"Shet!"

The postman was affected by the downward pressure, and his body posture in the air was severely deformed, throwing a three-no-stick, and the ball was picked up by Rodman.

"What the hell, is this playing or fighting?"

Zhou Quan cursed secretly, took Rodman's ball, immediately threw off the postman, and quickly moved forward.

However, the Jazz were quick to return to defense, and Jeff Malone and small forward Edwards quickly returned to the backcourt to stop his fast break.

"Oh roar! Iron Fist defended the Postman's elbow, and our little point guard blocked the Postman's elbow strongly, and he didn't let the Postman get his way......"

The bearded John Lowes roared passionately.

With his roar, the palace of Auburn Hills also resounded with enthusiastic cheers and applause.

At the top of the arc, Jeff Malone blocked in front, and Zhou Quan immediately made a gesture, called Joe Dumas's block, and replaced Stockton back.

He drove the ball down the right flank, with Stockton chasing him inside, trying to push him outside, but simply squeezed him out.

As soon as he got to the three-point line on the right wing, he immediately made another gesture to get center John Sailly, who was low on the right wing, into the basket.

Then, Sailly went to the basket, Mark Eaton had to follow, and Zhou Quan went into the low post on the right wing and began to single Stockton.

His offensive skills are only level 75, which is far from mature, but his back body is better than the basket, with level 80, which is due to his tonnage and strength, and his good confrontation ability is conducive to back play.

Stockton knew that his tonnage was too small to withstand Zhou Quan's back, so he immediately made a small move, not carrying it close to his body in the back, but using his elbow against Zhou Quan's waist, and his other small hand pinched Zhou Quan's soft waist in the back.

But this still can't stop Zhou Quan's back hit, the difference between tonnage and strength is too great, and all small actions are in vain.

Zhou Quan arched twice and arched into the paint, and the third time he hit back, Stockton was directly knocked over, he immediately turned around and jumped, and Mark Eaton stepped forward to block a step too slow.

"Bang!"

The basketball smashes into the basket and hits a shot from close to the basket.

"Iron Fist knocked over Stockton for the second time, and his tonnage and power on the outside were too great." Chuck Daley was overjoyed and began to think about the cultivation of Zhou Quan.

To cultivate, you must first position.

How to position Zhou Quan, this issue is very critical, related to the future development direction of Zhou Quan, if it is not good, it will be all over.

Jazz offense.

Still black and white to do the blocking, Stockton took the opportunity to hold the ball into the nectarine area, and after attracting the defense, he suddenly distributed the ball to Jeff Malone, who ran out of the open space.

Jeff Malone is a great scorer with the only weakness being the lack of three-pointers.

He was the No. 10 pick in the first round in '83, his ninth season, averaging 20+ points per game in five of those seasons, and this season has also reached 20+ so far.

"Brush!"

This kind of vacancy, Jeff Malone did not let go, caught the ball and made a jumper, hitting an empty shot.

4:6, the Jazz fell behind away, and the Pistons attacked.

Zhou Quan dribbled towards the top of the arc.

One step away, Stockton leaned over and stepped back.

Just two steps at the top of the arc, Zhou Quan suddenly shook his shoulders.

"Left? Right? ”

At this moment, Stockton was unable to make an accurate prediction, so he could only take a step back.

But at this moment, accelerating the stride past people, Zhou Quan took the first step, broke through from the right side, and while passing the defender, his left shoulder slammed into Stockton's right shoulder.

"Bang!"

Stockton slammed straight back, his back slamming into the floor and slipping backwards.

"Damn it!"

The postman inside looked at it with a sharp look, his good brother was not physically strong, and he had been knocked over three times just at the beginning, and if he continued like this, he would be injured sooner or later.

At this moment, Zhou Quan had already taken the opportunity to kill the top of the arc, crossed the free throw line, and entered the restricted area, forcing the Jazz's defense to shrink in.

But he didn't hesitate and plunged headlong into the crowd.

The four big interior lines on both sides, plus two small forwards, are already piled up with six people in the paint area at this time, and with him, it is seven, which is already overcrowded.

With the help of a full-level spatial imagination, he clearly saw that there were many small spaces in the crowd, and these spaces could be used.

"Break the gap with the infernal."

At this moment, he had this idea.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

Between dribbling, he turned and slipped between Edwards and Rodman, pulled to the right, dodged the postman on the front of the basket, and then suddenly changed direction.

With the ball in hand, he stopped dribbling and slipped through the gap between Mark Eaton and the postman to the basket, and then he suddenly saw a void in front of him, with all the defenders behind him.

The next moment, he turned sideways with all his might, turned 90 degrees in the air to face the basket, and smashed the ball with one hand.

"It's over!"

The Postman and Mark Eaton, who turned around and jumped the cover, were already half a beat slower.

"Bang!"

The sound of smashing the basket sounded, and Zhou Quan completed a dunk under the basket.

"Boom!"

The entire Auburn Hills Palace instantly became lively, with cheers and applause ringing like thunder.

"Yikes!"

Zhou Quan himself was also very excited, and raised his fist and shook it violently.

He was very happy to be able to dunk one, because his height and bounce were not enough, he rarely dunked, and occasionally he could dunk one when he had a good chance.

But he wasn't excited about scoring this goal, he was excited about his style of play, and he took another step forward in his use and understanding of space.

The basketball court is so big, the paint area is smaller, and so many players on both sides are crowded together, how to create a greater threat in the limited space is the direction he wants to develop in the future.

Speed up, improve agility, improve the ability to integrate man and ball, and improve ball control, this is inevitable, otherwise he sees those vacancy, but the body can't keep up, the technique can't keep up, and it's useless.

"Good boy! Iron Fist single-handedly broke through all of the Jazz's defenses, and he is our future. The bearded John Lowes roared excitedly.

"He seems to be able to see all the crevices in the crowd, so good at observation?"

In the audience, the smiling assassin Thomas was also surprised by Iron Fist's ball-holding attack.

"Damn rookie!"

Under the basket, looking at Zhou Quan, who was celebrating with his teammates, the postman's eyes flashed.

4:8, Jazz attack.

Stockton used a small move again when he broke through and stepped on Zhou Quan again.

But this time, Zhou Quan decisively chose to respond.

Grabbing Stockton's jersey with his left hand and pulling it hard, the latter threw himself directly to the floor, his face hit the ground, and his mouthguards fell out, crying out in pain.

"Tick!"

The referee's whistle sounded.

"Shet!"

The postman couldn't help it and rushed up.

Seeing the menacing postman, no one dared to stop the pistons, and they all watched him rush towards Zhou Quan.