On September 19, the second round of the Asian Championships kicked off.

The Asian Championships are arranged very closely. Except for a day off after each round, almost every team has a game every day. However, the Chinese team swept their opponents in the group stage, and the physical energy consumption was not very large.

On this day, the Chinese team ushered in the first opponent of the second round-the Japanese team.

The game has not yet started, but the audience is already full of people, which has more than doubled the attendance rate of the previous group stage. Obviously, the fans are very interested in this game.

The fans waved small flags and held various slogans, but they didn't see that it was too radical, because after all, it was a public place, and all those who were too radical were taken away by the security.

But this did not affect the enthusiasm of the fans, three or five together, whispering to each other, are discussing excitedly...

"Today is a small day...Uh, the Japanese team, who has a pretty good life, can't enjoy it by winning 20 minutes."

"How about 20 points? At least 30 points. Teams like the Philippines, Bahrain, and the United Arab Emirates did not release the water in the previous group stage, and it is even more impossible to release the water today. A conservative estimate is to win by 30 points."

"It's hard to say, the Japanese team is still very strong."

"Hey, where are you? What's wrong with the Japanese team's strength? Qin Hao hasn't played in the group stage yet. If he makes a full shot, is it a problem to win by 30 points?"

"This... is possible."

Amidst the debate, players from both sides played.

The Japanese players are all dignified. If you look closely, you can see that they are a bit nervous. Their eyes are floating everywhere, as if they are deliberately avoiding the eyes of the Chinese players.

On the Chinese team's side, the players walked with their heads up, fighting spirit, and even the fans in the audience can feel the force, like a sword out of a scabbard.

Both sides began to warm up.

Qin Hao came outside the three-point line and took the basketball from his teammates, but didn't make a shot. Instead, he rushed to the hoop. He jumped up and jumped into a one-handed slam dunk.

"Roar......"

In the audience, the fans could not help but exclaim.

People's eyes glowed, and they all felt that Qin Hao's state today was different from the group stage.

On the court, seeing Qin Hao directly staged a burst dunk, the teammates looked at each other and understood, they also staged dunks one after another. Although it is far less beautiful than Qin Hao's dunk, it is also full of momentum, making everyone understand their attitude towards this game.

"Small... the Japanese team, who had a pretty good life, is over."

"It seems that Qin Hao is going to explode today, I can't wait."

"Fuck them..."

The game has not yet started, but the fans are already excited.

At the same time, a group of Japanese team players felt heavy and frowned. Ken Takada and Ishiyoshihashi looked at each other and couldn't help laughing bitterly.

The warm-up is over soon.

Qin Hao and others came to the sidelines and surrounded Coach Deng Huade. He felt the fierce fighting spirit in the players' eyes. Coach Deng Huade couldn't laugh or cry. He said "this is not a bad thing" in his heart. He spread his tactical board and made some tactical arrangements. , Finally looked at Qin Hao: "Qin Hao, control the rhythm and play our tactics."

"Relax." Qin Hao smiled slightly.

There is no need for pre-war mobilization, no need for coach Deng Huade to emphasize the importance of the game. The opponent is the Japanese team. No player will pull his hips. Who dares not to be active, who dares not to be serious, who dares to release water...wait for him It is not only the contempt of teammates, but also the spurning of fans.

This game is over.

"beep......"

At eight o'clock in the evening, the game officially began.

The first jumped the ball. The Chinese team was still Qin Hao, Sun Yue, Zhu Fangyu, Wang Zhizhi, Zhang Zhaoxu, Zhang Zhaoxu and shot the ball to the backcourt. Qin Hao controlled the ball and started to advance. When the Japanese team came to the frontcourt, they rushed forward. He opened his hands and looked at him nervously.

The starting lineup of the Japanese team is center Takeuchi, power forward Kosuke Takeuchi, small forward Amino Tomuma, shooting guard Takuya Kawamura, and point guard in the center of Yuecheng.

The one who was facing Qin Hao was in the middle of Yuecheng. He opened his hands, his focus was very low, his eyes were fixed on Qin Hao, obviously very nervous, and his eyes were panic.

"Hey." Qin Hao twitched his mouth and suddenly accelerated his breakthrough. In the middle of Yuecheng, he moved horizontally and at the same time withdrew, wanting to get stuck.

But the next moment, he found that he was passed.

At the moment, Yue Cheng was in a mess. He didn't expect that he couldn't stop even one step, and Qin Hao would be clean after one step, and a sense of frustration spontaneously arisen.

Qin Hao didn't have the time to pay attention to him. After passing the middle of Yuecheng, he took advantage of the situation and took two steps forward. The Japanese team stood on center forward Takeuchi, who was more than two meters tall, but Qin Hao did not hesitate and hugged the ball. Bend his legs and kicked **** the floor, he jumped up and went straight to the basket.

"Hmph, dare to underestimate me, let you know..." Takeuchi was annoyed secretly and immediately jumped up, trying to block Qin Hao, but soon realized that he was thinking about it.

Qin Hao jumped too high, Takeuchi Cirang couldn't reach it at all, and when the two collided in the air, he felt a strong attack, the whole person lost his balance and was knocked away.

哐!

With a loud explosion, Qin Hao dunked the basketball into the hoop.

This is a dunk dunk by another person, dunked by the opponent's center, full of domineering.

"Roar......"

In the auditorium, the fans all jumped up and couldn't help themselves with excitement.

Although they were full of expectations for the game and full of expectations for Qin Hao, they did not expect that when the game had just begun, Qin Hao would have a dunk, brutal and bursting, and the people watching were full of enthusiasm.

The teammates rushed over and celebrated with Qin Hao by high-five. They were all excited and wished that the person who performed the slam dunk was himself.

Of course, there is a chance.

On the edge of the stadium, Li Nan, Deng Bin, and Chen Zhan were smiling. They were not as crazy as the fans, but they were still very excited and cried out as enjoyable.

Only Coach Deng Huade looked helpless. The tactics I arranged before did not mean that you were in control of the rhythm. Why did you go crazy first?

At the same time, several Japanese players on the field all had ugly faces. In the middle, Yuecheng and Takeuchi had a gloomy look and suffered a lot of blows.

On the sidelines, the Japanese team rest area.

A group of substitute players were silent collectively, and Ken Takada and Ishiyoshihashi looked at each other, only to lament, saying that this was really too strong and could not be beaten.

"Double-team, double-team me directly, he will double-team as soon as he crosses the center line." The Japanese coach Thomas Weisman shouted at the court with a dark face.

I originally planned to observe it first and see the situation. I didn't think that Qin Hao's first ball was a dunk. Now I'm still observing a fart and just use double-teaming directly.

Anyway, I was so prepared.