NBA Dynasty Sniper

The Heat attacked, and Tim Hardaway hit a three-pointer, 5:4, leading the score.

Looking back, Zhao Dong actively sought a position in the low position on the right wing.

Austin is 208 centimeters and 116 kilograms in tonnage, which is comparable to him, but his speed is much faster. With one turn, he bypassed the defender and cut into the basket.

However, Charlie Ward's ball did not pass in time, and as Austin followed up, his open chance at the basket disappeared.

After Zhao Dong left the paint, the ball came into Ewing's hands. He made another turnaround jumper, and then missed.

Zhao Dong went in to grab a rebound, but it was too late, Mourning turned around and took the rebound.

Coming to the frontcourt, Mourning asked for the ball, but he hasn't scored yet, so how can he beat Ewing like this?

Catch the ball, run it in, this time he didn't dunk, he came up with a small turning hook near the basket.

But Ewing's defense was strong, and Mourning's eyes were blocked with his palm, which affected the latter's shot, and the ball bounced off the basket.

Zhao Dong pushed Austin out of the paint first, and immediately entered the basket when Mourning turned over, successfully protecting the backcourt rebound.

When the offense and defense transitioned, Austin stood in front of Zhao Dong, which made him lose the opportunity to make a quick move.

Coming to the frontcourt, Zhao Dong pulled out first, then used his speed to drop Austin, and quickly implemented an inside cut.

This time Charlie Ward passed him the ball just in time, and he caught it when he cut to the right line of the paint.

"Boy, you are dead!"

Mourning first put Ewing in the low position on the left wing, then immediately turned around to defend the basket, and jumped up to meet Zhao Dong's dunk, and his giant palm slammed towards Zhao Dong.

During the gliding, Zhao Dong exerted force from his waist for the second time, and his right hand holding the ball and hitting the basket avoided Mourning's right palm.

"boom!"

Under the violence, the basket roared continuously.

"Snapped!"

Almost at the same time, Mourning slapped Zhao Dong hard on the shoulder, causing the latter to fall from the air, and took two steps back before he could stand still.

"Mourning, you can't stop me, you can't do what you want..." The excited Zhao Dong yelled at Mourning.

"you?"

Mourning was livid with anger.

"Oh, the flat basket dunk! The flying dragon completed a frontal flat basket dunk on Mourning's head. The top basket protector Alonzo Mourning was humiliated. He was completely humiliated by the yellow ruler Feilong!"

The live commentator roared with excitement.

The referee's whistle blew, Mourning was called for a defensive foul, and Zhao Dongjia made a free throw.

Zhao Dong, Oakley and others clapped hands to celebrate, and when they walked to the free throw line, they turned around and pointed at Mourning and sprayed: "Next time I will dunk you again, I want to tell you now, learn to get used to it, you will eventually get used to me The dunk, like you're used to under O'Neal."

"You bastard!"

Mourning wanted to rush up, but was hugged by teammate Austin.

"Feilong, don't provoke your opponent too much, don't you want to eat T?" the referee said to Zhao Dong.

"NO, sir, this is just a peaceful way of communication. You see, we didn't move hands and feet. That's not my favorite way. I'm a modest gentleman who only speaks but doesn't move. My friends call me Junzi Zhao .” Zhao Dong laughed.

"Puchi!"

Ewing and the others laughed.

"That's a jerk, a hypocrite! Just let PJ Brown fuck your asshole."

Hearing Zhao Dong's rhetoric, Mourning was so angry that his teeth ached. Who beat him off the court just now?

"Flying Dragon, don't cause trouble!" Van Gundy shouted from the sidelines with a headache.

Zhao Dongjia made a free throw, 5:7, and the Knicks took the lead.

Next, Ewing continued to shoot, continued to have cold hands, and made another 1 of 5 shots. In addition, the previous shot was 1 of 7 shots. Zhao Dong desperately grabbed the offensive rebound and played the second attack.

Unable to withstand Ewing's consumption of the ball, in the 7th minute of the first quarter, at 19:15, the Heat led by 4 points.

Then Ewing was replaced by veteran Herb Williams, and Zhao Dong also took over the offensive dominance inside.

