Warburn served to Billups, then ran slowly to the frontcourt, and when he passed Billups, he whispered a message, "When you get to the three-point line, throw the ball into my hands." Billups didn't seem to hear anything, and ran forward with a flat face, only to pass the halfway point, he raised his right hand and made a gesture of waving his hand.

Seeing Billups' gesture, the Pistons players were a little strange, and Brown was also a little strange, this is on behalf of the whole line to pull out the empty inside line, what are you doing, is Billups going to impact the inside line? That's not a good choice.

Baker stood in the penalty area and looked at Hua Ben from afar, everyone knew that Big Ben had no other offensive means except for dunking, so as long as Hua Ben did not enter the penalty area, no one was afraid of him.

However, these players should understand that not all dunks need to be issued from the restricted area.

Wabben walked backwards to the basket, and when Billups was two steps away from the three-point line, his calf muscles tensed and he scurried to the basket. Yes, the gallop, the real gallop, Billups didn't even get used to the sudden increase in speed of Huaben for a while, and the pass was a little short.

It didn't matter, Huaben received the ball like a cheetah and bent over and continued to run to the basket, he firmly fixed the ball on his waist, one step, two steps, three steps, three big strides ten meters away, and rushed from the three-point line into the interior line in one go.

Counting his steps silently, Waben stared cruelly at the ignorant Baker under the basket, and took the last step, his right foot in front of him rubbed the floor with a shrill beep. Hearing this voice, the reporters under the basket trembled a little, how much friction does such a sound represent, does this Detroit man want to fly?

Yes, Huaben is going to fly! Under the sprint speed of the Shenxing Taibao, Hua Ben had never flown so high as he did at this moment.

The strong and terrifying body swooped in the air, the ball held on the waist turned into a right hand and pulled out behind the head, the right arm exerted force, and a rainbow-like orange-red arc hung in the air, and at the end of the rainbow, the meteor-like basketball roared and was smashed into the basket - "Bang!! ”

There was a bang, the basket shook violently, the nets were swinging like malaria, and the reporters under the basket had a feeling at that moment, was there an earthquake? Isn't it time to run for your life?

Huaben fell to the floor, and the fans in the stadium looked at him with their mouths wide open, and the stadium was a little dumbfounded for a while. Just half a second later, the sound more terrible than the earthquake began to storm the basketball hall, DJ jumped on the chair with a thick red neck and yelled, the Pistons bench all stood up, and the cheerleaders almost rushed into the court to hug Huaben.

Since the retirement of that god-like man last season, no one has been able to make such a dynamic, so domineering, such a beautiful dunk. UFO Carter is not good, there is more than grace and domineering, and the Suns' little bully is not good, and domineering is more than beautiful and not enough.

Waben smiled and pointed his finger at the Celtics bench, you guys, you're in trouble!

But the Celtics didn't care about the scoreline, because the pace of the game is in their hands right now, and their core Pierce is still full of energy and can't resist.

Slowly slapping the ball to the wing of the three-point line, Pierce waved his hand to signal his teammates to spread out and give up the inside space, and there was no doubt that he was going to give the Pistons a dismount. Wabbon squinted and half-crouched in front of him, staring at his shoulders to prevent him from making a difficult throw.

Pierce didn't choose to shoot from a distance, which was too unreliable and not a deterrent, and Huaben's previous consecutive heavy dunks had already made his team lose face, and he was going to hit back with two dunks. With this thought, his shoulders began to swing rhythmically, but the center of gravity remained the same, so that Huaben could not tell which side he wanted to break through.

"Ben, you got a nice dunk, but you can't stop me!" At the same time as this sentence was said halfway, the confident Pierce stepped out with his left foot to the right side of his body, stepped over the defensive space left by Huaben, his body was directly parallel to him, and his right hand quickly slapped the ball, rushing to the inside line non-stop.

"Good speed!" Hua Ben was secretly shocked in his heart, the previous breakthrough was not all of Pierce's strength, but this was nothing, although the master-level Shenxing Taibao paid more attention to physical strength and tenacity, but the speed was still not to be underestimated. Pierce stepped forward, and Huaben took a step out of his left leg and pressed him hard with his body, "This speed is not enough to see!" ”

Pierce is not only explosive, but also perverted physically, ordinary people let Huaben squeeze like this, and he would have staggered back, but Pierce not only did not retreat, but rushed forward with a hard squeeze.

