312: Chapter 312: Explosive Output (Second Release) 312: Chapter 312: Explosive Output (Second Release) S City, bustling streets, internet cafes, No.1 Middle School were all completely boiling over at this moment.
“We’re leading by 12 points, my God, that’s Han Xu’s team, a match for Ouyang Feng’s team.”
Everyone’s eyes were practically bloodshot with excitement.
Especially at No.1 Middle School.
Damn, Zhang Fan belongs to our school.
Since when did our school become so damn awesome?
“Get back on defense!”
“Attack!”
Ouyang Feng and his teammates were like chickens injected with adrenaline, every cell in their bodies filled with strength.
Meanwhile, Han Xu’s team was somewhat desperate.
How the hell are we supposed to play this?
Huh?
Play my ass!
Zhang Fan, this guy, is practically worth half a basketball team.
But Zhang Fan’s frequent high-energy consumption gave them a glimmer of hope.
After all, Ouyang Feng’s team only had five players, while they could substitute anytime.
It was time to go all out.
Even if they lost two quarters, they still had a chance.
“14:2!”
“19:2!”
“25:5!”
The first period ended.
A lead of a full 20 points!
“Not bad, huh?”
Zhang Fan tossed a bottle of water to Ouyang Feng, gasping for air as he spoke.
Ouyang Feng nodded, everyone’s eyes shining brightly.
Zhang Fan didn’t hog all the limelight; he found opportunities for Lin Tao and Su Haoran to score as well.
That was indeed the reason Han Xu’s team managed to get five points.
Out of 25 points, Zhang Fan scored 10, while Ouyang Feng scored 7.
Zhang Fan certainly hadn’t forgotten that this was Ouyang Feng’s last game.
Han Xu’s team also realized this, so they felt even more desperate.
The five points they had gotten were the result of Zhang Fan easing up; they couldn’t stand it.
“Squeak, squeak!”
The second period started soon after.
“Roar, roar, roar, go Han Xu!”
“Go Ouyang Feng!”
“Go Zhang Fan!”
“Go Brother Fan!”
Without question, Zhang Fan’s popularity had skyrocketed to its peak.
Moreover, the Face-Slapping Group members were steadily joining.
From the initial two hundred-plus members, it had nearly reached four hundred.
In Yang Haochen’s live streaming room, the popularity had already hit five hundred thousand.
“Take it easy, conserve stamina, there’s still a long way to go,” Zhang Fan said.
This was only the second period, and although Ouyang Feng and his teammates were still in good shape, if they continued at this pace, they would definitely be outlasted by Han Xu’s team, who had already made two substitutions.
They could rest in turns, but Ouyang Feng’s team couldn’t.
“Don’t worry, we can hold on,” Ouyang Feng nodded and said!
On Han Xu’s side, they had noticed this as well.
“We’ll wear them out, shoot less, move more,” Han Xu said.
The others nodded in agreement.
Honestly, they didn’t want to resort to this, but the pressure Zhang Fan put on them forced their hand.
Besides, this was a tactic, fair and square.
It’s your own fault for not bringing more substitute players.
In the second period, the number of goals scored was significantly less.
But Zhang Fan was even more ferocious.
Rebounding, blocking, dribbling, intercepting, Zhang Fan’s figure could be seen all over the court.
The score eventually froze at 40:16.
Seeing Zhang Fan dripping with sweat, the Face-Slapping Group felt deeply sympathetic.
Two periods of play, twenty-four minutes, with just a twenty-second break in between, intense movement throughout, anyone else would have collapsed from exhaustion by now.
But luckily, there was a fifteen-minute rest period at halftime.
“Hanging in there?” Zhang Fan asked again.
Looking at his utterly spirited appearance, Ouyang Feng and the others were dumbfounded.
This guy, his physical ability is freakishly abnormal.
But then they thought about Zhang Fan’s daily 40KG weight training over twenty kilometers, and they understood.
“For the next two quarters, you don’t have to worry about us, just score if you can score.
I’m guessing by the last quarter, we’ll be dragging you down,” Ouyang Feng said.
Seeing Su Haoran and the others looking somewhat fatigued, Ouyang Feng couldn’t help shaking his head.
The usual training isn’t enough; these guys are struggling to keep up.
Han Xu was also holding a strategic discussion on his side.
It was completely different from the silence on Zhang Fan’s side.
“In two quarters, Zhang Fan’s consumption is almost three times ours, so if we just hold on a little longer, our moment of victory is coming,” Han Xu said.
“Boss, does Zhang Fan look tired to you?” one person glanced at Zhang Fan and said slowly.
Han Xu glanced at Zhang Fan and then said, “No matter what, he can’t possibly maintain that state for the whole game, and besides, Ouyang Feng and the others don’t have substitutes.
Even if Zhang Fan can keep up, Ouyang Feng and the others can’t.
We did great in the last quarter.
We’ll keep it up in the next game, pass more, move more, shoot less.
The last quarter is our chance to turn the game around.”
The others nodded in complete agreement.
They had substitutes, unlike Ouyang Feng and his team.
Soon, the fifteen-minute halftime break ended.
Zhang Fan and his team returned to the court.
Zhang Fan also knew that this quarter was critically important.
The score had to be pushed as high as possible.
Otherwise, by the last quarter, not to mention Ouyang Feng, but Zhong Tianchen and the others definitely won’t be able to keep up with their physical strength.
Zhang Fan’s eyes sparkled with determination; this quarter was his time to shine.
“Start!”
“Get back on defense!”
Zhang Fan returned to his own half, eyes blazing as he watched the ball in Han Xu’s hands.
The next moment, Zhang Fan charged out.
The Butterfly Dance Step made his figure seem like an illusion; a two-meter distance closed in the blink of an eye.
“Smack!”
The ball was flicked away by Zhang Fan, and in the next moment, he dashed out.
“Get back, get back on defense!”
Han Xu felt a chill on his back.
Zhang Fan’s speed was unbelievably fast.
Even with his quickest response, the ball was still stolen by Zhang Fan.
“Awooo!”
The atmosphere in the entire venue exploded once again.
Starting with a steal, damn exciting.
Three steps, a powerful dunk with not a trace of hesitation!
“Get back on defense!” Ouyang Feng and his teammates tried to minimize their movements, moving steadily back and forth.
“Shit, another steal?”
When Zhang Fan stole the ball again, exclamations rose like a tide.
F**k, two consecutive steals?
“Damn it, a 360-degree mid-air spin to dunk past someone?”
“Are you kidding me, you can play like that?”
“Shit!”
Han Xu and his side were pissed off, damn it.
Two steals, two powerful dunks, and the second one was even flashier.
Their faces hurt.
“F**k, he can block like that too!”
Seeing Zhang Fan’s leaping figure, everyone was stunned.
A group of female fans’ eyes already had a hint of amorous feelings.
Handsome, so handsome!
“Turn around, fadeaway three-pointer!”
“My God!”
The whole twelve minutes of the game was filled with screams and shouts.
Han Xu’s side kept serving the ball, while Zhang Fan kept stealing, rebounding, dunking.
Eleven balls!
Two three-pointers.
Twenty-four points!
One person scored twenty-four points in one quarter.
Motherf**ker, who else can do this!