Chapter 31o

The lights on the backboard came on, and the basketball passed through the hoop and rubbed against the net, making a "snap" sound.

"Entered~~~Entered~~~ After waiting for a full three quarters of the game, Kwame Brown finally made a three-pointer, which was the last shot in the bet, the fifth shot, Kwame. Brown didn't let Stephen. Marbury was disappointed and didn't let Paul. Pierce disappointed, and didn't disappoint all the fans in the room, as he hit a three-pointer and finally made the perverted foul tactic used by Big Shark O'Neal in the first quarter a joke in the fourth quarter. Kwame. Brown Weiwu, Kwame. Brown domineering ...... "Charles. Barkley suddenly shouted loudly and passionately.

"The most important thing is that he didn't let you down! Charles, don't think I don't know you still have a grudge against Shaquille for attacking you back then, so you've always wanted to see Shaquille. O'Neal made a fool of himself "Kenny. Smith said half-jokingly.

"Rumors! Absolutely rumor-mongering! You must know that the battle between the two of us ended in my victory, how can I have a grudge against Shaquille? "Charles. Barkley hastened to defend himself.

"Then why are you so excited about this ball, I rarely see you so excited, I remember that usually, I am the one who explains the game, and you are betting on the ball?" Kenny. Smith directly exposed Charles. Barkley's old bottom.

"Ha, don't you think this ball is funny? This basketball was an assist for Shaquille, who ran out to block Michael. Jordan's shot, he wanted to stop Michael. Jordan breaks Lakers predecessor Karim. Abdullah. Abdul-Jabbar's record, he did, but he gave the basketball to Kwamei. Brown, by the way, also made his efforts in the first quarter come to naught! He let the $5o million that should have been in his hands slip out of his hands again! Haha...... "Charles. Barkley successfully removed himself from Kenny. Smith escaped from the trap......

Stephen. Marbury shook the towel in his hand on the sidelines, shouting loudly, as if he had hit the final shot in Game 7 of the Finals.

Paul. Pierce kept waving his arms towards the stands on the sidelines, asking the fans to cheer louder, louder.

Shaquille. O'Neill looked helpless, lonely, he didn't say anything, and seemed to have lost interest in talking.

"I'm sorry! I'm just a reflex thrower of basketball, and I've long forgotten about betting! "I walked to Shaquille. O'Neill said. Of course, my words are full of hypocrisy.

Shaquille. O'Neill pursed his lips vigorously and said in a resigned tone, "It's okay! I found it myself! I didn't have anything to do to fan Michael's shot, and I didn't die and fanned the basketball into your hands, why am I not looking for something by myself? I admit it! ……”

Although he was unwilling, Shaquille. O'Neill still conceded defeat very unscrupulously.

Steve. Nash made a ground-hitting pass and passed the ball to Dirk. Nowitzki, the German chariot takes the ball against Jermain. O'Neal, a step-back jumper, scored 2 points again for the West.

Jason. Kidd dribbles to the frontcourt, Tracy. McGrady and Michael. Jordan switched positions and blocked the defense of Michael. Jordan's Sean. Marion, Michael. Jordan once again got the basketball, and then took the opportunity to wipe the inside line, from the big shark Shaquille. O'Neal jumped high in front of him and slammed the ball towards the basket with one hand!

Very imposing!

Michael. Jordan let go of his grip on the basket and roared into the sky, his face flushed and his voice extremely hoarse! It seems to be venting extreme dissatisfaction.

"I really didn't mean it last time! Is it necessary? "By Michael. Jordan's dunk as a background for Shaquille. O'Neill muttered quietly, his face flushed, and it was clear that he was interested in Michael. There was a small resentment in Jordan's heart for this retaliation.

Michael. Jordan seemed to hear the big shark O'Neal's complaints, and his body froze, but he didn't look back, and continued to run forward

To the thunderous applause of the fans, Michael. Jordan's quick return to defense.

