Soon after, the second half began with the Pistons attacking first.

Zhou Quan didn't use a crushing breakthrough anymore, it would be too physical, the team needed his breakthrough, and he had to break through in the most energy-saving way.

He discussed it with Jo Dumas, and the two worked together.

At this time, he pushed through the half-court, first handed the ball to Joe Dumas at the top of the arc, and then ran to the left wing, two steps outside the left midfield in the paint area, and started to ask for position.

Like an interior player, carrying Mark Jackson to the position, reaching for the ball.

Mark Jackson tried his best to stop, but the power and tonnage were indeed a little worse, and Zhou Quan managed to receive a pass from Joe Dumas.

At this time, John Sailly came out of the penalty area to block and dismantle, and Zhou Quan took the opportunity to get rid of Mark Jackson and hold the ball to the left waist.

Ewing was under the basket, and Oakley was already standing in the left midfield, blocking Zhou Quan's breakthrough run.

Even if Zhou Quan can break through Oakley, he will be defended by Ewing, and he doesn't have the ability to beat Ewing under the basket now.

This is also the Pistons' dilemma on the offensive end, unable to break the Knicks' interior defense.

At this time, Rodman entered the basket from the low post on the right wing, saw Zhou Quan start to break through, and immediately pulled up, intending to pull Ewing away from the basket, but Ewing didn't even look at him.

"Bang!"

Zhou Quan dribbled, dangled with one hand, shook Oakley for a moment, and then burst into the paint area from his underside and went straight to Ewing under the basket.

Hit the basket, facing Ewing, holding the ball high in one hand with his right hand, he jumped to the basket without fear.

"Oh no, fooled!"

Ewing raised his hands high and jumped to block the cap, but after he jumped, his heart jumped abruptly.

Zhou Quan jumped into the air, but the right hand holding the ball did not meet the block for a layup, but threw the ball into the air in front of the basket.

"What?"

Oakley, who was turning back to defend the basket, felt a flower in front of him, and a red, white and blue figure flew in front of him.

After Joe Dumas passed the ball at the top of the arc, he immediately cut down, and then Rodman pulled up from under the basket to make a pick-and-roll for him, blocking Wilkins Jr.

He rushed into the paint area, saw Zhou Quan fake a real pass in the air, and immediately stepped up and flew in front of Oakley, catching the ball with both hands in the air, and dunking violently.

"Bang!"

The Knicks' basket exploded instantly.

“……”

Ewing, who took off and blocked the cap, didn't have time to jump a second time, and was buckled with a solid knot, and he was almost knocked over.

"Oh roar!"

The first half was unfavorable, and the atmosphere in the palace of Auburn Hills was already much colder, but this slack immediately made the arena boil again, and the shouts erupted like a volcano.

"Yikes!"

After shutting off super center Ewing, the excited Zhou Quan and Joe Dumas jumped high under the basket and hit their chests in celebration.

Oakley wanted to go up and drive the two away, but was afraid of being beaten.

This ball raised the morale of the Pistons a lot.

In the following time, Zhou Quan continued to play with Joe Dumas, he broke through with the ball, and the latter ran open space outside, or waited for an opportunity to cut inside, and the cooperation was quite good.

At the same time, others also frequently made offensive covers, creating open opportunities and breakthrough space for Joe Dumas and Zhou Quan.

At the end of the third quarter, 60:57, the Pistons only trailed by 3 points, and pulled back 6 points in a single quarter.

Zhou Quan played the third quarter, shooting 1 of 2 in a single quarter, 3 of 4 free throws, and got another Ewing hat, but still hit a shot, grabbed two rebounds, and handed out four assists, three of which went to Joe Dumas and one to John Sely.

The defensive performance was also good, stealing Mark Jackson once again, and forcing the opponent to make three passing errors in a single quarter, and he also made a mistake.

On the TNT commentary bench, Robert Giddah said: "The Pistons' offense is back, the defense is still strong, and the rebounds are a little better than in the first half, but they have grabbed 16 fewer rebounds than the Knicks in the third quarter, and they have grabbed two fewer in this quarter. ”

Ringer Wilson said: "If it weren't for the poor rebounding, the Pistons would have had a big lead over the Knicks today."

In fact, the Pistons' offense was better today, and Iron Fist's playmaking and assist ability were really good. At the same time, he also restrained Mark Jackson.

Although the Knicks are ahead, they are actually not as good as the Pistons except for rebounding. ”

Robert Giddah said: "The Pistons were really good defensively today, especially from the perimeter, whether it was Iron Fist or Joe Dumas, they worked very hard.

