Chapter 541: The Clasp of Death
After Yang Mo turned around in a dashing manner, the Heat team immediately reorganized the offense, the ball carrier became LeBron James, Spoelstra is a cautious person, and he also knows Yang Mo very well, Yang Mo is obviously the kind of guy who takes advantage of your illness to kill you, if he doesn't make changes, Yang Mo will definitely continue to force Carlos Arroyo in the second round.
Spoelstra has always been afraid of the duel with Yang Mo deep down, Yang Mo's ruthlessness left a deep impression on him, that kind of anger and murderous aura he had never seen. However, there was no way, now that Yang Mo had led his legion to stand opposite him, he had to react. Of course, surrender is also possible. But how could the Heat possibly allow him to surrender?
LeBron James brought the ball to the frontcourt, Yang Mo waved his big hand, Jeffries and Ronnie Brewer pressed at the same time, and directly used the bag. Extremely decisive. Yang Mo is not a person who procrastinates, he is more resolute than anyone else.
As soon as James was trapped, the basketball was quickly handed over to Wade, and Yang Mo had already made up for Wade's side at this time, and was extremely focused on defending him: "Dwyan, I have to regret telling you that I won't let you score again." You know, I'm a selfish person, and when I'm on offense, there's no way I'm going to allow anyone else to do the same. β
Yang Mo's attitude was clear, but Wade wanted to try it, he instantly activated the feint, took a quick step forward with his left foot, and tried to deceive Yang Mo, but Yang Mo did not move, and looked at Dwyann with a smile: "Dude, you know me very well, but I know you better." Usually when you're standing on the left side, stepping out of your left foot first is a feint 75 percent of the time. It's your habitual move, how could I be fooled? β
Yang Mo is so straightforward. Dwyanwade underestimated Yang Mo. He was about to continue the attack, and Yang Mo had already pressed it all over. He can't break free from the defense directly, there is no space to break through, and he has no ability to get rid of the shot. In the end, he had no choice but to pass. Turned around and threw the ball to Carlos Arroyo in the back.
Arroyo received the ball and Ronnie Brewer quickly stepped in to step up. Arroyo also lost his offensive position in an instant, and struggled for several seconds before hoisting the ball to Ilgoskas inside, who caught the ball and made a jumper...... Syllable!
Tyson Chandler, who had been planning for a long time, slapped him directly out of the three-point line. LeBron James also tried to pursue ...... Drip! Twenty-four seconds have run out.
This time the defense can be called devilish, and the Heat are completely mired.
Coach Sloan on the sidelines couldn't help but stand up and take off his hat to salute the Knicks. This time the defense played exactly what he imagined. Everyone is in a defensive system, smart movement, just the right amount of packing, forcing opponents have nowhere to go, and in the end they can only pass the ball to the trap that has been set up long ago, and then exchange for a ruthless block.
After re-serving. Yang Mo came to the half court briskly with the ball, and he didn't even forget to tease Spoelstra on the sidelines before attacking: "Hey, coach, are you ready to defend?" I'm going to attack. If you can play the level of defense that the Knicks just had, I'm at least 50 percent likely not going to score. But... Can you Heat really do it? β
Yang Mo's provocation was mocking, but Spoelstra was speechless about it. He did have a special bag to defend, but... If you want to take it out, compared with the previous Knicks defense, it is indeed impossible to take it, and people call it airtight. He can only call this fate.
When Yang Mo teased, Carlos Arroyo had already attached himself, and he even deliberately put his head on Yang Mo's chest, and he was ready to perform that as soon as Yang Mo raised his elbow, he would fall to the ground.
However, it's a pity that Yang Mo didn't fall for his strategy at all, and didn't even attack him head-on. Instead, he turned away. Aim your big ass directly at him...... Boom! As soon as he exerted his strength, Carlos Arroyo was knocked back two steps, and by this time it was too late for Dwyanwade to come over and close the circle. Yang Mo had already swept through like a gust of wind, flashing under his nose, and he hadn't even set up his defensive position yet.
No way. This guy's explosiveness and his speed doomed him to the extreme of his ability to see the seams. Wade could only sigh, he didn't even dare to imagine how immature Yang Mo was two years ago, at that time he couldn't even dribble the ball, and the breakthrough would only have one channel, that is, he kept rushing in with his head stuffy. That's what he taught him. Unexpectedly, now his channel has changed more than his master, and he is like the tide of the Pacific Ocean, directly filmed on the beach of Hawaii, and there is no way to fight against it.
