Chapter 57: The First Scoring Champion!
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On the court, Gu Yu, who has the privileged ability, is full of firepower, and every time he gets the ball, his body seems to be operating automatically, making absolutely inexplicable offensive movements with great precision.
Although the skills disappeared at this time, Gu Yu could not regain those abilities for the time being. But the human body is wonderful, and after experiencing it once, his hands, feet, and torso have memorized some of these feelings.
"Having skills can not only turn things around at critical moments, but also allow the body to better adapt to supernatural abilities. If I have these skills for a long time, even if it is only one or two of them, it will definitely help me a lot to improve my strength! β
Gu Yu knows very well that there is still a big gap between his own strength and that of a real star. Not to mention the main lineup, with his current confrontation ability, it is unknown whether he can enter the team rotation.
With the foundation of this game, it is theoretically not a problem for Gu Yu to stay in the team. But something similar has happened in history, where players who have played dominantly in the minor leagues have not been able to use their technical characteristics when they actually enter the NBA. There are definitely not a few people who have left the NBA in disgrace.
Although he already had the "sweet spot" ability before, Gu Yu knew that it was far from enough, and today's game was a good example. After entering the NBA, all the opponents' coaches are the top basketball experts in the world. The coaches know exactly where the players in the opposing team like to shoot and where they shoot.
Just the assistant coach of the Mavericks has already used tactics to limit himself to not score a single point. When you really get to the NBA arena, do you Gu Yu still want to score? Pipe dream!
It's hard to say how effective the mysterious "short-board sniffing enhancement system" will be. The "skills" that Gu Yu had actually experienced at the moment were undoubtedly the best way for him to quickly improve his strength.
At the end of the day, the NBA, like all athletic arenas, is a battleground where the jungle is the strong. The only ones who can finally gain a foothold in this arena are those who are strongest.
"To be the strongest ......"
In the TV picture, the timeout ended, the Kings kicked off the sideline, and Jett dribbled to about 10 seconds at the top of the arc and began to start playing.
"If you want to be the top scorer, you have to be strong......!"
"Whoosh!"
After blocking the high post, Jett did not pass the ball to the dismantled Whiteside after dribbling, but gave a knockback to the strong side basket.
DeMarcus Cousins, back singles.
"What a strong physical confrontation!"
Through the close-up footage, Gu Yuzai carefully observed the physical confrontation between Cousins and the Maverick center, and couldn't help but gasp.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
It was as if two boxers were competing, and Cousins and his opponent were both punches to the flesh, and every physical impact brought great visual shock. When he was on the court, Gu Yu didn't have such a deep understanding of how cruel the NBA-level inside confrontation was.
And this physical confrontation ......
"I ...... Will it hold out? β
"Turn around! DeMarcus Cousins turns around and walks in the middle! In the last two seconds, the hook hand shot...... Come in!! Tie! The two sides are tied! Overtime! We're about to go overtime for the championship game!! β
βYEEEEEEEESββοΌοΌβ
On the screen, Cousins, who had completed the redemption blow, was surrounded by the players, raising his arms and shouting.
"Hoo ......"
On the hospital bed, Gu Yu also let out a sigh of relief and slowly closed his eyes.
You can't just rely on skills.
In Gu Yu's mind, he kept recalling every attack he felt in the "privileged time" just now, and his hands even involuntarily raised and made a shooting action in the air.
To be the king and the hegemon......
"You have to ...... on your own!"
"Gu!"
In his ears, the team doctor's shout sounded, Gu Yu opened his eyes, and the team doctor's big face came to his eyes.
"Why do I rely on you to kiss me or what???"
Gu Yu was so frightened that he bounced up.
ββ¦β¦ You're a little bit about the same. β
The team doctor said with a black line on his face: "How is your body feeling?" After glucose intake, you should recover a little. β
"Hmm...... Much better! β
Gu Yu turned his head to look at his side, the drip hanging needle was still on his arm, and every drop of nutrient solution ingested made his mind clearer.
"Now, I'm going to talk about it."
The team doctor said: "As far as my personal job responsibilities are concerned, I definitely do not recommend you to play at this time. But you've already agreed with the coach, and I don't want to break the commitment between you. β
With a "hmph" sound, he took out a piece of paper and handed it to Gu Yu, the team doctor took out another pen from his pocket, put it in Gu Yu's hand and said, "This is 'life and death', which is a bit exaggerated, but that's what we call it in the industry." β
Well......?
