Chapter 226 Internal strife

Author: Dong Wangyi

Chapter 226 Internal strife

For the Bulls, backup center Scott Williams, plus the other four starters.

On the Pistons side, the Assassin, who only played one minute in the final quarter, came on the field again and played all the starting players.

The Pistons still focused on locking Pippen down, preventing him from catching the ball easily unless he pulled outside the three-point line to get the ball.

BJ advanced to the frontcourt, close to the top of the arc. At this time, Grant and Jordan were pulled out to do a pick-and-roll, and suddenly cut inside, while Jordan cut outside the three-point line to get the ball.

Rodman and Joe Dumars did not switch defenses, they still followed their own people, but they were half a beat too late.

"Whoosh!"

The Assassin's position was to the left, and BJ's passing angle to the right was open. He passed the ball to... the right low post.

"brush!"

Grant, who cut inside, caught the ball and ran into the paint, threw a ball towards Sekali under the basket, and hit a goal.

"Buzz buzz..."

The United Center immediately burst into enthusiastic cheers.

"Defend! Defend! Watch your guys, guard against pick-and-rolls, and pay attention to your opponent's inward cuts..." At this moment, Chuck Daly roared on the sidelines.

"Oh, at the critical moment, Grant successfully cut inside. 100:96. Now the Bulls are still four points away. The Pistons should be careful." Bill Walton reminded.

The Pistons attack and the Assassins advance with the ball.

The Bulls didn't dare press in the backcourt because the Pistons had three defenders on the court. Once the backcourt press was broken, it would be a big trouble.

The assassin advanced unhurriedly to the frontcourt, near the top of the arc, when Zhou Quan ran over from the left wing.

"Pick and roll?"

Jordan, who followed Zhou Quan, secretly speculated and was ready to defend against the pick-and-roll.

It is indeed the pick-and-roll. The pick-and-roll is the simplest and most effective tactic for dealing with defenses.

When Zhou Quan ran two steps away from the assassin, the assassin suddenly passed the ball over, then moved one step towards Jordan to block it. After receiving the ball, Zhou Quan immediately dribbled past the assassin.

"Oops!"

Jordan and BJ were shocked at the same time.

At this time, they were forced to choose to switch defense.

But just when BJ wanted to keep up with Zhou Quan, Zhou Quan changed direction at the top of the arc, surpassed him in one step, and reached the top of the arc.

"It jumped in."

Seeing Zhou Quan pass the top of the arc, Sun Zhenping shouted excitedly. Before he could finish his words, Zhou Quan had already passed the free throw line.

Scott Williams was pulled to the left waist position by Seikali. At this time, he no longer cared about Seikaly and moved sideways continuously, trying to block Zhou Quan.

Grant, who was struggling with Rodman under the basket, was also completely focused. He didn't care about Rodman anymore and focused on Zhou Quan, who was holding the ball and killing him.

In addition, Jordan, who was blocked by the assassin, also turned around and jumped down.

At this moment, Seikali who was two steps outside the left midfielder, the assassin who was on the left side of the top of the arc, and Rodman who was on the right side of the basket were all open.

"Pass the ball!"

At this moment, whether it was Bill Walton, Lewis Williams, Zhang Lili, or Sun Zhenping, they all shouted.

However, Zhou Quan did not pass the ball.

The assassin's open position was useless because Jordan was in the middle, so he could only drop the ball and give Jordan a chance to return to defense.

Rodman didn't think about it. If the big bug made a trick, it would be in trouble.

Seikali can indeed pass the ball. If it were not such a critical moment, he would definitely pass it. But at the last critical moment, it is better to believe in yourself than to believe in Seikali.

Accelerating with his feet, he stepped past the passer. He took another step past Scott Williams, who was moving slowly laterally, and then jumped up facing Grant under the basket, grabbing the ball with his right hand and raising it high, ready to dunk.

Grant immediately jumped up and raised his hands in the air.

The next moment, Zhou Quan swung his right arm outward to pass Grant's left hand, and then turned his palm over to turn the dunk into a send-off. With a slight lift, the basketball flew towards the basket.

At this moment, the noisy United Center was completely silent. Countless fans from both sides had held their breath and only stared at the orange basketball.

"brush!"

The next moment, the basketball went hollow into the basket.