Iron Fist had three steals, and Mark Jackson had seven turnovers, three steals, and four bad passes in the third quarter under his defense.

The Pistons are currently committing 15 turnovers, but the Knicks are tally 22. Meanwhile, the Pistons had 11 steals and the Knicks had only seven.

While the Knicks have a huge rebounding advantage, in other ways, the Pistons make up for the rebounding disadvantage well with a stronger defense.

Ringer, if the Pistons hadn't had too much of a rebounding disadvantage, they would indeed have a big lead over the Knicks today, as you said. ”

On the Pistons bench, Zhou Quan had a towel on his face, his chest rose and fell heavily, and he was breathing heavily.

He was very tired, broke through the whole process, broke through three sections, ran out of energy, and couldn't move.

In the entire regular season, he has not been so sudden, and today's three quarters of the game gave him a glimpse of what the playoffs are.

"Iron fist, make up some energy."

Darnell Walker handed over an energy drink, which he poured down and asked for another one.

"Iron Fist of the last quarter rests down below, Isaiah, you go up." Daly said.

He didn't want to be replaced by an assassin who was in poor form now, but he couldn't help it, Iron Fist had too many suddenness, and he had to take a break.

His expression was extremely serious, and he said to everyone: "Before Iron Fist didn't play, we focused on defense.

I don't care how you defend it, whether it's letting your opponent see blood, breaking their legs, in short, I can't let the difference widen. ”

On the Knicks' side, Pat Riley's expression was extremely serious, and he did not relax because he was ahead.

Because whether it's the Assassin or the Big Bug, as long as one of these two performs slightly better, the Pistons, not the Knicks, are now in the lead.

"Cheer me up, the last is the real beginning, they will definitely try their best to fight back, we have to defend it, don't let them rush in, we must stop them from entering the paint area."

After saying this, he couldn't help but glance at the Pistons.

In today's three-quarter game, his understanding of Zhou Quan has improved a lot.

The ability to break through with the ball through the cracks, the ability to pass the ball in the gaps, the ability to find and use small spaces, made him frightened.

"If this young man has Erwin's height, his future could be comparable to that of a magician."

Not to mention the first two quarters, in the third quarter alone, Zhou Quan sent three assists in a single quarter, all of which were points after the score, if it weren't for Zhou Quan's performance of 18 points, 8 assists and 3 steals in the third quarter, the Knicks would not have only led by 3 points.

"It's a pity that his offensive talent is limited, otherwise he would have achieved even more in the future."

In addition, he feels that if Zhou Quan has Jordan's finishing ability, maybe he can play 40+20 data, and the Knicks are likely to be swept by the Pistons.

At the beginning of the final quarter, the Knicks attacked.

Three minutes later, at 62:59, the Pistons were still three points behind.

In these three minutes, the Pistons worked the defensive end, scoring only two points themselves, and only allowing the Knicks to score two points, and the two teams played a meat grinder-like defense.

The Pistons couldn't get in from the outside, but the Knicks couldn't get in either, and after Ewing was knocked down once by John Celey, he didn't go in anymore and missed both shots on the outside.

In the fourth minute, Joe Dumas fouled and took advantage of the dead ball opportunity, and Zhou Quan came on the field and replaced the assassin.

"Bang!"

The Knicks attacked again, and at the critical moment, Ewing missed another shot and Rodman finally grabbed his fourth rebound.

"Smack!"

At this point, Oakley pounced ferociously and slapped Rodman's ball, and then he elbowed Rodman away and snatched the ball in his hand.

Although Rodman is fierce, it depends on whom, in front of a big villain like Oakley, his ferocity is almost a little hot, and he doesn't dare to fight back when he is elbowed.

"Smack!"

But then a big hand came and knocked out the ball that Oakley had just arrived.

"Who?"

Oakley was furious and immediately fought back.

"Get out of here!"

Zhou Quan knocked off Oakley's ball, grabbed it in his hand again, and swung the ball left and right with both hands, knocking Oakley away with one elbow.

"Shhh

Oakley gasped and hit the tip of his elbow in his left rib, causing pain.

"Let's fight another one."

Zhou Quan pushed forward and shouted.

"Hit one."

The Pistons fans across the court were responding.

"Don't let him break in!"

Pat Riley shouted in a stern tone from the sidelines.

But Zhou Quan pulled to the right flank, or took advantage of Joe Dumas's block and broke into the flank.

