Chapter 96 Big dream, please be humble to me (thanks
In the second quarter, he came up from the beginning, but Dameng didn't come up for the time being. Wang Tiejun faced the Mosaic team's substitute inside man, Matt Bullard, a 208 cm, 98 kg white man.
Rudy Tomjanovich took into account Brad's 37.4% three-point shooting percentage this season, and also thought that Wang Tiejun was once beaten by Roni Seikali, who can also shoot three-pointers, so he sent him to play.
The first goal was scored by the Suns.
Wang Tiejun squeezed directly into the basket, and Brad was like a child, unable to block him at all.
Danny Ainge, who was in possession of the ball, lobbed the ball directly toward the basket. He jumped up with Brad dragging him, and after catching the ball, he dropped his arms.
"Bang!"
Amidst the extremely violent slamming of the basket, the basket suddenly sank. The reporters sitting in the back faintly heard the groan of the basket, and they were so frightened that they jumped up and dispersed like birds and beasts.
"yeah!"
The brutal dunk made all Suns fans burst with adrenaline, and their excited shouts echoed throughout the American West Arena, almost drowning out the voice of the on-site commentator.
"What are you doing? This is nothing?" Lao Wang said angrily.
There is an extra person's mass on the body, but it can't pull off the basket. Who said there is something wrong with the quality of the equipment?
He has already received the news that the league will change suppliers. He has the opportunity to collect baskets during this period. It will be difficult in the future, so he does not want to miss every game.
Back on the defensive end, Brad pulled to the three-point line, which gave him a headache and he had no choice but to follow out.
As a result, Mosaic held the ball from the outside and reached the basket, successfully making a layup.
The next round, he made a comeback on the offensive end.
The advantages of height, strength and tonnage are too great. When he stepped towards the basket, Brad couldn't even push him.
In the substitute lineup, he is of course the first scoring point, otherwise he would not be allowed to play, so when he saw him entering the basket again, Danny Ainge threw the ball in without saying a word.
"Bang!"
Danny Ainge's passing skills are pretty good. He just passed the ball in place and hit another alley-oop dunk.
"Beep!"
Brad also committed a batter's foul and an extra free throw.
"I've gone out of my way, and I haven't come down yet."
Wang Tiejun grumbled and walked to the free throw line.
"It's pretty solid, old K. Try harder and let us rest for twenty minutes."
Danny Ainge and others didn't know that he was going to collect the Mosaic team's basket, so they all sent encouragement.
"This bastard has no good intentions, coach, let me go up."
Da Meng felt uneasy. The name of the rookie basket collector had been called out by the media. If his basket was confiscated, where would he put his super center face?
"Be careful."
Tomjanovich nodded and agreed.
Dameng stood up and walked to the technical table, waiting for the chance of a dead ball.
Mosaic attacked and Wang Tiejun was pulled out again, but this time Mosaic failed to break through with the ball from the outside. He made a mistake and was intercepted by Knight. The offense and defense exchanged.
Steadily advancing downfield, Knight handed the ball to Danny Ainge.
At this time, Wang Tiejun leisurely entered the paint area from the free throw line and headed towards the basket.
Brad was on top but couldn't hold it back. When he went around, he had to be high but not high, and he had to bounce but not bounce. Anyway, he just couldn't defend himself and could only cling to Wang Tiejun's body.
Dragging a defender with him, Wang Tiejun ran to the basket with a few cries, waved his left arm, and blocked Brad out of the way with an extremely arrogant manner.
The next moment, the ball came in.
At this time, Mosaic substitute forward Carl Herrera on the right wing rushed over.
"Crack!"
Wang Tiejun caught the ball and was double-teamed by two defenders. He immediately leaned over to join the ball and immediately stood up to hit.
"Bang!"
As soon as he leaned down, Brad groaned and was immediately knocked over to the basket.
"Bang!"
Behind him, Herrera, who was the same size and height as Brad, took a step backwards and fell to the floor, sliding backwards.
