Chapter Ninety-Two Win

Ben Simmons just dribbled twice, his brows were furrowed, although Zhao Wei's small movements would not hurt, and they could not reach the level of fouls, but the feeling was too uncomfortable, and his heart involuntarily became bored, and his mood would become irritable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Ben Simmons was irritated and pushed Zhao Wei back with his elbow, wanting Zhao Wei to stay away from him. Zhao Wei leaned his head forward at this time, and Ben Simmons' elbow hit the corner of Zhao Wei's mouth, breaking the corner of Zhao Wei's mouth in an instant.

Shout!!! The referee didn't hesitate and gave Ben Simmons a technical foul. Ben Simmons glared at Zhao Wei angrily. Zhao Wei smiled with blood on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Whitty immediately called a timeout. The team doctor hurriedly treated Zhao Wei's wounds. Whitety was quick to set up tactics for everyone.

Everyone pulled outside the three-point line, and after Zhao Wei passed the half, he handed the ball to Nathan and let Nathan break through. If someone assists in the attack, immediately pass the ball to the outside line, and if there is no one to assist, you attack by yourself. Everyone is ready to rush for the frontcourt rebound. If you don't score, you will be fouled immediately. ”

Everyone nodded. Zhao Wei also believes that Whitty has made the most correct decision at this time. In terms of individual attack power, Nathan is indeed a head above him now.

Shout!!! The suspension ends.

Zhao Wei dribbled the ball across half court and immediately handed it to Nathan. The person defending in front of him turned out to be Ben Simmons, and No. 33, who was originally defending Nathan, was reluctantly standing in front of Zhao Wei at this time.

Nathan made several feints in a row, but Ben Simmons didn't shake at all and stayed firmly in front of Nathan. Zhao Wei saw that No. 33's eyes were basically focused on the duel between Nathan and Ben Simmons at this time, and he didn't treat Zhao Wei as a matter at all. Zhao Wei suddenly ran towards Nathan, and Nathan also suddenly ran towards Zhao Wei at this time. No. 33 and Ben Simmons were also closely following.

Zhao Wei suddenly squatted down and did a good job of blocking and dismantling. There was almost no lateral distance between him and Nathan, and Zhao Wei's pick-and-roll was perfectly done without leaving Ben Simmons any room to squeeze through. Ben Simmons let out a low curse and tried to get around from behind. And No. 33 was distracted and he was two steps behind Zhao Wei, chasing with all his might, and when he saw Ben Simmons, it was already difficult for him to dodge, and the two were about to collide tragically. Ben Simmons had a quick reflex, bowed like a civet cat, and deftly lowered himself to avoid the fool impact of No. 33, but unfortunately he was caught between Zhao Wei and No. 33.

At this time, Nathan's eyes lit up, lightning speed suddenly exploded, and he turned around wonderfully, returning to his original position again, and hitting the basket like a sharp arrow. Ben Simmons roared in anger as he tried to chase but found himself blocked by his teammates. I had to watch Nathan ride the dust and dunk and score.

“yes!!!” Zhao Wei also shouted excitedly. Looking up at the scoreboard, he was still one point behind, and he had only fifteen seconds left on his side.

"Idiot !!" Ben Simmons yelled at his teammates in displeasure.

The rabbit is in a hurry and bites, not to mention that you curse people like this on the spot. No. 33's heart was full of anger. He glared at Ben Simmons, his eyes burning with fire. If the eyes could kill, Ben Simmons would have been burned to ashes by this time.

Shout!!! Fifteen seconds remaining. Whitty quickly called a timeout. Now the ball is in the hands of the Montverde team, although their side is in full swing, but the initiative is still in the hands of the opponent. Whitty is also very entangled at this time, if his side does not foul, fifteen seconds may be directly consumed by the other party. If your side fouls, it won't go well, and the opponent is likely to hit both free throws, in which case, the opponent will lead by three points, and even if you make a three-pointer, it will only be a draw. And in overtime, I can't be sure if Zhao Wei's physical strength can still hold on, today's game is already the longest game that Zhao Wei has played recently, and the confrontation is so big.

"Defend carefully in the first five seconds, shoot resolutely if you can make a steal, and if you don't get the ball after 10 seconds, immediately foul the opponent and send the opponent to the free throw line. Remember to foul as much as possible to get the player with a low free-throw percentage to catch the ball. ”

Whitty quickly finished his tactics.

"I'll defend him." Nathan walked over to Zhao Wei and looked at Ben Simmons in the distance and said. Ben Simmons will have to take control of the final ball.

"Nope." Zhao Wei firmly refused.

"Okay, if you can't, then call me." Nathan looked at Zhao Wei for a while before saying.

Ben Simmons consumes time on the ball on the line without hurrying or slowing. Zhao Wei was tense muscles all over his body, and his spirit was highly concentrated in front of him, and his hands were tested from time to time. Five seconds passed quickly. Zhao Wei and Ben Simmons are still facing off.

Whitety on the sidelines saw that the time had entered ten seconds, and Zhao Wei hadn't moved yet, so he reminded anxiously: "Zhao Wei, foul, foul, hurry up and foul." Zhao Wei, on the other hand, didn't seem to hear Whitety's words at all, staring at the ball in Ben Simmons' hand without blinking.

“fuck!!!” Nathan on the other side was also in a hurry, and was about to come up. Zhao Wei, who was originally motionless, moved, only to see Zhao Wei like a cheetah, and his body slammed out.

Yes, it just pounced. Just when Ben Simmons was just playing provocatively to Zhao Wei, 'You can't put me down.' And the ball in his hand happened to change from his left hand to his right hand, and the moment the ball hit the ground under his crotch. The tense muscles of Zhao Wei's legs exerted force violently, and his body was like a cheetah waiting for the prey to take the hook, and he pounced violently with a volleyball save action. Ben Simmons was startled, and hurriedly wanted to control the ball with his right hand, but he was shocked to find that the ball was now in the air and had not yet reached his hand, he hurriedly wanted to lower his center of gravity to catch the ball in advance, but the speed of his arm could not catch up with the speed of Zhao Wei's powerful leg explosion, and Zhao Wei directly threw the ball into his arms. The body glides inertia on the floor.

Nathan, on the other side, rushed to the front court with all his strength when Zhao Wei made a pounce action. At this point, the audience is already counting down.

Six! Zhao Wei threw the ball into his arms.

Five! Zhao Wei took control of the ball from his arms and threw it forward.

Four! Nathan received the ball at the three-point line.

Three! Nathan rushed to the free throw line.

Two! Nathan stepped out and flew into the air.

One! The basket is in sight.