Chapter 499: Great Style

There seemed to be a smell of defeat in the air, and everyone smelled it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a game you can't afford to lose. If the Imperial Team, which lacks major generals, drags on the game to the seventh game, it has no chance of winning. We will see tonight, we can't win the trophy at home, we lose away from home.

"Sam, Saravo is going to lose." In the audience on the second floor, a curly-haired young man said to an emaciated man. The man named Sam looked at the score, and yes, it looked like it was a lost. But the man wouldn't give up. Sam's gaze fell on the Kings' No. 7, "Tate, the game isn't over yet, is it?" Until the end of the game, the outcome is still unknown. ”

"You really have faith in them." Tate laughed. Sam couldn't answer his words. He was a useless wasteman, and one night nine years ago, he wanted to kill himself. It was that number 7 that saved him.

Sam believed Wang Weiyu, "You don't even give up on me, how can you give up this game?" ”

"Heads up, guys, it's not over yet." Alva muttered. In fact, Alva has no confidence in the game. The Emperor team has been able to fight against the Celtics with the remnants so far, one is the overall super-level performance, and the other is that Wang Weiyu has repeatedly turned the tide.

How much strength does Wang Weiyu have left now? Alva looked at Wang Weiyu, who hung his head, and sighed secretly. The coach still had to do what a coach should do, he set out some basic things, and then the timeout ended.

When everyone stood up, Wang Weiyu realized that the timeout was over. He threw the towel onto the bench and strode after the others, "Brothers, wait a minute, brothers. "Boss?" Montgomery looked at him. Wang Weiyu said: "Does anyone still think we can win? "Me!" Raglan said decisively: "You only need to shoot three three-pointers to overtake." ”

"Good advice." Wang Weiyu smiled, "Is there anything else?" Montgomery said, "I don't know if we can win, but we haven't lost yet. "I always hoped that tonight was our last game of the season, and now it's the same, and I hope it's the last." Marley Cecil said.

Finally, there was Jeff Hogan, who said: "You know, I'm a substitute, I've never played that much time, let alone such an important game. It's only one time in my career and I hope to win, and if we end up winning, it's going to be the best fight of my career." ”

"Okay, 90 seconds left." Wang Weiyu used a voice that only he could hear, "7 points..."

Wang Weiyu took his teammate's serve, patted it gently, and slowly dribbled it. Otard waited for Wang Weiyu to arrive, and said: "I really admire you, obviously there will be no good results, but you still do your best." "Life in the world is not about what you get, but about how much you give in the process." While dribbling the ball, Wang Weiyu said softly: "After the game, if I am so tired that I can't stand the ground, then no matter what the result is, I can tell everyone that I have done my best." ”

"Besides, how do you know it's not going to end well? Can you see the future? Wang Weiyu asked. Otard said, "No one can change the results that God has ordained." ”

"It's funny, when did you change your name to God?" After all the gossip, Wang Weiyula straightened his body, crossed his right foot under his feet, and his body agitated. The moment Otard's center of gravity was wiped out, Wang Weiyu saw a flaw in the defense. Wang Weiyu will never let go of any opportunity, right now!

Otard followed Wang Weiyu, "The pace is already so slow, what can you do?" As the words came into his ears, a smile flashed on the corner of Wang Weiyu's mouth, and he took off under the cover of Otard and Duruk.

"How dare you make a move if you're so slow?" Duruk waved his long arm to give Wang Weiyu a hat. At the moment when his hand touched the ball, Wang Weiyu's hand holding the ball suddenly accelerated, and instantly pushed off Duruk's arm. Duruk thus rubbed Wang Weiyu's arm, and the familiar whistle sounded in his ears. Immediately afterwards, Wang Weiyu's waved hand continued to sink and successfully scored the goal on Duruk's head.

The Jacques Arena, which had been dull for a long time, erupted in an astonishing roar. The fans exploded, they had been suppressed for too long and could finally speak up for the home team.

Wang Weiyu's teammates on the field surrounded him, and they all said good balls.

"If W adds a free throw, it's only four points away, Carmen, what do you think Saravo's chances are?" Kelsen asked.

