Chapter 133: The Rookie's Conspiracy [2/3]
[This is yesterday's second watch, today's second watch must have, is to make up for yesterday's third watch, originally yesterday had a cold, and then sent her to the hospital, stayed up at night for a while and now has a severe cold, fortunately her father has a big problem, the heart put two stents and only need to recuperate, just wait in the hospital Oh I went to take a drip myself, I hope the cold will be good soon. 】
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Mike Bibby saw Artest asking for the ball and immediately passed it over.
He believes that Artest can easily beat Linson's defense, after all, the two sides are not at the same level at all in terms of tonnage or height.
At the moment when Artest received the ball, Lin Sen leaned directly on, his chest was completely against Artest's back, and his arms were slightly open.
"Rookie, you're very aggressive defensively." As he spoke, Artest, who was holding the ball on his back, held the ball in front of his chest with both hands, and hit Lin Sen with his back at the same time.
Boom!
The strong and powerful back made Lin Sen's footsteps can't help but take a small half step back, but Lin Sen's fast moving footsteps stuck to it again.
"You're tenacious, but you've chosen the wrong person." Artest snorted coldly and tried to strike again.
At this time, Linson's right hand poked out from the right side of Artest's body, although he couldn't break the ball directly, but Artest had to put the ball on his waist.
At the same time, Artest hit again, and Lin Sen retreated half a step back again.
Artest took the opportunity to dribble in a half-turn, and forced the inside with his left hand directly through Linson.
Although Lin Sen defended quickly, he was still a beat slower and could only follow Artest to the left of his body.
But Artest's left arm was like an insurmountable peak between him and Artest, and Liliang continued to emanate from Artest's arm.
If it weren't for the fact that he was fast enough, Lin Sen would have completely lost control of Artest, but even so, under Artest's arrogance, Lin Sen was at a disadvantage on the defensive end.
It might be more appropriate to use the word crushing, but fortunately, Eddie Griffin's defense was fast enough that Artest's layup eventually slid out of the frame.
Looking at the ball that smashed out of the basket, Lin Sen took a step sideways and jumped up directly to take the ball down.
Artest threw his arm in annoyance, expecting the ball to be scored, but now the shot missed.
And Lin Sen has a more comprehensive experience of Artest's Liliang, even if the ball is scored by Artest, Lin Sen will not feel anything.
This defense is more to test how big Artest's Liliang is, and it turns out that the gap between him and Artest's Liliang is too obvious.
Lin Sen's mind was racing fast, and in addition to the offensive end that could stimulate Artest, he also wanted to start from the defensive end.
Thinking while dribbling, an idea of Artest, who was looking back at the defense, drilled into Lin Sen's mind.
When Linson dribbled across the halfway line, Artest was close at hand.
Although he managed to shake off Artest in the last attack, Linson knew how difficult Artest's defense was.
Get the first chance and take the first hand!
When he was still two meters away from Artest, Artest began to press towards Lin Sen.
At this moment, Lin Sen made the first move.
Slap the ball and change direction.
Artest was stunned and immediately slid to the left, seeing Artest respond, Lin Sen slapped the ball with his right hand, the ball came to his left hand, and at the same time, the whole person pulled to the left, forming a misalignment with Artest again.
In the face of Lin Sen's two consecutive changes of direction, Artest moved his feet again, but Lin Sen's third change of direction followed.
Syllable!
The ball bounced off the ground in front of Lin Sen and bounced back to Lin Sen's right hand, and Lin Sen stepped out with his left foot while meeting the ball with his right hand.
When Artest was about to move his feet again, Linson had already thrown his defense away with a bent acceleration.
"Your defense is fantastic!" When he got rid of Artest, Lin Sen didn't forget to drop a word that stimulated Artest.
Breaking into the three-point line, when Lin Sen was still two big strides away from the reasonable collision zone, he made a sharp stop and threw the ball out with his right hand.
The ball flew high past Brad Miller, who was on guard, and landed safely into the basket.
“WOOD! WOOD! WOOD! ”
The target center quickly converged into a uniform shout.
Lin Sen quickly returned to the defense, and after passing Artest's side, Lin Sen smiled at Artest.
In Artest's eyes, Linson's smile was undoubtedly the biggest provocation and ridicule.
"Mike!" Artest's icy voice entered Bibi's ears.
Mike Beeby nodded, "No problem. ”
As soon as Artest arrived in the front court, Lin Sen posted it.
"You're not bad, but that's about it."
Lin Sen smiled: "Yes, that's all, but I'm scoring now, aren't I?" You didn't score. ”
"Humph! You will know how bad your choices are and will be your nightmare tonight. Saying that, Artest hit his back backwards, and Lin Sen was immediately knocked back half a step.
Timberwolves fans in front of the live TV couldn't help but worry about Linsen's small body, and many people even began to blame Devin Casey for how to make Linsen's small body defend a beast like Artest.
Bibby passed the ball to Artest again, and the moment Artest received the ball, he hit Lin Sen behind him again.
Boom!
There was a muffled thump in my chest, and I almost ran out of breath.
Lin Sen endured the pain and stubbornly pressed against Artest's back, pretending to be relaxed and said, "Your strength is nothing more than this, just a joke with you in front?"
"Arrogant rookie, you will pay for your big words!"
Artest snorted coldly, and his right hand began to dribble, his back and Linson's chest separated by almost ten centimeters.
With a slam of the ball, his back slammed into his back at the same time, and he wanted to use his actions to tell the rookie behind him how stupid it was to provoke him.
Boom!
A louder noise than the previous one came from the place where Lin Sen and Artest collided, and the muffled sound made Jaric not far away couldn't help but worry about Lin Sen.
Surprisingly, however, this time Lin Sen was almost not knocked back like a rock, much to Artest's surprise.
"MD, liliang is so big." Lin Sen sneered, but still pretended to be relaxed.
"Your liliang is so big, I said it was just a joke earlier."
Artest didn't speak, but crashed into Lin Sen again, and although Lin Sen was fully prepared, he couldn't help but retreat half a step back by Artest's arrogant liliang.
However, Lin Sen's tenacity allowed him to quickly resist Artest, "Keep trying." ”
A sly look flashed in Lin Sen's eyes, and his weight shifted from the foreballs of his feet to his heels, and he was waiting for Artest to arrive again.
If it were someone else, maybe Lin Sen's stimulation would not be effective, but this person was Artest, and Lin Sen's repeated provocations as a rookie completely detonated him.
With a low scolding, Artest crashed into Lin Sen behind him again, Liliang was a little bigger than just now.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and Lin Sen, whose center of gravity moved his heels, was directly knocked out.
Honk!
The referee's whistle sounded immediately.
Lin Sen made a beautiful glide in the air, and after struggling in the air, he fell directly on the floor, and then slid on the floor for more than a meter before stopping.
And Artest also suddenly lost his strength point, and he staggered out of his hand.
"Kings No. 93 offensive foul!"
The referee pointed to Artest and made an offensive foul gesture, and Lin Sen looked at the referee aggrievedly on the floor.
A smile flashed across his lips as he watched the referee's gestures, and this was the result he was expecting.
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