The NBA's giant shark O'Neal was really unlucky in today's game, he originally had 3 minutes of playing time in the first quarter, but he was busy with fouls in these three minutes, too many fouls made him unable to play in the second and third quarters, and in the fourth quarter, he finally had the opportunity to play the table, but he covered the wrong person's hat at the wrong time and the wrong low, and the most unlucky thing was that the basketball that he fanned ran into the hands of the most wrong person, And the most wrong person made one of the most wrong shots.

Time is running out for the All-Star Game, and as time goes on, the game will inevitably become regular, and the defense will become tighter and tighter, and the Sharks are a little anxious, and Shaquille, who once proclaimed himself the greatest center in NBA history, started the season. O'Neal's current number is 2 points, 2 caps and 1 rebound, this number is about the same as rookie rookie Yao Ming, he is a little anxious, he must seize this limited time, he must seize the last opportunity to explode, so he reached out to ask for the ball!

Basketball was played by Steve. Nash passed, and the shark sat down hard, and I was killed by Shaquille. O'Neal's big ass pushed back a step back, giving him plenty of room to shoot. After that, O'Neill, the big shark, half-turned, stretched forward with his left hand to hold my front block, and bent his right arm for a standard small hook under the basket.

I never wanted to stop the big shark Shaquille. O'Neal's offense, just a shot that made Shaquille. O'Neal lost $50,000, and if he were to be blocked again, it would be too uninteresting for me.

But just because I didn't stop it, it didn't mean that anyone else wouldn't stop me, and a figure jumped up from my side, stretched out his right hand and slapped Shaquille fiercely. O'Neal throws out the basketball.

"Smack!"

The palm of the hand collided sharply with the basketball student, and the basketball turned straight into a big bend and flew directly out of the sideline.

See, Shaquille. O'Neal's block not only cost him $5o, but also offended the god who was about to retire - Michael. Jordan.

Michael. Jordan yelled while Shaquille. O'Neill's big black face had a black line, and there were even some signs of anger, but in the face of the old Michael. Jordan, Shaquille. O'Neill could only endure there, endure and endure again.

Dirk. Nowitzki put the basketball out on the sideline, and in the last three seconds Kobe Bryant. Bryant made a pull-up jump shot to keep the score tight.

Jason. Kidd passes the basketball to Michael again. Jordan, Michael. Jordan didn't hesitate after getting the ball, and went straight to the inside. Marion didn't stop Michael. Jordan, but that damn Shaquille. O'Neill ran out again to block Michael. Jordan, facing Shaquille, who is unusually fat and unusually big. O'Neill, Michael. Jordan made an emergency stop, jumped high, leaned back hard, and threw a basketball with a very high arc with both hands.

Michael. Jordan only needed 2 points to tie the record, but Shaquille was already a little angry. O'Neal doesn't seem ready to let Michael. Jordan tied the record as he jumped hard, stretched out his palms hard to reach for the basketball in the air.

Basketball seems to be dominated by Shaquille. O'Neal touched it, and there was an imperceptible change in the arc, and the slightest movement caused the basketball to smash on the basket, bounce, and fall out of the basket.

I'm Michael. Jordan was personally selected by Michael in my upbringing. Jordan has given me enough support and help, I have enjoyed privileges at the Wizards that no one else can ever enjoy, and I should help Michael at this critical time. Jordan should help Michael. Jordan hit this crucial basketball to help Michael. Jordan tied the record for Michael. Jordan set a new record.

I jumped up, and I tried to reach for the basketball, trying to grab the rebound, and give it to Michael. Jordan, and then by Michael. Jordan shoots this basketball.

But the big shark Shaquille. O'Neill seems to have thought of it, and he seems to be determined to stop Michael. Jordan's score, he carried me hard with his shoulder, and I was deviated by him in the air, but fortunately, my arm span was long enough, and the basketball was touched by the tips of my fingers and flew in my direction.