Carmen didn't answer the question directly: "I've seen a story and probably asked impossible, 'Where are you?' It is impossible to answer, 'In the dreams of the incompetent'. "Interesting, do you want to say that anything is possible?" Kelsen asked with a smile. Carmen said, "No, I mean, W is not incompetent. ”

"Huh!" Wang Weiyu added a penalty and the audience applauded.

This time the attack took only 14 seconds, and there were 76 seconds left in the game.

"You're such a good opponent, come back next year, I'll wait for you here." Otard seemed to be saying goodbye to his opponent.

Wang Weiyu pounced, thinking he could pounce on the ball. Otard turned around, dodged Wang Weiyu, and got up to shoot the ball. in, but unfortunately he stepped on the line, it was a 2-pointer.

A lot of people stood up. This attack is crucial. One minute, 5 points, if you don't go in, big things will go.

"Wei Yu..."Qin Wei clasped her hands together, she was not religious, but she had nothing to do but pray. For her, this is the only thing she can do for Wang Weiyu.

The difference is 5 points, and it only takes a 3-pointer to score 2 points. 3 points: 3 points, 1 point is indispensable. Wang Weiyu is determined to score 3 points, whether it is to shoot a 3-pointer or rush in and play a 2+1, he will have 3 points.

"You, like me, only believe in yourself when it matters most. Even if you want to pass the ball now, do you have someone you can trust? Otard's trash talk gushed on. Although Wang Weiyu was irritable, he could only suppress the unhappiness in his heart at the moment, because there were more important things to do.

The more critical the moment, the more flawed Otard's defense that relied on his individual talent became. Wang Weiyu searched carefully and waited for an opportunity to attack.

Weak side! Wang Weiyu found the right position, started quickly, and passed first. Otard slowed down, lost most of his position, and turned to chase, "What else can you do?" Wang Weiyu was full of obsession, with only the basket in his eyes, and he rushed in like the last round.

Duruk and Otafa caught him in the middle. Wang Weiyu has four arms on the top of his head, and the space for the layup has been locked, and he has to use a twisted shooting stance to run the ball up. Wang Weiyu was remorseful, he shouldn't have been so aggressive. At this moment, the voice of a teammate was heard in my ears.

"W, I'm here!"

With no choice, Wang Weiyu once again chose to trust his teammates. Turn the ball into your hand and throw it at the source of the sound.

In the bottom left corner, Raglan Dahler catches the ball for a three-pointer. He was pounced on by Outaka. The referee blew the whistle on time, and even if it didn't score, it was a three-point foul.

"Go ahead! In the name of the god of basketball, kiss the Nets! Raglan lay on the ground and watched as the ball landed in the basket.

The moment the ball entered the basket, it was like a frying. The bullet exploded in the Jacques Arena, and the audience roared wildly.

"Incredible! Raglan Dahler hits an incredible pivotal three-pointer! The referee signals for a defensive foul on Gnacy Outaka! The goal is valid, and there is a penalty! It's incredible! Kelsen exclaimed excitedly.

The players of the Imperial Team on the field stood up one by one with handsome towels, their faces were red, and green tendons appeared on their foreheads, as if they had shot them themselves.

Raglan laughed, and he laughed more than anyone else on the ground. Wang Weiyu ran over and stretched out his hand to him, "Raglan, it's great to be teammates with you!" Raglan took his hand and stood up, and the two hugged each other gently, "Me too, W!" ”

"Now, go get that damn ball in." "Of course, a perfect shot requires a perfect finish."

Raglan lived up to expectations and added a penalty to give him a one-point difference.

"Brothers, do you feel it? We're just one successful defense away from the championship, come on! Take all the power and we have no problem! Absolutely nothing! Remember our efforts along the way! Remember tonight, we are approaching greatness! ”

Wang Weiyu confronted Otard and shouted loudly.

Right! That's it! Boost morale! Defend with all your might! Alva pursed his lips, perhaps not recognizable from his face, but from his clenched fists, he was more nervous than anyone else.

"I'm glad to see that you've lost a smile on your face." Wang Weiyu's trash talk is always so sudden.

"Shut up!" Otard said, a tentative step swayed Wang Weiyu's defensive center of gravity, and then deceived Wang Weiyu with a shooting feint to start blocking. Bending down and walking straight to the weak side, the moment it starts, it is still the first explosive speed in the alliance.

