NBA Backer King

  Chapter 97 Big Dream, please be humble to me (thanks for the first order!!)

   In the second quarter, he came up from the very beginning, and the big dream didn't come up for the time being. Wang Tiejun played against the Mosaic team's bench insider, 208 cm and 98 kg white Matt Bullard.

  Rudy Tomjanovich considered Brad's 37.4% three-point shooting rate this season, and also thought that Wang Tiejun had been beaten by Ronnie Sekkali, who could also shoot three-pointers, so he sent him on the court.

   The first goal was attacked by the Suns.

  Wang Tiejun squeezed into the basket directly and forcefully. Brad was like a child and could not play any blocking role at all.

   Danny Ainge, who had the ball, lobbed the ball directly to the basket. He jumped up with a Brad dragged on him, and slammed his arms down after catching the ball.

"boom!"

With the extremely violent sound of smashing the basket, the basket sank suddenly, and the reporters sitting behind heard the sound of the basket groaning faintly, which made them stand up in fright and scattered.

"yeah!"

   The brutal heavy dunk made all the Suns fans burst into adrenaline, and the excited shouts resounded through the Westside Arena, even drowning the voice of the on-site commentator.

   "What are you doing, it's all right?" Old Wang said angrily.

   With the quality of a person on his body, he couldn't pull off the basket. Who said that the quality of the equipment is a problem?

   He has already received the news that the league is going to change the supplier, so he has the opportunity to collect baskets during this time, and it will be difficult in the future, so he does not want to let go of every game.

   Returning to the defensive end, Bradella reached the three-point line, which gave him a headache and had to follow him out.

   As a result, Mosaic's outside shot hit the basket and made a layup.

  The next round, he made a comeback on offense.

   The advantages of height, strength, and tonnage are too great. He went to the basket and Brad couldn't push him.

   In the bench lineup, of course, he is the first scoring point, otherwise he will not be allowed to play, so seeing him enter the basket again, Danny Ainge said nothing and threw the ball in.

"boom!"

   Danny Ainge's passing skills are good. He just passed the ball in place, and it was another dunk.

   "Di!"

  Brad also made a thug foul and added a free throw.

   "The door was evil, and it didn't come down again."

  Wang Tiejun grumbled and walked to the free throw line.

   "It's pretty sturdy, old K, try harder, let's rest for 20 minutes."

   Danny Ainge and others did not know that he was going to collect this basket from the Mosaic team, and they all sent encouragement.

   "This **** is upset and kind, coach, let me go up."

  Dameng felt uneasy. The name of the rookie basket collector has been called out by the media. If his basket was confiscated, where would he put the face of his super center?

"be careful."

  Tomjanovich nodded and agreed.

  Da Meng stood up, walked to the technical table, and waited for the chance of a dead ball.

  Mosaic attacked, and Wang Tiejun was pulled out again, but this time, Mosaic's outside breakthrough with the ball was unsuccessful, and he made a mistake.

   Steady advance into the frontcourt, Knight gave the ball to Danny Ainge.

   At this time, Wang Tiejun unhurriedly entered the paint area from the free throw line and went to the basket.

  Brad couldn't stand it, and he went around the front. He had to be high but not high, and he had to bounce without bouncing. Anyway, he couldn't defend himself, so he could only entangle himself on Wang Tiejun's body.

   dragged a defender on his body, Wang Tiejun ran to the basket with a few chirps, waved his left arm, and arrogantly blocked Brad from the outside.

   The next moment, the ball came in.

   At this time, the Mosaic substitute striker Carl Herrera on the right flank pounced.

"Snapped!"

  Wang Tiejun caught the ball, the two defenders double-teamed his upper body, he immediately bent over to fit the ball, and immediately got up to play.

   "Boom!"

   As soon as he leaned down, Brad groaned and was immediately knocked over to the basket.

   "Boom!"

  Below the second, Herrera, who had the same tonnage and height as Brad, flew upside down, and fell to the floor and slipped repeatedly.

