Conley saw Wang Yi throw the ball high towards the rebound and bypass Gobert.

He had seen through Wang Yi's intentions.

This is to throw yourself into your own hands.

All the audience members were worried.

More than 20,000 people all stared at them with breath.

Jazz head coach Snyder's heart was tighter, as if his heart was tightly tied by a belt of pants.

He couldn't help but clench his fists, as if he wanted to tear off the belt of the trousers.

The Lakers players also held their breath.

At the same time, the millions of viewers in front of the screen were also very proud and dared not breathe.

Wang Meng held the pen in his hand tightly and almost broke the pen.

Yang Yi's eyes stared at the screen through the lens.

It seems like you want to pierce the screen with your eyes.

Mina nervously clenched a pair of pink fists, and the pair of dimples beside her mouth also seemed a little stiff because she was too nervous.

on site.

Kang Li saw that Wang Yi wanted to throw himself away.

He took the lead and came behind Gobert, with his back to Wang Yi, and stuck Wang Yi's position.

At the same time, I plan to grab the rebound when the ball falls.

A hint of pride even flashed through his heart.

This guy was finally seen through by himself once.

However, at this moment, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

The next moment, I felt dark on my head.

A purple figure suddenly jumped high from behind him.

After the basketball hit the rebound, it was obviously still very high.

But this guy pulled him up through him.

When in the air, the five fingers of the left hand are opened.

It was like a dragon's claw, grabbed the falling basketball.

A loud shout.

Bang!

The basketball was forcibly stuffed into the basket by violence.

At this moment, quiet!

The whole audience was quiet!

If Wang Yi's man-ball score had been divided before, the energy plan center stadium was silent.

Then at this moment, the Energy Solution Center Arena is dead silent!

Silence as dead!

Away muffler?

No, this is a away air pump.

It seemed as if at this moment, Wang Yi completely drained the air from the entire energy solution center stadium.

The sound cannot be spread inside.

Self-dumping!

And it's a buckle!

Even the commentator on the scene was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

In Tencent NBA live broadcast room, Wang Meng and Yang Yi both widened their eyes, their faces turned red, and their tablets were slapped.

"oh------"

"God--"

The two shouted a broken voice at the same time.

If they were asked to shout calories at this time, there would probably be nothing Yang Chaoyue would have done.

"Self-twist and self-deducting!"

"Block! Blocking Mike Conley!"

"My God, is this still human?"

"I really can't find a language to describe my mood at this moment. Sorry, my vocabulary is too scarce. At this moment, he is a hero, a MVP, and a god-like man!"

The barrage has long been exploding.

Apart from the 6 full screen, the first one to jump out was Ma Daxiang.

"Brother Yi, I'm convinced! Wait for me, and I'll show you how to pull and split."

But soon, Yang Yi said:

"Don't worry, the Jazz still have 4 seconds to attack. The Lakers have to retreat!"

Wang Meng couldn't help but feel excited. He spoke very fast and his voice was extremely loud, which far exceeded his normal volume:

"But the Jazz didn't stop, they didn't stop. They had to serve the bottom line quickly, and the Lakers had to retreat quickly."

Caruso also reacted and ran quickly to the backcourt.

His position is closest to the center line and is the first to return to the backcourt.

Wang Yi quickly approached Mitchell, interfering with his dribbling and long passes.

Mitchell has no room for a long pass, so he can only try to pass Wang Yi through speed.

In fact, he did pass Wang Yi.

Just after passing the middle circle, he looked at the three people who had already rushed up to the Lakers, and quickly pushed the ball out in a horse-riding archery posture.

The basketballs passed through the air with an extremely beautiful couple.

Although it was only more than a second, it seemed like it had been as long as a century.

Everyone's eyes were frozen on the orange basketball in the air.

And accompanied by the basketball, it crossed a rainbow-like arc and fell to the basket.

Bang—

A heavy sound of irons came.

The basket rejected the basketball's affectionate confession and closed its heart.

Keep the poor basketball out.

The basketball was frustrated and bounced high.

The rebound also lit up a red light for the basketball.

The basketball fell to the ground in despair and bounced weakly.

It was as if the broken heart moaned.

Bee———

The whistle at the end of the game completely sentenced basketball to death: You are not worthy.

123:121.

The Lakers win!!!

At this moment, in front of all the screens.

Hundreds of thousands of Jazz fans sighed.

Millions of Lakers fans are embracing and caring.

"Hold the grass Li Fei! My Brother Yi is sure to be the final winner. Li Fei, look at me, my Brother Yi is sure to be the final winner!"

A female dormitory for a university.

Wang Zhixing hugged Li Fei's head and kept shaking.

"Wang Zhixing, go to death, and shake your head and then drop it."

Wang Zhixing didn't care at all: "As long as your breasts don't fall off."

A certain community.
To be continued...