Chapter 41: The Battle of the Barefoot
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Only the last ball remains. It was still Ludden who attacked with the ball from beyond the three-point line.
Wang Shao was unwilling to lose this game like this, and until now, he has never touched the ball, and it is a shame to say it.
Wang Shao's thinking has been shaken, and the position of the defense has been raised to the premise, one foot in the penalty area, one foot out of the penalty area, which belongs to the ability to defend the block and retreat to stick to the penalty area.
Lu Deng smiled, seeing this situation, he knew that this ball had been won. "Big man, you come out to defend one, in case I throw it again, the vole will lose to my brother-in-law a pair of Kobe boots...... Still not guarded? Just in case I voted again. ā
Lu Deng accelerated the dribble to the position where he threw the ball just now, a sharp stop, forward jump shot, at the moment of jumping, Wang Shao's eyes were fierce, he saw the right time, pounced, jumped up, and built a barrier covering the sky and the sun with his long arms and body: "Brave death." ā
However, when he flew up, he found that Lu Deng folded his body in the air, passed under his armpit, and the basketball flew out of his hand, hitting lightly.
Looking back at Wang Shao, this guy lifted his T-shirt and put it on his head, lowered his head and tied it to the corner of the court, squinting.
No face! Lost five without touching the ball.
"Hey, vole, what am I talking about, Kyoto's number one master! It's my brother-in-law! If you are not convinced, I will ask you if you are convinced? "There needs to be a platform here, and Gu Tingguo is about to jump up and give an impassioned speech.
The vole snorted: "It's just a pair of sneakers, your brother-in-law is a fool, you look at his shooting posture, the blind cat bumps into a dead mouse, and wins this game, it doesn't mean that he has great ability, basketball skills are mutually reinforcing, just like letting Yao Ming defend the little potato, the old cow chases the rabbit, and he can't do it if he has the strength!" We still have someone, Lao Hei Zhuming, who has the ability to let your brother-in-law fight him. ā
"He can't either!"
"Don't brag, give it a try? Bet on another pair of shoes? ā
"Don't gamble, it's okay to play, it's not good to gamble."
"Fuck your uncle, you're too treacherous."
In the second game, as expected by Lu Deng, he defeated Wang Shao, and that black and strong Zhu Ming will definitely play.
The defender is easy to play in the center, and he is just going around in circles, but it must be difficult to play this black guy. At first glance, he is the master who can run and jump, especially if his body is too strong and half a head taller than himself, which has no advantage.
Fortunately, the nirvana of shooting was saved just now, and to win him, it is also one word: throw. When it comes to unguarded open shots, I am not afraid of anyone in the world, and I can't lose Curry.
Compared with the one just now, Lu Deng's popularity has increased. It was one-sided just now, and no one was optimistic about it, but now it is half a point, and less than half of the people support Lu Deng to win against Zhu Ming.
At this moment, they are particularly curious about Lu Deng's identity and origin, you must know that on this field, whether it is a game or a one-on-one heads-up, Wang Shao has never lost, let alone lost 0:5 and there is no pants left.
How about Lao Hei Zhuming? One thing drops one thing, brine points tofu, beat Wang Shao, I'm afraid it's not so easy to beat Zhu Ming?
Zhu Ming also thought so, but Zhu Ming learned well and did not give up the power of the first attack to Lu Deng: "You kicked off just now, this time it's my turn, I'll attack first." ā
"Okay, I shook the big guy down once just now, see if you can shake me down?"
Zhu Ming gritted his big white teeth and smiled: "Come on, let you see the power of the Black Overlord." ā
The basketball passed the hands of two people, and Zhu Ming attacked first. He dribbled quickly outside the three-point line, crossed steps, and had luck under his crotch, which was quite 6, and Lu Deng was dazzled.
This grandson can.
Lu Deng didn't dare to be careless, kept a distance from him "within reach", and always kept his body directly in front of him.
