The hustle and bustle of the Jacques Arena lasted for half a minute. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info This ball、A turn,As if to vent the grievances of the first two games。

Even a battle-hardened team like the Golden State Braves is a bit enlightened, why is it so crazy? Is it necessary? It's just a difficult three-pointer, and although the follow-up moves are cool, Moy Cook can hit it in minutes.

"It's necessary to quiet these guys." Moy said dissatisfied.

When he said this, the whole team of the Braves spontaneously ran up to play tactics around him. As a transformative shooter, at the heart of the Braves, his actions lead the actions of others.

On the surface, the ball for the Braves was still in Bloomfield's hands, and he tore through the Kings' defense with a frappy one-handed breakaway, while inside, Moy ran quickly, shifted, pulled space high up, and took quick shots to catch the ball.

"31-30, the Kings are careless in defense, Jeromy is very positive, but to defend a player like Moi, it's not enough to be motivated, you have to have a flexible brain, please use your brain, man." Barkley said bluntly.

"Don't listen to that fat man's nonsense." Wang Weiyu stepped forward to reassure Jeromy, "You did a good job, keep it up." ”“YES！” Jeromy replied stiffly.

"Guys, show them our determination." Wang Weiyu shouted. Hearing this, the teammates on the court worked together to cut out the continuous local blocking, and although the defensive rotation of the Warriors was excellent, it was also ruined by such a wonderful cooperation for a while.

Such a chaotic situation is the easiest to find a gap to separate. Wang Weiyu shook George and played the ball with one hand.

It was Jeromy who ran out of position, and before Moy came up, he made a three-point shot, but it didn't go in.

Blue gritted his teeth and got up, grabbing a frontcourt rebound from the Braves' basket. On the other hand, it was one of the few frontcourt rebounds he had. This gentleman's style is extremely sissy, averaging only 0.4 offensive rebounds per game in the regular season.

"I love you to death!" Raglan catches the ball on the outside, *** Tom, and mutters, "Fuck you. Target! Tom jumped up with a blank face, his fingertips touching the ball.

"Rebound!" Tom yelled.

"Bang!" Raglan looked surprised, "How is that possible?" "The situation on the pitch changed so quickly that no one could think too much about it, and the destination of the ball had been predicted by another person in advance.

Wang Weiyu appeared accurately at the landing point and received the ball. Raglan instinctively ran and the ball wasn't going to him, it wasn't going to anyone. It has its own place, it's just guiding someone to follow, catching the ball in that position, and that's it.

The one who was guided, of course, was Raglan. Only he would be so enthusiastic about guiding the ball, being led to the right place, catching the ball, setting up the shot.

Tom didn't stop, and his body reflexively jumped up and blocked, "Oh no! "It's just right! Little Tom! Raglan happily picked it up, jumped into the air, put his hands in the right position, and shot with his right hand.

"It's in..."Wang Weiyu said in his heart, so he returned to the defense in advance, as confident as if he shot the basket himself. Clearly... Obviously, even Raglan, who made a shot, was looking at the trajectory of the ball, but Wang Weiyu, who was out of the way, turned around calmly.

This is no longer a relationship of self-confidence or self-confidence. He has the ability to see the trajectory of the ball, to see where the ball lands, and the eyes never deceive him.

"Huh!" Raglan caught up with Wang Weiyu, "Man, why do you believe that the ball can go in better than me?" "Because I know how hard you work." Wang Weiyu said: "Every point you get is the epitome of hard work, and I believe in your hard work." "Thank you for your trust, brother." Raglan laughed.

The call for the arena grew louder and louder, and Moy couldn't stand it anymore.

To get the ball, Moy pushed forward, and the anger in his eyes was clearly visible to make people feel his agitation.

Jeromy Grant. The Kings' current best defender will be greeted by what may be the most attacking defender in history. The Imperials won't be trapped, and that's a lesson the other 29 teams in the league have learned with their own blood and tears over the past few years — never wrap up on Moi, no matter how accurate he is.

If you wrap him up, are you going to miss George or Tom? Or Bloomfield? Maybe Lenny is a good choice.

Moy's next performance is a testament to the saying about pitchers – even if you're a marksman, you can't throw a damn ball in the hoop when you can't have peace of mind.

Two steps beyond the three-point line, which isn't even Moy's regular range, he pulled up and shot. Jeromy was sure she had sealed his eyes. Although the effect is minimal.

"Bang!" "Very good defense!"

Moe was stunned, Wang Weiyu had already caught the rebound from the inside and launched a fast attack on the Braves' basket.

George desperately caught up before Wang Weiyu fouled and stopped him, "Damn! George reached out, and it turned out to be a shooting foul.

"Huh!" As soon as the penalty was scored, the personnel of the Imperial team were adjusted, and Raglan went down, and Jing Qi and Deyul replaced Blue and Xavi. At the same time, the Braves also replaced Moy with Sean Levine.

Both penalties are in. Wang Weiyu clenched his fists and looked at Moi who walked off the field defiantly, as if to say, "I'm going to be powerful, don't you stay on the court and take a look?" What a pity. ”

Sean decided to break the scoring drought of the Braves, taking advantage of his size, wanting to play big and small, and beat Jeromy in the low post. This is indeed the right choice, if you don't count the help of Umi Qi.

The low-level work with one board and one eye, Jeromy is helpless about it, and there is indeed a gap in figure.

At the moment when the last force arched Jeromy, Jing Qi pounced, stretched out his long arms, and blocked Sean's shot from the basket and flew far away.

"Good shot!" Jeromy pounced and before the ball went out of bounds, he risked flying to save the ball, a move that cheered everyone up. Wang Weiyu dribbled and ran forward, everyone on the court fell behind him, and it was impossible to stop his upcoming performance with fouls.

However, Wang still got away with it. I originally wanted to show off a super long gliding slam dunk in the free throw line, but I slid halfway through, but suddenly found that the amplitude was not enough, so I could only change the dunk to wipe and go up softly.

"Embarrassing..."The cheers of the fans were very enthusiastic, but Wang Weiyu was very annoyed that he didn't score in the way he wanted to use.

"It's okay when you're training......" his mouth was still in pieces, and he couldn't let go of this matter.

Wang Weiyu's embarrassment, ordinary viewers can't see it, Barkley can see it clearly, "W actually made a mistake just now, fortunately, he has good adaptability, otherwise Shaq would have material for this week's five embarrassments." "Oh?" Kenny doesn't notice what was going on.

"W's intention was to do a long-range gliding dunk, but as you can see, he overestimated his gliding distance, so it turned into a layup." Barkley said.

I can't? Wang Weiyu disagreed, in order to prove that he could do it, and the next minute, he looked for an opportunity to steal again.

"It's another imperial moment!" Smith exclaimed excitedly, "The fans can cheer!" We won't let you down! ”

As he said, the fans couldn't wait to roar and see what their most trusted player would bring to them.

Qin Wei stood up, "Weiyu! ”

Wang Weiyu stepped on the previous position with one foot, and once again glided ultra-far, this time, it was completely enough!

"It's now!" Wang Weiyu pulled the ball horizontally, pulled it back, and slammed it in.

"Okay, I'll take my word back, this guy can do it." Barkley exclaimed excitedly.