Two defenders weighing less than 100 kilograms, under the huge tonnage difference of more than 20 kilograms, Wang Tiejun still has a bonus of up to 10% of his attacking strength, so under such a fierce attack, they will Like a paper-tie person, he falls down when he leans, and he flies when he leans, without any chance or ability to confront him, and he is weak.

   And the second lean has more room for power, and the power of the attack far exceeds the first one, which is why Brad is only leaned down, and Herrera is leaned to fly.

"not good!"

   At this moment, the big dream on the sidelines was a little flustered.

"drink!"

   The next moment, with a loud shout, Wang Tiejun flew into the air like a giant beast, smashing his arms violently.

"boom!"

   The rebounds that had been ravaged by him in the first quarter finally couldn't bear his tossing and exploded, turning into small fragments all over the sky.

   "Come down!"

   He pulled his hands and got the basket.

   "Shet!"

   At this moment, the big dream waiting to be played is split.

"yeah!"

  The entire American West Arena is completely boiling, like an erupting volcano, and the smell of hormones fills every corner.

   "Oh **** ho ho..."

   Excited, the on-site commentator made a series of strange noises, and then roared with all his strength: "This is the fourth basket collected by the basket collector, Old K. The first three belong to the Hornets, Mavericks, and Bulls."

"yeah!"

   The audience burst into violent cheers again.

  Wang Tiejun held the basket high, and surrounded by his teammates, he walked off the court with a mighty force.

   He wasn't afraid of the big deal, so he walked around the front of the Mosaic team's bench.

"damn it!"

  Da Meng was in a hurry, lost his reason, and threw a pair of old fists at him.

   "Hakim, calm down..."

   The coaches and staff of several Mosaic teams couldn't hold it.

   "Want to fight?"

  Wang Tiejun's face was scratched, and he quickly asked Da Meng with one hand.

   "Give it back to me." Da Meng roared angrily.

   "NO."

  Wang Tiejun said: "I will also engrave your name on it."

   "Despicable rookie, you raid while I'm not on the court, you son of a bitch, you're too poor!" Da Meng scolded angrily.

   "You have torn down my basket too." Wang Tiejun said disdainfully.

"you?"

   Big dream is about to vomit blood, I want that strength and tonnage, do you need to tell me? Guaranteed to tear you ten.

   "Old man, do you still need me to treat you humbly? What qualifications do you have for me to treat you humbly? Are you satisfied that I am treating you like this? If it is not enough, then I will do it again, when you are on the court."

  Pharaoh continued to spray.

   "Chops!"

  Da Meng was almost crazy with anger.

   Soon, the two in a state of anger were forcibly pulled apart by their teammates.

   "Old K, you bastard, I was not on the court just now, you can't engrave my name, otherwise this matter will never end." The big dream was pulled away, still roaring unwillingly.

   "This can be considered, but you have to be a little more humble to me" Comrade Lao Wang roared.

"asshole!"

  Dameng became furious when he heard it, and wanted to rush over, but was held back by a few teammates.

"Ha ha…"

   Comrade Pharaoh prevailed and returned laughing.

   Returning to the bench, his basket was snatched by others, and he started to pass one by one, and even some fans in the back wanted to touch it.

   He took the bottle of water that Dumas handed over, and turned on the system to take a look. The 200 points have been credited, and there are 600 more points.

   Turned off the system, turned on the water and took a sip. I felt a little unhappy. The functional drinks and water provided by the alliance are cold. If you want to drink hot, you can only ask the staff to heat it, which is a bit troublesome.

   "Old K, how is your hand?"

   At this time, chief trainer Aaron Nelson came over and asked.

   He took a look, squeezed his hands, and smiled: "The bones are a little sore, but it's okay, I just feel a little soft on my body."

   "This is a manifestation of excessive force, and your physical strength is instantly overdrawn. It doesn't matter. What you need to pay attention to is your hand. Try to do it as little as possible in the future. What if you break your hand one day?"

   Coach Paul Westphal said.