Wang Weiyu's catch-up is also not slow. Everyone knows what it means for Otard to break through success. Otard has the league's highest finishing percentage under the basket, higher than the interior and the most of any player in the league.

"I knew you were going to show up!" As Ottard soared into the air, Jeff Hogan's block appeared.

Coming prepared, Otard made a move that Hogan will never forget for the rest of his life. With his right hand, like a paintbrush, Otard dragged the basketball in a circle in front of Hogan's eyes, and then threw the ball from under Hogan's armpit.

It's perfect!

"Bang!"

One player, wearing the No. 7 jersey of the Kings, jumped up from behind Hogan, pressed the basketball to the rebound with both hands, and then grabbed it entirely.

Countless fans roared at this moment, and they roared until their voices were hoarse. The invincible Otard Bryan has been stopped!

With 40 seconds left, the Kings trailed by 1 point, and Wang Weiyu controlled the ball.

Otard had never encountered such a scene. An opponent who is far inferior to him, knocked out again and again by him, and then back up again and again.

Always be optimistic, no matter what. What kind of opponent is this? Otard was speechless, and he liked to compare Wang Weiyu with Simon, with Weige, and with Adin. In comparison, they all have better things than Wang Weiyu, but they were all defeated by Bai Jidong.

This Wang Weiyu was also defeated by him. Yes, Wang Weiyu was defeated by him countless times, but he stood up every time.

"Here you go! Why don't you come? Otard saw Wang Weiyu pass the ball again. Wang Weiyu didn't answer him, and after passing the ball, he didn't enter the crowd, and Otard had to chase after him. The ball was in Montgomery's hand and past Raglen's hand. Raglan passes to Cecil. Cecil helps Montgomery block and then gives Montgomery.

The Celtics' overall defensive rotation was perfect, and no one of them missed the defense, preventing the Kings' tactics.

Nearly ten seconds have been wasted trying to run this tactic. On the right side of the three-point line, the ball returned to Wang Weiyu's hands.

“5!”

The audience is counting down, and time is running out for attack.

"Please! Come in! Merris yelled.

Wang Weiyu opened and closed a tentative step, and stepped on the three-point line with his right foot to shake Otard's defense. After taking the retreat step back to a meter away from the three-point line, he leaned back, supported in the air, the posture remained the same, and the ball was dialed!

Otard's defense was perfect, and he reacted and appeared in the air, if it wasn't for Wang Weiyu adding a back, the ball would definitely be covered.

The ball flew too high. The arc is so high that even the speed at which it falls is slower than that of a normal ball. It's less than 2 seconds, but it feels longer than 2 minutes in the eyes of others.

"Bang!"

When the ball hit the front basket, countless people's hearts seemed to be shattered with this sound.

However, it's not over yet. The ball bounced again, landed on the back basket, brushed half a circle, and went in....

“! ¥! ¥! ¥……! ”

"A goal to beat the score! My God! Boston has asked for a timeout! ”

"Otard, it seems that God is on my side." Wang Weiyu said with a smile.

Otard grimaced and walked off the field.

"The situation has changed completely! W dominated the game at the last minute! It's so exciting! Kelsen was so excited that he couldn't stop. Carmen's face was ruddy, and he said excitedly: "If Saravo wins the championship because of this, how great should this goal of W be?" ”

"Otard, are you stinging?" Peggy didn't listen to Max Weir's arrangement and spoke directly to Otard. Otard glared at him. Peggy continued to laugh and said, "I'm glad that someone can finally teach you a lesson, you're so arrogant. "I'm better than him!" Otard's eyes were red. Peggy smiled lightly: "Prove it to me." ”

This feeling. Wang Weiyu's heart was beating extremely fast. Otard is still here, he can't pass the ball, he's going to finish on his own, that's his style.

Because of this, Wang Weiyu was so excited that his mentality accelerated? Wang Weiyu admits that he is not, but he doesn't know what the reason is. Otard's attack was like a storm, and Wang Weiyu wrapped around him like a mad dog, making him uncomfortable.

With 11 seconds left on the clock, Otard made a move to meet Wang's mid-range step-back jumper.

"Huh!"

"Equalize!"

Alva was about to call a timeout, but Wang Weiyu waved at him.

"Don't?" Alva stopped where he was.

