Nba: The Youngest Mvp In History

"The next time I have a chance, I have to dunk the opponent once in the penalty area!"

Amici snorted coldly.

brush!

Run around the top of the arc.

Darrell made a breakthrough from the three-point line and hit the inside of the penalty area.

His breakthrough speed is suffocating.

When the defensive player wanted to block, the person had already landed in the penalty area and rose into the air.

brush!

Catch the ball and score dunks.

Darrell took the ball and hit a one-arm split dunk.

The fans looked over and were very satisfied with the dunk.

"Until the second half of the game, I am afraid that this goal is the only one that makes me satisfied.

The fans muttered.

At this time, Iverson fell in the left area.

He waited for Artest to come over, and at the same time gave the opponent an in-cut gesture.

"I will cooperate with you this round!"

"You just need to find the right time to hit the basket. 763, I can pass the ball to the top of the basket accurately."

Iverson said in a deep voice.

When Artest heard this, he said in a deep voice from the side, "Finally I can make an empty call!"

Iverson holds the ball and advances to the frontcourt, waiting for Artest to be at a 45-degree corner on the left.

"Can Artest bypass Mercer!"

"He can't get rid of the opponent, so he can't play the alley-oop."

Iverson muttered.

In the next second, I saw Artest making a push to the left, but after one step went out, he immediately retracted.

The defensive player Mersell was startled and deceived by the opponent's feint.

Break through on the right, cut inside and kill.

Artest got rid of Mercer, taking advantage of the opponent's unstable center of gravity, and left him one step behind.

brush.

Iverson saw the timing and passed the ball.

Empty catch dunks, hit +2.

Artest smashed his hands on the top of the basket, and then hung up the frame to demonstrate, knocking out his morale.

Jiang Hao looked over and said with a leisurely smile:

"Dunks like Artest's might make Magic fans a little bit pissed off.

"I'm afraid he's going to throw the bottle at the fans."

At this time, there was a burst of dissatisfaction from the sidelines.

Fans have been watching Artest hang on the rim for a while, it's just crazy.

"That should give him a technical foul."

"What is the referee doing!"

the fans asked.

Artest heard the voice from the sidelines, and immediately came down from above.

"Looks like almost (bhee) a technical foul."

"Fortunately, I came down early."

Artest muttered.

At this time, the referee gave a warning action to let Artest pay attention to his dunk.

"this!"

Artest looked at the referee's gesture and gasped.

"It seems that we can't play like this in the future. The referee is already watching me."

Artest muttered.

brush!

The Magic passed the ball from the backcourt.

Rivers looked very anxious, pointed to the three-point line, and motioned for Darrell to shoot a three-pointer.

"Rivers' gesture is too obvious."

"He wants to play psychological warfare!"

Jiang Hao stood on the sidelines and muttered.

Then he called Leitner to his side, wondering what he thought.

"Look at what Rivers' offensive gesture means!"

Jiang Hao asked.

When Leitner heard it, he laughed from the sidelines.

"He's just trying to interfere with our defense!"

"There's no way Darrell's going to take a 3-pointer this one round!"

Leitner said softly.

After Jiang Hao listened, he nodded heavily.

He found that the other party wanted to go with him.

"This round should give the ball to Tarek!"

"It felt like Tarek hadn't shot for several rounds."

Jiang Hao said softly.

brush!.