"oh!"

Two thousand fans of the away team, a few people on the Pistons court, and on the bench were all excited in an instant.

"ah!"

Zhou Quan, who scored the goal, waved his fist in excitement and roared at the assassins who were rushing over.

"It's in! It's in! Zhou Quan scored a goal despite the pressure. Now it's 102:96, and the pressure is back on the Bulls' side." Zhang Lili roared with excitement.

Sun Zhenping laughed and said: "It's so beautiful! This is Zhou Quan's 37th point. There are still 115 seconds left on the clock, and the point difference is still 6 points."

Bulls offense.

On the right wing, one step inside the three-point line at 45 degrees, Jordan leaned on Joe Dumars to ask for the ball. BJ pulled to the right wing, passed the ball, and then ran to the right corner.

At this time, the right wing was the strong side, so the Pistons' defensive formation moved to the right, and Zhou Quan on the left wing also reached the left end of the free throw line.

At this time, Grant came up to do a pick-and-roll and stood on the left hand side of Joe Dumars. Jordan immediately took the ball and bypassed Grant and broke through from the right side.

Rodman, who followed, immediately changed defense to block Jordan.

At this moment, Zhou Quan quickly started and rushed to the right wing.

He judged that Jordan could not see him at this moment because there were three obstacles between him and Jordan, who was breaking through with the ball, Joe Dumars, Grant, and Rodman. Jordan did not have his full panoramic vision. Observation

It's beyond his power.

Jordan bypassed Grant and changed direction again to force past Rodman.

During the confrontation, Rodman got directly up to him. Jordan raised his elbow and put the tip of his elbow on Rodman's chest, and then took the opportunity to attack Rodman again.

But just when he bypassed Rodman and was about to rush to the paint area, a Pistons player rushed over very quickly.

"What?"

He didn't even have time to see who it was. He only saw the number 1 on the opponent's chest. That was the jersey number of the person he hated the most, but why did Iron Fist appear here?

The next moment, Zhou Quan rushed past him and took away his ball.

"asshole!"

At the critical moment, the ball was intercepted. At this moment, Jordan's eyes were splitting.

At this moment, the referee wanted to blow the whistle, but he had no chance because Zhou Quan did not make contact with Jordan at all. The ball bounced off the floor and was taken away by Zhou Quan before it fell into Jordan's hands.

"Oh? Oh, oh, Iron Fist stole Jordan, he stole Jordan's ball, stole the ball..." Bill Walton exclaimed, and then shouted excitedly.

At the three-point line, seeing Zhou Quan steal the ball, Joe Dumars immediately turned around and rushed down. Grant's reaction was half a beat slower. Of course, his speed was not as fast as Joe Dumars, and he quickly fell behind.

"Joe!"

With a loud shout, Zhou Quan quickly took the ball and gave it to Joe Dumars.

Joe Dumars quickly picked up the ball, passed the midline, and went straight to the basket.

Jordan was chasing after him, but he was several steps behind. His eyes were bleeding with anxiety, but how could he catch up? He could only hope for Pippen.

Pippen returned to the defense from the left elbow area, faster than Grant, and first returned to the basket. At this time, Joe Dumars reached the left midfielder and made a pull-up jumper.

Pippen took off to block the shot, but missed it.

"Bang!"

But it missed, it was a little short, and the ball bounced off the basket.

The next moment, Jordan and Zhou Quan rushed in at the same time, jumped at the same time, and reached for the basketball with their big hands.

At this moment, Jordan's advantages were reflected. He was taller, had a longer wingspan, could jump higher, and was nearly a foot taller than Zhou Quan.

"Yes."

When he saw that his right hand was about to catch the ball, Jordan was extremely excited, but at this moment, a big hand came over from below.

"Crack!"

The ball was kicked away.

At this moment, Zhou Quan's precise striking ability was demonstrated.

The ball was picked up and bounced off the backboard. Pippen and Rodman jumped to grab the ball at the same time, but neither one caught it. Rodman knocked the ball out and flew to the free throw line.

"Grant?"

Zhou Quan was withdrawing from the crowd under the basket. With only his peripheral vision, his full panoramic vision instantly allowed him to see Grant on the free throw line, and he immediately turned around and pounced on him.
To be continued...