harleyscars Chapter 59: Divided equally among the three
Chapter 59: Divided equally among the three
Qin Yu suddenly made an extremely quick turn, and Lin Rui hurriedly retreated, but Qin Yu pulled the ball back and made a feint.
Lin Rui was tricked into shifting his weight. Qin Yu immediately lowered his center of gravity and forcefully passed by him from the side.
When the center came to help defend, Qin Yu didn't hesitate at all. He jumped up in front of the defense, pulled off a layup in mid-air, dodged the block, and made a reverse layup.
Goal! 14:15!
Upon landing, Qin Yu made physical contact with the center and fell to the ground. The referee blew his whistle and called a defensive foul.
Qin Yu stepped to the free-throw line and calmly sank the shot. 15-15! Tied!
The match reached a fever pitch. Both sides had to exert tremendous effort to score every point. The physical confrontation escalated, with the sounds of muscles colliding constantly filling the air.
Time ticked by, and the score fluctuated.
18: 18.
19: 19.
20: 20.
The game has reached match point. Both teams are at their physical limits. Sweat soaks through everyone's jerseys.
Qin Yu team has possession of the ball. Time is running out.
Qin Yu dribbled the ball, and Lin Rui stuck to him like a shadow. The entire audience stood up.
Qin Yu signaled for a one-on-one play. He dribbled with a series of crossover steps, his pace varying from fast to slow. Lin Rui was completely focused.
Suddenly, Qin Yu took a wide, probing step to the right, and Lin Rui instinctively shifted his weight to the right. Qin Yu instantly pulled the ball back to the left, while simultaneously making a rapid breakthrough to the left front!
Lin Rui reacted extremely quickly, forcefully shifting his center of gravity and moving laterally to block the attack.
The two bodies collided heavily. Qin Yu felt a tightness in his chest, but he gritted his teeth and used his momentum to force his way out half a step, throwing the ball toward the basket before losing his balance.
The basketball bounced off the backboard, bounced a few times on the rim, and finally... fell into the net!
Goal! 21:20!
At the same time, the referee blew his whistle—calling Lin Rui for a blocking foul!
Goal stands! One more penalty!
Qin Yu lay on the ground, panting heavily. Wu Yun and Du Dewu rushed over in ecstasy and pulled him up.
Lin Rui stood there, his face ashen, protesting to the referee with outstretched hands, but the referee upheld the original ruling.
Qin Yu stepped to the free-throw line. At that moment, the entire arena fell silent. This shot would decide the champion.
He patted the ball, catching his breath. His gaze swept across the sidelines—Su Lingjuan covered her mouth, her eyes wide open; Xin Zhiyan had also moved to the front row at some point, her hands clasped in front of her, her eyes fixed intently on him, her lips slightly pursed.
Qin Yu withdrew his gaze and looked at the basket. He bent his knees, raised his hand, and pressed his wrist down.
The basketball traced a beautiful arc.
Hollow into the network!
22: 20!
The competition is over! Team number six, consisting of Qin Yu, Wu Yun, and Du Dewu, has won the championship of the Huaxing Cup Street Basketball Tournament in the Jinghu Division!
Cheers instantly filled the stadium. Wu Yun and Du Dewu excitedly hugged Qin Yu. Su Lingjuan also rushed onto the field.
Qin Yu immediately looked in Xin Zhiyan's direction.
She stood there, a faint, relieved smile on her face, but it quickly vanished. She clapped lightly in Qin Yu's direction, then turned and began tidying up the items on the technical table.
The applause was soft, drowned out by the clamor of the crowd, but Qin Yu saw it.
The awards ceremony was held soon after. Qin Wenbin handed a large red envelope containing 50,000 yuan in cash to Wu Yun, the team captain. Wu Yun's hands trembled slightly as he took it.
Lin Rui's team won the runner-up title, but Lin Rui himself did not go on stage to accept the award; instead, his teammates accepted it on his behalf. He gave Qin Yu a cold look, then turned and left the field.
"Zhou Biao, Du Dewu, this money..." Wu Yun held up the red envelope and looked at the two men.
"As agreed before, the three of us will split it equally."