Don't pause. That's what it means, right? W。 Alva stopped there, didn't call a timeout, and he thought he was crazy. At the last minute, do nothing and leave the game to the players. No bad coach would do that.

But he did it anyway.

Oddly enough, no one disputed this, as if it were something to be taken for granted.

“W!”

“W!”

“W!”

"Mommy, why do they call Daddy W?" Wang Qingqing asked her mother.

Qin Wei said gently: "Because my father has a name called W." ”“W? Father? Wang Qingqing looked at Wang Weiyu, who had run past half the court.

Time flies.

Wang Weiyu knew why she felt that way. The feeling of excitement from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, the blood boiling all over the body.

Something awaits me ahead... Wang Weiyu decided that this was his moment.

"In a few seconds, the great moment is coming, do you want to say a word as a memento?" In the front, Wang Weiyu said with a smile.

His words irritated Otard. Both moved at the same time. Wang Weiyu dribbled with his right hand and took a step towards the strong side. Otard then filled in the position, and then, Wang Weiyu quickly crossed steps, attacked the weak side, and broke through to the free throw line, less than half a second gap. Wang Weiyu jumped to the highest point and shot.

Otard's defense was a few tenths of a second late, and the ball flew out.

Wang Weiyu was the first to land, and the audience, teammates, opponents, except for him, everyone's eyes on the scene were flying to the basketball in the basket. He was the only one who turned around.

The lights are red!

"Huh!"

"Incredible! W left the back to everyone! The moment he scored, he turned his back to the world! ”

"He did it! He did it! W Whistle Lore! Congratulations to the Saravo Kings for defeating the Boston Celtics to become the overall champion of the 2024-2025 Ultimate League! ”

Jacques Arena is out of control. Young fans celebrated wildly, older fans shed tears, and players hugged each other.

Qin Wei took Wang Qingqing from the VIP seat into the venue.

Wang Weiyu saw them from a long distance. He walked towards them, and Qin Wei came over. Seeing Qin Wei, Wang Weiyu's feelings could no longer be controlled. ran over and hugged Qin Wei, "Ah Wei, my eyes.. It seems to be sweating. ”

Qin Wei burst into tears and sobbed: "Big stupid! That's not sweat, that's tears! Weiyu, it's not sweating, it's you crying! ”

Hearing this, Wang Weiyu bit her lower lip, and the tears that filled her eyes could no longer be stopped. Droplets of overflow.

A few seconds later, Qin Wei gently pushed Wang Weiyu away, "Okay, the boss is still crying and crying, my daughter is watching." "Said it's Khan.." Wang Weiyu said stiffly.

Wang Weiyu saw his parents, brother, and daughter.

"Weiyu, there's an award ceremony, right? Go ahead, we'll see. Wang Weijue said.

So, Wang Weiyu was temporarily separated from her family, and when he returned to the field, his teammates were running towards her. From their expressions, it was clear that these people had bad intentions.

"What do you want to do?"

As soon as Wang Weiyu asked, he was overwhelmed by the crowd. Poor Wang Weiyu was crushed into a meatloaf by her teammates...

"W, you! #! @……”

The praise full of foul language resounded in Wang Weiyu's ears.

"After a brutal game, this year's Ultimate League is coming to an end, and I hereby announce that the Saravo Empires are the champions of the 2024-2025 Ultimate League!" Arthur Shawland, president of the Ultimate Alliance, announced.

“! #! ¥……”

The players of the Saravo Kings are dressed in T-shirts and wait for the announcement of the MVP of the championship. There was no suspense at all, and all the teammates pushed Wang Weiyu close to the front of the stage.

When the winner was announced, Wang Weiyu was pushed to the front by Merris.

"W, congratulations on becoming this year's Finals MVP. It's been a tough year for you, but you're finally standing here and being the biggest winner of the year, do you have anything to say? Xiao Lang asked Wang Weiyu a question.

Wang Weiyu thought for a moment and replied, "I want to thank my coach and teammates, I couldn't stand here without their help. I would also like to thank my family, their support is my biggest motivation on the court, I'm not the MVP, they are. ”

Wang Weiyu saluted the audience, quoting Rabindranath Tagore's famous quote: "My last salute is dedicated to those who know that I am imperfect and still love me!" ”

The atmosphere at Jacques Arena exploded once again, and everyone cheered to end the great night.