"I knew he would be so powerful, so it doesn't matter if he is the boss. Why should I compete with him, I can't compete at all. Dwyanwade suddenly felt that his previous caution was a little too naΓ―ve, even a little ridiculous. But then again, no one could have imagined that today's Yang Mo would grow to this point, and Wade was worried that Yang Mo would steal his ball at that time. As a result, Stoudemire has now become the scoring champion under his hands, which is completely the effect of one plus one is greater than two.
And Yang Moke ignored Dwyanwade's emotion, he galloped all the way and quickly rushed into the three-point line. Facing Yang Mo galloping, Ilgoskas in the penalty area was the first to dodge, his old bones couldn't withstand the collision at all, and he wanted to play for a few more years to earn a salary to retire. And Chris Bosh also wanted to escape in his heart, but when he was in the player's tunnel, he had already put down the cruel words, wouldn't it seem very useless to escape at this time?
He hesitated for a moment, but finally made up his mind. At this time, Yang Mo had already burst out like a cannon shot, the impact was so strong that it exploded, Chris Bosh saw this, and almost instantly made a conditioned reflex, he automatically shrunk his neck like a giraffe, and then prepared to evacuate.
But at the moment when he was about to evacuate, Yang Mo had already rushed to his face. Seeing that he was all shrouded in black shadows, he suddenly screamed in his heart that it was not good, he thought that he would definitely be knocked away. But... The unexpected happened. The black shadow disappeared quickly, and he was not knocked away.
Just as he felt lucky...... Boom!
There was a thud in the back of his head. At the same time, the entire American Airlines Center arena was in shock.
At this time, he suddenly remembered: Yang Mo seemed to have crossed over from the top of his head.
Oh, my God! I was actually crossed by him?
Chris Bosh instantly felt extremely strong humiliation. At this time, Yang Mo had already landed on the basket, he ran to the sidelines, habitually put his right hand on his left ear, and then asked loudly: "Friends in Miami, are you cool?" β
"Cool!" Almost at IAN, the American Airlines Center arena erupted in earth-shattering noise, and more than 20,000 fans shouted a single Chinese in unison. Yes, they were so happy.
He hadn't been so cool for a long time, and they never dreamed that Yang Mo would bring them such a huge paintball in less than a minute of the opening of the second half. Although it was their players who were leaped over, their feelings for this guy were not more than one-ten-thousandth of that of Super-Yang, of course they wanted to cheer, of course they wanted to shout, of course they wanted to burst out!
Compared with the fans' coolness, the Heat's morale has suffered a direct Waterloo-like blow. Everyone froze in place, and some even craned their necks to look at the replay above, Yang Mo actually straddled Chris Bosh's head like a goshawk, although this is not an in-your-face face button, but this is more humiliating than that, because Chris Bosh's head didn't even touch Yang Mo's egg.
"Chris, didn't you say you're going to knock me out of the air?" After Yang Mo set off the sound of the central arena, he didn't forget to turn around and stimulate Chris Bosh: "Why don't you do it?" β
Regarding Yang Mo's sarcasm, Chris Bosh just blushed and didn't say half a word.
"I thought my eggs were going to hit you in the head, but it didn't. Seemingly... Your head shrinks fast enough, more responsive than a turtle. Yang Mo continued to taunt: "I think you can change your nickname to, King of Turtles!" β
"You... Don't go too far. In the face of Yang Mo's intensified humiliation, Chris Bosh immediately choked back with a red neck: "You just succeeded by luck." β
"I'm just going too far, what can you do to me?" Yang Mo took a step forward, tilted his head sideways and said with great arrogance: "Do you dare to beat me, a turtle with a shrunken head?" β
"You ......" Chris Bosh roared, picked up his fist and was about to hit Yang Mo's head, but just as he stretched out his fist, Dwyanwade had already hugged him very quickly, and then pulled him back, reminding him in a low voice while pulling back: "Chris, calm down, calm down, think about the robber who was shot in the head, your head can't withstand his heavy blow......"
Chris Bosh heard Dwyanwade's persuasion, and subconsciously remembered an infiltrating image, and his impulse disappeared in an instant. And at this moment, the referee gave his fair and strict punishment, he walked up to Chris Bosh and gave him a T.
Just now, the referee personally saw him waving his fist, although he didn't hit Yang Mo, but this behavior has constituted a malicious foul.
Drip!
Seeing the situation expanding, Spoelstra quickly called a timeout. He knows Yang Mo too well, and with Yang Mo's personality of people to death, he will definitely provoke Chris Bosh to be angry again, and then quickly eat the second T to expel him.
After Spoelstra's smart request for a timeout, Yang Mo smiled at the Heat's bench: "Guys, who do you think my dunk is more powerful than Vince Carter's death dunk?" β
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