Chapter Seventy-Five: Supplemental Deduction!
The atmosphere gradually solidified, and the breathing of the players on both sides became thicker and thicker.
There are also fans watching the game in front of the TV, and the live broadcast of the imperial court station has made more people realize that the touch of yellow mixed with the black complexion is the pride of all Chinese.
Tang Wenlong's heart beat violently, and he spread his arms around Aflaro, not daring to be careless.
Billups' shiny head reflected in the light, and he stretched out a hand to direct his teammates to run, and then transferred to Nene who received the ball at the top of the arc, and Nene turned again into the hands of Anthony at 45 degrees on the other side, and Anthony opened up a space in front of his eyes and got a chance to play singles.
At the critical moment, the Nuggets still chose Anthony's singles tactics.
Last-minute handing over to star singles is not uncommon in the NBA. What's more, Anthony is the most outstanding player in the league with key ball ability, and has scored countless winning goals, so it is understandable to hand over the ball to him.
Against Iguodala's defense, Anthony was again the standard tri-threat, and then tried to step from a tight angle.
"It's that I'm 10,000 unwilling." Tang Wenlong was stunned by Iguodala's defense, which made him look like he had suddenly gone from being an efficient player to a junior high school student who had just been promoted to high school.
Perhaps it was the imminent score that made Anthony himself a little anxious, his expression was extremely serious, and his eyes revealed a sense of determination.
The cheering in the Pepsi Center grew louder and louder, and the dB of agitation began to slightly make people's eardrums ache.
The two of them confronted each other outside the three-point line, and it was obvious to the extreme one-on-one! This is a heads-up of the stars at the critical moment, what an exciting and cool thing!
Suddenly, Anthony activated, his first step was not fast, and after a tap, he stepped out with his right foot to the left, leaning sideways, protecting the basketball to make a breakthrough.
"Left?" Iguodala's doubts flashed, Anthony's habit is to go to the right side when breaking through the 45-degree three-point line.
Sure enough, in the next second, Anthony changed hands under the crotch of his left hand, handed the basketball to his right hand, and he was leaning over and colliding, like an old bull with momentum!
"Bang!"
The two bumped into each other again, and I can't count how many times they bumped into each other in this game.
The huge rebound force broke out from the middle, and the two of them were both beaten, and they actually fought for half a catty.
Then Anthony saw that Iguodala was not out of position, quickly protected the ball and pulled it back, and switched to his left hand to control the ball in front of him.
Just as Iguodala knows Anthony's offense, Anthony knows Iguodala's defense, and if he had slowed down just now, Iguodala would have used his damn long arm to stab the ball, and once the basketball is out of control, this offense is dangerous.
Fortunately for now, after hurriedly switching to his left hand, Anthony took a step with his left foot, but instead got a half-body advantage.
Anthony was overjoyed, controlling the basketball, his body squeezed into the cracks, and the strong back muscles stuck to Iguodala.
The two were entangled with each other like this, and Anthony advanced two or three meters away.
This place, he was already sure enough, at the moment he made a wrong step, pressed a step back away from the basket, the ball was in the air, and he had already turned around to face the basket, and at the same time the knee of the balancing leg was raised high. "It's so fucking shameless." Iguodala cursed in his heart, and when his arm went up, he couldn't even touch Anthony's elbow.
Hit!
The Pepsi Center Arena instantly fell into a boil, which was the release of breaking the scoring drought after being chased by people in a row, and after that pressure converged, it was like a volcano slamming, and finally at this moment, the Pepsi Center Arena had the appearance of the devil's home stadium that rushed to the West Finals two years ago. The uniform slogan of "defense, defense, defense" made the DJ cry, it was not easy, it was difficult for him to be conscientious, and it mobilized the emotions of the audience throughout the audience. "Let Don attack!" Iguodala touched her aching chest and grinned as she walked over to Holiday and said.
There was a look of disbelief in Holiday in his eyes, his mouth opened wide as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and he blurted out almost subconsciously: "Andre, are you kidding?" This is the most critical moment! "You have to believe in our little brother, his abilities are unimaginable." Iguodala said solemnly, with a serious face.
That kid? Brothers? Holiday felt his chest explode, and an unspeakable jealousy and anger welled up in his heart, and he secretly clenched his fists, and even his knuckles turned a little white.
Why? Why did everyone revolve around him as soon as he entered the alliance? And I work so hard, but I can only have such a small shot in every game? Why is that? Is it because he is the chosen eye? He's just a player with a little luck, the uniform team is blind, is it even you, Andre, blind?