Gu Yu looked at it, and there was indeed a similar exemption clause written on the paper, to the effect that Gu Yu continued to play, it was a joint decision between him and the coach, and the team doctor had fulfilled his duty to remind him.
"Is that an exaggeration......?" Gu Yu was a little surprised.
"It's to save my job." The team doctor nodded, pointed to the pen and said, "Sign it." β
After signing the agreement twice, Gu Yu looked up at the screen.
ββ¦β¦ Strike! Bois is amazing, another mid-range player! Mavericks overtake by 1 point! This little man is really explosive! β
"behind?? No, I have to play! β
As he spoke, Gu Yu had already pulled out the needle, and when he got out of bed, his legs and feet were weak, and he almost fell directly to the ground.
"Hey, be careful!"
The team doctor hurriedly stepped forward to help, and the words of persuasion came to his mouth, but he finally swallowed it back.
Because of Gu Yu, he was already tidying up his hairstyle......
"Then I...... Go? β
After getting a haircut, Gu Yu looked at the team doctor.
ββ¦β¦ Go ahead, go ahead, save me the trouble of watching here. β
The team doctor was also helpless, waving his hand and not looking at Gu Yu.
"Haha! Wait until I plant the banner of victory on the hill! β
Gu Yu smiled and winked at the team doctor, turned around and walked out of the locker room.
"This kid is really ......"
Looking at Gu Yu's departing back, he still stumbled one step at a time, and the team doctor shook his head angrily and funny: "It seems like ......."
Listening to Gu Yu's grinning call, in front of the team doctor, Gu Yu's back coincided with a person he hadn't seen for several years.
"The man on that Kings team who was the least visible, but who was the leader of the team's locker room. Doug...... You, there is a successor......! β
At the entrance of the players' tunnel, the game was the last timeout.
"Alas...... The Kings are still short of pitchers! β
Some fans shook their heads and sighed: "At this time, everyone knows that the king will give the ball to DeMarcus, it's too easy to defend!" β
"Not really!" Another fan nodded and said, "It's a pity, the hairstyle brother can't get on without physical strength, otherwise, the king's tactics can be much richer!" β
"By the way, how's the hairstyle brother? Is there a report? A fan asked.
"How can there be a report, he is not a big name, everyone just casually echoes and coaxes, it's rare to see him break out once."
An emperor who understands the ball sneered and laughed: "In my opinion, his body is worse than me, after such a high-intensity confrontation, he will definitely not be able to play, it is strange to be able to play!" I said you, don't listen to the wind or the rain, what about getting sixty or seventy points in this kind of low-level competition? When it comes to the regular season, it's not like I'm still being pressed to the ground......"
ββ¦β¦ What are you doing when you're being pinned to the ground? Yes?! β
Before the Emperor of the Ball finished speaking, a scolding sounded at the entrance of the player's passage: "The one with glasses over there, you come down for me, I want to talk to you about the prostitute monk!" β
ββ¦β¦ I'm coming back!! β
Everyone turned around and saw the big blind back at a glance.
"Hairstyling brother is back!!"
ββ¦β¦ Well?? β
On the bench of the two teams on the sidelines, the two coaches who were talking about tactics frantically stopped moving. The corners of Westfaal's mouth were full of smiles, and he turned his head to look at the thin figure, but he felt as if he was looking at a giant.
A Hulk that will never fall, the Incredible Hulk!
"Sons ......"
Pulling the last strand of disobedient hair back, Gu Yu raised his eyes, crossed his hands on his hips and said loudly: "Dad is back!" β
ββ¦β¦ Wow-!! β
The cheers soared into the sky, and many fans jumped up directly from their seats, waving their fists at Gu Yu and shouting.
βBOOOOOOOββοΌοΌβ
Of course, there are also many fans who are very dissatisfied with Gu Yu's high profile, and they have no choice but to drown out the shouts and can't set off much wind and waves.
"Thank you! Thanks a lot! The one over there who booed me, yes, it's you! FXXKOFFοΌ β
thanked and scolded all the way, Gu Yu walked to the king's bench like a star, and when he was about to reach the edge of his seat, his legs and feet were weak, and he almost fell to the ground.
