Of course, Wang Meng didn't notice Westbrook, in fact, he was just angry Westbrook, Westbrook was angry because he collided with Wang Meng and was injured, why not Wang Meng? Until now, Wang Meng doesn't think the Hornets will lose to the Thunder when they have their own.

Seeing the angry expression in Westbrook's eyes, Wang Meng knew that his agitation would work, and the iron needed to be struck while it was hot, Wang Meng immediately opened an instant explosion and rushed to the inside line with Westbrook.

Although Westbrook tried his best to resist Wang Meng, his strength was too much different from Wang Meng, who had opened an instant explosion, and he was squeezed back again and again by Wang Meng, and he couldn't even stand firm.

Because they were running without the ball, Yi Jianlian and Wang Zhizhi were not on the inside, and Howard and Griffin, who were defending them, also followed out of the outside, and there was no one on the inside.

Wang Meng took three steps and made two steps, rushed into the inside line and jumped high, and dunked the basketball into the basket hard.

Westbrook jumped up with Wang Meng and wanted to block Wang Meng, but unfortunately his height after jumping was too different from Wang Meng, so he could only helplessly watch Wang Meng dunk and score.

"Hehe, will you go for another walk with me?" Wang Meng's fluttering words suddenly turned over the anger in Westbrook's heart.

Wang Meng is provoking himself, arousing his anger and wanting to make himself lose his mind and fight him alone, Westbrook doesn't know this, but he just can't swallow this breath, don't say anything else, why do you Wang Meng just think that you will definitely win me?

Westbrook is the same kind of person as Jordan, Iverson, and Kobe Bryant in his bones, no matter how strong the opponent is, they will never bow their heads and will not admit defeat.

So Westbrook made up his mind that this time he must let Wang Meng know how powerful he is!

On the offensive end, after Westbrook received the serve, he lowered his head and rushed to the inside of the Chinese team.

Westbrook's impact is not weaker than Wade at his peak, the speed is extremely fast, and the strength is not bad at all, when he breaks through, Wang Meng also feels very headache, when he is playing with the Thunder, Wang Meng always uses teammates such as Gasol or Wallace's supplementary defense to limit Westbrook's breakthrough, and now the Chinese team does not have first-class players with first-class defensive ability like Gasol and Wallace, so let go of Westbrook and can only rely on himself.

Wang Meng reluctantly stopped Westbrook who broke through, and before Wang Meng could catch a breath, Westbrook jumped on the spot and threw the basketball out, Wang Meng hurriedly raised his hand to interfere, but it was already a little late, Westbrook threw the basketball before Wang Meng's hand blocked his sight.

"That's not good!" Wang Meng's heart jumped, he just stimulated Westbrook a little too much, now Westbrook directly erupted in the small universe, is this the rhythm of the supergods?

"Bang!" The sound of striking iron made Wang Meng's heart relax slightly, but fortunately he didn't enter.

"Damn! I'm in a bit of a hurry! Westbrook shook his head with some annoyance, this ball he has completely gotten rid of Wang Meng's defense, and missing the shot can only mean that his hand feels a little wrong, he glanced at Wang Meng, his eyes were full of provocation, as if he was saying to Wang Meng: "The next ball is going to be scored in front of you!" ”

Wang Meng turned around and went back to catch the ball.

Westbrook has always been one of Wang Meng's biggest enemies in the NBA, and his vigilance in Wang Meng's heart is no less than Paul, Rose, and Rondo. "Discuss with Yi Jianlian and them, and wrap it up when Westbrook breaks through." Wang Meng said secretly in his heart.

Before Wang Meng could fully turn around, he heard Howard's roar suddenly sounding in the backcourt, accompanied by the sound of the basket being raging.

Turning his head, Wang Meng looked at Howard speechlessly as he hung on the basket like a monster, and he didn't have to think about it, it must have been this girl who grabbed the offensive rebound and played a second offense. Without Yao Ming's restrictions, Howard was completely a giant beast released from the cage and raged unscrupulously.

"Such a good counterattack is gone." Wang Meng shook his head and could only run to the baseline to receive the serve.

"Run and run, huh?" Wang Meng is still a little hesitant in his heart, the speed of the players of the Chinese team makes him really disappointed, no, to be exact, the speed and one-on-one single defense ability of the players of the American team are too strong, and Wang Meng does not give Wang Meng the opportunity to lead the players of the Chinese team to bombard. "But if I don't bombard, my single Westbrook consumption is too much, if only I could easily and not waste my physical strength to single Westbrook and so on!" Wang Meng suddenly had an idea and thought of something.

Sun Yue ran and wanted to get rid of Wade who was defending him, but Wade was much faster than him, and no matter how hard Sun Yue ran, he couldn't completely get rid of Wade. "Then call for an off-ball block from the baseline!" Sun Yue thought so.

