NBA Dynasty Sniper

Mark Price passes the ball over.

Joe Smith received the ball, but was blocked by Zhao Dong in the back. His strength and tonnage were not as good as his, and he couldn't make an inch of the paint.

But he was faster and more sensitive. He swayed left and right, shaking Zhao Dong, and then successfully slipped to the paint.

Zhao Dong slowed down by half a step, and followed closely behind to catch up.

After two steps into the paint area, Joe Smith blocked the outside with his left arm and grabbed the ball with his right hand. With a bang, he stomped on the ground and soared up.

Zhao Dong's attention was highly concentrated, and he jumped up instantly. While his body was drifting forward, he slapped the ball backwards with a slap.

"Thugs, thugs!"

Smith yelled after landing.

But no one paid him any attention. The ball bounced off the board and was caught by Oakley below the free throw line. The Knicks began to fight back.

"Oh, Flying Dragon sent another block to Joe Smith, he jumped so high!" The live commentator explained in surprise.

Zhao Dong lagged behind most of them, desperately trying to catch up from the middle, and Ewing fell behind him.

Charlie Ward drives to the hoop, Mark Price follows closely, doesn't have a chance for a layup, and he pulls out again.

At this time, Alan Houston was on the left wing and asked for the ball, surrounded by madmen defending.

Oakley was on the right wing with Chris Mullin on his side.

In the middle, Zhao Dong had already crossed the top of the arc, while the defender Smith delayed his return time, and was still two steps away, at the same position as Ewing.

Charlie Ward pushed the ball in front of Zhao Dong.

Zhao Dong caught the ball with one hand, soared into the free throw line in one step, gliding in the air like a flying dragon, holding the ball high in his right hand, and unfurling his bow and arrow.

"boom!"

Under the tomahawk-style dunk, the power exploded in an instant like explosives. Amidst the violent smashing of the basket, the Oakland Stadium was dead silent, except for the sound of heavy breathing.

"Oh, a flying dunk one step from the free throw line, No. 46 is in a very excited state. Besides, his name is Feilong, a dragon flying in the sky."

The voice of the on-site commentator immediately sounded in the arena.

"See it, do you like this dunk? Here it is for you!"

Zhao Dong rushed to the bottom line, picked up the CCTV camera, and shouted excitedly at the camera.

"Oh ho ho ho..."

Several Knicks players all ran over and squeezed in front of the camera, screaming strangely.

"Zhao Dong, it's really you!" Zhang Lili shouted excitedly on the side.

"Kacha Kacha..." After the bottom line, the camera flickered non-stop.

Warriors attack.

The Warriors' starting center, Todd Fuller, is just a low-strength player. He doesn't take many shots. When he is facing Ewing, he doesn't have many shots. Joe Smith is the team's second scoring point after Madman. Has the main shot right inside.

After getting the ball in the low post on the right wing, he swayed left and right, and suddenly made a turnaround jumper.

Zhao Dong's interior defense was level 80, a second-rate defense. He didn't stick to the opponent, and his reaction was half a beat slower, but he still tried his best to take off.

"That Chinese can jump so high!"

After he jumped up, many people were amazed.

"predict!"

With a soft sound, Zhao Dong's middle fingertip hit the lower part of the ball, and the arc of the ball was changed.

"Card slot!"

The moment he landed, he immediately turned around and stretched out his arms, trapping Smith behind him.

Sure enough, the ball was picked up and fell, just two meters away, just in time for him to snatch it.

"damn it!"

Joe Smith cursed secretly, and immediately rushed forward to grab the ball.

"Go away!"

Holding the ball in front of his chest with both hands, Zhao Dong turned around abruptly, swinging his elbows left and right.

"Damn rookie!"

A big elbow brushed past the tip of his nose, making Smith jump back and dodge in fright.

He cursed secretly.

Under the iron elbow, the group of evil spirits warded off change. After Zhao Dong cleared the surrounding area, he passed the ball to Charlie Ward.

"Very experienced at protecting the ball."

Knicks assistant Tom Thibodeau on the sidelines said to Van Gundy.

"He has a little less experience, and he has big hands. He should raise the ball high, so as to avoid being robbed and avoid being called a malicious foul after the elbow." Van Gundy said.

Zhao Dong ran to the frontcourt and saw that Ewing, Oakley and their defenders had entered the paint area, and there was no space inside, so he stopped outside the right-wing three-point line.

At this time, Ewing received the ball from Charlie Ward and missed a throw across Todd Fuller.

Oakley grabbed the rebound and was blocked by the defender behind him.

He has no low-post offensive skills. Only 10% of his career offenses are at the basket, and 90% of them are mid-range shots, so he chooses to pass.

Zhao Dong managed to get rid of Joe Smith temporarily through continuous counter-runs on the three-point line. Just as Oakley's ball came over, he immediately caught the ball and took off for a three-point shot.

"NO!"

When Van Gundy saw it, he jumped in anger.

"Yes!"

As soon as the ball was shot, Zhao Dong had a feeling that the ball could be scored.

Before putting down his right arm, he boldly made an OK gesture, and the next moment, the ball passed the basket and splashed.

"yeah!"

Excited, Zhao Dong roared again, sweat mixed with lean muscles, and his body smelled of hormones.

His positions include small forward, and he can shoot three-pointers and long-range two-pointers, but he doesn't shoot much because the low-post offense is more efficient.

"Three points? Beautiful!"

"Three of three shots, seven points, two blocks and one rebound!"

Zhang Lili and others shouted excitedly.

Van Gundy looked a little hesitant, he didn't say anything if he hit the ball, if he missed it, he would immediately replace Zhao Dong to prevent him from making wild shots on the field.

"Zhao, don't shoot three-pointers, go in and play." He shouted towards the court.

At this time, the Warriors played a fast break, and the madman rushed to the left wing of the frontcourt and hit a three-pointer.

Looking back, Ewing hit a mid-range shot.

The Warriors inherited the foundation of the old Nelson and played a fast break again. The Madman made another shot, but this time he missed.

Joe Smith was slightly faster than Zhao Dong, rushing ahead to snatch the rebound, and then a tomahawk dunk.

But Zhao Dong took off from behind, and when Smith was about to dunk the ball, he slapped the ball up into the air and out of the baseline.

"Back cap? Beautiful! Oh, it's sad, Joe Smith swallowed another cap! He's got a bad day."

The roar of the commentator sounded at the scene.

"Boy, you gave away three hats at the beginning, you did a great job today!" Oakley rushed over and shouted at Zhao Dong.

"I have to do my job well, or I have to leave and find another family." Zhao Dong laughed.

This big hat made him complete the task option of three big hats in a single quarter, and he was very excited.

"Shet, do you still want to find another family? You are staying in New York, and you can't go anywhere!" Oakley scolded with a smile.

"That's exactly what I want." Zhao Dong laughed.

"Jeff, I've decided, don't wait, I'll give him a contract immediately." Grant said to Van Gundy on the sidelines.

"Nair, I support your decision."

Nodding his head, Van Gundy was also very satisfied with Zhao Dong's performance.