"Get out!" Waben's lower body strength suddenly increased, intending to knock Pierce away.

Pierce had been guarding against him for a long time, and when Huaben concentrated his strength on his lower limbs, his speed inevitably slowed down. Taking advantage of this gap, Pierce leaned in, twisted his right shoulder outward, and spun his body in a spinning circle, and the ball jumped from his right hand to his left, and rushed against Huaben's right side.

Well, it's over, Pierce said to himself in his heart, he'd thrown off Ben like this many times. Prince, who took out the defense later, scored, and he knew a lot about the Pistons' defensive strategy.

Pierce, who charged with all his might, was incredibly fast, shook off Huaben in two big steps, and the man had already stepped into the penalty area, while he put the ball away and prepared to bombard the hoop.

But this time he's not just facing Warben, there's also a bunch of bad boys named Detroit villains.

Prince, whose defensive skills are not inferior to Waben, have been waiting for this moment for a long time, and at the same time as Pierce rushed into the penalty area, he pounced, and his center of gravity shifted down to resist Pierce fiercely.

But the physical gap between the two is too big, and Pierce is attacking Prince with the ball is in a hurry to make up for the defense, and as soon as the body touches, the little prince is undoubtedly knocked away. At this time, there was no one under the basket, Pierce put away the ball and rushed forward, flew up to the sky, raised the basketball over his head with one hand, and flew up in the pattern of the Statue of Liberty.

Prince looked weakly at Pierce's battle-filled body overtaking him, his face was a little frustrated, he couldn't stop this guy, if he could block him for a second, his teammates would catch up, but in fact he only blocked Pierce for half a second.

However, it was enough, this half a second was enough for Huaben to catch up, and in the surprised eyes of the players, Huaben's speed suddenly increased, and he chased behind Pierce in two steps.

This time, instead of going for a hard hit, he chased after Pierce like a hungry wolf, his eyes fixed on the orange ball. Pierce jumped, he jumped, Pierce lifted the ball, he raised his hand up.

"Get out!" Huaben used his terrifying speed to catch up with the jumping Pierce, raised his right arm high, stuck it from Pierce's right side, and slapped the ball he couldn't shoot.

"Bang!" There was a muffled thud, and under Pierce's incredulous gaze, the basketball flew backwards from his hand. "How is this possible? That's not Big Ben's speed! Pierce almost yelled.

No one cared about Pierce's suspicions, Billups pushed James away, pounced on the ball that was still flying in the air and snatched it into his arms, and after landing, he didn't have time to say anything, he lowered his head and ran forward with the ball, before that, Hamilton had a tacit understanding to run down from the left wing of the field.

Hamilton rushed into the box, Billups' pass arrived, he received the ball and sent it up easily, the ball fell into the hoop, and the snow-white net made a graceful wave, as if to celebrate the birth of a victory.

"It's Ben, it's Ben who does it all! God, Big Ben has sealed the king of Boston! Big Ben gave this son of a bitch's big hat! Rejoice, all the earth! Big Ben turned into a nuclear warhead, and he bombed Boston mercilessly! Well done Detroit, champion Detroit! The DJ roared wildly, the fans threw everything out of their hands, and the terrifying sound began to wreak havoc on the stadium.

Outsiders look at the excitement, insiders look at the doorway, fans are just happy with Big Ben's block and Hamilton's layup, but the other NBA head coaches saw Pierce shake off Huaben, Prince sacrificed himself to block to buy time for his teammates, Billups grabbed the ball, and Hamilton fast-attacked the moment the ball was blocked.

As for what these things represent, it's quite simple, it's a real team, there are no superstars, but everyone has their own responsibilities, and the whole team is like a fighting machine, running smoothly and beautifully, but also with amazing lethality.

Pierce staggered to the ground and looked at the big screen in disbelief, he was a smart guy who saw the difference between the two teams from this round of encounter, and if the Pistons found a way to freeze him, then he knew what was waiting for them next.

It's a tough battle, a hard-fought battle like never before, and that's how all the Celtics players feel that way in the rest of the day.

James burst into the front court with the ball, and Billups pestered him like a kraft candy, giving him no chance to revitalize the team. Pierce had no choice but to step forward to meet him, and Huaben chased after him. Pierce used his speed and explosiveness to get rid of Huaben, but it was useless, his speed had no advantage in front of Huaben.