At this point, Rodman pulled out to cover and block Mark Jackson, who was chasing on the upper side, and he took the opportunity to kill into the paint area and once again dribble into the pile.

Outside, Knicks small forward McDaniel pounced on the paint from the left wing.

At this time, in the paint area, there were Ewing, John Sely, McDaniel, Oakley, and Mark Jackson who chased in, as well as Rodman, plus himself, a small forbidden area, squeezed seven people, and the real water was impassable.

The forbidden area at this time is like the belly of Mrs. Bull Demon King, but Zhou Quan at this time is like Sun Wukong.

The dense forbidden area in the eyes of others has some space to use in his eyes.

"Die!"

Oakley, who was waving his elbows, pounced and slapped him, not at the ball, but directly at Zhou Quan's head, which was simply a dry fight.

At the critical moment, he didn't care that the Iron Fist could fight, it was a big deal to start a war, and he could just use himself to get rid of the Iron Fist.

But Zhou Quan saw that the nerve reaction speed was very fast, and he instantly lowered his body, and he was almost on the floor, passing by Oakley's side and killing to the basket.

"Don't think!"

Ewing was forced to take a step out of the basket and block in front of Zhou Quan.

"Bang!"

Zhou Quan saw John Sely's movement behind Ewing, and instantly blew the ball to the ground, and the ball hit the floor between Ewing's legs, followed the V-shaped passing route, and disappeared behind Ewing's back.

"Ball!"

Suddenly, a basketball bounced off the floor, and John Sely, who took the opportunity to enter the basket, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed the ball with both hands.

He received a lot of similar passes in training matches.

"Bang!"

The next moment, under the violent dunking of both hands, the Knicks' basket was roared.

"Oh roar!"

The audience burst into shouts.

"Another unpredictable pass."

The bearded John Lowes roared excitedly: "Iron Fist, beat the Knicks with your pass!" ”

"I can't prevent it!"

Ewing stared at Zhou Quan with hatred, how could he defend against such a pass?

62:61, Knicks attack.

Oakley hit a mid-range shot, was sealed in the face by Rodman, missed, rebounded far away, and Zhou Quan saw the opportunity to rush down and grab the rebound on Joe Dumas's head.

Jo Dumas was a little tired, he usually grabbed a few rebounds, but today he was so unlucky, he didn't have a single rebound so far, and he finally had a chance to pick one, and he was snatched away by Iron Fist.

'With this goal, we overtook them.'

Zhou Quan's shouting, morale-boosting move was echoed by the Pistons fans in the audience.

"Overtake! Overtake! Overtaking ......"

The endless shouts shook the heavens and the earth.

On the right wing, again with Joe Dumas's pick-and-roll, he began to break through with the ball, who ran along the three-point line towards the bottom right corner.

In the face of his ball-handling breakthrough, several Knicks players shrank in the paint area and waited for it.

But this time he didn't break in, and when he hit the left midfield, he suddenly turned around, blocked Oakley, and passed the ball to Jo Dumas, who ran to the bottom corner.

Jodumas had just reached the bottom right corner when the ball came, and he immediately got up and made a jumper after receiving the ball.

Wilkins Jr., who was chasing after Joe Dumas, saw that Joe Dumas was about to jump, so he had to fly up two steps away.

Joe Dumas calmly collected the ball and got up again after Wilkins Jr. flew past him.

He's missed a three-pointer today, it's the second three-pointer, and the second three-pointer on the team, and no one has shot a three-pointer except him.

"There it is!"

After the ball was shot, he didn't take it back, he still held it there, his eyes were glued to the basket flying towards the basket, he had a hunch that the ball would be hit.

"Bang!"

In the next moment, the basketball hit the basket and made a splash.

"Yikes!"

Not only him, but all the Pistons players and fans instantly cheered.

"We hit the first three points of the day, and we overtook the score." The bearded John Lowes roared excitedly.

"62:64, we're two points ahead now, please keep up the good work." The glasses dragon Gellans shouted happily.

"Defend! Defend! ”

During the retreat, Zhou Quan roared loudly.

"Defend! Defending ......"

The palace of Auburn Hills, the morale was high, and the shouts of 20,000 people sounded like a storm.

"Bang!"

John Sailly went around the front, Rodman made up for the basket, Ewing received the ball with his backhand, and then immediately made a jumper from near the basket, but he missed.

"Mine!"

Rodman grabbed his fifth rebound of the night on Oakley's head.

