Chapter 163: The Real Confrontation (Part II)

By the time the game ended in less than 4 minutes in this quarter, the difference between the two sides still did not widen, and the two teams really fought a tug-of-war. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's a game that no one wants to lose, from the coach to the core of the team to all the players. The score was 67:63, and the SuperSonics led the opponent by 4 points, and the two sides began to rotate the lineup, and substitutes came on.

Anthony had 29 points, 5 assists and 4 rebounds, and Chamberlain had 18 points, 9 assists and 8 rebounds. I had a hunch that Kenny was going to witness a miracle. Try multiplying this by 2! ”

Since the second quarter, Barkley has not stopped broadcasting the stats of these two men.

"Oh my God, what did I see - 50+10+10, 40+20+20! Great '03 rookie, terrifying '03 rookie! ”

Following Barkley's words, Kenny's mind flashed with this dazzling string of data. An incomparable moment of surprise haunted all his thoughts, and his tone began to tremble sharply.

In the team's dressing room, Chamberlain also saw the data.

The 03 draft has always been deposited in Chamberlain's heart, an eternal pain, he still remembers that at that time, at the moment of defeat, the heart-rending and disillusionment in his heart!

It's a game he doesn't want to lose, he's going to prove it, so he's going to win. This is what the championship ring can't replace, it's 50 points can't replace, only face-to-face confrontation, hard-fought battles, defeating them, -- stepping on their corpses...... Anthony, Wade, James!

"Give me the ball, Ridno!"

At the beginning of the third quarter of the game, Chamberlain, who had a solemn expression and a frown, stuck Kenyon Martin in the front court, and asked Ridno for the ball with a solemn expression.

After two heavy slaps on the basketball, Chamberlain suddenly made a lateral move, leaning on Kenyon Martin and taking two steps. The most common tactic used by Kenyon Martin in the power pressing, the moment he went to top Chamberlain, Chamberlain slammed back, with the power of the rebound, his body suddenly turned, and at the same time, his toes were lightly cocked, and his wrists were slightly raised.

Kenyon Martin's left foot stepped out reflexively, his weight quickly shifted, and he maintained the same position as Chamberlain on the opposite side.

The next moment, Chamberlain stepped the basketball down, retracted his footsteps, stepped on the floor with his right foot on the tiptoe, and his whole body suddenly leaned to the right, cutting past Kenyon Martin's side and into the inside. At this time, Camby finally got rid of Mourning and stepped forward, blocking Chamberlain's path.

Lean forward with your upper body sharply, take a probe step with your right foot, dribble under your crotch and change hands, and adjust your body's center of gravity. Chamberlain's series of coherent movements shook Camby at a loss for the better.

With a "snap", when Camby hesitated, Chamberlain kicked the ball, retreated slightly with his left foot, and jumped up on his knees.

With a low roar, he was able to move on his feet, and shortly after Chamberlain took off, Camby forced his jump. It's just that his footwork is chaotic after all, and the jump is a little hasty, although there is a complete explosion of Chamberlain's jump, he still leaves enough space for Chamberlain's eyes to observe the basket.

Camby would not have imagined that this goal was deliberately made by Chamberlain. Well...... Chamberlain wants to touch a porcelain!

By the time Camby's hand touched his raised right hand, the basketball was already in action, and Chamberlain was Camby's defensive foul.

The bag is tolerable, but Camby's rebounding control is too damaging to the superSonics, and with Mourning's desperate obstruction, he can still be on par with Chamberlain. For Oxlade-Chamberlain, who was hell-bent on winning the game, Camby was his biggest obstacle on the field.

"Hold on, hold on!"

Sweating like rain, his legs were as heavy as lead, and he breathed greedily in the free air, Anthony bit the tip of his tongue and roared in his heart.

The three supersonic outside players rushed through the front court like bows and arrows off the string, and after a pass, Lewis easily shook Leonard and quickly burst into the interior.

Seeing that the team's defense was about to be chaotic again, Anthony was in a hurry, and stepped on the floor on his toes, with the help of the strong inertia of the sprint, he jumped out, and walked diagonally for half a three-point circle, his body was almost parallel to the floor, and he stretched out his right hand to the extreme, allowing the basketball under Lewis's control to get out of his hands and regain his original freedom.

Anthony slammed on the floor, Miller grabbed the basketball that he poked out of the three-second zone, immediately turned around and dribbled to the frontcourt, flashed sideways through Ridnor's entanglement, ghostly crossed the halfline, rushed to the supersonic basket, jumped into the air and smashed the ball directly into the basket with earth-shattering force.

Under the supersonic basket, Miller, who fell to the floor, slapped his chest hard. On the Nuggets' side, Anthony supported the ground with his hands, little by little, little by little, slowly supporting his body.

People were shocked, what they saw today was a completely different Anthony, in the past, they had the impression that the arrogant bad boy and the rebellious Tanhualang had become a never-say-die man in today's game, a fighter who struggled in a desperate situation, and a leader who carried the team on his shoulders!

"Bang ......"

The Pepsi Center Arena was boiling, venting the irrepressible ecstasy in their hearts at this time, slapping all the objects that could transmit sound, from scratch, from small to large, the sound converged into a rushing wave, like a neat drum beat, hitting the deepest part of the soul of the players standing on the court and carrying out the final gladiatorial battle.

Anthony's fighting spirit stimulated the fans in the stadium as well as his opponents.

Chamberlain looked at Anthony's sweat-soaked jersey, listened to the violent melody made on the spot, and took a deep breath of thin air. The body, which had also dried up, began to gather the last bit of strength that was still in the body.

Chamberlain's body was constantly sweating, but his face was as cold as ice!

Ignoring the constant squeezing of Kenyon Martin from the side, Chamberlain's usual left hand slapped the basketball at a fast pace, and his left hand pressed back hard, pressing the basketball diagonally to the floor under Kenyon Martin's crotch.

At the moment when Kenyon Martin instinctively retracted his legs, he turned sharply, circled around Kenyon's body, picked up the basketball that just bounced over, like a galloping horse, and went straight to the Nuggets' basket.