Chapter 401: The arena is like a battlefield

"No amount of praise is enough to describe W's performance, let's listen to the voices of the scene! What can you hear? Nothing! That's what W brings! ”

"If W were to play DOTA, I think the best hero he would play would be the Silencer. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info This guy has imposed 'silence' on the airline sports center arena. It's a situation I can't relate to the noisy first quarter. ”

Under the leadership of Wang Weiyu, the Imperial team overtook the score in the second quarter and led until the end of the first half. The score is 54-49, and the Kings have a five-point lead over the Cowboys playing at home. It can't help but be reminded of the pre-match joke – these are two teams that won't be playing at home.

"Dirk, I miss you so much." The team was ravaged by Wang Weiyu, Cooper said with remembrance. The German beside him smiled helplessly, "You and I both know that even if I'm there, I can't stop that guy." "This hateful guy is going to retire and retire, why should he come back? He has nothing left to prove! Cooper gritted his teeth.

Alva made the final deployment in the break room, "Merris, W has already carried the game, now it's your turn." It's up to you to kill the game, you're the soul of the team and you're obligated to do that. ”

"But..."Merris didn't have confidence in himself, he just felt that Wang Weiyu could continue to fight. Alva said: "W has done what he should have done and you have done nothing, this is obviously not an example of what a soul person should do, I want you to cheer up." ”

"Yes! I'm going to kill the game! I'm going to let everyone leave Dallas with victory! Merris shouted. Alva laughed, "Very good. ”

"Did you miss me? Dick. Merris returned to her old self and greeted McGuire with a smile. McGuire sneered: "How can someone who is so bad that he is frozen by the coach still be so happy?" It's been an absolutely sad month for me. ”

Merris smiled: "Fortunately, I'm not you, it's just a trivial matter to be sad for half a month, I've seen a lot of battles, not like you with a glass heart, just now it's the first round, now it's the second round, I will win it back, you don't have to be in a hurry to question it, you will know right away, I never say empty words." ”

Let him get to know himself again, Merris. Wang Weiyu threw the ball over, thinking so in his heart.

Low post on the left, Merris catches the ball. With two back-to-back hits in a row, McGuire took two big steps back in a row, and he couldn't stop Merris. Then, Merris made a shaft with his left foot, took a sharp step with his right foot, and turned sideways to hook his hand. Merris's hook was known to the whole league, and McGuire immediately jumped up to block.

It's a feint. Shaking McGuire, Merris took a step forward with his right foot, gave way to McGuire's torso, and gently licked up with his left hand to softly put the ball into the basket.

"Thank you for giving me back my confidence, I wish I could play against you every night." "If it could come true, I would be the greatest center of all time," Merris said. "Bastard!" McGuire blushed when he was remarked, but he couldn't refute it, so he had to curse a swear word.

Ivan Ferron comforted McGuire a few words and tried to calm him down, "Vladimir, it seems that the other side has adjusted, from now on, we have to face them head-on." "I'm fine, what about you?" Kozlovsky asked. Fei Long smiled: "I'm even more fine. ”

Ferron's perimeter threat has always been a thorn in the king's ranks. He is a rare player that even Montgomery can't restrict. In this respect, he is the same as Wiig Johnson and others. His style belongs to the genre that Montgomery can't handle.

Not to mention, he also likes to call pick-and-roll. Kozlowski is one of the league's best pick-and-rolls, and his wall is thick and solid. After blocking people, he can cut inside and outside, and he is really unguardable.

Wood misjudged Kozlowski and thought he would cut inside, but he got to the free-throw line to catch the ball, and Wood walked away from him and shot on the spot. Kozlowski couldn't have missed such an easy shot, and he hit the shot.

"Brother Meng, it's still the same sentence, don't push it too hard." Wang Weiyu said. Montgomery nodded and didn't speak, he was unhappy with his defense.

With the two sides in place, Merris continued to receive the ball in the low post, and he played well in this position, and McGuire could not pose any threat to him. Ferron watched, he wanted to help his teammates, but he was afraid that Merris would activate Montgomery because of this.

Lenovo Montgomery's previous hit rate, Ferron gritted his teeth and passed. Montgomery was waiting for this moment, "Merris! "Let him pay!" Merris shouted out of the ball. "Of course!" Montgomery catches the ball and shoots, "You damn bug!" Don't underestimate me! ”

"Montgomery's three-point ~~~~ hit! It's not going to be easy! Ferron made a mistake in his defensive selection, and he miscalculated Montgomery's touch, which gave the Kings an eight-point lead over the Cowboys. ”

"In the second half, Merris quickly entered the state, the Imperial team adjusted in time, and in the first half, he relied on W's personal ability to achieve a comeback from behind, and now he has to use Merris's strength to lock in the victory."

Superstars can decide the game. However, collective performance can determine the trend of the game, and no matter how strong the individual performance is, if it cannot lead others, it can only fall short.

This is clear to both sides. Ferron wanted to do what to do, chasing points and juggling his teammates when he was behind, and he decided to activate his own shooter first. At this time, the Cowboys' shooter Bob Lavelley was suffering from Raglan's mental pollution.

"A character like you is destined to be overlooked, don't think about the game, let's talk about life, how about the girl in Dallas?" Raglan asked. Where will Lavelli accompany him to talk nonsense? I don't like him at all, but Raglan keeps talking about it...

"Bob!" Ferron passes. Lavelli catches the ball and shoots. Just as he was making his move, Raglan yelled, "Be careful! Don't go in! You'll be hated by the girls in Dallas if you scored this goal! "What the is this logic?" Whether or not he was interfered with, Lavelli missed the goal.

"Great! Almost scared me to death, this ball made you shoot and you still have to be scolded to death? Raglan looked happy, "Bob, thank you for not entering, next time I come to Saravo I will take you to meet the girl of Saravo, and I will guarantee that I will be more energetic than Dallas." "Who the is going to that kind of place!" Lavelly said angrily.

Raglan said: "You incomprehensible fellow, you really don't know what to do, how many people kneel and beg me to take him, I don't want to, you don't want it?" Don't want it, don't want it, do you think I'm going to beg you? Don't think I'll beg you as soon as you let me go, the god of shooting baskets never bows down and begs for people. "Shut the fuck!" Lavelli was so angry that he wanted to hit him.

"Gentleman!" Merris was addicted to passing, first giving Montgomery one, and now to Raglen.

"Huh? Ball? For the first time, Raglan had the urge not to catch the ball, because he was talking about it, "It's really not the right time for you to let me go, how can I be embarrassed to take revenge?" ”

"What do you want?" Lavelly thinks that Raglen's character is okay, although it is a little verbose, but who knows if Saravo's girl is really better than Dallas? Maybe he's right...

"Raglan has made a move!"

He's shot!

Shot!

Hands up!

Finish...

Lavili's eyes widened in disbelief, "You! You! You!!!! ”

"I'm sorry, but it's like a battlefield." Raglan made a look of bitter remorse, and then, the ball went in.