Zhu Ming suddenly shook his shoulders, first pretending to break through quickly on the left side, then pulling the ball to the right, and Lu Deng quickly stuck on the right side.
However, due to the excessive afterburner, the foot was straining, and the trouble came, and the sneaker on the left foot "stabbed", and the upper and sole were separated, revealing half of the sole of the foot.
These shoes are still his father's sneakers, firstly, the sneakers are "old", and secondly, they don't fit well, so they can only be worn improvised. In the face of today's rapid landing and defense, the sneakers couldn't bear it and died gloriously.
The people watching the game exclaimed, and Zhu Ming was quite proud: "People are bad, sneakers are also bad, do you still have shoes?" ā
Lu Deng smiled, simply took off his shoes, and threw them aside: "You don't need to wear shoes, continue." ā
Lu Deng defended Zhu Ming barefoot, and the crowd watching the game erupted in warm applause, and this heads-up became more and more flavorful--the foot smell was quite big.
Zhu Ming continued to attack, and Lu Deng defended cautiously.
Zhu Ming broke through on the left side again, Lu Deng hurriedly stuck his position, and at the same time, with a tap of his left hand, his hand touched the ball, but his body was hit by Zhu Ming, and Lu Deng was knocked to the ground and fell hard.
Zhu Ming, this guy is too powerful. If there is a referee, this ball can be judged to Zhu Ming to hit someone with the ball, or Lu Deng can be sentenced to block a foul. But there was no referee, and Zhu Ming regained possession.
Although he was knocked over, Lu Deng saw the doorway, this guy is fast, strong, and fancy on dribbling, but his protection of the ball is almost hot, and he is definitely not a point guard.
Zhu Ming reorganized the breakthrough, once on the left and once on the right, both times knocked Lu Deng over, but fortunately, Lu Deng was stiff, got up and continued to defend, and finally did not lose his position.
"Dude, you hit someone with the ball."
"Come less, you look like a, and you will fall down as soon as you blow it. Again. ā
"Rub!"
Zhu Ming didn't get rid of Lu Deng's defense twice, and was very surprised: "Ya's defense is good, look at me rushing at you." ā
He dribbled back, retreated to four or five steps outside the three-point line, and suddenly accelerated and rushed, he rushed up extremely fast, like a bison, Lu Deng's eyes were dizzy, I wiped, and he hit it again, and he had to be hit by the wall.
When Zhu Ming was about to rush to Lu Deng's side, he stabbed his head down, wanting to open Lu Deng's top and kill a bloody road, Lu Deng was afraid of being injured, so he hurriedly dodged a way and let him rush over.
Originally, it was a move to give up defense, but the result was crooked, Zhu Ming used too much force, and he stumbled, stood unsteadily, walked illegally, and the ball was out of the ground.
The people watching the game laughed for a while, and Gu Tingguo laughed the most, "Vole, how is it, this is called a ball merchant, 'Lu Deng's mad cow', Brother Lu, you are very awesome." ā
"Rub, I'll whip you if you praise people like this again. Black, it's time for me to attack. ā
It was Lu Deng's turn to attack, and Zhu Ming defended. "I'm going to attack, I'm going to beat you back to Africa." ā
Zhu Mingha lowered his head and stared at the big white eyes: "Come on, grandson, you have the ability to come and surprise me, suddenly Wang Shao, did you suddenly get me?" ā
Lu Deng smiled: "I won't surprise you." Outside the three-point line, he raised his hand to the ball, and with a "swish", the three-point shot went into the net.
Breaking through and hitting Wang Shao is equivalent to fighting with a cold weapon sword and sword, and this ball is only equivalent to pulling the trigger and knocking Zhu Ming to the ground.
One trick is eaten all over the world, and pitching is too simple for Lu Deng. The 30 years of skill of the old man on the court, coupled with his unremitting hard work training of 1,000 balls a day, and his shooting skills are unstoppable.