I don’t know if it was Ding Peng’s pork belly theory that stimulated these players, or if they felt that they were being looked down upon by Ding Peng. Anyway, after Zhang Tiezhu and Han Cheng and his group came to the arena again, their condition was obviously different from before.

Just now, their group of people looked like flower buds with a weak and drooping head and a burning sun, but now they looked like flowers with strong vitality. No matter how vicious the sun was, they still raised their proud heads and shone with their radiant light.

Seeing that the status of these people had changed, Ding Peng nodded secretly.

No matter what the result is, momentum is necessary.

At this time, a group of foreigners also came over, looking at the Chinese basketball team members and grinning.

"Hey, I said you haven't lost enough yet? Do you want us to beat you another fifty?" said a black man with small dreadlocks.

Han Cheng glared at the other party fiercely, and could see that there was a flame in the guy's eyes.

That's right, this is what you want.

If a person loses his mentality of taking revenge, he will be completely useless.

"Don't be disturbed by the other party's provocation, especially during the game. Foreigners like to say swear words during the game, just think they are farting." Ding Peng said to everyone.

Zhang Tiezhu and others all laughed.

This kind of confrontation training can start at any time. When both players come on the court, they jump the ball and start playing directly.

When he was jumping the ball, Ding Peng found that the opponent's center was not as tall as Zhang Tiezhu, but it looked much stronger than Zhang Tiezhu. The muscles on his arm were bulging and it was obvious that it contained huge explosive power.

Zhang Tiezhu's arms were very well-proportioned, and the white and tender pork belly would tremble evenly when he jumped up. He saw that there was huge oil inside.

But this is no longer important. What is important is that Zhang Tiezhu must be able to defend himself.

However, judging from the result of the jumping ball, it seemed a bit unrealistic to let Zhang Tiezhu defend the opponent, because the opponent jumped much higher than him, so he directly pulled the ball away.

The first attack was from a foreign team.

Seeing that the opponent began to organize an attack, Zhang Tiezhu and Hancheng and his group rushed back to defense.

Ding Peng intercepted the opponent's organizational defender, and from time to time he reached out to take the ball, but the opponent's defender was obviously good at the ball. The ball in his hand was just like it was stuck, and he took a few strokes but failed to take it over.

"The speed is too slow. Are you a turtle? You orientals are like this. Not only are your physical fitness poor, but your speed is also very poor."

The guy who was in charge of the ball walked slowly forward while spitting Ding Peng with swearing.

Ding Peng stared at the basketball tightly and slowly retreated.

In fact, there is no need to do this in a regular game, unless the opponent is short of one or two goals to tie or win the game, he will use the defensive approach of pressing the whole game.

It definitely won't be there at the beginning.

But Ding Peng took this approach because he knew how important this first goal was to Chinese players.

If the opponent is allowed to throw a ball in, it will definitely be a critical hit on the Chinese players' confidence.

On the contrary, if the first ball is thrown in by the Huaxia team, the players' confidence will soar.

So the first ball must be defensive to the opponent? It is best to be able to cut it off and organize a counterattack? If you can score the first ball, it will be even more perfect.

Ding Peng did this as he thought about it.

He bent over and stretched his arms out? His eyes were staring at the basketball? But he slowly counted the numbers as the basketball beats, feeling the rhythm of the basketball beating in the other party's hands.

At the same time, he was moving flexibly under his feet. He went to the left, and he went to the left? He went to the right.

In the rear, the personnel of both sides were a little stunned. They didn't expect that it was just an ordinary confrontation match, and the opponent's defender was so serious.

Big brother? Can you let our defender dribble across the center line?

The foreign point guard was also a little anxious? I thought to myself, what kind of plane should I do? Should I be so serious?

Logically speaking, he should pass the ball at this time and throw the basketball to his teammates who have already retreated to the basket.

But the point guard seemed to be on the verge of Ding Peng, who just didn't pass the ball, dribbling the ball on the left and the right, always trying to break through Ding Peng's defense.

But I tried it several times but failed.

This guy is also a little anxious.

"Brother? Without you, this game will not be able to play if this continues." This guy said depressedly.

Ding Peng ignored him at all? His eyes were still staring at the basketball.