"I'll rely on you to be fine?!!"
Cousins hurriedly stepped forward to help, but Gu Yu knelt on one knee with his head on the floor and raised one hand, making Cousins's movements pause.
"No need, this is my posture."
Gu Yu slowly raised his head and said, "Terminator, have you seen it?" β
ββ¦β¦ your Schwarzenegger was not dressed at the time, okay! β
The crowd fainted en masse.
"Okay, don't make a fuss, Coach!"
I don't know who I'm asking to stop making trouble, Gu Yu walked up to Westfale and said, "Have you arranged your tactics?" Where do I shoot?? β
Evans was not happy and shouted, "You make a......"
"Sweet spot."
Westphall interrupted Evans with a little on the board: "The scoring area you showed in the fourth quarter was too wide for them to do a targeted defense. The most dangerous place is the safest place, so, sweet spot! β
"Just what I want!" Gu Yu nodded heavily.
"So ......"
Looking at the rookies united, Westphall said, "Champion, scoring champion, we Sacramento...... It's all set! Tell me out loud, what are we......??? β
β1γ2γ3β¦β¦ KIIIIIIIIIIIIINGSββοΌοΌοΌ β
Kings, reload!
"Beep-beep!"
The referee's whistle blows, and in the last 16 seconds of the game, the Kings have the ball.
The Mavericks lead by 1 point, and as long as they defend this ball, the championship will belong to Dallas.
Kickoff!
Cousins sent a sideline ball, the Kings starburst away, and the moment Jett held the ball, Jeremy Lin immediately posted it.
"Don't think about scoring!"
Jeremy Lin's eyes are like iron.
"Uh...... I really don't want to score ......"
Jett was stunned for a moment, and sent a hand-to-hand pass.
Cousins came in to pick up the ball, and after getting the ball, he stood outside the three-point line at the top of the arc and swept his eyes.
Weak side ribs, Gu Yu cut in!
"It's this trick again, aren't you bothered!!"
Boibis scolded and stuck it on, but before he could pull Gu Yu's jersey, the oily head in front of him suddenly turned out.
It's the bottom corner!
I have already suffered this loss once before, where will Boibis be fooled, and immediately follow quickly. But after running for less than two steps, there was a shout from his teammates behind him.
"It's an inside line! Bag clamp ahhhh β
What the......?!
Boibis didn't expect that Gu Yu was actually just a disguise, and when he looked back, Whiteside under the basket was already reaching out to catch the ball, and the Maverick defender next to him was also pulled away by Gu Yu's running.
Can't let him dunk!
The big white side took the ball in this position, and the Maverick was waiting for death, and Boubois quickly turned around on the spot, stretching out his long arm and stabbing down hard.
"Whoosh......!"
Just as his fingers were about to touch the basketball, Whiteside grabbed the ball first, and without looking, opened his hand to pass the ball over Boobwa's head.
Who is it?!
Who's answering?!!
The whole Mavericks team is in turmoil, and everyone is looking back to find their defensive object, for fear of burying the game because of their mistakes.
Only Boibouis, reflexively reaching out into the air and trying in vain to break the ball, already knew the result.
This angle, this position, this direction, this routine of high lob passing, this ball......
"It's for the oil head......!!!
"Hoo ......!!!"
In the back of his head, the wind suddenly sounded.
"Toot-!!"
The synthesized sound sounded over the pitch, and at this moment, this majestic sound sounded like a death knell in Bouboare's ears.
Finished.
Before he could turn around, Boibis had closed his eyes.
In the end, it was still put on the table.
What pretense, what running, what involves defense, what high and low post interior coordination, all are fake.
As long as that guy is on the field......
"How could the Kings possibly let someone else shoot......?"
ββ¦β¦ Swish! β
When the basketball goes through the net
People all over the world who are following this game know that the dust has settled.
"The scoring champion and the champion belong to the king, because the whole world is not the king's land......"
In the stadium, everything was silent, and in the dead atmosphere, no one made a sound.
Only the staggering oily head dragged heavy steps to the center of the field, pointed to the sky with one hand, and beat his chest with the other, and said loudly: "The king is on the march, and there is no grass......!!! β
Three seconds later.
ββ¦β¦ Wow!! β