The Suns attacked, and the Lightning transferred the ball to Dan Marley in the backcourt, and when he got to the frontcourt, he ran to the right wing to get the ball back.

The next moment, he took advantage of Dan Marley's cover and burst in from the outside, and Zhou Quan quickly followed, cutting off the passing angle of Lightning and Dan Marli in time.

Jo Dumas very decisively chose to flank the attack, followed up with the lightning, stuck to the left side, did not let him burst in, and formed a flank attack with Zhou Quan on the left and behind.

The lightning could only continue to thrust downward, the back and left side had been blocked, and there was no longer any angle for passing.

"Oops!"

The on-site narrator exclaimed.

When the lightning is fast to the bottom right corner, it can only jump, gliding towards the baseline while jumping and throwing a shot.

"Drift Shot...... Alas! ”

One of the on-site commentators let out a loud shout, then sighed.

"Bang!"

The basketball smashed into the basket, and Rodman soared into the sky, grabbing the backcourt rebound on Secali's head.

"Lightning made the wrong choice, he shouldn't have gone to the right wing, it would only expose himself to Iron Fist and Joe Dumas." Bill Wharton said.

"Joe Dumas is also the strength of the defensive one, two defensive ones, except for Jordan, no one can withstand their flanking attack." Williams nodded.

The Pistons attacked, Zhou Quan advanced with the ball, and when he reached the left wing of the frontcourt, Joe Dumas went to the right wing, the inside line was in place, and the positional battle was opened.

When Zhou Quan leaned down, the hairs on Lightning's body stood up, and he felt that Zhou Quan, who was one step away, was a beast ready to pounce, and that bloodthirsty feeling was particularly strong.

"Squeak!"

In the next moment, Zhou Quan broke through.

Hearing the piercing sound of sneaker rubbing, the lightning nerves tensed, the cerebral cortex went numb, and the feet quickly retreated.

"Squeak!"

But in the next moment, Zhou Quan's right foot just stepped on the floor hard, but it came to the brake.

"Not good!"

The lightning was stunned, but the upper body couldn't be contained, and he fell straight back.

Zhou Quan retreated outside the three-point line, coldly glanced down at the lightning on the floor, and then calmly jumped and shot three-pointers.

"Fake sudden real shot, three points!" Zhang Cheng shouted excitedly.

"Brush!"

With precise guidance, the basketball goes through the basket and then splashes.

"Bang!"

Actually shaken down, Lightning pounded the floor in annoyance.

"4 shots, Zhou Quan scored 9 points in a row at the beginning, today he is full of firepower, and he is in a brave state!" Sun Zhenping said excitedly.

"Now the Suns called a timeout, and they were stopped by Zhou Quan's wave of offense." Zhang Cheng smiled excitedly.

In front of the Suns bench, Paul Westphale nervously yelled, "Attention, I didn't see your attention to the game, did you give up?"

Guys, this is the second game, we can't give up, cheer me up, it's our home field, not theirs......"

Lightning and Barkley glanced at each other, their eyes were a little confused, they didn't expect Zhou Quan to start so fiercely and his hands were so hot.

They thought that Zhou Quan would be influenced by public opinion and lead to a bad state, but the reality gave them a slap in the face, which hit their psychology instead.

In front of the Pistons bench, Chuck Daley said to Zhou Quan: "Zhou, if your hand is hot, you will shoot with all your might, and I will give you unlimited firing rights." ”

He's not a stubborn manager, he's a very practical manager who works whatever it takes.

The timeout ends, and the Suns attack.

Barkley receives the ball on the left wing and backs Rodman.

Just now he missed a shot, this time he arched twice and didn't arch Rodman much, and suddenly one turned around, burst Rodman, and killed the left waist.

At the left end of the free throw line, Zhou Quan quickly moved down to make up for the defense.

The all-around warrior Barkley quickly passed the ball to the lightning who appeared empty, and the lightning received the ball at the top of the arc, faced Zhou Quan's rebound, and shot a three-point shot.