The more Holiday thought about it, the more angry he became, until he took Iguodala's serve, his mind was still chaotic, and unspeakable emotions rushed into his mind, sadness, joy, jealousy, anger, he never thought that in a team, someone would have such a big impact on him, and if he continued like this, his career would be ruined! "Hey, pass the ball!" Tang Wenlong stretched out his hand at Holiday to ask for the ball, and he pocketed a vacant spot outside the three-point line that he had managed to get, but Holiday ignored him like an out-of-body soul.
Holiday was awakened by Tang Wenlong, and when he saw that Tang Wenlong dared to ask him for the ball, he became more and more unwilling. "Ahh
Holiday roared angrily, and suddenly bent his legs to start a breakthrough!
Billups was taken aback by Holiday outburst, and the guy who had been dull in the game in front of him suddenly seemed to be hanging, and this breakthrough combination of man and ball was full of explosiveness, just like the little mad cow in Chicago.
Tang Wenlong was also taken aback, and after Holiday glanced at him, the sudden acceleration breakthrough was confusing. It's just that although the breakthrough was sudden, the direction was not very good, and even if it passed Billups, Kenyon Martin and Nene on the inside could be supported at any time.
Thinking of this, he had an idea and quietly slipped inside.
Nene and Martin immediately closed their bags and slapped the door on Holiday as he broke through. "Oops!" Holiday suddenly woke up, and his face changed.
But at this moment, there are two monsters with amazing arm spans in front of him, and the old and spicy Billups are surrounded by him, and he can't even see where the basket is, and he is in a dilemma. "Throw!" A familiar voice suddenly came to his ears, and Holiday woke up.
That's right, throw!
As if grasping at a life-saving straw, he jumped up with all his might, regardless of whether it could be used or not.
In the air, his face showed a look of ecstasy, his blocked vision was a little better, and he saw the timer above the rebound, so with solid basic skills and a sense of training thousands of times, he threw this key shot!
In order to avoid Martin and Nene as the two bouncing talents, Holiday deliberately raised the top of the arc. "You have to get in!" Holiday landed and prayed secretly. "Rebound!" Billups finally chased after him at this time, and he had a lot of experience in jamming Holiday and yelling at the two inside lines.
The basketball tumbling in the air rises to the high ground and then begins to land.
It's getting closer and closer to the basket, getting closer and closer to "Bang!" "The basketball smashed on the hoop.
The demonic voice reached Holiday in his ears, and his face turned pale in an instant. And at this moment, a red figure swept past him like a whirlwind, and the speed was amazing!
Under the basket, the four big men pushed each other, huddled together and couldn't move.
The basketball that smashes into the hoop bounces, hits the rebound, and rolls backwards into the air
"My rebounds!" Kenyon Martin roars under the basket!
At this moment, a pair of large yellow hands suddenly appeared on the trajectory of the basketball rebounding back, and the point was so high that everyone was not even ready to start jumping. Then in front of everyone's eyes, the big hands closed together, and there was a loud "snap".
"Damn, how could anyone be here!" Nene didn't have time to react, and when he looked up, a black shadow obscured the entire light.
Tang Wenlong was like an angry-eyed King Kong descending from the sky, in the eyes of everyone worshipping, he bent his arm to swing the ball above his head, and then used all his strength to slam it down!
"Boom!"
The explosive sound blasted through the speakers and appeared in the Pepsi Center arena, overshadowing all the sound on the field! The hoop let out a painful moan under Tang Wenlong's huge tear, and in the focused lens, the ball frame that had undergone violent downward transformation could be clearly seen, like a wordless surrender.
The cheers of the fans came to an abrupt end, and there was a moment of silence in the noisy arena, and people could not think of anything else in their minds, except for the thunderous posture of No. 1 and the unbeatable dunk.
Huh~ Tang Wenlong looked at the ground with a frame, and after confirming that it was safe, he fell on the floor.
"God, what did you do, how did you do it?" Iguodala rushed over excitedly, forgetting to retreat, and pushed Tang Wenlong hard.
The 76ers' bench was already boiling, with Louis Williams taking the lead in throwing up the towel and Thaddeus Young looking incredulous.
"Serve!" Only Billups was the most sober in his head, and he reminded Nene to serve quickly.
Nene suddenly came from the shock, quickly took the basketball that rolled on the ground, and quickly served the baseline ball.
Ignoring the celebration of hitting the key ball, Tang Wenlong hurriedly beckoned his teammates to retreat, he felt that all the eyes on the field were focused on him now, especially the two most unique eyes behind him.
One is scorching, the other is complex.
George Karl's eyes have never been so hot as at this moment, Anthony is going to the big city to develop is already a secret of the Nuggets uniform team, how to exchange for enough draft picks or potential new stars, is the focus of their next work, if they can get this amazing talent Tang Wenlong