At this moment, the basketball started to rebound after touching the floor? It took a little time to return to the point guard again.

Ding Peng had already observed it clearly. In such a short time, he was confident of snatching the basketball away.

Sure enough? This time when the basketball rebounded to the middle of the lane? Ding Peng made a decisive move like lightning.

He saw his right hand slapped directly on the basketball like a ghost.

With a bang, the basketball was shot away directly.

The foreign point guard was stunned and instantly understood what was going on. He hurriedly turned around to save the ball.

But Ding Peng suddenly started at this moment, as fast as a falcon, rushed directly from the other party, then caught up with the basketball in three or two steps and controlled it in his hand.

This scene happened too short and many people didn't react at all.

No one expected that Ding Peng's attack speed was so fast. After trying several times, he finally broke the opponent's ball.

Han Cheng came to his senses after a moment, shouted, and rushed towards him like a ray of light.

He knew he had to return to his field in the shortest time because it was a good opportunity to take a fast break.

When others reported it, Han Cheng had already rushed through the midfield and then rushed to the three-point line in an instant.

At the same time, Ding Peng glanced at Han Cheng and passed the basketball in his hand directly.

"Land!" Ding Peng shouted.

Han Cheng caught the basketball with both hands, slapped it directly on the floor, then held the basketball with both hands, rushed to the bottom of the basket, jumped high, and then handed the basketball to his right hand and smashed it hard towards the basket.

Bang!

A crisp and dull sound came, and the basketball passed through the basket and hit one of Han Cheng's raised legs, then bounced out, finally jumped on the floor a few times, rolling to the side.

At this moment, the whole venue was quiet.

Whether it was the coach of the Chinese basketball team, Zhang Sheng or the other party's group of people, they all watched the scene on the court in amazement.

They were really a little scared. Although this was just the beginning, that middle-aged man was a little too scary, right?

The ball was intercepted, the dribble was forward, the ball was passed, and the teammates helped a big dunk. It was completed in one go, flowing and pleasing to the eye.

What made them even more incredible was that he could clearly rush under the basket and score in the ball by himself, but he did not do so later, but gave the opportunity to his teammates.

This kind of point guard is a truly terrifying point guard. Sharing the ball is always much more effective than doing it alone.

A point guard who does not stick to the ball is definitely a good point guard, and only such a point guard can smoothly sort out the offense of the entire team.

Han Cheng scored a goal, then fell to the floor and whistled up to the sky, hitting his chest with his fists.

It was obvious that he was very relieved to see this ball and vented all the depression just now.

"Ao!!"

Hancheng looks like a wolf!

Zhang Tiezhu and two other team members also came over, all of whom were so excited that they came over to celebrate with Han Cheng's high fives and shoulders.

But then the four people ran towards Ding Peng.

They knew that if this ball was not Ding Peng, they would not even be able to touch the edge.

"Mr. Ding, thank you!" Han Cheng said with a smile.

Ding Peng was so depressed that he pointed his hand behind him and shouted: "Thank you, hurry up and return to defense. Is it time to be polite?"

Han Cheng: "...uh~~yes, right."

The guy hurriedly started running back.

Zhang Tiezhu and his group did not come to Ding Peng's side anymore, and began to return to defense.

The five foreigners on the other side were really angry. They never dreamed that the first ball in this game would be like this. They were controlling the ball on their own, but they broke it off. The key was that the ball was also scored by others.

"Fake!"

The foreign point guard scolded fiercely, and dribbled over again after receiving the serve on the sideline.

This time, Ding Peng did not press the whole game anymore, but instead defended symbolically in front of him.

After crossing the center line, the foreign point guard passed the ball to the small forward.

This is a black man, and he is also a strong cow.

When the ball was received, the cargo ball rushed to the basket.

The Chinese player who was facing him could not bear it at all. He was pushed back continuously by the opponent. He was about to reach the basket, and Ding Peng shouted: "Double-team!"

He knew that if a single Chinese player had no advantage in fighting physical strength, he would use double-teaming.

A player named Wu Tao from China hurriedly surrounded him.

When the opponent saw two people defending him, he instantly passed the basketball again.

Then the basketball flew in the air, flew around in the hands of several opponents, and finally landed in the hands of the center not far from the basket.
To be continued...