Zhou Quan pounced back to block a step, and immediately turned around and saved the basket after landing, ready to grab the rebound.

The Lightning didn't have a three-pointer at all, which was why he went all out to defend Barkley and why he went down to grab the rebound.

"Bang!"

Sure enough, he missed, the arc was too flat, he bounced off the basket, bounced far away, and was directly received by Zhou Quan on the free throw line.

"Second rebound." Zhang Li said with a smile.

"Missed the opening three shots?"

An on-site commentator sighed.

Zhou Quan turned around and rushed, lightning interception, he was a back dribble, controlled the ball with his left hand, and forced the opponent from the left side.

"Tick!"

Under the confrontation, the lightning was knocked to the side and the whistle sounded.

The referee came over and glanced at Zhou Quan and made an offensive foul gesture.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The Meixi Stadium suddenly burst into warm applause.

"Is this an offensive foul? It's not! ”

Chuck Daley was furious and immediately roared at the technical table.

"Wrong, right, is this an offensive foul? The Iron Fist has a change of direction, the lightning has no defensive position at all, and there is physical contact when the Iron Fist rushes past, which is a very normal physical confrontation. Bill Wharton was dissatisfied.

"Normal, this is the home court of the Suns." Williams laughed.

"You just give a violation at the home whistle, give Iron Fist a wrist flip or something, blow an offensive foul? This is the playoffs, offensive fouls should be blown less, and the referee needs to maintain the continuity of the game, not to mention that this is simply a normal confrontation. Bill Wharton was still dissatisfied.

The ball is exchanged, and the Suns attack.

On the right flank, Dan Marli receives the ball and Joe Dumas defends.

The lightning ran from the top of the arc to the left wing, not giving Zhou Quan a chance to pinch the right wing.

"Bang!"

Dan Marley faked a real shot and shot a three-point shot, but he missed.

"Alas, four shots missed!" Countless Suns fans can't help but lament.

"Mine!"

Rodman let out a loud cry and snatched the rebound on Secali's head again.

Ronnie Sekari shook his empty-handed hands, Big Worm, will you die if you leave me a board? I'm going to sign a new contract too.

Zhou Quan had already started to go fast, and rushed past the lightning in front of him in one step, and the lightning reacted very quickly, turning around and chasing on the right side, only half a step behind.

"Whoosh!"

Rodman passes.

When the ball flew over, in order not to give lightning a chance to overtake because of catching the ball, Zhou Quan did not slow down.

Instead, the left hand flicked forward the moment it touched the ball, and then accelerated and rushed forward, chasing the basketball thrown forward.

"Shhh

Lightning secretly pulled a handful of Zhou Quan's jersey, which was opened by Zhou Quan with one hand, and Zhou Quan's bones were very hard and painful

, which made him gasp.

Taking advantage of the lightning distraction, Zhou Quan accelerated to pull away the distance, took a step over, and then caught up with the basketball and strode to the basket from the right elbow area.

"No more!"

Seeing that Zhou Quan, who was one step ahead, had already taken off, Lightning gave up catching up.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

As the basket exploded, the Pistons suddenly cheered.

"Iron Fist, blow them up!"

The Assassin Isaiah Thomas was particularly excited, he seemed to see his own shadow in Zhou Quan's body, and at this time he thought of what the general manager McCloskey had said to him, Zhou Quan was like a copy of him.

"5 of 5 shots, Zhou Quan scored 11 points in a row in the opening game, and he blew up the Suns alone." Sun Zhenping shouted very passionately.

"11:0, Zhou Quan played a hot start, he used the attack to tell the opponent that he must win this game, he said." Zhang Li said very excitedly.

"If you can't prevent it, you will foul, I don't care what method you use, you must stop his attack, do you hear?"

Rookie head coach Westphaal kept shouting at the court to relieve the tension and uneasiness in his heart.

