Brooks is still the same, and this year the Rockets have relied more heavily on his firepower from the perimeter, and he has lived up to expectations by averaging a staggering 18.3 points per game and diching out 5.4 assists per game. In terms of statistics, Brooks is not even inferior to Billups at 15+6. He has become the most firepower teammate around Yao Ming today, of course, before Martin came.

The fact that he has been able to perform like this this season is inseparable from the growth of his own strength. In the face of the Timberwolves and the aging Billups, he stepped out of his two hot wheel-like short legs and flew to the frontcourt.

The Timberwolves players hadn't yet been in position, and when Zheng turned his head, Brooks also rushed over, followed behind the Timberwolves player's buttocks, and scored a layup with a low hand to open the scoring for the Rockets.

2 to 0.

"Old guy, you're not good anymore, point guard is the world of speed flow." When Brooks returned to defense, there was a raging fire burning in his eyes, and his tone was quite arrogant and provocative to Billups.

"Hehe, do you dare to play like this for the whole game? Haven't had enough of it? "Billups is not a good man, he is a man who has been with the Pistons, and the Pistons are basically tough guys, villains, and trash talk is really pediatric, and he rarely uses it anymore.

Brooks was speechless, he remembered that in the playoffs last season, it was because he was beaten that the Rockets' rhythm was always controlled by the Timberwolves, and for this, he was not less scolded. When Billups said this, the old and new hatred erupted together. He feels like he's getting stronger, and this time he must make the Timberwolves suffer.

Billups gets the ball outside the 45-degree three-point line, and he won't look back like a stunned young man. Follow tactics. calmly distributed to Zheng Ke at the top of the arc.

When Zheng Ke got the basketball, it was as if he was about to blow up the target center arena, and the fans began to clamor and cheer Zheng Ke's name, hoping to see his every score, every assist, every offense. The air in the center of the target was scorching

Battier is an old friend of Zheng Ke. He knew Zheng Ke's strength too well. Unbeatable first step, beast-like physique, and sometimes he finds time to play some back-guard tricks. The feints are as realistic as they are. and the extremely accurate shot, which is simply a template player among the swingman of the guard. He posted it the moment Zheng Ke got the ball, and not being able to give Zheng Ke the starting speed was the battle strategy that he reacted to immediately.

He was a plaster, but unfortunately Zheng Ke was not injured. Battier's set of silk wrappers Zheng Ke is too familiar. When he first entered the league, he did the same with other players.

Shake your shoulders. The center of gravity pressed down, and the frequency of dribbling instantly accelerated, Zheng Ke changed his pace of movement, turned his back and hit Battier.

Battier struggled and took a small step back.

Zheng Ke's eyes lit up, and this small step made a small space for him. The ball is one, the ball moves, and it turns around again. Savagely forced his breakthrough, slamming his iron-hard abs into Battier's outstretched arm in vain.

"Block!"

Battier turned his head to warn his teammates. But Zheng Ke's speed was too fast, especially after it was activated, like a white lightning bolt, with an unstoppable momentum, he smashed into the rocket paint area.

Yao Ming couldn't keep up with the defense, and Scola couldn't jump.

When Zheng Ke jumped in the air, they could only watch Zheng Ke complete this powerful punch with his hands hanging behind his head, smashing the basketball hoop and shaking incessantly.

2 to 2.

"Too fast, too high, too fierce." Little Jordan next to the water cooler was dumbfounded, he had never seen such a flying player, especially such a flying Chinese. In the Clippers, Eric Gordon is already the most capable player who can jump and dunk the best, but he is definitely not as domineering as Zheng Ke.

"It's okay, that's how he plays, give me the ball in the next round." Yao Ming clapped his hands, loudly cheered up the momentum of the rocket, which was a little depressed because of Zheng Ke's dunk, and decided to play one by himself next time.

"Let's not rush, play the position, take our time, and give full play to Yao Ming's inside attack power." Martin, though he had only just arrived at the Rockets, seemed to have blended in, he whispered to Brooks. I'm afraid that Brooks will take another 120-yard pace of his team, completely ignoring his teammates.

"I know the way, I know the way. I'll slow down, don't worry. Brooks looked calm, he was completely clear in his mind now, and repeatedly promised that he would never break through without a brain, without three points.

The two served the baseline ball and ran to the front court together.

Adelman has actually been working on how to maximize Yao's interior attack. It's all about tactics, timing, and so on. Last season, if Yao Ming could maintain his output throughout the game, perhaps the Timberwolves would be the last to fall, and the script would have been completely rewritten. Now, Yao Ming's form is still on fire this season, and trading Martin for Martin is actually his own proposal to Morey. It's not that he is ruthless to Maddie, it's just that Martin, who projects excellently, is at the peak of his integrity, and it is more suitable to cooperate with Yao Ming, who is often trapped. Today, he is going to take a good look at the chemistry between Yao Ming and Martin.

