With three minutes and forty seconds left in the first quarter, the Grizzlies scored 15-19 after a wave of rapid points.

Paul received the ball in the backcourt and advanced quickly, Bredsoe made a fake turn to block the defender behind him, and suddenly flashed to the right baseline, and Paul's ball came immediately.

The speed of this ball was too fast, Li Ming almost did not react, although he had tried his best to defend, but he was afraid of Paul's breakthrough, so he didn't dare to stick too tightly, and this moment let him catch it and pass the ball out.

"Paul really broke the bull." Li Ming muttered silently in his heart.

LOOKING AT THIS SIDE, BREDESOE DRIBBLED TO A 45-DEGREE ANGLE AND SUDDENLY HIT THE GROUND TO GRIFFIN, GRIFFIN LOOKED AT RANDOLPH WHO POUNCED, AND GAVE THE BALL TO CRAWFORD NEXT TO HIM WITH A "NO LOOK PASS".

Crawford made a steady shot from mid-range and found a beautiful hollow into the net. After the goal, he said something in the air to Gasol Jr. This is the NBA culture, where you always greet the opponent's family when you score or play a match, so as to provoke the opponent.

"It's okay, let's chase it back." Li Ming patted Gasol on the shoulder. Gasol was shocked.

"Damn, what the hell, a rookie can also come and give advice to Lao Tzu? I don't know what to say. He shook his head in disdain and ran awkwardly to the opposing half-court to settle down.

Li Ming dribbled at the top of the arc to look for opportunities, Paul defended closely, barely giving any passing space, Li Ming could only lean sideways to signal his teammates to come up and block the dismantle.

But everyone just watched him quietly, and no one mentioned the upper line cover, not even the newly replaced Cunningham ignored him.

This league is like this, if you want to impress others, you have to rely on absolute strength, Kobe Bryant, Iverson will not beckon teammates to block and dismantle, they will only signal teammates to pull away.

Li Ming understood it, "Yes, Lao Tzu will do it himself." Paul didn't fall for it, he didn't lose his position, he was still stuck in his path, cutting off his passing vision.

Li Ming made a false turn and quickly pulled to the top of the right arc, and the other was two points long.

“shit！ I said that it was all a coincidence, he didn't have a basket at all...... "The ball flew out of the bottom line, three non-sticky, Gasol spread his hands towards Li Ming, and slowly ran back to the half.

"Don't care." Randolph was kind, and he was still cheering him up at this time.

“Lee,keep the fucki

g ball movi

g!!” Hollins stomped his foot off the pitch in a hurry.

Apparently he wanted the ball to get to Gasol or Randolph, who had a soft touch.

There was no boos from the fans at home, which was fair, but the cheers were two dimensions lower than before.

"Damn, what the hell is this, doesn't there be a shooting skill package? Lao Tzu's reputation just rose up, but he didn't dare to be cold at this time. Li Ming ran back suspiciously, scolding secretly in his heart.

{Ding!} The system rings again.

Yes, that's it, it's this familiar voice.

{Host, there's a new skill pack, do you want to open it?} }

"Yes."

"Congratulations to the host, you have received a Larry Hughes Experience Card, plus 300 points."

{Host}: Li Ming

{Position}: Organizational Defender

{Height}: 6'3 inches

{Weight}: 185 lbs

{Defensive Composite Value}: 91

{Attack Value}: 71 (Reference Pinnacle Kobe Bryant 99)

{Free throws}: 86

"Damn, what the hell, the offensive value is only 71, and, what's going on with this Larry Hughes, why not Derrick Rose, at least a Caron Butler. It's completely unplayable. While he was thinking about it, Paul had already reached the top of the arc.

"I'm willing to bet that Chris will choose to solve this ball on his own, he's such a competitive guy, and this yellow-skinned player has aroused his desire to win." Barkley picked up the mineral water in front of him and drank it down, looking at O'Neill with a wicked smile.

"Well, I agree with you, this ball Paul is going to make a classic shot on his head, let's see." Shaq kept shaking his head.

Paul continued to dribble under his crotch, and Li Ming always let him go (he was always afraid of Paul's footsteps and didn't dare to let him break through). Griffin and Crawford playfully opened up space for him to play singles.

"Is it left or right?" Li Ming has already seen that Paul can't pass the ball, and he is thinking about which way he will go.

Suddenly, Paul accelerated and ate Li Ming from the middle, Li Ming pressed his chest tightly against his body, but Paul suddenly bounced away like a ball, and he retreated directly to the three-point line and opened his hand to make a picturesque three-point shot, and the ball went into the net.

"I said, he'll definitely vote for himself." Barkley excitedly jumped up from his chair and did an orangutan dance in the live broadcast room, and the clumsy steps were really unbearable.

