Kidd dribbled to the top of the three-point line and stood still, slapping the ball on the spot. Billups hurried sideways to face him, ready to interfere with his pass.

Among the playmaking defenders, Kidd's passing is the most dangerous one, including Nash, who is not as good as him in this regard. Having made a name for himself in the NBA and standing for less than two decades, Kidd relied on his scalpel-accurate passing and ability to control the tempo of the game. In contrast, he is the closest traditional guard to Stockton in the NBA, with passing and playmaking as the first responsibility, and scoring second.

Of course, you could also argue that this is because of Kidd's poor scoring ability. Every time he got a triple-double, he used 10 assists in the first quarter, then grabbed 10 rebounds in the second quarter, and as for the top 10 points, he had to use the whole court to get them.

Brown stood on the sidelines and commanded loudly: "Chauncey, force up, force up!" If he wants to break through, let him break through, don't stop him if he wants to score, don't let him pass! ”

Billups thought that it should indeed be the case, and hurriedly lifted it, but at this moment, Martin got the cover of Williams and slipped from the bottom line to the penalty area. At the same time, the ball in Kidd's hand flew up, and it landed where Martin's hands were raised after the jump.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, Martin took advantage of Huaben and Rashid's unpreparedness to cooperate with Kidd to come to an air relay!

Seeing this, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Kidd's mouth, and he said to Billups: "Assists are so simple, bald, it's useless to play small tricks, this is the NBA, relying on luck and ghost eyes can only bring you a second of victory." ”

Billups was stunned for a moment, and only after he reacted did he exclaim, "Man, what do you call me?" Bareheaded? Do you have long hair? Well? Where is your hair? Why didn't I see it? Is it on J8? ”

Hua Ben and Rashid quacked evilly, and coaxed vigorously: "Take off and see, take off your pants and see, Jason, see if you are a monk head underneath." ”

"Get out!" Kidd scolded as he stepped back.

Billups commanded Rashid to come out to help Hamilton find an open space, and he slowly drove in with the ball from his back against Kidd, both of whom were bomb-type playmakers, one hitting inside and the other out, and the sound of 'bang-bang' was endless.

Hamilton ran around Rashid and Wabbon, and poor Jefferson met such a running defender for the first time, and he cursed the head coach Byron in his heart. Scott, misplaced defense is a fart, Lao Tzu is an offensive machine, how can all his physical strength be wasted on defense?

Everyone's attention was drawn to Hamilton, and Prince ran straight from the middle line to the top of the three-point line, and Billups made a rare fancy back-to-back pass, and Prince took the ball and shot it from afar. Warben jammed Williams looking up at the rebound, and the ball fell out of the hoop.

Three-point hit.

Prince smiled and ran backwards, Hamilton looked at the gloomy Jefferson expressionlessly and said, "Rookie, this is the NBA, it's useless to just stare at it stupidly." He sent Kidd's sarcastic remarks back to Billups.

Jefferson was arrogant, where could he tolerate the sarcasm of this guy who looked like a long-distance runner? He overtook Kidd from beyond the three-point line to get the ball, and he raised his hand to jump.

Pristi was in the high post, and he didn't jump because Jefferson's calf muscles didn't tense and he didn't look like he was going to shoot from a distance.

But he miscalculated, and Jefferson did shoot from beyond the three-point line and just as neatly slotted the ball into the hoop.

"Old bird, I know it's the NBA, but who are you talking about? You mean you little prince with a stupid goose? Look, he's almost crying when he's been tricked. Jefferson replied arrogantly.

Prince didn't feel trash talk, he shook his head, and seemed not very happy with his defense this time, Huaben served to Billups and then followed Kidd who was defending: "You rookies are good." ”

Kidd pointed at Prince and said, "Man, don't talk big, isn't he a rookie too?" ”

Taking advantage of Kidd's turn to look at Prince, Billups once again accelerated in a shameless frenzy, took two steps past Kidd, ran across the half court with his head in his head and then rushed to the three-point line. Wajben followed behind, his eyes glued to the hoop, seeing this, Kenyon Martin stuck Rashid and quickly stood under the basket, he estimated that the ball would be Billups to assist Waben dunk, so he didn't pay much attention to Billups.

Kidd's eyes lit up as soon as Billups rode into the dust, he was a little crazy, he chased after him and yelled, "Bald, are you a fucking man?" There's a little trick to don't do it! Let's fight with you openly! ”

Rushing into the penalty area, Billups turned his head to see that Huaben seemed to be about to pass the ball, Jefferson quickly cut up and prepared to break the ball, but Billups showed a smirk at the corner of his mouth, still slapping the ball quickly, striding forward, just a few steps, he had already hit the basket.

Under the basket, Billups jumped alone, Martin realized his intention to attack the hoop, and jumped up urgently with a strange scream, and his long arms spread out to envelop Billups.

Seeing this, Billups smiled again, withdrew his raised hands and pulled them under his ribs, and bounced the ball back with a flick of his wrist.

Later, Wabbon did not stop because Billups jumped, but still strode after him and jumped with a bend of his legs. Suddenly, his strong and powerful body flew up like a cannonball, and the speed made people sigh at his sudden explosive power. Martin didn't expect Billups to pass the ball again, and in the blink of his eyes, Warburn had already jumped high behind Billups.

In the air, his whole body stretched out like a flying insect that turned into a butterfly, and finally when he jumped to the top, Hua Ben let out a breath of turbid air and snorted coldly, and smashed the ball pulled behind his head vertically.

"Boom!" The basket trembled slightly, and the orange ball fell like a meteor, but the net jumped up high, and Huaben tore heavily on the basket with both hands to reduce the impact, and then slowly fell.

"Attack on the outside, divide the ball inside, do a good job!" Olajuwon took the lead in applauding on the bench, and Brown didn't show a relaxed expression on his face, he stood up and waved: "Chauncey, hurry up and go back, take care of Jason's bastard!" Ben, watch out for their people, can't attack! Defend yourself! ”

Kidd made Billups' face turn blue twice, and he waved his hand to his teammates to pull away for a single, and Rashid and Wabbon were about to follow, only to wave Martin and jump straight to the hoop.

"Stop him!" Billups shouted urgently, Waben had already followed, and was determined to give him a big hat if he dared to take the ball.

Kidd did pass the ball, but it was to Kittels, who had no space in front of him, and jumped quickly when he got the ball, without a second of delay, and properly scored three points for the Nets.

The two consecutive rounds of attack dazzled the fans, and Cheryl was especially happy, applauding vigorously: "It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, it turns out that basketball can be played like this, I used to think it was just ten people taking turns to shoot." ”

Eva is a little distressed, her knowledge of basketball is now half an expert: "This is not good, Rashid and the four of them have not cooperated with Ben for more than ten days, and the defense between the five of them is no longer connected." New Jersey is known for its offense, and what we're good at is defensive."

The old man was a little surprised to hear Eva's words, he was also distressed by this question, but he didn't expect this woman who looked like a vase to be able to see it.

(To be continued)