Big shark Shaquille. O'Neal was on the jump, he wanted to grab that rebound over my head, and there was no other way to play the game except foul Shark Shaquille. O'Neill used his whole body strength to use his advantage of being 3 centimeters taller than me to completely pour on my body, and I was leaned on by him! I could barely move.

Fortunately, the basketball is relatively close to me, and my palm is the same as Shaquille. O'Neal's palm reached the basketball almost at the same time, and the basketball flew again.

I slammed into Shaquille. O'Neal tried to knock him out of the way, but he also slammed into me, and the tremendous force collided together, causing the left half of my body to go numb.

I couldn't care more, I stretched out my right hand, slapped the falling basketball hard, and slapped the basketball to Michael. Jordan, at the same time, blocked Shaquille tightly with his body. O'neill.

No one does those boring things anymore! Sean. Marion though in defense of Michael. Jordan, but he's not bored enough to spoil Michael. Jordan was at the point of good things, he stood far away, just stretched out his hand and symbolically made defensive moves.

Basketball through the basket!

The arena was boiling! Countless people are shouting Michael. Jordan's name!

The record is flat!

Just one more goal, Michael. Jordan was able to break the record!

Michael. Jordan looked at Shaquille coldly. O'Neill glanced at him, turned and ran to the backyard, without saying anything to celebrate, without saying anything, but I started with Michael. Jordan saw his anger in his eyes.

Michael. Jordan and the big shark Shaquille. O'Neill was very surprised to carry it, and now the two people seemed to be full of anger towards each other.

I knew how to do it and this time I knew I had to help Michael. Jordan, I need to get Michael. Jordan happily ended his last All-Star with the cost of making the big shark Shaquille. The price of O'Neill's scolding is also not spared.

In the 5th minute of the fourth quarter, when the All-Stars had a full 6 minutes left to decide the winner, the battle on the inside suddenly escalated. O'Neal and the two of them competed on the inside.

"What are you doing here? It's an All-Star, not a Grand Final! "Big shark Shaquille. O'Neill held the ball with his back to me, and when he saw that I was defending him hard, he turned his head and defended him very angrily.

I know I can't say it for Michael. Jordan, but I've got the rhetoric ready: "Didn't you say you're the greatest center in NBA history?" I want to see where your greatness lies. ”

"Are you finding fault again? With so much time in the regular season, why choose the All-Star Game? "Big shark Shaquille. O'Neill said angrily.

"The regular season and your two games are over, and I don't want to wait until next season when you're in a dip to challenge you, I just want to see if you're the most dominant center in NBA history today!" I leaned forward and pressed my chest against Shaquille, the shark. O'Neill leaned back and said coldly.

"Good! I'll show you what a center is! "Big shark Shaquille. O'Neill hit me hard in the back, and my chest churned with blood, but I didn't move, I gritted my teeth and stood firmly, not letting the big shark Shaquille. O'Neill has the slightest hint of progress.

Shaquille. O'Neill seemed a little surprised, he seemed surprised that I was able to block his impact, and then used all my strength to organize a second impact.

I had a feeling of suffocation, a feeling of not being able to breathe, and I remember the last time I felt this way was in the regular season against the Lakers, and my opponent was the big shark I was up against.

There was a taste of blood in my mouth, but I still stood there firmly, without even the slightest retreat.

Basketball is five people, and one person can never solve the battle. When Shaquille had a surprised look on his face. When O'Neill crashed into me for the third time, Michael, who had long been dissatisfied with him. Jordan from Shaquille. O'Neal slapped the basketball in his hand, and then rushed to the frontcourt.

Steve. Nash was chasing, but halfway through the chase, he stopped, stood on the midline with his hands on his hips and quietly watched the flying man who stretched out his body in the air and held the basketball high with his left hand to dunk the basketball.

The flyer, best known for his dunk, used it to announce the end of his era.

The stadium once again resounded with cheers, shouts, and applause.

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