  Buckley nodded and said, "Old K, don't do this, this thing is useless, it's just a blow to the morale of the opponent, what are you doing with it? It's not worth it to have a deadly vengeance with Da Meng and the others."

   Old Wang said quickly: "Don't worry, my hands are specially trained, do you look at these muscles?"

Aaron Nelson squatted down, took Lao Wang's hands, checked it, and said, "Old K, your hands are indeed very powerful, and ordinary people's palms cannot develop such thick palm muscles without long-term training. , they protect your hands well."

Barkley took out his hand and compared it. His hand was also very thick and fleshy, with no obvious muscles to be seen, while Old K's hand was solid, like a pair of iron hands, and asked curiously. : "Old K, how did you practice?"

   "Grasping the iron ball is one of the basic skills of Bajiquan. It is specially trained for grappling hands, claw strength and forearm muscles. It needs to be trained for a long time, and it needs to be trained from an early age." Lao Wang explained.

   "It's no wonder that when you grabbed the ball, the ball was almost crushed by you and deformed so badly." Dan Marley said.

   "Can we learn?" Danny Angie asked curiously.

"sure."

   Lao Wang waved his hand and shouted: "I will open a martial arts hall here in the future, you can worship me as a teacher, and I will guarantee that you will all be masters of Wang Baquan in the future."

   "Puff!"

   Hearing Wang Baquan, he knew that Old K was talking nonsense, and everyone burst into laughter.

   Twenty minutes later, the game resumed.

  After rest, both sides sent all the main forces.

   On the other hand, Wang Tiejun lost all hesitation and prepared to fight with Da Meng with all his strength.

   "Boom!"

  Da Meng was pushed by him in the low position on the left wing, his left chest was tightly attached to the former's back, when the former received the ball, his feet suddenly slammed down, and an iron mountain leaned fiercely against it.

   "Damn!"

  's force came out suddenly, and he was caught off guard. Da Meng was hit and stumbled forward. The ball was not received, and it flew out of the baseline directly in front of him.

   The referee immediately made a gesture to switch offense and defense, while running towards the frontcourt of the Suns.

   "Shet!"

While   Dameng quickly returned to defense, he gave Wang Tiejun a fierce look.

   In the first episode, Wang Tiejun hadn't defended him so much, which confused him, and he wasn't mentally prepared just now.

   But in fact, he knew that this was what Old K was good at, because he had guarded him like this last game.

   He didn't know, this was because Wang Tiejun was sent off in the game against the Spurs, so he didn't dare to fight with all his strength just now when he played against him.

   But he was fortunate that Wang Tiejun used Tie Shan to rely on hitting, not elbows, otherwise he would have suffered more.

   Arrived in the frontcourt, Wang Tiejun was low on the left wing and started to take the ball.

  The big dream goes around.

  Actually, he knew that the effect of circling the front here was not good. It was like this in the last game. Old K's hands were very large, he received the ball very steadily, his wingspan was better than his, and he couldn't control the opponent's handball.

   However, in order to avoid the strong confrontation with the old K, he still adopted the round front. With his agility, he can turn from round front to top defense at the moment when the ball is passed in. Just one turn is enough.

   "Shet!"

   Sure enough, as soon as he walked around and wanted to sit on Old K's body, he was quietly pushed by a big elbow in the lower back, causing pain.

  Wang Tiejun followed what Lewis had taught him, folded one elbow, and then used his forearm to support Da Meng's lower back, and raised his right hand to ask for the ball.

  The ball came, but so did the weak-side help, and Otis Thorpe, who was opposite Barkley, came over and double-teamed when he caught the ball.

"Behind."

   On the left-wing three-point line, small forward Ceballos pointed at Wang Tiejun's back and shouted loudly.

   "Is there someone behind?"

   There were so many fans at the scene and there was a lot of noise. Wang Tiejun didn't actually hear what Ceballos was shouting, but when he saw his actions out of the corner of his eyes, his heart was moved.

   The ball dipped to his back hand, and without Ceballos, he might have stood to catch it, but now, he jumped up early and grabbed the ball with one hand.

