"Zone defense!" Qiao Bixia stood by the goalpost, waving her arms and shouting, "Everyone, hold your positions!"
"Hold tight!" Xu Mengxi also shouted to help.
Under Coach Qiao's commands, Class 4's defense finally started to have some structure.
Inside the three-point line, centered around Liu Xin, they stood guard in a circle, ready for battle.
Jiang Qinghua, meanwhile, led the Slime Monster around in tangles.
If it's a marathon, then it's a marathon.
I'm gonna run you to death!
Class 2 began their usual frequent passing and cutting.
But facing the zone defense orchestrated by Coach Qiao, they hadn't been able to create any opportunities even after a dozen seconds.
The ball reached Ling Shijie; seeing that the shot clock was running down and exploiting Liu Yonghui's shorter stature, he forced a jump shot.
But at that moment, Qiao Bixia suddenly spread her arms wide and started flapping them.
Her tiger-like eyes bulged, as if she wanted to devour him.
