Crossover!

Wu Hang used a long-lost pull ball pass.

The large dribble and the chic posture made the audience addicted to watching.

Josh Howard, who defended him, was strong, but he couldn't keep up with Wood.

Wu Hang found a hole in his defense with a cross step, and was about to drive straight in when a blonde man stepped in front of him.

It's Nowitzki!

Although Nowitzki is big, he is not inferior to the little man in terms of foot movement.

Every breakthrough of Wu Hang will inevitably attract a double attack from the Mavericks, and in this case, naturally a teammate will be vacant.

Wu Hang made a strong pass to Hayes under the basket, although the ball was not very comfortable, but it was full of strength, and it smashed directly into Hayes's arms.

Hayes took advantage of the situation and successfully hit the board under the basket.

In the Mavericks' offensive round, Nowitzki didn't say a word after a three-threat move, and directly stepped back and added the golden rooster independently!

The signature jumper hit to save two points for the Mavericks.

After Wu Hang received the ball, a sly smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

He waved his hand to refuse Da Yao's block, and did not signal his teammates to pull the singles for him.

What is he going to do?

The moment the ball started, Josh Howard's strong muscles hit his shoulder, and Wu Hang took a step back and leaned back to stand alone!

The ball clicked a few times on the rim and crawled into the net.

"WOW!

The fans cheered as they cheered at the Toyota Center Stadium.

And in the distant Huaxia continent, the fans there reacted like this:

"Woo... Wu Hang-Nowitzki... This TM is too similar, even the shape of the shot, the arc of the ball flying in the air is exactly the same. "

"The time I watched him play, I felt like I was watching a parody show for a moment, the kind of parody show that surpassed the deity!"

"Replica Player...... Kakashi?"

"You're the Hokage too much, come here, I promise not to punch you out of a writing wheel. "

[Nowitzki's Signature Jump Shot Pack (Elementary)], which only contains one of Nowitzki's jump shots, that is, Golden Rooster Independence.

It took Wu Hang a lot of effort to find it in the system mall the night before, and he wanted to buy a complete set of Nowitzki's shooting kits, after all, he had to pack a full set of them, but he finally gave up for two reasons.

One is that this kind of big man's shooting bag is not necessarily practical for him, and the second is ...... It's a bit expensive, and I'm afraid I can't afford it.

After all, saving money to buy a gene fusion card is Wu Hang's real purpose, this is his fourth game in the NBA, and his dazzling performance has made many opponents start to watch his videos to study his playing style, if he does not comprehensively improve his attributes as soon as possible, Wu Hang is afraid that one day he will be in the NBA This arena will be out of the crowd.

......

......

"Huh!"

Again, another Nowitzki's signature golden rooster independence.

"Woooooooooo......oo Baba, this person is too much, he stole all the tricks of Uncle Dirk, and he actually voted so accurately!"

In front of the TV, a young Mavericks fan was crying.

"It's okay, Dirk will pay him back soon, don't worry. "

The boy's father comforted him.

"I don't want it!"

The boy's answer caught his father off guard, "You don't want it?"

"I'm going to ...... A No. 15 jersey for the Rockets. "

......

......

Two goals in a row, in addition to the audience, even the cheerleading girls were boiling, constantly cheering and hugging each other.

Some of them even kept loving Wu Hangbi, shouting sensual words like I love you.

At this time, Wu Hang felt a pair of cold eyes staring at him, and when he looked back, as expected, it was Hai Ye again!

"Woo! You know what? You robbed my girl!"

"Your... Chuck, are you kidding internationally? I've been playing on the field, where are I going to grab your chick?"

"Look at them, they will only show love to me before you come!"

After hearing this, Wu Hang almost fainted, and the girl in Hayes's mouth turned out to be referring to the group of cheerleaders.

"Come on, Chuck, even if I didn't come to Team Rocket, I wouldn't be able to get your turn..."

"What do you know, we Mi Guoniu like me! A tough guy like me is in ......"

Hayes just said that Wu Hang ran away halfway, no way, there is too much nonsense, and the next ball may not be played if you listen to it again.

"Step-back jumpers... Playing and throwing... Golden Rooster Independence... And..."

"Hey, hey, man, what are you doing, oh my god! Audience friends, he's taking notes! Charles Barkley, the Hall of Fame power forward, is recording all the moves that Rockets rookie Ng has used in these games! Charles, you didn't take it that seriously when you were in school!"

Barkley pretended to be serious and was doing a good job of recording Wu Hang's moves, and Kenny Smith was very cooperative with him.

The sense of variety shows of the two is really bursting, especially Barkley's hands and feet are directly full of stalks, and it is a pity not to be the host of the entertainment program.

With an 18-point difference, it's an endless loop, and the Mavericks are back to where they were at the beginning of the first quarter.

There is no other choice but to give it a go!

Nowitzki took the ball from beyond the three-point line and threw it in under the interference of Battier's "blindfolding".

After re-entering the field, Alston made a stop-and-go throw after a team-mate's cover.

Slightly out of the way!

"Don't rush, keep the pace!" Ralph (Alston), remember to look at the scoreboard above your head when you shoot!"

Adelman shouted from the sidelines as a reminder that Alston now have a clear lead.

Alston nodded, and hurriedly ran to defend Devin Harris, who was in his opposite position.

Harris was as fast as the wind, and when he started at the same time as Alston, he was already more than half a body ahead of Alston when he reached the free throw line.

In the face of Da Yao's supplementary defense, Devin Harris missed a layup.

Just as Hayes was about to take the rebound, a big black and hard hand suddenly appeared behind him, took the basketball away above Hayes's head, and then made a rebound.

The ball rolls into the net after a few spins in the hoop.

After the ball went in, Hayes instinctively looked back, damn it...... It's Diop, the NBA's record holder for most zero points in a game.

When looking at Diop's face, which was darker than his own, Hayes roared in his heart:

Even if the iron tree blooms, why does TMD still bloom on me!

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