There is no advantage in physical fitness, no advantage in explosiveness, no advantage in speed, and the advantage in skill will be offset by the opponent's team defense, all of which together mean that Pierce is frozen in this game.

The ball was reversed twice, and in the face of the Pistons' ironclad defense, no one had a good chance to shoot, and in the end, Pierce forced a shot, and the basketball popped out of the frame.

Campbell grabbed the rebound, Hamilton, Billups and Wabben Trident rushed down for a fast break, James wanted to come up and disrupt the attack, Wabben blocked him with a huge body, Billups picked up a basket and beat the Celtics 8-8 in the opening game.

The Celtics players were still faced with such a desperate scene next, but Baker used his physical advantage to force Prince and scored two points on the basket.

Pierce's strong hit made Pierce's eyes shine, and in the next offense, he directly replaced James to take over possession, transferred the ball to Baker inside, and beat Prince again to score two points.

This scene made Huaben a little anxious, Prince is a genius defensive expert, but he has to divide the opponent. His body is too thin, and although he has height, he lacks strength, and he is not strong enough to face the Brutalist forward. Hua could have easily blocked Baker, but who would defend Pierce? Prince's physical fitness is much worse than Pierce's, and it's easy to say that if Pierce is opened, then it's hard to say whether this game will be won or lost.

Pierce is the kind of player who can decide a game, and both Waghben and Brown are convinced of that.

Brown quickly made a lineup change, in fact, according to his original plan was to let Prince defend Pierce, Big Ben's pace was not fast enough, and the defense inside was more suitable, but since Warburn has steel nerves, he not only has a stronger ability to withstand pressure, but also has a much faster nerve reaction, and the defense outside is handy.

Retaliating against the surname, the next attack on Baker was a simple beast dunk, forcing O'Brien to call a timeout.

This timeout represented the first change of lineups between the two sides, Brown's eyes slowly swept over the players, he ignored Mirisic's expectant eyes, and finally put it on the low-key Oku, opened his mouth and said: "Tyshawn, you come down first, let..."

Looking at Mirisic's gloomy expression, Huaben patted Brown on the shoulder and said, "Larry, let Darko go, Darko will show Old Baker what a young man is." ”

It's not clear how much Mirisic learned yesterday, but the Serbian scored 32 goals, albeit on the premise that he let the water go. In any case, Milicic has overfulfilled his bet, and he will definitely help Milicic buy playing time if he keeps his word.

Hua Ben's initiative to open his mouth surprised everyone, in the team, Daben is a standard rock-type player, generally does not speak, let alone interfere with the coach's command, even if someone teases him on the field, he will not speak easily.

Brown glanced at Huaben, then at Mirisic, who was full of anticipation, and finally nodded: "Darko, you go." ”

Mirisic was stunned for a moment, then reacted quickly, nodded heavily, took off his coat, stood up and began to warm up. Oku sat back on the bench disappointed, having been waiting for a long time to perform.

When the game restarted, O'Brien used a similar tactic to Brown, replacing Lastty LaRue and replacing a big man, Jumaine Jones, who appeared to be planning to use his height to block the interior.

"Guys, the Bostonians are trying to flank me and Campbell, get out, we'll get out." Hua Ben easily understood the other party's intentions, put his eyes on Mirisic, and whispered, "Let them see your long shot, Baker can't keep up with you." ”

Mirisic licked his lips nervously and said, "Okay, okay, Ben, I—I understand." ”

"What are you nervous about?" Waben punched him hard in the chest, making the blood boil all over the black man's body, "Your mother is going to fucking watch this game in front of the TV right now, this is your stage, brother, come up and show your talents!" ”

Mirisic stared blankly at the floor, showing off his talents? My stage? yes, when did the basketball court become its own cage?

"The fans are cheering for you, Darko, make them cheer a little louder!" Billups understood what Huaben meant, rushed over and bumped his fist with Mirisic and said.

Using the previous tactics, Pierce gave the ball to Baker on the inside.

Baker scored six of the Celtics' 14 points in the first half of the game, and his confidence was so full that it felt like he was back in the 2,000-year-old All-Star Game.

"Lao Tzu can do anything!" Baker received the ball and roared confidently, slammed his body in, and subconsciously prepared to turn around and make a layup, just like he had just done.

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