NBA: Art is trash talk

Chapter 117 I'll Teach You Free Throws
"If you have a chance, attack."

After an unfavorable attack, He Xinghui signaled his teammates to play normally and there was no need to deliberately look for him.

If it is too deliberate, the Cavaliers will defend well.

As long as you stay on the passing lane, you have a great chance to complete the steal.

Therefore, He Xinghui asked his teammates to kill first to see if the Cavaliers can really hold their breath when they are behind by a large score.

He Xinghui spoke, and then the scene became weird.

He Xinghui obviously didn't have a basketball in his hands, but there were always two people following him.

On the other hand, Kassel, who was holding the ball, did not receive much interference.

The weirdest thing was that when He Xinghui kept backing away until he was two or three meters away from the three-point line, there were still two people around him.

"How about I go to the vice poker to fight the landlord?"

He Xinghui complained.

"I won't let you catch the ball."

Jones fought back.

"Hey guy, why are you so proud when you say this, is it an honor for you to play two-on-one with LeBron?"

Without a good opportunity to make a phone call, He Xinghui wished that someone would chat with him.

The two of them were chatting, but it was James who was injured.

After all, Jones doesn't feel ashamed of two-on-one at all, but James feels ashamed.

With three players missing in the half, the Cavaliers' inside line immediately seemed extremely open, and Maggette was so cool.

For two consecutive rounds, Maggette easily scored points.

This made the Cavaliers fans feel extremely disgusted. What are these fights? Have you given up treatment?
Barkley even taunted in the live broadcast: "LeBron and Jones did a very good job. They successfully exchanged He."

The Cavaliers attacked, and He Xinghui increased his gambling steals.

The first shot failed to steal, and he also lost his defensive position.

Naturally, James would not let go of such a good opportunity. He started the crab step and went to the basket and caused a foul by Wilcox.

Unfortunately, James missed two free throws.

He Xinghui on the side suppressed a smile, a leading star missed two free throws, which hurt morale too much.

Offensive and defensive conversion, the Clippers scored two points by Mobley.

Everyone is an NBA-level player, and the gap in strength between them is not as big as the gap in fame.

The other three Cavaliers wanted to guard the Clippers' four, obviously dreaming.

After several consecutive rounds, the Clippers played a 10-2 attack wave.

Helpless, Mike Brown could only call a timeout.

Although winning or losing is no longer important, at least the process shouldn't be too ugly.

He needs to do something to prove that he is not just for nothing.

"Jones, step back, let LeBron defend alone when he is far away from the three-point line, and then double-team him when he is close to the three-point line or trying to break through."

Mike Brown is going to take a gamble that He Xinghui's ultra-long three-pointer will not be accurate.

If He Xinghui can guarantee the hit rate at a super long distance, he will admit it.

After the timeout ended, He Xinghui immediately found that there was no one around him.

So, he started to run vigorously again.

Although James can keep up with his footsteps, it is impossible to completely prevent He Xinghui from receiving the ball.

Soon, the ball was in He Xinghui's hands, and He Xinghui and James had a one-on-one situation on the field.

James guessed that He Xinghui would vote, and prepared to block the shot in advance.

He guessed right.

He Xinghui couldn't bear to waste the opportunity he finally got to make a call, so he made a strong shot directly.

The goal was missed, but He Xinghui didn't care.

If the Cavaliers dare to let him go like this, he dares to keep shooting.

He Xinghui hit the iron, and Mike Brown clenched his fists tightly off the court. He felt that he had made the right bet.

It is impossible for a normal person to be so accurate in that position.

Just when Brown was rejoicing and Star Fan was worried, the Clippers ushered in the next round of offense.

He Xinghui continued to take the ball at the logo, and James was one step away from him.

Then He Xinghui made a shot, and the distance of this shot was even more exaggerated than before.

Swish.

Basketball hollow into the net.

"Wow."

"34."

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

Although it is the same goal, the super long three-pointer gives a completely different visual experience.

The Cavaliers attacked, and He Xinghui continued to gamble steals.

He doesn't care how many opportunities for James to break through easily by doing so. Anyway, it is better for the Cavaliers to get more points and not let the game enter garbage time.

When he put all his energy on steals, he immediately exploded with good results.

After all, his wingspan is pretty good.

James made a mistake under his death entanglement, He Xinghui grabbed the ball and rushed forward, James quickly caught up.

The scene is almost the same as the opening scene.

He Xinghui rushed to the three-point line and shot, James slapped him and slapped He Xinghui's hand.

It felt like being scratched by emery cloth.

The basketball that was thrown was also missed.

Fortunately, the referee gave a thug foul, and He Xinghui got three free throws.

The first free throw was made, but the second free throw seemed to be affected, and the basketball fell out of the basket.

James looked a little better when he saw this. If He Xinghui made three free throws, his foul would be meaningless.

But now, at least one point less loss, no loss.

He Xinghui noticed James' expression, and suddenly smiled and said, "Hey, LeBron, watch out, I'll teach you free throws."

As soon as this remark came out, the Clippers players were all smirking.

James' face darkened and he didn't respond.

This level of trash talk can't hit him.

However, He Xinghui also added relevant humiliating actions.

He first bought a must-hit in the system store, then turned around, with his back to the basket.

"What is he going to do?"

James, players from both teams, coaches, spectators, commentators, security guards, cleaners, bodyguards, babies
All confused.

However, they didn't wonder for long, because He Xinghui had already made a move.

I saw him holding the basketball, throwing it back, and then twisting his buttocks and walking towards his own half.

The basketball drew an arc and fell into the basket under the gaze of countless people.

"Wo-t-fa-k? Is this magical oriental magic?"

Barkley swears wildly.

No way, the scene just now was too shocking.

Although, someone must have played this kind of action in training, and even got caught.

However, in the official competition, not to mention Mengzhong, there was no one who even tried.

The chances of winning are too low, and in the official game, every point is extremely precious.

Under such circumstances, He Xinghui was fearless, as if he was not worried about failure at all, as if he made this action with unparalleled confidence.

And, it was successful.

This.
"God, god, god."

MVP is no longer enough to describe He Xinghui's awesomeness, only one word can be used.

God.

Only God can perform such miracles.

(End of this chapter)