Chapter 82: Psychologist Tim Duncan!

"Beep!"

The timeout ends and the game continues.

Halfway through the third quarter, the Rockets were still trailing by seven points.

In the Huaxia broadcast room, Zhang Weiping looked at the broadcast screen, his expression was a little weird, and he said softly: "Team Rocket has made another substitution adjustment." This is to put Battier in the fourth position to defend Duncan?! ”

"That doesn't seem like the right choice, does it?! Battier is 8 centimeters shorter than Duncan. It's a loss! ”

"Originally, the Rockets couldn't catch up with the score, but now it's so adjusted, it's even harder to play!"

After Su Dong heard Zhang Weiping's words, he hurriedly said, "I think Han Ning should have some special arrangements." Battier is the Rockets' most defensive player. It's also understandable to go and defend the Spurs' core players. ”

In the Internet Mountain, Huaxia fans also joined the discussion.

"The Spurs are too strong! Han Ning had no choice but to let Battier defend against Duncan, right?! ”

"Try to replace people one by one, as long as you can have a good defense."

"If you want me to say, the Spurs are probably the champions this year! Look at the strength of this lineup, it's outrageous! ”

"Alas, Team Rocket is really gone today. If Han Ning had been there to conduct at the beginning, maybe there would have been a play. Now I guess it's no show. ”

"I think Han Ning must have a backhand........... As for what, I can't guess yet. ”

On the court, the Rockets attacked.

Tim Duncan looked at Battier, who was more than half a head shorter than him, and was a little puzzled.

Is it serious to use someone so much shorter than yourself to match yourself?!

Francis came to the front court with the ball and passed the ball directly to Battier as Han Ning instructed.

After receiving the ball, Battier took two steps back and faced Tim Duncan's defense outside the three-point line.

His expression was a little tangled, and he hesitated for a while before he said, "Brother, you can't stop me." ”

Battier didn't follow what Han Ning had taught him, but said something that didn't hurt.

After all, the trash talk that Han Ning taught him did sound a little hurtful........

However, Tim Duncan was stunned when he heard Battier's words.

As a psychology graduate with a bachelor's degree, you can generally ignore trash talk on the court.

But it was Battier who trash-talked to him.

The league is notoriously trash-talker.

Plus the tangled expression on Battier's face just now.

It was as if Battier was telling the truth, but he was a little embarrassed to say it.

Sometimes, the more people who talk trash talk to you every day, the more you think it's nothing.

After all, you know that this person is like this, and you don't care what he says.

But when an honest man suddenly comes up to you and tells you that it's trash.

Then you will definitely doubt life.

Tim Duncan is in such a state of mind right now.

After Battier said this, he found that Tim Duncan was stunned and directly opened his hand to pull out the jumper.

"Bang!"

"Huh!"

Without receiving much defensive pressure, he scored a three-pointer.

This time, Tim Duncan's heart was even more uncomfortable.

Popovich, who was on the sidelines, looked at Tim Duncan with some confusion.

It stands to reason that with Tim Duncan's defensive ability, he wouldn't be able to watch Battier shoot.

Popovich only thought it was a mistake on the part of Duncan and didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, on the pitch, no one will never make a mistake.

Turning heads, the Spurs attacked.

Tony Parker passes the ball to Duncan again.

Battier stuck his position on the inside and defended against Tim Duncan.

After the attack just now, Battier knew that the trash talk tactics were really working for Duncan.

Since it is effective, it must continue according to Han Ning's instructions.

And, with the first, there will be a second.

This time, Battier simply followed what Han Ning taught him, stuck behind Tim Duncan, frowned, his expression was still a little tangled, and said softly: "Brother, you seem to be a bit of a fox........

Duncan's eyes widened when he heard this.

He turned his head to look at Battier in disbelief.

"Why don't you get a bottle of perfume for you?!" Battier said with a slightly innocent expression.

At this point, Tim Duncan was completely sure that what Battier had just said to him was not a joke.

In an instant, his face darkened.

Being said by an honest person, I'm afraid no one will have a bad mentality.

Especially for someone who specializes in psychology.

On the premise that he had already determined in his heart that Battier was not a person who could tell lies, he couldn't accept it even more when he heard Battier say this.

As soon as the mentality was messed up, Tim Duncan's movements became a little rougher.

Forced against Battier's body, he swung his elbow and turned, ready to shoot.

However, Battier took advantage of the situation and fell backwards, lying directly on the ground.

"Beep!"

The referee then stepped forward, blew the whistle, and committed a foul!

At this point, even Tim Duncan himself wasn't sure if he had actually committed a foul.

His movements were indeed a little rough just now.

Looking at Battier lying on the ground, Tim Duncan wanted to step forward and pull him up.

But the thought of what Battier had just said in his ear gave up the idea again.

The young stone Buddha is not without weaknesses.

Although he seems invincible, he can still find a chance to break his psychological defenses.

Han Ning, who was standing on the sidelines, crossed his arms with a hint of a smile on his face.

If Tim Duncan had experienced the most outrageous technical foul, Han Ning would definitely not have worked if he wanted to use such a small trick.

But now, you're still a young man, Tim Duncan!

Seeing that the number of fouls on Tim Duncan had accumulated to 3, Han Ning's heart was much more relieved.

Popovich, who was standing not far away, suddenly noticed that his eyelids began to beat wildly.

For some reason, he always felt that Han Ning had some special purpose in letting Battier defend Tim Duncan.

But standing on the sidelines, he couldn't hear Battier's whispered trash talk, and he didn't know what was going on on the field. There is no way to make any judgments.

The Rockets went on offense.

Ginobili successfully completed the breakthrough with the help of Da Yao's block, rushed to the basket, and went straight to Tim Duncan.

Seeing this, Tim Duncan hurriedly threw down Battier and rushed over to make up for it.

Ginobili was naturally aware of Han Ning's arrangement.

After seeing Tim Duncan coming over to make up for the defense, he started directly to the basket, and his arms consciously touched Tim Duncan's arm.

"Beep!"

Another defensive foul!

The number of fouls on Tim Duncan has accumulated to 4!

It can be said that Han Ning's tactics have begun to work!

Seeing Tim Duncan, whose eyes were a little dull, Battier slowly stepped forward, with a serious expression, and whispered: "Brother, your defense is really not good." ”

At this moment, Tim Duncan's psychological defense completely collapsed!

The mending knife from an honest man is even more terrifying!