickle in the air and headed towards the basket in the front court.
Bang——
Like a bombshell, it was dropped into the Sendai Stadium.
A three-pointer from the backcourt!
This goal instantly extinguished the newly ignited hopes of the Japanese team and silenced the noisy fans at the scene once again.
Seeing this, coach Du Feng on the sidelines had a rare smile on his face.
Looking back, the Japanese team wanted to attack, and Zhao Jiwei tried his best to keep up with Naoto Tsuji.
He had no chance to catch the ball.
As for the others, they were all closely followed by the players from the Chinese team.
In the end, they had no good chance to make a shot, so they could only pass it to the inside, allowing Hachimura, who had the most confidence, to force the shot.
As a result, one of the eight villages was voted out.
Wang Yi had already predicted where his ball would land.
He jumped up and grabbed the rebound over the heads of the four inside players on both sides.
After landing, he directly held the ball and quickly advanced towards the frontcourt.
From the scene, it looks like Usain Bolt participating in the 100-meter world championship.
Wang Yi took the lead, while the others were three meters behind him.
However, Wang Yi did not go inside to dunk, but went to the top of the three-point arc and fired a three-pointer.
Bang——
The three-point shot was not made.
However, when Wang Yi took the shot, he felt that the three-pointer was a bit short. He went directly inside and got the rebound.
At this time, there was no one defending him in front of him, and the defender closest to him behind him was still three meters away. Wang Yi could easily dunk.
However, he didn't buckle at all.
Dribble to the left baseline and pull out beyond the three-point line. The moment your feet step off the baseline, you have already taken off. Only when you are in the air do you turn around and turn 180 degrees to shoot a three-pointer.
Whoosh!
This time I finally entered the net empty-handedly.
All Japanese fans were stunned.
Twice in a row, he clearly had the opportunity to dunk, but he refused to dunk and insisted on shooting a three-pointer.
This guy must be fucking sick.
The commentator Mitsunobu Tanaka shook his head repeatedly: "I think this guy is too disrespectful. Is he too confident in his three-point ability, or does he look down on our rebounding ability?"
Next to her, Maya Miyagawa is still smiling bitterly. From the beginning of this game to now, he has been smiling bitterly.
"I can only say that this is the confidence of FMVP. Playing in the NBA, for those super scorers, as long as the feeling comes, no matter what posture, no matter what tactics, I can make the shot anyway. It is like entering the personal realm.
Same."
In fact, this is also the arrangement of coach Du Feng.
Since we want to break the record, the more points we score, the better.
Two points can no longer satisfy his appetite. What he wants is for the players to shoot three-pointers.
Just shoot three-pointers whenever you have the chance. It doesn't matter if you don't make the shot, we have rebounds.
Zhou Qi and Shen Zijie, you have to say that they are far behind Hachimura in terms of scoring, but they are both better than Hachimura in terms of rebounding.
After all, the height is there.
In the next few consecutive rounds, when the Chinese team attacked, Wang Yi made three-pointers from the outside.
Zhao Jiwei is responsible for passing the ball to Wang Yi.
Sima Ming is responsible for covering up Wang Yi.
Zhou Qi and Shen Zijie are responsible for grabbing rebounds for Wang Yi.
There is only one word Wang Yi has to do: shoot!
Shoot through the Japanese team's basket!
Chapter completed!