Two defenders weighing less than 100 kilograms, with a huge tonnage difference of more than 20 kilograms, Wang Tiejun still has a bonus of up to 10% in fighting strength, so under such a fierce fighting, they can
Like a person tied with paper, he falls down when he leans on him and flies away when he leans on him. He has no chance or ability to fight, and he is extremely weak.
The second back has more room to exert force, and the power of the second back is far greater than that of the first back. This is why Brad was only knocked down, while Herrera was sent flying.
"not good!"
At this moment, Da Meng on the sidelines was a little panicked.
"drink!"
The next moment, with a loud shout, Wang Tiejun flew into the air like a giant beast and smashed his arms violently.
"Bang!"
The rebounds, which had been ravaged by him in the first quarter, finally couldn't bear his tossing and exploded, turning into small pieces of debris all over the sky.
"Come down!"
He pulled it with both hands and got the basket.
"Shet!"
At this moment, Da Meng, who was waiting to come on stage, had eyes wide open.
"yeah!"
The entire American West Arena was completely boiling, like an erupting volcano, with the smell of hormones filling every corner.
"Oh ho ho ho ho..."
The commentator on the scene was so excited that he let out a series of strange screams, and then roared with all his strength: "This is the fourth basket collected by the basket collector Lao K. The first three belong to the Hornets, Mavericks, and Bulls respectively."
"yeah!"
The audience burst into violent cheers again.
Wang Tiejun held the basket high and walked off the court with dignity surrounded by his teammates.
He was not afraid of causing trouble, so he walked around in front of the Mosaic team's bench.
"Damn it!"
Dameng became anxious, lost his sense of reason, and rushed towards him with a pair of old fists.
"Hakim, calm down..."
Several coaches and staff of the Mosaic team couldn't hold it back.
"Want to fight?"
Wang Tiejun was scratched on the face, and he quickly held up Dameng with one hand and asked.
"Give it back to me." Dameng roared angrily.
"no."
Wang Tiejun said: "I also want to engrave your name on it."
"Despicable rookie, you carried out a surprise attack while I wasn't on the court. You little brat, you are so incompetent!" Dameng cursed angrily.
"You can tear off my basket if you dare." Wang Tiejun said disdainfully.
"you?"
Dameng is so angry that he is almost vomiting blood. I want to have that power and tonnage. What else do you want me to say? I guarantee that I will kill you ten times in one game.
"Old man, do you still need me to treat you humbly? What qualifications do you have for me to treat you humbly? Are you satisfied with how I treat you now? If it's not enough, then I will do it again, when you are on the court."
Lao Wang continued to spray.
"Chop suey!"
Da Meng was so angry that he was going crazy.
Soon, the two men in an angry state were forcibly separated by their teammates.
"Old K, you bastard, I wasn't there just now, you can't engrave my name, otherwise this matter will not be over." Dameng was pulled away and still yelled unwillingly.
"This can be considered, but you have to be more humble to me," Comrade Lao Wang yelled.
"asshole!"
When Dameng heard this, he became furious again and wanted to rush over, but was held tightly by several teammates.
"Ha ha……"
Comrade Lao Wang gained the upper hand and returned laughing.
Returning to the bench, his basket was snatched away by others. They started passing it around one by one, and even some fans behind wanted to touch it.
He took the bottle of water handed over by Dumas and opened the system to check. 200 points had arrived, and there were 600 more points.
I turned off the system, turned on the water and took a sip. I felt a little unhappy. The energy drinks and water provided by the alliance were both cold. If I wanted to drink hot food, I could only ask the staff to heat it. It was a bit troublesome. It is best to prepare a thermos cup yourself for convenience.
"Old K, how are your hands?"
At this time, chief trainer Aaron Nelson came over and asked.
He looked at it, squeezed his hands, and said with a smile: "The bones are a little sore, but it's okay. I just feel a little weak."
"This is a sign of excessive force and instant physical exhaustion. It doesn't matter. What you need to pay attention to is your hands. Try to do this less in the future. What if you break your hands one day?"
