Coming to the offensive end, Danny Ainge once again got a chance to take a shot. This time he hit a three-pointer.
On the defensive end again, Dameng began to try to get to the basket.
This time, after Buckley's guidance, Comrade Lao Wang took action from the beginning, directly clamping one of Dameng's arms while constantly squeezing the opponent's center of gravity.
As a result, Dameng was in trouble. His arms were held hostage, his movement was blocked, and his center of gravity was constantly being squeezed. He was restricted to Wang Tiejun's side.
"Ha, this defensive method is really good."
Although his defensive actions were not small, the whistle did not sound, indicating that this level of confrontation was within the allowable rules. Comrade Lao Wang was happy and gave Barkley a thumbs up.
Dameng had no choice but to go to the low post on the left wing, outside the paint area, and get the ball in a strong position.
Lao Wang was not conservative and still took the initiative to fight. He did not sit back and watch Dameng get the ball. He kept pushing outwards and pushed Dameng until he was one step away from the paint area before he stopped.
This position will inevitably reduce Dameng's shooting percentage, and at the same time, he can return to the paint area at any time.
When Dameng caught the ball, Wang Tiejun's squeeze became even stronger, which made it difficult for him to turn around, and his center of gravity could be pushed at any time.
"Ouch!"
His physical energy was greatly consumed in the intense continuous confrontation. He gasped, suddenly turned around and took off, and made a fadeaway jumper.
Now, he is still at his peak and has good abdominal muscles. This kind of fadeaway jumper is not difficult for him.
Wang Tiejun couldn't react in time and could only watch as the opponent calmly took action on his head.
"Whoa!"
The water splashed and the two-pointer hit.
"Humph, kid, you can't defend me against me? My arsenal has just been opened. You kid, just wait and cry." Dameng gasped.
"Come again." Wang Tiejun said unwillingly.
"Old K, just fight like this and try to consume his physical energy. Just like the last time you fought O'Neal, his physical energy is still there and his hit rate is high. But if he continues to fight you, his physical energy will drop and his shooting rate will definitely drop.
Get down." Buckley warned as he and Wang Tiejun ran forward together.
"I understand." He nodded.
Next, he defended Dameng like this on the defensive end. Through continuous entangled strong confrontation, he prevented him from entering the basket and pushed Dameng away from the paint area.
Bang bang, Dameng, this old gangster is not polite, waving his elbows, constantly looking for opportunities to strike.
However, Comrade Lao Wang is not a vegetarian either. His elbowing techniques are more sophisticated and professional. A cold elbow will cause Dameng to be in pain for a long time.
Although Dameng can still score constantly on Wang Tiejun's head with his strength, his shooting rate is not too outrageous. He still missed two shots. Most of his attacks were outside the paint area and he rarely made it to the basket.
Down.
However, he did not perform well on the offensive end. After missing a hook shot again, he began to enter the basket, trying to shake the focus of the big dream of the forward defense with his hitting method like last time, and then got up and dunked.
Unfortunately, the ball from the outside could not be passed in time. Half a second later, Dameng blocked him again, causing him to make a mistake in catching the ball, and the ball flew directly out of the baseline.
After a few rounds, he asked for the ball in the low post on the left wing. Barkley made a transition and passed the ball down.
"Bang!"
First, there was a close-fitting blow, which shook the center of gravity of Da Meng.
"Bang!"
The second attack came one after another. This time, unlike the previous attacks, he did not try his best.
Although this kind of relying on hitting without all the strength is small, it has an advantage, that is, it is fast, and the connection with the first relying on hitting is very close, so that Da Meng has no time to make other actions and can only passively bear it.
He relies on beatings.
During these two consecutive blows, the surging power was like ocean waves, one after another, constantly impacting the center of gravity of the dream.
"Oops!"
Dameng knew something was wrong. Under the two impacts, his feet were already weak and he could no longer stand firmly.