"Hey! Wait a minute! Just as Sun Yue was about to run to the bottom line, he suddenly heard Wang Meng's shout, he looked back, but saw Wang Meng throwing the ball towards him.

Sun Yue hurriedly went up to catch it, and glanced back at Wade, who was standing in front of him like a shadow, a little unclear So, he didn't have a vacant seat yet, why did he pass it to himself? Facing Wade, Sun Yue had no confidence to attack at all.

"Wait, pass the ball to me!" Wang roared, then ran into the inner line, and said to Wang Zhizhi: "You pull out the outside line, I'll play on the inside line!" ”

"What is he going to do?" Westbrook followed Wang Meng, a little unclear what Wang Meng was doing, but then his face changed, because after Wang Meng ran into the inside line, he reached out to get the ball by himself. "Are you going to single me on the inside? Do you have that much singles ability? ”

At the same time as Westbrook's face changed, and Kobe Bryant, who was sitting on the bench, when he saw Wang Meng's status asking for the ball, he immediately remembered the terrifying status offensive skills that Wang Meng showed when he played Lithuania two days ago. "Oops! Westbrook may not be able to prevent Wang Meng! ”

Somehow, Westbrook felt that Wang Meng seemed to be a lot taller than before, and he didn't pay special attention to the alignment before, but when Wang Meng was about to hit himself in the back, he obviously felt a difference.

"Have you grown taller?" Westbrook thought about it, at Wang Meng's age, it is not uncommon for him to grow taller.

At this time, Sun Yue just passed the ball in from the outside, and Westbrook immediately wanted to take the basketball first, but before he could move, Wang Meng pouted his buttocks, squeezed Westbrook behind him, and easily received the basketball.

"What if you get it? Want to hit me on the inside? How can it be so easy? Westbrook secretly thought that he was about to say a few sarcastic words to Wang Meng, but before he could speak, Wang Meng suddenly moved, his body moved a step to the left, turned half of his body from the back, and raised his hand to shoot.

Westbrook hurriedly caught up and waited for Wang Meng's shooting space.

Wang Meng turned from the right side while Westbrook was defending, his elbow stuck on Westbrook's waist, and rushed to the basket in two steps.

"I'll rub!" Westbrook was taken aback and wanted to turn around to chase, but because he was stuck by Wang Meng's waist, he didn't turn around at the first time, and when he turned around to catch up, Wang Meng had already put the basketball into the basket with a low hand. "This is an offensive move on the inside, when will Wang Meng do this?" Westbrook clearly remembers that in the playoffs, Wang Meng had never used such a move.

Many players practice new moves during the summer break, but it has only been a little more than a month from the end of the playoffs to the start of the Olympic Games. Westbrook couldn't figure it out.

"I don't believe in this evil anymore!" Westbrook said angrily, "I'm going to stop you! ”

Westbrook's idea, after a few minutes, was gone.

In the past few minutes, both teams have watched the confrontation between Wang Meng and Westbrook, Westbrook scored 4 points on 2-of-4 shooting in the face of Wang Meng's defense, and it is not bad to be able to get such a shooting percentage when facing a top defensive player like Wang Meng. But looking at the result of Wang Meng's single fight against Westbrook, no one would think like this.

5 of 5 shots, 100 percent hit! This is Wang Meng's report card.

In the face of Westbrook's defense, Wang Meng maintained a 100% shooting rate, except for the first ball that rushed into the inside line with instantaneous explosive power on the outside, the other four balls, Wang Meng all scored on the inside.

Under the fantastic footsteps of Olajuwon's peak level, Westbrook is as powerless as a baby, and Wang Meng also has a greater advantage than Westbrook in terms of height.

"Go and help! Go and help defend Westbrook, don't let Wang Meng play like this on the inside! "The head coach of the U.S. team shouted from the sidelines, joking, 100 percent shooting? Yao Ming didn't have a 100 percent shooting rate when he singled Howard in the first quarter, let alone 100 percent, Yao Ming didn't even have a 60 percent shooting rate, and could only barely maintain a 50 percent shooting rate. Wang Meng's efficiency of this 100% hit rate is really terrifying.

As a substitute small forward, Anthony was very obedient and chose to help Westbrook help defend when Wang Meng's status asked for the ball again.

But as soon as he left his position, Wang Meng passed the ball out, and Wang Shipeng received the basketball in the vacant position, made the posture the most standard, and shot three points steadily. "Huh!" Basketball hits.

Wang Meng smiled, the American team is not Spain, in terms of rotation defense, the American team is much worse than Spain, these superstars are too confident in their single defense ability, and because of this, they basically have no awareness of supplementing defense in the national team, and it is rare to be able to have other players in the first place like Spain to prevent the position of disposition.

(To be continued)