The right wing is low, above the sideline, Zhao Dong got the pass from point guard Chris Childs, suddenly swung up, shook Austin behind him, then quickly turned down and slid to the basket with the ball, it was a brutal shot The tomahawk-style split buckle made the audience cheer.

"Oh, beautiful low-post singles, the movements are so smooth! Feilong's low-post singles skills have obviously improved a lot compared to the previous period."

In the TNT live broadcast, Bill Walton said in surprise.

"Yeah, it makes him more of a threat in the low post," Matt nodded.

"Will Pat Riley double-team the Flying Dragon?" Bill Walton looked at Pat Riley who looked serious on the sidelines.

Pat Riley didn't move for the time being, just staring at Zhao Dong on the field, not knowing what he was thinking.

Looking back, Tim Hardaway missed a mid-range shot, Zhao Dong grabbed a backcourt rebound, and the Knicks attacked.

Coming to the low position on the right wing, Zhao Dong took the ball again.

Austin was a little nervous. Last time he was completely shaken and lost his defensive rhythm. This time he has to defend the ball, otherwise Pat Riley's spit will drown him.

"Prevent him!"

Sure enough, Pat Riley roared from the sidelines.

"Remember, No. 8, your job is to be your stake." Zhao Dong spat out some trash talk, and suddenly turned around.

The nervous Austin quickly retreated to defend, but he didn't keep up with his feet and sat down on the floor.

At this time, Zhao Dong actually stopped his breakthrough, looked coldly at Austin on the floor, and then took off calmly.

"Shua!"

The water splashed and the ball passed through the heart.

"Papa..." Madison Square Garden gave thunderous applause.

"Haha, a humiliating jump shot!"

The on-site commentator defined Zhao Dong's attack.

"Look, No. 8 stake, all your defenses are futile, accept your fate!" Zhao Dong sprayed a trash talk, and immediately returned to defense.

"boom!"

Austin, who was extremely humiliated, smashed the floor hard, but it was not Zhao Dong who hurt, but himself.

19 draws, the Heat attack.

The left wing was low, and Mourning began to ask for the ball.

Before that, his efficiency was much better than Ewing's. He made 1 of 6 shots. Although Ewing didn't feel good, Zhao Dong's help prevented him from having a headache. But now that Ewing is down, he It feels like it's time to break out, this time to do a good job, the old guy behind him can't guard against him.

Three tricks, this time he chose the dunk after the run-in. He wanted to dunk Zhao Dong and give him another dunk.

Then he crushed the veteran Herb Williams, and after breaking into the basket, he jumped and dunked as hard as he could.

The jump is very high, the head is already level with the basket, the right arm holding the ball is raised high, and the entire arm is completely exposed above the level of the basket.

"ah!"

Facing Zhao Dong, who was jumping and defending from the basket, Mourning let out a shriek, and instantly retracted his abdomen and pulled his arms. His core strength exploded and he smashed with all his strength.

Zhao Dong also took off with all his strength, raised his right arm high, and tried his best to block the ball to avoid being humiliated.

He didn't jump lower than the opponent, but his wingspan was only 220 cm, which was 10 cm shorter than the opponent. At this moment, he regretted not covering Kobe's jumping talent with Rain Man's jumping talent.

"predict!"

The palm barely touched the lower part of the basketball, and then he was pushed down from the air by the opponent's huge force.

"boom!"

Mourning smashed the basket violently, and when he was in full swing, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Oh! Dunk! Mourning dunked the ball!"

The roar of the on-site commentator immediately sounded, but he immediately shouted with all his strength: "No, it's not a dunk, watch the replay, it's Feilong who touched it, he touched the ball!"

"asshole!"

Mourning, who smashed the empty basket, tugged at the basket angrily before jumping off.

"Old guy, if you want to block me, save your energy and go home to drink milk." Zhao Dong, who avoided being blocked, yelled excitedly.

"Go away!"

Mourning, whose fists were tightly clenched, yelled at Zhao Dong.

The ball cleared the backboard and the referee awarded the ball to the Knicks, indicating that the cap was not a success.