Chapter 027 Supersonic Air Strike

Battle-axe!

"Wow" The audience erupted in exclamations.

The fan who ate popcorn, the popcorn in his hand was raised with his arm, overflowing to the surroundings, as if he was sprinkling flowers for Liang Xiao's tomahawk dunk, the female fan coquettishly put her fingers in her mouth, and let out a long whistle, expecting the handsome guy to look at herself more, Shi Kao Xiong hugged his head and kicked on the ground, seemingly extremely reluctant to see this scene.

"Oh, how is it possible, Asians can bounce like this, it's incredible, I want to open his shoes and see if there are any springs in them." The commentator, who began to disdain Liang Xiao, now has to exclaim at this dunk.

Sprewell threw the towel on the ground hard, and it seemed that he couldn't vent his excitement, and the players on the bench collectively cheered for Liang Xiao.

Liang Xiao hung himself from the basket for three seconds, and if it wasn't for a technical foul, he really wanted to do a pull-up on it.

After landing, he ran to Van Gundy, hugged the bear, and kissed him on his bald head, "Thank you so much, head, really, thank you!" ”

Van Gundy didn't expect this Chinese kid to be so excited, his heart was extremely warm, watching another proud disciple rushing in the arena, what warmed his heart even more was that this kid had a pure warmth that had not been seen for a long time, in this extremely commercial place, years of crawling and rolling, so that the heart was covered with thick cocoons.

Then he and his nemesis Sprewell exchanged fists, and the two jumped up and collided violently in the chest.

"Boy, what are you doing, get back to your place!" Watching Liang Xiao get a dunk a little carried away, Van Gundy just screamed.

Sticking out his tongue, Liang Xiao immediately ran to the backcourt.

"Oh, this guy is so cute! What a recruit who doesn't understand anything! ”

"Maybe that's why we love the sport, pure love, you say?"

The two commentators have different opinions about Liang Xiao's actions. Love, pure love, love basketball, no reason. As the NBA slogan goes, "iLoveThisGame! ”

When I came to the backcourt, the ups and downs in my heart still couldn't be calmed, is this basketball, is this the focus of attention, oh, everything seems to come a little suddenly, and the blood in the whole body is surging straight to the head, rising like a burn.

"Glove" Payton began to look at Liang Xiao's tomahawk, and he didn't feel anything in his heart, because these have long been commonplace in the NBA, Liang Xiao ran back to the bear hug head coach, kept kissing, and recalled his youth. "This kid is kind of interesting". After more than ten years of career, I can't find the kind of flavor and love I liked at the beginning, which kind of pure, and now it's just a job, whether I like it or not, I still have to do it as always.

Retracting his thoughts, Payton dribbled to the frontcourt, stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, and the supersonic player seemed to be instructed by his brain to contract all his limbs towards the three-point line.

Liang Xiao followed Brent Barry and followed closely behind, and everyone left Easley and Payton at the three-point line.

"Oh, it looks like Payton is going to be serious, didn't that rookie just bring him some passion?" Seeing Peyton alone in control of the situation, the narrator wondered.

The sweat on Essley's head kept dripping, and Payton kept saying, "You can guard me, you can't stop me!" ”

Hearing this, Easley thought to himself, "You're here again, I've seen through the old routine a long time ago." Knowing that Peyton wanted to use trash talk to let his guard down, he then projected directly, followed his steps forward, and sealed Peyton's vision with his right hand, not allowing him to succeed.

Esley got too close, and Payton suddenly accelerated, and everyone shrank towards Payton.

Liang Xiao dropped Brent Barry, "How could he let him succeed!" ”

Peyton, who had passed Essley, looked at Liang Xiao and surrounded him, the corners of his mouth raised, "Come on, let's teach you a good lesson, recruit!" ”

Payton, who has been in the NBA for many years, is not the most flashy, not the fastest, and not the best physically, but don't ignore him, he is the most well-rounded point guard.

I saw Peyton stepping on small broken steps and immediately marching into the paint area, like a small fish shuttling through the cracks in the stones, swimming with ease. Liang Xiao saw Peyton so relaxed, a small step, Peyton got up.

"I'll give you a big hot pot!" Liang smiled as if he had a catapult on his feet.

"It's you!"

Throw high!

Payton's footsteps were only a hand's distance from the ground, but his body was stagnant in the air and he leaned back, his right hand constantly sending the ball to a higher apex.

Liang Xiao could only watch the ball fly above his middle finger, just a little bit, how could it not go up.

Thrown high, high rubbed board, the ball grazed the top of the frame and fell into the net bag.

The audience was boiling, and they knew that Payton would never let them down.

Liang Xiaocai's past tomahawk made Peyton's signature move fall apart, and the morale of the supersonic drop was like the blood of the warrior in the game, constantly rising.

"Oh, boy, I knew you should go home and hug your mother, and go and nurse for another two years, and see how well you dance like a kangaroo."

Peyton is the kind of typical unforgiving person, no one will easily slip away from his mouth, watching Liang Xiao, a new recruit, be presumptuous in his own territory, thinking to himself, I am in charge of my territory here.

"Oh, I guess this Chinese newcomer will have a hard time inside, you know, Peyton will never let go of the arrogant guy in his turf, and now he must be training this Chinese kid with a 'unique language'!" The narrator, who began to laugh at Liang Xiao, looked at Liang Xiao's green face and said with a gloating smile.

Liang Xiao played two rounds, the sweat on his face kept dripping down, he kept running, and he kept clinging to the defense, so that his physical strength continued to drain. Watching Peyton's high toss, he talked trash talk on his lips and said in his heart "I'm not such a fool".

"Oh, Mr. Glove, I know you, why are you called a glove, are you wearing a glove and masturbating yourself every day?" As the saying goes, people are invincible, who is afraid of whom here, Fang Zheng is a new one, "Mr. Glove, I see that you are too old to take a step, you better go home to retire!" This is the world of young people. ”

eon！ Who is afraid of who! "Liang Xiao blessed all his natural skills, fast as the wind, aren't you running fast! Take the sheep by the hand, gloves, hehe, go by yourself! See the stitches, point guards, small cases! 100 steps through Yang, violent you!

The whole stadium fell silent, and a new round of offense began, and it seemed that Liang Xiao's tomahawk was still echoing in the hearts of supersonic fans.

"Howard, give it to me!" Easley, who advanced to the half, heard Liang laugh and roared. "This kid is really so confident!"

Easley is hesitating, although the morale of the Knicks is boiling in Liang Xiao's violent dunk, but the main forces of the supersonic are still on the court, and there are still three minutes left in the first quarter.

"Give it to me, hurry up!" Liang Xiao looked at Easley who was still hesitating, his eyes were almost green, and he thought to himself, "You give it to me, it's just three minutes, and I'll be done after three minutes!" ”

There was a roar, like a bomb exploding on the court, the Knicks' fighter plane started, the alarm sounded over supersonic speed, the air raid came, and the key arena boiled.