Yao Ming bent down and reached inside to grab the basketball.

This time his position was deep, and Pekovich's forehead was exposed, and he desperately pushed Yao Ming outside. But it felt like I was pushing a mountain, and I didn't move. Yao Ming took the ball, he didn't dare to push people with all his might, and he was not sure to be blown to push people foul by the referee who was watching from the side.

Yao Ming glanced at the situation on the court after getting the ball, the Rockets opened up a lot of space for him, near the Scola free throw line area, Brooks weak bottom corner, Martin arc top, Battier 45 degrees outside the three-point line, he suddenly had a rough player distribution map in his mind.

"Bang!"

Yao Ming bumped into Pekovic's solid meat shield and frowned slightly. The Timberwolves didn't know where to find such a player, and he felt like he was hitting a wall, and the rebound was very strong. But this did not bother him, I saw him hold the basketball, his right foot as the axis, his left foot drew half a circle, and then leaned back slightly with a straight arm jumper.

This is his stunt, height plus arm span, extremely high shot point, and the speed of the shot is quite fast, even a player with average bounce power can jump quickly, and before anyone can jump to the highest point, he has already thrown the ball out. This move is very difficult to prevent, after throwing the hand feeling, God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.

"Huh!" The basketball scurried through the net with a crisp sound. Simple yet light, precise and deadly. Yao Ming secretly waved his clenched fist, feeling that his shot must be very handsome.

However, the Timberwolves players are accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, and they quickly send the baseline ball with a blank face, Billups waved his old arm, and then all the Timberwolves players were like galloping wolves, rolling smoke and dust to kill forward.

"Watch out!"

As if he had been pricked in the ass, Adelman suddenly stood up from the bench, made his hands into a trumpet shape, and loudly reminded the Rockets players.

The Rockets player cursed shamelessly, then turned his head and chased after the Timberwolves who were running wildly.

As soon as the chances weren't too good, Billups slowed down and waited outside the three-point line for Pekovic to serve.

Billups controls the ball with his right hand and directs his players to run with his left hand, shouting loudly from time to time, feeling like a director making a movie. His dead fish-like eyes looked at the Timberwolves inside, and there was a meeting with Lefou's gaze. Suddenly, Lefu understood what Billups meant, and gave him a reassuring look.

Billups started to kick in, and Brooks was with him. He feigned to break to the right, but in an instant he changed direction sharply in front of his body, switched to a left-handed dribble, and then burst to the left.

"It's such a simple change of direction, who do you want to shake?" Brooks was smug and thought Billups was nothing more than that.

"Bang!" A mountain-like body blocked Brooks' body, and the force that rebounded almost made Brooks not stumble.

"Damn, I hate Timberwolves." Brooks cursed and turned his head to look for Billups, only to find that his vision was blocked by Lefou's huge body, and he couldn't see where Billups was at all.

On the other side, Scola gave up the Lefou's marking, saw Brooks out of position, and went to chase Billups. Billups went straight to the basket, which made the Rockets nervous and attracted heavy troops for a while. Battier hesitated, but let go of Zheng Ke a little space, and moved his footsteps to the inside.

Zheng Ke secretly moved sideways and was in an open position, but Billups's vision was blocked by Yao Ming and Scola's four big arms, which was affected, and he still chose to share the ball safely and handed it to Pekovic under the basket.

The opportunity was rare, and despite Battier's timely defense, Pekovic still dominated the bow. He felt great under the basket and hit a half-hook and half-shot shot. 4 to 2.

Zheng Ke shook his head, he actually watched a scene outside Pekovic's ability to respond is a little worse, if this ball is Lefou, maybe it is a pass from behind.

After that, the two teams each missed the attack twice, the Rockets made a mistake in passing, and Battier's pass was directly cut off by Zheng Ke, and the two fought for the ground on the ground. Zheng Ke slid to the side of the basketball in a leap, took control of the basketball, grabbed the basketball with one hand, and threw it at Billups in front of him.

A white arm stretched out diagonally, and Martin Yellow Finch was behind him, breaking the ball back again. He didn't make adjustments on the outside, and directly used an awkward shooting method to push out the basketball with his chest.

"I'll rub it, and there's no reason for it."

Zheng Ke, who fell to the ground, watched the basketball fall into the basket and felt that this thin monkey with thick and big eyes was very underbeaten (to be continued......