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"Coach..." Artest looked at Musselman, but was interrupted by Musselman before he could say anything.

"Ron, can't you see that the rookie is deliberately provoking you? Are you sure you can keep your composure when you go on the field in this situation instead of getting a technical foul and leaving the field quickly?"

Musselman's words made Artest calm down a little, or at least he seemed a lot calmer.

Lin Sen's maturity and sophistication made Musselman feel intimidated. Such a young player is not immature on the court but plays with his head. Obviously, this is not something that can be guided by the head coach but is innate.

Thinking of this, Musselman looked at Devin Casey standing on the sidelines with some envy.

Lin Sen didn't expect such a stimulus to get Artest to play, but Lin Sen believed that such a provocation would undoubtedly leave a different feeling in Artest's heart.

Even if Artest doesn't react now, he believes that Artest's character determines that he will not remain indifferent.

One minute later, Linsen was replaced by Dwane Casey and replaced by Mike James.

At the beginning of the second quarter, Linsen sat off the court, but Musselman put Artest on the court in advance.

Artest, who returned to the court, bulldozed over Rashad McCants, who was guarding him, and dunked the ball into the Timberwolves' basket under the cover of Greg Smith.

"Rashad's defense is still not working hard enough. He has the potential to guard anyone, but he never makes enough effort and is getting farther and farther away from our expectations. If he continues like this, he will slowly fall away from the rotation.

"The commentator on the Minnesota radio station looked at Rashad McCandz and said with some hatred for the steel.

After completing the one-handed dunk, Artest turned around and faced the Knicks bench. He stood under the basket with his head held high and his left hand pushed up the jersey on his right shoulder.

Although the audience continued to boo, Artest didn't care and made his signature muscle-flexing move toward the Knicks bench.

Devin Casey's facial muscles twitched. The team's defense was riddled with holes. Except for Eddie Griffin, who could give him some satisfaction, every other position was so bad.

Next, Artest completely evolved into a beast, directly destroying the Timberwolves' already weak defense to pieces.

Artest staged a celebration show three times at the Target Center, scoring 7 points for the Kings in less than two minutes.

The five-point advantage the Timberwolves had managed to gain in the first quarter was gone in less than two minutes.

Devin Casey's face was extremely stiff, and he asked the referee for a timeout with a cold face.

"Has our home court become Ron Artest's personal show? Where is the defense? Even if we are raped, we have to resist, but now we don't even resist." The Minnesota radio commentator said angrily.

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The mental outlook shown by the Timberwolves in the second quarter was really poor.

Devin Casey spat on the faces of the five players on the field just now: "If you want to defend or attack, Yao or attack, even a group of elementary school students can play better than you."

An angry Devin Casey turned to look at Linson: "Wood, Eddie, Mike, Mark, Trenton, you five come on, since they don't want to play well."

The five people who were on the court just now didn't expect that Devin Casey would directly do a five-on-five, but now it's too late for them to say anything.

"Ron, you're doing a great job, keep up the good work!" Musselman was very satisfied with Artest's performance.

"I wonder if our performance will be better after the timeout. If we come back from a good timeout..." The on-site commentator was stunned when he saw the players walking on the court. "Dewen went straight up and down five times. With such a change of formation, I

I don’t know how to put it, although it will definitely be much better to put the main lineup on the court, but it will also test the physical strength of the main players.”

Musselman didn't expect that Devin Casey would go up and down five times. At this time, the Kings had Artest and Kevin Martin with three substitutes, but what worried Musselman the most was

It's Artest who can't control his temper.

Lin Sen dribbled the ball through halftime. The Timberwolves' morale was too low in these two minutes. The team had to score a goal to relieve the team's low morale.

After passing the midline, Artest immediately pressed forward.

Artest didn't talk any trash but just stared at Lin Sen, which was completely different from the first quarter.

Eddie Griffin pulled out from the inside. Linsen used Eddie Griffin's screen to temporarily get rid of Artest, and faced Kevin Martin who came up to defend.

Kevin Martin's supplementary defense bought time for Artest's pursuit, but Lin Sen jumped up directly from outside the three-point line without any fear.

The basketball quickly flew high past Artest's fingers and towards the basket. Linsen was very confident about this ball.

However, something Lin Sen didn't expect, God played a little joke on him and the ball slipped out of the basket.

oh!

There was a sound of regret in the center of the target.

"It's such a pity. I thought this goal would go in, but God made a joke on us. Damn it." The commentator couldn't help but cursed.

The Kings' counterattack began quickly. Kevin Martin dribbled the ball past half-court and handed the ball directly to Artest, who was in hot form.

Artest leaned against Lin Sen with his back, holding the ball in front of his chest.

Bang!

Artest's back hit Lin Sen's chest, but with the experience of the first quarter, Artest paid special attention to his strength. He didn't want the rookie behind him to seize the opportunity to hit him for the third time.

offensive foul.

Lin Sen retreated slightly under Artest's impact, but at this time Artest immediately turned around, directly pushed Lin Sen with his left arm, and dribbled the ball with his right hand to squeeze into the three-point line.

Strong arms, this is what Lin Sen feels most directly. Although Lin Sen moves quickly, he still slowly falls behind under Artest's strength.

Lin Sen was completely pushing Lin Sen's body to hit the inside. Lin Sen gritted his teeth and defended but still couldn't block Artest's layup.

Roar!

"Rookie, this is my strength, your defense is scum in my eyes."

Artest stood in front of Lin Sen, beating his chest heavily and roaring.

The Timberwolves, who were originally in the lead, fell behind by two points with Artest's bulldozing layup.

The boos throughout the Target Center were silenced by Artest's roar.

This attack and one defense caused the morale that had been raised up five times to drop again. Lin Sen knew that the next attack must be scored no matter what.

"You guys pull away later!"

Lin Sen threw the ball to Eddie Griffin and said loudly without any hesitation.

"Open singles? Do you think you have anything but a pair of legs?"

Artest, who was running out of the three-point line, heard Lin Sen's words and turned around and shouted to Lin Sen.

"Can Wood come forward?"

"Wood will definitely do it."

"But Wood couldn't make the shot just now? Can he do it now?"

…

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and everyone turned their attention to Lin Sen.

Carrying the hopes of the Timberwolves, Lin Sen dribbled the ball past half-court. Artest, who was guarding outside the three-point line, immediately moved up a step and waited for Lin Sen's arrival.

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