Today, it's not that he doesn't work hard, but every time he jumps, his knees hurt, he doesn't dare to push too hard, and his ability to take off twice has been seriously affected.

He was able to defend as hard as he could on the defensive end today, he did his best, and if he lost, he had a clear conscience.

"Here."

Zhou Quan shouted outside.

"Attack! Offensive ......"

Led by the bearded commentator John Loweis, the audience burst into shouts.

"The momentum of the Pistons has risen, the Knicks have fallen behind, and if they can't withstand this wave of offense, they are likely to lead in the first three quarters and be overturned in the last quarter."

On the TNT commentary seat, Robert Giddah said.

"Possibly."

Ringer Wilson nodded.

Zhou Quan once again played a blocking and dismantling cooperation with Joe Dumas, and once again broke through with the ball, but the latter still ran to the bottom corner.

But this time, Zhou Quan saw an opportunity on the weak side.

When he burst in front of Oakley, he saw Ulrich cutting through the left flank, a step outside the left flank, and his speed was slightly reduced.

As long as he can get the ball through, Ulrich can form a back-cut to Ewing.

But that opportunity was fleeting, as McDaniel was about to catch up with Ulrich, and the backcut was going to be gone right away.

"Bang!"

With a downward pressure on his right hand, he quickly exploded the ball to his left hand, and then pushed the ball into the pile, and the basketball instantly passed through Oakley's side, hit Rodman's back, and bounced to the left waist.

"Passing?"

"To whom?"

"Mistakes?"

At this moment, seeing Zhou Quan pass the ball into the penalty area, both teams became nervous when they saw this passer.

Ewing was under the basket and didn't see the pass, he was still staring at the right wing where Zhou Quan was.

Oakley was right in front of Zhou Quan, of course he saw it, he immediately turned around, took a step, and hit Rodman's body headfirst.

"Balls?"

Ulrich was about to run to the paint area, and when he saw that Zhou Quan didn't pass the ball to him, he was about to stop and pull it out again, but suddenly saw a ball flying out of the pile, and his hands were closed.

"Smack!"

The ball came too suddenly, and he was still moving forward, jumping the ball.

"Damn it!"

He quickly closed the ball twice, this time grabbing it, and at the same time he also rushed into the paint area, and with another step, he flew towards Ewing under the basket.

"Bang!"

The sound of a violent basket explosion sounded.

"What?"

Ewing was knocked forward, nearly fell, and when he looked back, he saw Ulrich still dangling on the basket.

"What happened? How is the ball in his hands? When did the ball get to the left wing? He was at a loss.

"Yikes!"

At this time, the cheers of 20,000 Pistons fans rang out.

Most of them didn't see Zhou Quan's pass clearly, and only saw the violent dunk, so they couldn't react, and the shout was a second slower before it sounded.

"Lao Tzu's ball is so beautiful!"

Zhou Quan waved his fist excitedly and praised himself solidly.

"Haha......"

The bearded John Lowes laughed excitedly: "Under the strange pass of Iron Fist, King Kong became a fool, and he thought the ball was in Iron Fist." ”

The glasses man Long Gelance smiled: "I just want to know, should Joe Dumas's three points just now be considered an assist, and this goal, is it considered Rodman's assist?" ”

John Lowes was stunned and laughed: "Yes, it should be regarded as the assist of the big worm." Poor Iron Fist, two assists are gone. ”

At this time, the hanging screen began to play back the shot just now.

Ewing stared at the hanging screen several times before he could see it clearly, and muttered, "Hell, how dare he pass the ball like this?" Aren't you afraid of mistakes? ”

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Auburn Hills Palace, countless fans immediately gave warm applause after seeing the replay.

"It's a real story! Iron Fist's hand is a ghost hand, his vision is like a microscope, and his passing is unmatched with imagination and creativity. ”

On the TNT commentary seat, Robert Giddah was amazed.

Chicago, Jordan's face was very solemn.

In the final battle with the Pistons in the regular season, Iron Fist did not show such a strong passing ability, could he hide his strength?

He didn't know that Zhou Quan had completed the task, and his nerve reaction speed had increased to level 96, and his reaction had accelerated, giving his body more time to react before he could pass such a ball.

In Los Angeles, the magician looked at the replay footage on the TV and muttered, "This ball, how dare you pass it!" Without top-notch spatial imagination, it can't be transmitted. Is Iron Fist's spatial imagination really so strong? Or, by chance?

(End of chapter)