Chuck Daly has become a Zen master and is sitting firmly on the bench, just like he coached the Dream Team last year, and if he continues to play like this tonight, he feels that it should be like the Olympics, and there is no need to call a timeout.

Dan Marley advanced with the ball, faked a real shot, and burst towards the right elbow area, the high Mark Aguirre immediately went over to make up for the defense, and Zhou Quan in the left elbow area pounced along the free throw line, and at the same time made up the high post, he also waited for the opportunity to pinch the right elbow area.

There was a vacancy in the lightning on the left flank, and Sekari did not make up for him, but Dan Marli did not observe the weak side in place, especially between him and the lightning, and Mark Aguirre and Zhou Quan blocked his vision and did not see the vacancy of the lightning.

As soon as he burst to the right elbow area, with Mark Aguirre on the left, Joe Dumas on the right, and Rodman in front, he was already in trouble.

"Squeak!"

Stop, step-back jumper.

"Smack!"

Zhou Quan just hit the ball from behind, slapped his hands, and grabbed the ball he had just shot.

"Oh, grab your hat?"

Countless Suns fans lamented it again.

"Beautiful! Four clips and one, the Pistons completed one of the most beautiful defenses! Bill Wharton shouted excitedly.

Zhou Quan turned from the right elbow area and went down quickly, and there was only Suns small forward Richard in front of him, and he accelerated and stepped past Richard in a change of direction, and burst past Richard's left side.

In desperation, Richard hugged him with both hands and hugged him from behind.

"Tick!"

The referee's whistle blew and gave the Suns an offensive foul.

However, the number of free throws was not reached, and the Suns served on the sideline in the backcourt.

"This foul is still worth it, no foul, there is no one in front of the iron fist rushing, and it is another violent dunk." Lewis Williams said.

Bill Wharton smiled: "This is the Suns' first foul, Richard's foul doesn't matter, he also has Ceballos' bench, the strength is not worse than him, this foul is really cost-effective." ”

At this time, Zhou Quan received the ball on the left wing and pushed forward again, and immediately accelerated after crossing the middle line.

"Squeak!"

The lightning had been prepared for a long time, and it was also an emergency stop, stopping half a step earlier.

"This guy!"

But at this moment, Zhou Quan exerted his strength again under his feet, and he rushed over again.

Seeing Barkley blocking the basket, Mark West also returned to the basket from the low post on the left wing, and Zhou Quan made a sharp stop three meters in front of the left side of the basket.

The lightning in the back wanted to have a back hat, but unfortunately Zhou Quan was not a jump shot, but a throw, and he swept the air with a slap.

And Mark West and Barkley in front are also more than one step away from Zhou Quan, and they have no chance to block this goal.

"Brush!"

The water splashed and the two hits.

There are no more exclamations, no more lamentations, and many fans are praying to God: "Lord, let him shoot a shot!" ”

"6 shots and 6 hits, the hand of the iron fist is like a hot furnace, today he is unstoppable, today he meets God and kills God."

Bill Wharton yelled excitedly.

Far away in New York, Jordan scolded: "Useless guys, you can't prevent it once." ”

"13:0, do you want to call a timeout?"

Westphal's heart was a little panicked, and he barely managed to maintain his composure on the outside, but the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, the knot of his tie, and the buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, all indicating that his psychology at this time was already a little messy and nervous.

Barkley served from the baseline, and Lightning used his left elbow against Zhou Quan behind him, and his right hand was stretched out to receive the ball.

At this time, Zhou Quan retreated a little and seemed to give up the pressing, which made Lightning more relieved.

Barkley was also distracted, and after retreating to the baseline, he threw the ball at the lightning with one hand, and then prepared to enter, but just as his ball was thrown, he suddenly saw an iron fist coming out from the right side of the lightning.

"Be careful!"

He instinctively shouted.

"What?"

The lightning was startled, and in the next moment, Zhou Quan came out from the right side, stretched out his hand, and caught the ball thrown by Barkley half a foot first.

