The basketball crosses a high parabola in the air.

Got past Mozgov's fingertips holding the block high and smashed it on the neck of the basket, but luckily jumped into the bag after jumping off.

Deng Hongfei breathed a sigh of relief, he was indeed a little nervous when he made a move, so there was a little deformation.

So much so that he almost missed the throw that was very close.

"Shame on you? To be given a chance and score by such a rookie? ”

On the Nuggets side, Deng Hongfei quickly returned to defense after he succeeded.

So I didn't hear Wilson-Chandler's blame for Fournier.

The latter couldn't help but argue, "I didn't expect Faried to make a mistake either." ”

"And I was surprised that he was able to throw the ball in." Fournier shrugged.

"Haha, such a basic throw, even an amateur player can throw in, and he won't be inferior to this extent."

Chandler pulled the corners of his mouth, pulled Fournier, and prepared to continue to Deng Hongfei.

However, the latter yelled at him this time, "Don't change." ”

When Fournier said this, the momentum was very strong, which made Chandler stunned, and then nodded helplessly, "Okay, I think it should be easy for you to single him out." ”

"It's a rare opportunity to abuse vegetables."

Chandler grinned, changed direction, and came to Leonard's side.

Nate Robinson saw Fournier's strong singles request, and he hesitated slightly, but he still gave it.

After the latter got the ball, he directly lowered his center of gravity and began to dribble.

He's skilful on the dribble, but Fournier isn't actually a very aggressive bayonet defender.

It's just that in the face of Deng Hongfei, he is full of confidence.

"Asian, I'm telling you, I'm going to pass to your right."

Fournier grinned, smiling softly as he spat out the words.

Deng Hongfei lowered his center of gravity without answering, pursed his lips, and focused his eyes firmly on the basketball in Fournier's hand.

Sure enough, the latter started to accelerate after a few flickers, which was indeed the direction he said.

The contempt of the red fruit, the humiliation of the red fruit.

Deng Hongfei decisively moved sideways and stood in advance of his position!

Fournier dodged and slammed into him.

Deng Hongfei fell to the ground at the same time.

"Drop!"

The whistle blows, and the referee makes a gesture for the offense to foul.

"What?!"

Fournier's eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand and shouted at the referee, "This ball is obviously blocked!" ”

However, the referee's eyes were quite determined, and he ignored his complaints, and also gave a zero-tolerance warning, "If you question it again, I'll give you a technical foul." ”

"Well done."

Patrick Mills was the first to rush up and pull Deng Hongfei up from the ground and pat him approvingly on the shoulder.

"Patrick, can you please give me a chance to play in a single moment?"

Deng Hongfei thanked him first, and then said the request in his heart.

"You want to?"

Mills immediately guessed what was in his mind and smiled in response, "Okay, I see." ”

"Hmm."

Deng Hongfei first cast a grateful look, and then ran silently towards the front.

He could feel the disdain in Fournier's eyes and in his movements, and he was tired of it.

After getting to the low post, Mills signaled to Burrece Dior and others to pull the formation, and then decisively passed to Deng Hongfei, who asked for the ball in the low post.

Spurs on the bench.

Both Udoka and Popovich couldn't help but squint their eyes when they saw this.

I saw Deng Hongfei leaning firmly on Fournier and said in the same words: "I will turn my back in a while." ”

"Oh, just come."

Fournier scoffed disdainfully.

However, before he could speak, Deng Hongfei took one foot like lightning, and his whole body turned and accelerated like a spinning top!

He wiped over the unprepared Fournier alive, leaving only the basket in front of him.

Faried quickly came over to help, and jumped up the moment Deng Hongfei jumped.

Excellent bounce and explosiveness, complemented by a fierce defensive momentum.

Ordinary players will be afraid of such a terrifying aura.

But Deng Hongfei held back his strength, picked up the basketball with one hand, and condensed huge strength in his waist and abdomen to control his balance.

"Ahh

At the moment of confrontation, Deng Hongfei let out an impassioned roar that resounded through the stadium.

The power of all his body was unleashed with this roar.

Fearless of the ferocity of the "orc" Faried, he commanded the right arm of the ball, dodged the latter's blocked hands in the air, and slammed the ball into it from the side!

"Bang dang!"

"Good!"

In front of the screen, all the Chinese audience suddenly stood up uncontrollably, raised their arms and roared.

The Spurs bench seat is also boiling.

Duncan, Ginobili, and Parker all got up excitedly, raised their towels and shouted and waved them vigorously.

"Awesome, I knew you could."

Shu Xin, who skipped class to watch the game, sat in the dormitory, her ten fingers clasped together, her eyes slightly red, choking back tears, and at the same time smiling......

When he landed, Deng Hongfei pulled the basket hard, his eyes showed the cold and ruthlessness of a killer, turned his head to look at the stunned Fournier, and sneered, "Maybe I'm still a little bit behind the old fritters like Wilson Chandler in terms of strength, but you, a second-year rookie, really don't have the qualifications to show off." ”

The cold words of return are built on the domineering performance.

Fournier was incredulous, and his brain went blank at the same time.

He did not understand why this Chinese turned around so quickly.

"He's like a papier-mâché in front of Chandler?!" Fournier's eyes were glazed, and he faintly heard Chandler sneering not far away, "So you are inferior to him." ”

The ridicule from his teammates made Fournier's mood feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He was involved in the attack in a frustrated way, but clearly out of shape.

Suddenly, I felt that my arm was pulled to the side hard, and my body was pulled over, and then I heard Chandler's forced tone, "Change your position, you don't have the ability to beat this Asian boy." ”

Chandler also had to continue to educate Deng Hongfei.

Only now, the latter's eyes are like a red-eyed killer, ruthless and full of aggression and ruthlessness.

Chandler's position was still strong, but he also felt the power coming from behind him as strong as ever.

After receiving the ball from a teammate.

He twisted his waist a few times and chose to face the basket.

The broad and well-developed deltoid muscles still strongly barred Deng Hongfei's body.

Take a few steps and lift up with one foot, and raise the fire to the sky!

Deng Hongfei's leg muscles were already tense to the extreme, and he tried his best to resist Chandler's strong body like steel cast iron.

At the moment when the latter held the basketball high and threw it lightly, he gritted his teeth and burst out with determination that bordered on paranoia.

With a height of 1.97 meters and an arm span of 2.10 meters, he pulls onions on dry land and lifts off like a rocket.

The five fingers spread out and poked towards the ball that rose and spun in the air.

He felt as if his outstretched arm was about to tear apart from his shoulder.

But there was only one thought left in his head, and he wanted to stop this basketball from going up.

The game seems to have gone into slow motion.

Deng Hongfei and basketball rose at the same time.

And little by little, little by little.

Ultimately...... The basketball rubbed the tip of Deng Hongfei's middle finger and changed the trajectory!