After the game restarted, Chris Mullin took the initiative to face Meng Xu outside the 3-point line, although he is 37 years old, Chris Mullin is still the current first-class shooter in the league, although his off-ball ability is not as good as Reggie Miller, but his ball-handling offense is much stronger than Reggie Miller, even now it is the first-class among all the league's forward guards.

"Little one, Larry is very interested in you." Chris Mullin bowed slightly, slapped the basketball, and looked at Meng Xu with a smile.

"Larry Bird?" Meng Xu's afterglow glanced at Larry Bird, who was sitting on the bench, Larry Bird's face was deep at the moment, and he couldn't tell that he was the same person as the "tease" in the system space.

Almost instantly, Chris Mullin lowered the center of his body and dribbled to the left.

"It's too slow." Meng Xu, who was close to Chris Mullin, muttered a sentence in his mouth, maybe it was related to age, compared with those new generation of forward defenders, Chris Mullin's start speed is too slow, this kind of breakthrough for Meng Xu is almost slow, and it is not threatening at all.

After the breakthrough failed, Chris Mullin made an emergency stop, ignored Meng Xu in front of him at all, and jumped directly on the spot.

After seeing Chris Mullin's offensive options, Meng Xu was also a little surprised, when his height and arm span were obviously not dominant, he just shot at the defender, isn't it uncomfortable.

It's just that after the jump, Meng Xu was shocked by Chris Mullin's shooting action, Chris Mullin's right side of his body was facing Meng Xu, his back was slightly back, and then he used his left hand to shoot.

In this case, even if Meng Xu's arm span is 20 centimeters long, there is no way to interfere with Chris Mullin's shooting, and Meng Xu can only watch Chris Mullin shoot the basketball and then hit the basket.

"Oh, nice shots, Chris is still that all-powerful God left hand." Chris Mullin's brilliant shot also won the applause of the audience.

"This kind of shooting is really weird." Meng Xu crossed his hands on his hips and looked at Chris Mullin, who had already retreated, and was also a little helpless.

"What's wrong, Meng?" Tim Duncan, who ran from the penalty area, patted Meng Xu on the back.

"It's okay, it's okay." Seeing Duncan's big hand, the big poisonous hand in Anna's mouth, Meng Xu was a little hairy, and he couldn't remember how many times Anna had said it, how many handsome players were touched bald by Duncan's big hand, and when he thought that he might become a bald scoop, Meng Xu felt a chill.

"He's a headache for both Jordan and Magic, and it's normal that you can't stop him." Duncan's big hand was just about to put it on Meng Xu's head, Meng Xu ran away, Duncan stared at his hand and looked at it twice, my hands are not dirty, why is this guy like this every time.

When the Spurs attacked, this time it became Jalen Rose who defended Meng Xu, and Jalen Rose had no advantage over Meng Xu's height and arm span, but suffered very much in weight, and in the first quarter of the game, Meng Xu was repeatedly squeezed out of the defensive position by Jalen Rose.

Meng Xu just passed half time, and Jalen Rose posted it, and it seemed that he was going to press Meng Xu all over the court.

"What is he doing?" Seeing Jalen Rose pressing Meng Xu all over the court, Popovich also looked at Larry Bird with some confusion. Meng Xu has no ball in his hands, and he is relatively low in the Spurs' offensive order, so it is a bit incredible to press such a player.

"Boy, let's have fun with the two of us in the next game." After pasting Meng Xu, after successfully blocking Avery Johnson's pass route to Meng Xu, Jalen Rose did not forget to make sarcastic remarks.

"Why does this guy have so much strength." After constantly being squeezed out of position by Jalen Rose in the battle for position, Meng Xu gave up the idea of waiting for the ball on the spot and began to walk with Jalen Rose.

"I see, this old guy is too insidious." After seeing Mario Elie's 3-pointer hit the iron, Popovich cursed Larry Bird in the distance.

After Meng Xu couldn't get rid of Jalen Rose and posed a threat to the Pacers on the outside, the Pacers also began to shrink their defense on the court, sandwiching Tim Duncan and David Robinson, and letting the Spurs' remaining two outside linemen, Avery Johnson and Mario Elie, shoot on the outside, but these two guys are really not competitive, and they can't shoot if they let them shoot.

"It would be nice if Mario and Avery had the 3-point ability of Meng." Assistant coach Mike on the side? Budenholzer also sighed. That's the sadness of the Spurs, who have David Robinson and Tim Duncan, two top interior players, have countless opportunities on the outside, but what the Spurs lack now is the ability to make 3 points. The current Spurs average 12 3-point shots per game are at the bottom of the league, and Meng Xu alone accounts for half of these 12 3-point shots. Except for Meng Xu, none of the Spurs' other outside players shot more than 35% from 3-point range, and Avery Johnson was even lower at an outrageous 11%.

"Running without the ball." Just in Popovich and Mike? Budenholzer was frustrated by the Spurs' ability to win a weak 3-point game. Larry Bird's assistant coach jotted down this passage in a small notebook.

After two consecutive 3-pointers from Avery Johnson and Mario Elie, the rebound was grabbed by Pacers power forward Dale Davis.

"Meng, you're playing too soft." After being hit twice by Chris Mullin with the same shot, Avery Johnson ran to Meng Xu's side. "Are you afraid of physical confrontation? Or do you want to respect the old and love the young, because the other party is an old man, so you don't want to physically collide with him? ”

"This." After hearing Avery John's words, Meng Xu also looked at the bench, and Popovich was looking at himself with an iron face.

"If you were like this, the coach would definitely let you go." Avery Johnson squeezed his eyes at Meng Xu and ran away.

"Boy, it's futile to do this." Seeing Meng Xu post it again, Chris Mullin was a little excited, there are too few such stubborn little guys in the current alliance.

However, this time Meng Xu's defense is a little different, compared with the previous two times, Meng Xu sticks tighter, and is constantly working harder, trying to make Chris Mullin lose his balance, although Meng Xu's strength is not advantageous compared with most players in the league, but the object of comparison is indeed Chris Mullin, who is 37 years old and on the verge of retirement. And Chris Mullin himself is not a player who is known for his strength, especially the strength of his lower limbs has always been one of his shortcomings.

After a few attempts in a row that he couldn't break through and couldn't turn and jump, Chris Mullin finally passed the ball out.