   Just as he took off, Otis Thorpe also flew up from behind. He was a moment too fast, and the moment he grabbed the ball, Thorpe flew past him and stole the ball into the air.

   At the same time, Da Meng turned around and turned into a top defense. His lower back was elbowed, causing pain.

   The next moment, he turned up and sideways, with his left hand against the big dream, after taking off with one foot, the right hand holding the ball hooked the ball in the direction of the basket, and the ball flew there.

   There's a guy standing under the basket, Barkley in the open.

   "It's over!"

  Da Meng reacted very quickly and jumped, but with Wang Tiejun's shot height and his sideways hooking, his arms a foot longer would not be enough.

"boom!"

  Barkley burst at the basket and smashed the ball with both hands, blasting the Mosaic team's basket.

   "Beautiful! Old K sent a good pass very calmly in the double team, and he and Sir Barkley completed an alley-oop dunk..."

   The live commentator roared excitedly.

   "Clap..."

  The fans at the scene also sent high cheers and applause.

   "Old K, good pass!"

   Barkley shouted as he returned to the defense.

"Of course."

   Comrade Pharaoh is proud of himself.

   "Old man, you actually have the face to be called a double-team, are you still a superstar? Isn't double-teaming a superstar treatment, am I? Do you have the guts to fight me one-on-one?"

   Looking back, he sprayed at the big dream.

   "Is that the double team I called?" Da Meng said angrily.

   In the playoffs, he really didn’t want to be called a double team against this **** rookie in the regular season. It’s a shame, he’s not that softie Robinson.

   Otis Thorpe glanced at the big dream and decided not to double-team later, so as not to be blamed by the big dream.

  Dameng came to the frontcourt, first turned low on the left wing, and after attracting Wang Tiejun there, he suddenly turned around and slipped to the bottom of the basket.

  Wang Tiejun hurriedly turned around and went back to defending the basket. At this moment, the ball came in and was caught by Da Meng under the basket. He quickly blocked in front of the opponent and raised his hands to prevent him from getting up and shooting.

   At this time, Da Meng didn't stop. He knew that the Suns team's double team would come soon, so after being blocked by Wang Tiejun, he immediately turned around and formed a back-to-basket attack.

   "Old K, wait to die!"

   He's going to shake the **** old K, and then dunk him in revenge for the opening dunk and the basket.

   "Shake me again!"

Seeing Da Meng turn around, Comrade Pharaoh knew what **** this guy wanted to do. When Da Meng completed his turn, he also completed the close fit, putting his left chest on Da Meng's back, and then stepped down with a meal, Liu Li Unity, Tieshan broke out by fighting.

   "Shet!"

When Da Meng just finished his back and swayed downward, the force from behind struck him, and his center of gravity was moving. This time, he hit him sideways, fell to the basket, and the ball rolled out of the bottom line. .

   "Boom!"

  Because Da Meng was swaying downward, Comrade Lao Wang, who was leaning forward to fight, didn't stand firm. After hitting Da Meng, he hit the air a bit, and also rolled forward and fell to the basket.

   "Di!"

   The referee blows the whistle and the ball is exchanged.

   "He hit me."

   David Robinson, a modest person, will ask the referee for a star whistle, not to mention the old hooligan dream? He immediately yelled at the referee.

   The referee glanced at Da Meng, shook his head and said, "He didn't have any extra movements, neither did he move his feet, nor did he move his hands. This is a normal confrontation."

"Do you so-called superstars only ask Mr. Referee for milk? If you can't fight, just go back to your mother's arms, there is the milk you want to drink, don't mix in our adult world already."

  Wang Tiejun spat out trash talk at Da Meng in disdain.

"Ha ha…"

  Buckley and others laughed.

   "Puff!"

   The referee's face also twitched, but he couldn't help but laugh.

   "Damn boy!"

  Da Meng felt the smell of blood in his throat, and he was hurt by this trash talk.

   Thank you for your first order! !

   (end of this chapter)