"Shet!"

At this moment, countless Suns fans burst into foul language.

Zhou Quan took the ball and hit the basket in one step, jumped up, made a 360-degree turn in the air, and then took both hands and dunked vigorously.

"Bang!"

"Oh!"

When the basket exploded, the cheers on the Pistons' side suddenly exploded, but less than 300 people roared out of the momentum of several thousand.

One of the on-site commentators was very angry and said, "Are you all sleepwalking on the field?" added up to an annual salary of $14.29 million, but was beaten by the Pistons with a score of 15:0, I can also play such a score when I go up, it should be easy to score a point, right? ”

"Yes, fifteen to zero, anyone who goes up can play such a score, why pay them so much? It's the Grand Final, are our fans paying to come in and watch a game like this? The partner also said angrily.

"The Suns are finished! What kind of ball is this? Iron Fist is behind the Lightning, but Barkley and the Lightning don't care at all, one serves casually, the other doesn't meet the ball, don't they know Iron Fist's stealing ability? Or do they already don't care if they win or lose? Bill Wharton said angrily.

It's not that he wants the Suns to win, but if the game is one-sided, it will seriously affect the ratings, and as a commentator, he will also be affected.

Barkley and the Lightning were already sweating profusely, and they had no idea that tonight would make such an undreamed start.

They were not in shape, and Iron Fist's state was super explosive, and the result was that they were beaten in a wave of fifteen to zero, and their morale had been beaten to the bottom.

Westphall called a second timeout of the first quarter, just 135 seconds into the first quarter.

But the timeout didn't solve the problem, he could adjust his own tactics, but he couldn't influence Zhou Quan's state, and after that, although Zhou Quan's form was not as good as the beginning, it was still good.

At halftime, the Pistons' lead reached 24 points, and a third of the Suns fans had already exited, and after three quarters, the Pistons' lead reached 31 points, and half of the home fans left.

In the end, Zhou Quan clocked in in the third quarter and did not play in the final quarter, and the Suns lost streaks at home, 76:109, a big defeat, losing by a full 33 points.

After the game, Bill Wharton exclaimed: "Iron Fist punched in the first three quarters of the finals, 34 minutes in the third quarter, 15 of 21 shots, a shooting rate of 71.4%, 3 of 5 three-pointers, 9 of 9 free throws, and 42 points, 5 rebounds, 6 assists, 6 steals, 1 block, 0 turnovers and 3 fouls."

With 42 points, he broke his career record for points in a single playoff game, which was also the first time that he scored 40+ points in a single game in a playoffs. If he hadn't clocked in for the third quarter, the Suns would have lost even more. ”

Lewis Williams shook his head and said: "The Suns sleepwalked as a team, with a total of 23 turnovers and a team shooting percentage of just 37%, while the Pistons were as high as 55%.

The Lightning shot 6-of-18 from the field, shooting 33.3%, sleepwalking, plus 4-of-5 free throws, scoring 16 points, 2 rebounds, 7 assists, 1 steal, 6 turnovers and 3 fouls.

Barkley shot 8-of-24 from the field, shooting as much as the Lightning, 0-of-5 three-pointers, 4-of-6 free throws, 20 points, 12 rebounds, 4 assists, 1 steal, 2 blocks, 5 turnovers and 3 fouls.

The combination of the inside and outside core contributed only 36 points, and the efficiency was far less than that of Iron Fist, which was the main reason for the Suns' loss. ”

"If the Suns continue to play like this, it is possible to be swept."

Bill Wharton shook his head, he was angry with the Suns, Barkley and the Lightning, because the ratings were crazy!

After scoring 15 points in a row at the beginning, and after playing a wave of 15 to zero, the ratings rushed to 23.2 million, and then began to fall, and the final average rating was only 15.5 million, and the lowest was only 12.8 million, a typical start is the peak.

If the Suns perform like this, Barkley in his prime will not have a chance to win the championship in his life.

(End of chapter)