Head coach Paul Westphal said.
Buckley nodded and said: "Old K, stop doing this. This thing is of no use. It only damages the opponent's morale. What did you do with it? It's also a deadly feud with Dameng and the others. It's not worth it."
Lao Wang quickly said: "Don't worry, my hands have been specially trained. Look at these muscles?"
Aaron Nelson squatted down, took Old Wang's hands, checked them and said: "Old K, your hands are indeed very powerful. The average person's palms cannot develop such thick palm muscles without long-term training."
, they protect your hands very well.”
Buckley took out his hands and compared them. His own hands were also very thick and fleshy, with no obvious muscles, while Old K's hands had solid muscles, like a pair of iron hands. He asked curiously.
: "Old K, how did you practice?"
"Grabbing the iron ball is one of the basic skills of Baji Quan. It is specially trained to train the grasping hand, claw strength and forearm muscles. It needs to be trained for a long time and has been trained since childhood." Lao Wang explained.
"No wonder when you catch the ball, the ball is almost broken by you and deformed very badly." Danmarli said.
"Can we learn?" Danny Ainge asked curiously.
"sure."
Lao Wang waved his hand and shouted: "I will open a martial arts gym here in the future. You can become my teacher. I guarantee that you will all be masters of Wang Baquan in the future."
"Pfft!"
When they heard Wang Baquan, they knew that Old K was talking nonsense, and everyone burst into laughter instantly.
Twenty minutes later, the game restarted.
After a rest, both sides deployed all their main forces.
Wang Tiejun, on the other hand, threw away all hesitation and prepared to fight Dameng with all his strength.
"Bang!"
Dameng was held low by him on the left wing, and his left chest was pressed tightly against the former's back. When the former caught the ball, he suddenly put down his feet and hit him fiercely with an iron mountain.
"Damn it!"
The force was sudden, and caught off guard, Dameng was knocked forward and staggered forward. The ball did not catch it and flew directly in front of him and out of the baseline.
The referee immediately made a gesture to switch offense and defense while running towards the Suns' frontcourt.
"Shet!"
Dameng quickly returned to defense and glared at Wang Tiejun fiercely.
In the first quarter, Wang Tiejun was not so guarded against him, which confused him, and he was not mentally prepared just now.
But in fact, he knew that this was what Lao K was good at, because Lao K had guarded against him like this in the last game.
He didn't know that it was because Wang Tiejun was sent off in the game against the Spurs, so he didn't dare to fight with all his strength when facing him.
But he had to be lucky that Wang Tiejun used Tieshan's support to hit instead of his elbow, otherwise he would have suffered a lot more.
Arriving at the frontcourt, Wang Tiejun was low on the left wing and started to get the ball.
Big dreams surround you.
In fact, he knows that the effect of going forward here is not good. This was the case in the last game. Old K's hands are big, the ball is very stable, and his wingspan is better than him. He can't control the opponent's handball.
However, in order to avoid a strong confrontation with Old K, he still adopted a forward movement. With his sensitivity, he could switch from a forward defense to a top defense the moment the ball came in. Just one turn was enough.
"Shet!"
Sure enough, as soon as he walked around and wanted to sit on Lao K's body, he was quietly hit by a big elbow on his lower back, causing pain.
Wang Tiejun followed what Lewis taught him, and immediately closed his elbow, then put his forearm against Dameng's lower back and raised his right hand high to ask for the ball.
The ball came over, but the help defense on the weak side also came over. Otis Thorpe, who was opposite Barkley, rushed over and was double-teamed when he caught the ball.
"later."
On the left three-point line, small forward Ceballos pointed at Wang Tiejun's back and shouted loudly.
"Is there anyone behind you?"
There were so many fans at the scene and the noise was so loud that Wang Tiejun actually couldn't hear clearly what Ceballos was shouting, but he saw his movements out of the corner of his eye and his heart moved.
The ball was lobbed to his back hand. Without Ceballos, he might have stood to catch the ball, but now, he jumped up in advance and grabbed the ball with one hand.