But he had no time to press on, nor did he have time to retreat, because he needed to stand firm before he could make the next technical move.
And this time is enough for the rookie in front to use his third hit.
The next moment, the third hit came as expected.
Tieshan relied on beating, pushing and crushing, huge power surged out, Wang Tiejun exploded with all his strength this time.
"Bang!"
Amidst the extremely dull impact, the passive Dameng let out a groan. His chest took all the force of the blow, turned backwards in an instant, and was knocked directly to the ground.
"Oops!"
The commentator on the scene exclaimed.
"oh!"
Amidst the exclamations of the fans in the audience, Wang Tiejun turned around and stepped past Dameng. The beast flew into the air, grabbed the ball with one hand, and smashed it against the basket.
"Damn it!"
Horry was in the low post on the weak side. He had just returned to defend the basket, but his expression changed when he saw this. How could he dare to stop the beast from attacking the basket with his 100-kilogram body? He had to dodge in panic.
"Bang!"
After the one-arm dunk, Wang Tiejun hung on the basket, looking down at the silent Compaq Center, feeling very happy in his heart.
"yeah!"
The Suns bench, Barkley and others on the court immediately cheered.
"Too bad, he actually knocked over Dameng and successfully dunked."
The on-site commentator reacted, gave a weak explanation, and blocked the attack.
"You weakling, you finally had a tough fight with me, and you deserve a reward. Knocking you over is my reward for you."
After the excited Lao Wang landed, he immediately started talking trash to Da Meng who had just gotten up from behind Barkley and others.
"Hoo ho ho..."
Da Meng, who had consumed a lot of energy, was panting with his mouth open. He had never suffered such a big loss at the hands of a rookie, and he was actually knocked over.
No rookie dared to trash talk him like this. His impression of this Chinese coolie was already extremely bad.
"Bang!"
He rushed up and bumped Wang Tiejun's chest with his elbow, and cursed: "You little bastard, please keep your mouth clean."
"Bang!"
Wang Tiejun immediately counterattacked, exerting force with his feet, twisting his waist and abdomen, and combining his six forces into one, he pressed his elbow against Dameng's chest.
"Oh, damn! Hiss!"
The old gangster Dameng screamed in pain and took a breath.
"Beep!"
The referee blew his whistle and ran over, pushed the two men away, and made a physical foul gesture towards Dameng.
"Damn it, he elbowed me too." Dameng was furious.
The referee was a little confused and glanced at Wang Tiejun. The latter looked up at the sky and ignored him. He had to say: "Then I didn't see it."
"Shet!"
Dameng could only admit that he was unlucky. Who made his elbow strike so obvious, while Comrade Lao Wang's elbow strike was close to the body and not noticeable at all?
But then, he was angered and took control of the offense. He wanted to teach Comrade Lao Wang a lesson by scoring.
"Bang!"
After three rounds, Comrade Lao Wang was knocked down again.
"Bang!"
Dameng got to the basket with a dunk.
"Rookie, are you satisfied? You are like shit in front of me. I feel sick even if I step on you." He turned around and shouted angrily at Lao Wang who was getting up.
Lao Wang was depressed. He tried his best to fight as close as possible, but this old guy was too slippery. If he was not careful, he would shake him.
"What the hell, get out of here!"
With a bang, he leaned towards Dameng and gave the old gangster who spoke well a slap in the elbow. The pain caused Dameng's teeth to crack and his mouth to crack.
In the next round, Wang Tiejun missed the hook.
Back on the defensive end, during a pull, the bottom referee called him a pulling foul.
This was his second personal foul. The low post was too close to the base referee, forcing him to reduce the range of movement of his hands.
In this way, Dameng's activities became more convenient. After getting rid of him twice in a row, he went to the basket and dunked successfully.
"Old K, don't worry about the number of fouls you have committed, go up and stick to him and prevent him from entering the basket." Barkley yelled.