"Strange, why didn't he choose to face me directly, why did he shoot three points?" Obviously, Li Ming suffered an inexperienced loss in this defense, and even if he had a defensive bonus, it was not enough for him to judge correctly.

The score was once again stretched to ten points away, and there were 36 seconds left in the first quarter, Li Ming received the ball in the backcourt and quickly advanced to the frontcourt, Rudy Guy threw off the defender and cut inside, Li Ming threw the ball up, and Guy was stopped by Paul as soon as he received the ball.

"It's a misalignment, and Guy is tall and long-armed, facing Paul, who is only 183 centimeters. How will he choose to attack?

Is it a direct face frame breakthrough into the three-second zone or a back-to-back single? Barkley ignited the atmosphere at the right time.

I saw that Guy was not in a hurry to shoot, but turned around little by little, facing Paul, he made a few shooting feints, but Paul did not move, just stuck his next plate, he was sure that Guy would definitely choose to break through, because his shooting was not as stable as Conley's.

"Guy lifts the ball over his head, Bobby Simmons slaps it down from behind, Paul takes the ball, Paul takes the ball......" shouted from the commentary stand.

"Come on." Li Ming had already run back to the backcourt in advance, waiting for Paul with open hands outside the three-point line, and Randolph was also standing behind him with his big ass, obviously, he had lost the opportunity to break quickly.

"He's not going to pass the ball, he's going to keep eating me." Li Ming kept flashing these lines in his head.

Sure enough, Paul crossed into the free throw line, Li Ming clinged to him and didn't let him have a chance to shoot, Paul took a step back and re-accelerated past Li Ming, and the basket was empty.

"Chris leaps over and lifts the ball up the air, which is really ethereal for a point guard like him." Shaq couldn't help but praise.

Just when everyone thought that there was no suspense about the ball, they saw Li Ming suddenly kill in the air, and then preemptively pressed the ball on the rebound - a nailboard hat!

The ball landed on Jordan Jr.'s leg and went out of bounds. The referee quickly gestured to the home team for possession.

"OMG! this is so brutal, how did this little man do it, he was facing Chris, this man who had been at the peak of Howard back then." Shaq's facial expression twisted into a ball.

“awesome！” The fans began to fall back into frenzy, admittedly, such a block is indeed very morale-long, Paul kept signaling to the referee that the ball was suspected of being a hitter, but the referee just twisted his head to the side, and at this time they would not blow for a foul of this magnitude, and handed it over to the players on the court to solve by themselves.

Throw-in, Guy handed the ball to Li Ming, Li Ming glanced at the timetable, there were 14 seconds left, it was enough, he smiled slightly.

Gasol has already settled into position, raising his right arm high to signal the high ball, Li Ming glanced at it and just stopped at the top of the arc, he was not in a hurry to play, even if it was a second, he did not want to leave it to the Clippers. He was holding the clock down, his eyes constantly on his teammates moving on the field.

Although Gasol stuck Jordan Jr. behind him, Bobby Simmons was also eyeing him, ready to steal at any time.

Hmph, at this time, Rivers replaced him to do this, that is, to use his movement and long arms to break the Grizzlies' inside advantage, how could Li Ming not see it.

"There it is." Li Ming's heart lit up, and when there were 7 seconds left in the score set, he walked inside with Paul, and suddenly made a sharp stop to shoot the shot, and Bobby Simmons was attracted to pinch him.

"Damn it, give me the damn ball." Gasol scolded, he also thought that Li Ming was going to make a move, yes, that's it, if even he thought so.

A mountain-like black shadow was quickly inserted into the basket, and Simmons, who had been holding Randolph, was attracted by Li Ming, but Randolph was left unattended, easily receiving the ball with a dexterous eraser, the ball went in, and the lights were on!!

At 19-24, the first quarter ended, and the Clippers' lead was only 5 points left, which had been tightly bitten.

"Wow, this ball is very imaginative, just a few tenths of a second, a little hesitation is a mistake."

Barkley was also infected by this little man, and his tone was not as disdainful as before, and there was even a little praise.

Everyone came over to high-five him, and Gasol smiled apologetically, he knew that the little man in front of him was a good defender with ideas, and he was really arrogant and rude before.

"Lee, good fight, good fight." Hollins slapped his ass vigorously, "But next time, don't risk passing the ball like this, it's too dangerous, there is hardly any space, and such a small pass can easily be destroyed by the opponent's long arm." The coach was chattering.

Li Ming took the water handed by the staff and began to drink it in large gulps. His eyes never took off the Clippers' bench.

Again, there's a pair of eyes staring at him over there, well, he seems to have the league's No. 1 defender.