Just as he was taking off, Otis Thorpe flew up from behind. He was a moment faster and grabbed the ball. The moment Thorpe flew past him, he stole the ball and threw it away.
At the same time, Dameng turned around and turned from walking around to defending. An elbow hit his lower back, causing pain.
The next moment, he turned up sideways, holding Da Meng with his left hand. After taking off on one foot, he hooked the ball toward the basket with his right hand holding the ball, and the ball flew over there.
There was a person standing under the basket, Barkley in the open position.
"It's over!"
Dameng reacted very quickly and jumped, but with Wang Tiejun's shot height and a sideways hook, even if his arms were one foot longer, it would not be enough.
"Bang!"
Barkley exploded under the basket, caught the ball with both hands and smashed it, exploding the Mosaics' basket.
"Beautiful! Old K very calmly sent a pass in the double team, and he and Sir Barkley completed an alley-oop dunk..."
The on-site commentator shouted excitedly.
"Pa bang..."
The fans at the scene also gave loud cheers and applause.
"Old K, good job!"
When returning to defense, Barkley shouted.
"Of course."
Comrade Lao Wang said proudly.
"Old man, you actually have the nerve to call me a double team. Are you still a superstar? Isn't double teaming the treatment of a superstar? I am, right? Do you have the guts to challenge me one on one?"
Turning around, he sprayed at Dameng.
"Is that what I called a double-team?" Dameng said angrily.
Let’s talk about the playoffs. When playing this damn rookie in the regular season, he really didn’t want to be called a double-team. It was too embarrassing. He is not a softie like Robinson.
Otis Thorpe took a look at Dameng and decided not to double-team him later, so as not to be complained by Dameng.
Dameng came to the frontcourt, first turned around in the low post on the left wing, and after attracting Wang Tiejun there, he suddenly turned around and slid towards the basket.
Wang Tiejun quickly turned around and returned to defend the basket. At this time, the ball came in and was caught by Dameng under the basket. He quickly blocked the opponent and raised his hands to prevent him from getting up and taking action.
At this time, Dameng did not pause at all. He knew that the Suns' double-team would arrive soon, so after being blocked by Wang Tiejun, he immediately turned around and formed a back-up attack under the basket.
"Old K, wait to die!"
He wanted to shake the damn old K, and then dunk him in order to avenge the dunk on him in the opening game and the rim being robbed.
"You want to shake me again!"
Seeing Dameng turn around, Comrade Lao Wang knew what this guy wanted to do. When Dameng completed turning around, he also completed the close-fitting and put his left chest against Dameng's back. Then he stepped down and struck Liuli.
To unite, the iron mountain can be broken up by fighting.
"Shet!"
Dameng had just finished turning his back and was shaking downwards when a force came from behind and his center of gravity was moving. This knocked him over and fell to the basket, and the ball also rolled out of the baseline.
.
"Bang!"
Because Dameng was swaying downward, Comrade Lao Wang, who was leaning forward, could not stand firm. After bumping into Dameng, he was a little bit in the air, and he also rolled forward and fell under the basket.
"Beep!"
The referee blows the whistle and the ball is exchanged.
"He was the one who hit me."
David Robinson, a man with a humble personality, would ask the referee for a star whistle, let alone the old gangster Da Meng? He immediately shouted at the referee.
The referee glanced at Dameng, shook his head and said: "He didn't make any unnecessary movements, his feet didn't move, and his hands didn't move. This is a normal confrontation."
"You so-called superstars only ask for milk from Mr. Referee? If you can't resist, just go back to your mother's arms. That's where the milk you want to drink will be. Don't mess around in our adult world.
Already."
Wang Tiejun disdainfully trash-talked Dameng.
"Ha ha……"
Buckley and the others laughed.
"Pfft!"
The referee's face also twitched, and he tried not to laugh.
"Damn boy!"
Dameng felt the smell of blood in his throat. He was so angry that he was internally injured by this trash talk.