God of basketball

Chapter 192 0190: [Fuck him, you are God tonight]

The pace of LeBron James' development is extremely fast and fierce.

He has the body of a tank and the power of a supercar.

When ordinary defenders face him, they are either passed by with one step, or directly knocked away.

Therefore, the entire Lakers are sweating for Li Zhen's "impulse".

The fans at the Quicken Loans Center arena clenched their fists and prepared to hold their breath. Once James knocked the hateful Bruce Lee to the ground, they broke out with the loudest voice since the audience, cheering and crowning their little king!

However, Li Zhen disappointed them.

When LeBron James rushed to the left quickly, Li Zhen started at the same time. His pace was fast and sharp, and he even kept up with James' speed.Always maintain a parallel posture and lead the defense in front.

This delicate balance made James very uncomfortable. The result he hoped was to knock Li Zhen over directly, and then kill him with a golden sword.

However, Li Zhen surprised him again... This guy was able to maintain the rhythm of the defense like a shadow.

To say that his physical talent is not good?How much explosive power and speed this requires! !

There was a burst of resentment in James' head, and he felt extremely anxious about the remarks of those critics.If I had known that Li Zhen's speed and explosive power were so amazing, I might as well have used my physical strength to directly push the ground to attack.Although... my back hitting skills are still not perfect, it's better than being so passive now, right?

Moreover, at this time, he has seen that the Lakers' defense inside is rapidly gathering.

This is extremely detrimental to him.

Even if a physical conflict is caused by entering the paint area, the penalty scale in the countdown period will not be completely inclined to the attacker.

Under the combination of various unfavorable factors.LeBron James relies on his instincts to make choices.

呲!

King James suddenly braked one step inside the free throw line.

Then, with his eyes on the right, he quickly passed the ball to the left... Pavnovich just got rid of Radmanovic's defense, which was a good opportunity.

As Bruce Lee said: If the last attack was not thrown in, how should I face the uniform cheers and cheers of the audience?

So, let's just give an assist.

I'm known for being versatile anyway.

King James was like a shrewd businessman.

However, what he didn't expect was... the moment he made an emergency stop and quickly made a fake NO-look-pass pass to the left, Li Zhen in front of him suddenly took lightning steps and rushed to the left like a ghost.

As soon as James turned his head from the right, he saw... smack!

Li Zhen suddenly cut off the basketball.

Then quickly rushed to the front field, and there were still 8.5 seconds before the end of the game.

At the moment when the steal happened in the Quicken Loans Center Arena, it seemed that everyone's necks were tightly bound by fate, and they could no longer utter the voice of LBJ!

They thought it would be a formidable attack, and King James dunked on the nasty rookie's head!

However, the cruel reality was bloody in front of them.

Their little king didn't dunk, but passed the ball.

And the result of the pass was... the nasty rookie directly steals it.

Cleveland's final attack turned out to be so anticlimactic that all previous efforts were wasted.

At that moment, a deep sense of loss hit their minds, and they even felt frustrated with the little king they had been thinking of as a treasure.

Why is this happening?

8.2 seconds left.

The Lakers also lead by 1 point.

The figure of Bruce holding the ball makes people see Iverson's lost youth.

He seemed to be running wildly under a round of silhouettes at dusk.

With LeBron James chasing after him, he tried to remedy the situation.

However, when he was on the center line, he made a circle with a beautiful tail flick.This took 2 seconds.

When James surrounded him again, he went straight up against James' defense, hit James and threw the basketball out of the basket.

He is very decisive.

Very firm.

Although it is almost 2 and a half meters away from the three-point line.

The referee had already stuffed the whistle into his mouth, but in the end he still didn't blow it out.

Because he knew that once the whistle blew, the suspense of the game would be completely lost.

But even if he didn't blow it, the parabola of the basketball's flight was still taking time away at a rapid speed.

When Li Zhen landed, the basketball had just fallen from the highest point of the parabola.

Kenny Smith on the TV was already screaming hoarsely. He roared and applauded for Li Zhen's steal: "Who dares to look down on Bruce Lee? Who dares to say that our little fox is not good enough?"

"Look at his performance at the critical moment!! He killed LeBron James on both ends of the offense and defense. This is the James that the commentators love to praise!!"

"James and his knights were completely destroyed in his hands. He used two steals to tell the world...he is qualified to be Jordan's successor..."

His voice did not fall.

Immediately, a burst-like roar erupted from his throat! ! ! !Wow! !Wow~! !

"Hey, wife!! Come out and watch God!! This is the only buzzer! Bruce threw LeBron James into the grave!! 113:109~!! The game is over! There is no time, Bruce Lee double lore, tonight, God put on the No. 10 jersey!"

"He staged a Michael Jordan-esque legend."

"Trust my judgment, Bruce Lee will never be a parallel importer. The No. 3 pick is the least likely to be a parallel importer."

"Michael Jordan was also the No. 3 pick."

"The silence at Quicken Loans Center is a testament to Bruce's energy."

"Hey, look, Bruce is talking to James. What's he going to say?"

Kenny Smith was blaring on the TV, and he nearly knocked out the stereo at Michael Jordan's house.

However, the basketball god is extremely happy at the moment.

No one is more refreshing than him!

Although the weather in Charlotte is very cold now, he still has the feeling of taking a sip of rich sparkling iced Coke on a hot summer day.

Awesome! !

From today onwards, who would dare to say that I am the bright light of the draft?Who dares to say that I am Pele in basketball?

After the passion, Michael Jordan reclined on the sofa, and the picture on the TV focused on Bruce Lee. Li Zhen smiled and faced LeBron James, his mouth gently opened.

A good education gives him standard English pronunciation.

Therefore, his lip language can be read by almost everyone.

All the fans watching TV could hear what he was saying: "I told you before, you lose if you hesitate. You think too much. If you shoot directly from the free throw line, there is no way I can stop you, or if you go straight to the lane, I can't do anything. But, I bet you pass the ball. I bet right."

"You are not my kind."

When Bruce Lee said this firmly with a smile on his face, James' eyes obviously shot out with anger.

He was on the verge of "adding insult to injury" to Li Zhen: What do you mean?Does it mean that I am not as good as you?

He was about to reply when the black mamba swooped up. He hugged Li Zhen and kept jumping up and down.

Black Mamba is happier than he hit the lore at the moment.

He firmly supported Li Zhen to defend James before, even though he knew it was likely to cause the team to lose.

But, fuck it.

We must respect bloodliness and bravery!

Competitive sports, if you just let go of your talent and live a relaxed life.

How boring!

Bruce Lee pulls off an epic comeback.

The "Jordan successor", who was looked down upon by the entire basketball circle and laughed at by everyone, double-killed the basketball circle at the last moment and was regarded as the chosen son of the golden boy.

What could be more inspiring?

"Fuck him. You are Michael Jordan tonight!!"

The roar of the black mamba is transmitted to thousands of households through TV signals.

Kenny Smith couldn't help frowning, he slandered in his heart: So, who is Scottie Pippen?

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(End of this chapter)