On the NBA’s All Beings

Chapter 315: Battle of Tianwang Mountain

"Is there a problem?"

　　 Wang Hao reached out his hand and led Famar into the house.

　　 "I want to talk to you."

　　 Wang Hao raised his head and waited for Farmar to follow.

　　 "Do you know? When we played Duke in our first game in college."

　　 "???"

　　Wang Hao said hello, wondering what Famarti was doing.

"At that time, everyone thought we would lose, including many people in the team thought we would lose, but the result? We won, and we won very beautifully. Remember what you said before the game, no Give me the ball or throw it into the sky?"

　　 "Remember, it was a bit too public at that time."

　　 Wang Hao smiled embarrassedly.

　　 "In fact, the Green Army is just another Duke. If you show your confidence in college, we have no retreat. If we lose, we will be on vacation."

　　 "Yeah! I don't think Boston is a good place for vacation. Taking a vacation is also a happy vacation after we won the championship."

　　 "Come on for the next game."

　　 Farmar patted Wang Hao on the chest, turned and left.

　　 "When I was in college, I was invincible. Although my opponents have been upgraded in the NBA, have I also upgraded"

　　 Forcibly comforting himself, Wang Hao enters his dreamland with a longing for the game.

　　 On June 15, the G5 finals kicked off on time.

　　 "I don't need to say much about the seriousness of the game. I may miss this opportunity. Many of you are having difficulty getting close to the championship. Come on!"

　　 "Old rules, hand the ball to me, let's return to Los Angeles with victory."

　　 Green Army bench.

　　 "Look, Mr. President and Lord of the Rings have already brought this trophy. Do you want them to bring the trophy to Los Angeles?"

　　 The chicken soup coach is well-deserved, holding the trophy to talk about things, and in a blink of an eye, the Green Army is just like fighting chicken blood.

　　 "Can you hold it?"

　　 "If you can't hold it, you have to hold it"

　　 Before going on the court, the Zen master was still worried about Wang Hao.

"gone."

Game start.

　　 Green Army regular starting.

　　 The Lakers sent Wang Hao, Gasol, Tucker, Sun Yue, Fisher's starting lineup.

　　 Jump ball, or Wang Hao won, as if he never lost the jump ball.

　　 The oppressive defense of the Green Army has changed in front of the old and spicy old eel. The immature Long guides even if the golf quotient is high, he needs to level up first.

　　 Seeing 10 seconds left in the offensive time, Fisher slowly handed the ball to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao used Kobe's post-stealing skills when he came up. The picture is a bit off the beaten track. The two inside players attacked and defended near the three-point line, and also used the back-back skills of the defender. No one said anything, the problem is that this is near the three-point line.

　　 I have to say that the advantage of being back is that as long as you don't mess around, you can hit the shooting space. As for whether you can get in, it depends on the individual.

　　 Wang Hao turned around, strode beyond the three-point line, and then leaned back to shoot a jumper.

　　唰!

　　 "For a good shot, Wang Hao used a three-pointer to announce the return of his hand on his first goal."

　　 Zhang instructor clapped his hands excitedly.

　　 "This is Kobe's signature action. I didn't expect Wang Hao to have practiced so well, and he has a longer range."

　　 Yang Yi also made appropriate supplements on the side.

　　 The Lakers’ rhythm-controlled play is falling into the hands of the Green Army, and the Green Army with the Big Three is the least afraid of positional warfare.

　　 also controlled the offensive time to about 10 seconds before the Green Army made an offensive choice.

　　 For the first goal, the Greens still go to Pierce, after all, the soul of the team.

　　 Pierce also sits and beats Tucker with his butt. Unlike Wang Hao, Wang Hao only wants to get a shot space, it doesn't matter where he is, while Pierce wants to be as close as possible to the basket.

　　 Like mirror images on both sides to score the ball, the difference is that the Lakers scored three-pointers.

　　 "This game played a little bit..."

　　 Yang Yi wanted to say it was boring, but couldn't say it.

　　 "Hehe! The finals are now, it's normal to be cautious. Now the two sides are playing in the most stable way."

　　 Zhang did not feel boring as a guide, he had watched all boring games.

　　 "Yawn!"

　　 More than one fan yawned on the sidelines and thought it was a smelly and long leadership speech.

　　 "This Nima, the finals"

　　 Even Wang Hao himself began to complain, this rhythm is really too slow.

　　 In order to prevent Wang Hao from being unbearable and disrupting the rhythm, the old rice eel did not even pass the ball through Wang Hao. The ball reached Wang Hao's hands to represent an attack.

　　 "Really slow, run for a while?"

　　 The old rice eel shook his head mercilessly, the rhythm accelerated, and there were too many uncontrollable factors for the increase in the number of shots.

　　 A good basketball game turned into a wrestling match.

　　 "You don't play like this in every game, right?"

　　 After squeezing out Garnett and making a throw, Wang Hao asked the old eel.

　　 "No"

　　 "It's okay."

　　 "It's the same for the next series."

　　 "噗"

　　Wang Hao almost didn't splash on the spot.

　　 "Look at the fans, although the rhythm of both sides is very slow now, but you see every shot, every collision, both sides are trying their best."

　　Director Zhang forced a wave of boring matches.

　　 "Director Zhang is right."

　　嘭! Bang! Bang!

　　 played for three minutes, the score on both sides was 8:6, the Lakers led by 2 points, and Wang Hao was working hard for the Lakers' 10th point.

　　 squeezed twice, Wang Hao turned over again and hit a jumper.

　　 10:6, two minutes have passed since the two sides have scored a goal. Stern, who was watching the ball in his suitcase, was full of expectation from the beginning and turned into a cold eye.

Stern has always created offensive basketball to enhance the NBA’s viewing experience, but every time the finals have burst into ratings, the teams that play in the finals can turn a good game into a foreigner, and the scene is a vulgarity. All kinds of hand-to-hand combat, just like a boxing ring.

　　 "Finally I scored."

　　Director Zhang spoke the audience's voice.

The first quarter has been played for 7 minutes, the score is 12:6, after a round of rounds of iron on both sides, Wang Hao can be regarded as a goal~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Pierce then smashed Tucker, anyway, the Green Army decided, As long as Wang Hao is inside, Garnett will be invisible on the offensive end, and this style of play does not require any cuts, pick-and-rolls, and pure star individual ability competition.

　　 After defending Pierce so many games in a row, Tucker also has some experience in defending.

　　 Seeing Pierce's shoulders swaying continuously, Tucker knew that this was about to turn around, and quickly reached for the ball.

Snapped!

　　 Pierce looked at his hands in surprise, and Tucker was really betting on it.

　　 "Quick break, quick break."

　　 Wang Hao can be regarded as catching a chance to run.

　　 A dunk, 14:6.

　　 Stern saw Wang Hao's dunk, and the frost on his face was just about to ease. It depends on the tug of war between the two teams.

　　 "Is this the piston hitting the piston?"

　　 Stern looked up suspiciously at the team banner hanging outside.

　　 With 2 minutes left in the first quarter, the Zen Master replaced Wang Hao and put Turiaf on.

　　 "???"