NBA backer king

Chapter 97 Big dream, please be humble to me (thanks for the first order!!!)
In the second quarter, he came up from the beginning, but Dameng didn't come up for the time being. Wang Tiejun played against the Mosaic team's substitute insider, the white Matt Brad of 208 cm and 98 kg.

Rudy Tomjanovich considered Brad's 37.4% three-point shooting this season and thought that Wang Tiejun had been beaten by Ronnie Secali, who was also able to shoot three-pointers, so he sent him to play.

The first ball was attacked by the sun.

Wang Tiejun squeezed directly and forcefully into the basket, and Brad was like a child, unable to stop him at all.

Danny Ainge, who is in possession of the ball, lobs directly to the basket. He drags a Brad on his body and jumps up. After catching the ball, he smashes his arms down.

"boom!"

Amidst the violent smashing sound of the basket, the basket sank suddenly, and the reporters sitting behind heard the faint moan of the basket, which made them stand up in fright and scattered like birds and beasts.

"yeah!"

The brutal dunk made the adrenaline rush of all the Suns fans, and the shouts of excitement resounded throughout the American West Arena, almost drowning out the voice of the on-site commentator.

"What are you doing, is it all right?" Lao Wang said angrily.

With the quality of an extra person on his body, he failed to tear off the basket. Who said that the quality of the equipment is problematic?
He has already received news that the league is going to change suppliers, and he has the opportunity to collect baskets during this period of time. It will be difficult in the future, so he doesn't want to let go of every game.

Back on the defensive end, Bradella got to the three-point line, which gave him a headache, and he could only follow.

As a result, Mosaic's outside ball reached the basket and made a successful layup.

The next turn, he made a comeback on offense.

The advantages of height, strength, and tonnage are too great. When he stops under the basket, Brad can't push him.

In the bench lineup, he is of course the first scoring point, otherwise he would not be allowed to play, so seeing him enter the basket again, Danny Ainge threw the ball in without saying a word.

"boom!"

Danny Ainge's passing skills are good, the pass was just in place, and it was another alley-oop dunk.

"Di!"

Brad also sent a thug foul and added a free throw.

"The door was broken, and it didn't come down again."

Wang Tiejun grumbled and walked to the free throw line.

"It's solid, old K, try harder, let us rest for 10 minutes."

Danny Angie and others didn't know that he was going to collect the basket of the Mosaic team, and they all sent encouragement.

"This bastard is uneasy and kind, coach, let me go up."

Dameng felt uneasy. The name of that rookie basket collector had already been called out by the media. If his basket was confiscated, where would he put the face of a super center?
"be careful."

Tomjanovich nodded in agreement.

Dameng stood up and walked to the technical table, waiting for the opportunity of dead ball.

Mosaic attacked, and Wang Tiejun was pulled out again, but this time Mosaic failed to break through with the ball from the outside. He made a mistake, was intercepted by Knight, and switched offense and defense.

Pushing steadily upfield, Knight gave the ball to Danny Ainge.

At this time, Wang Tiejun entered the paint area from the free throw line unhurriedly and headed for the basket.

Brad couldn't stand it, he couldn't stand it, he went around, whether he wanted to be high or not, he wanted to bounce or not, anyway, he couldn't defend himself, so he could only cling to Wang Tiejun's body.

Dragging a defender on his body, Wang Tiejun ran to the basket with a few bangs, swung his left arm, and blocked Brad abruptly outside.

The next moment, the ball came in.

At this time, Mosaic substitute striker Carl Herrera on the right rushed over.

"Snapped!"

Wang Tiejun received the ball, and two defenders double-teamed his upper body. He immediately leaned over to join the ball, and immediately got up to hit.

"Oh!"

As soon as he leaned against it, Brad snorted and was immediately knocked over to the basket.

"Oh!"

Underneath, Herrera, who was the same tonnage and height as Brad, even took a step backwards, falling on the floor and slipping.

The two defenders weighed less than 20 kilograms. With a huge tonnage difference of more than [-] kilograms, Wang Tiejun still had at most [-]% of his attack strength bonus. Therefore, under such a fierce attack, they were like people made of paper.

And the second leaner has more room to exert force, and the strength of relying on it far exceeds that of the first leaning. This is why Brad is only leaned down, while Herrera is leaned away.

"not good!"

At this moment, Dameng on the sidelines was a little panicked.

"drink!"

The next moment, with a loud shout, Wang Tiejun flew into the air like a giant beast, smashing his arms violently.

"boom!"

The rebound, which was ravaged by him in the first quarter, finally couldn't bear his toss, and exploded, turning into small pieces all over the sky.

"Get down!"

He pulled his hands and got the basket.

"Shet!"

At this moment, the eyes of Da Meng who was waiting to play were about to burst.

"yeah!"

The entire American West arena is completely boiling, like an erupting volcano, and the breath of hormones fills every corner.

"Oh ho ho ho ho ho ho..."

Excited, the on-site commentator uttered a series of strange screams, and then roared with all his strength: "This is the fourth basket collected by the basket collector Old K. The first three belonged to the Hornets, Mavericks, and Bulls."

"yeah!"

The audience burst into loud cheers again.

Wang Tiejun held the basket high, surrounded by his teammates, and walked off the field in a swaggering manner.

He was not afraid of big troubles, so he made a detour in front of the Mosaic team's bench.

"damn it!"

Dameng was in a hurry and lost his mind, so he swung a pair of old fists and rushed over.

"Hakim, calm down..."

The coaches and staff of several Mosaic teams couldn't hold back.

"Want to fight?"

Wang Tiejun's face was scratched, and he quickly put his hand on Dameng and asked.

"Give it back to me." Dameng roared angrily.

"NO."

Wang Tiejun said: "I want to engrave your name on it."

"You despicable rookie, take advantage of me not being on the court to make a surprise attack, you little bastard, you have no quality!" Dameng cursed angrily.

"If you dare, you will tear off my basket." Wang Tiejun said disdainfully.

"you?"

Dameng is about to vomit blood, I want that strength and tonnage, what do you want?Guaranteed to pull ten of you in one game.

"Old man, do you still need me to treat you with humility? What qualifications do you have for me to treat you with humility? Are you satisfied with how I treat you now? If not, then I will do it again, when you are on the court."

Lao Wang continued to spray.

"Crappie!"

Dameng was going crazy with anger.

Soon, the two in a state of anger were forcibly pulled away by their teammates.

"Old K, you bastard, I was not on the field just now, you can't engrave my name, otherwise this matter will never end." Dameng was pulled away, still roaring unwillingly.

"This can be considered, but you have to be more humble to me," Comrade Wang roared.

"asshole!"

When Dameng heard this, he became furious again, and wanted to rush over, but was held back by several teammates.

"Ha ha……"

Comrade Lao Wang gained the upper hand and returned with a big laugh.

Back on the bench, his basket was snatched by others, and they began to pass it around one by one, and even some fans behind wanted to touch it.

He took the bottle of water that Dumas handed over, and turned on the system to check. 200 points had already arrived, and another 600 points had arrived.

Turn off the system, turn on the water and take a sip. I feel a little uncomfortable. The functional drinks and water provided by the alliance are cold. If you want to drink hot, you have to ask the staff to heat it. It is a bit troublesome. It is better to prepare a thermos for convenience.

"Old K, how is your hand?"

At this time, the head trainer Aaron Nelson came over and asked.

He looked at it, squeezed his hands, and said with a smile: "The bones are a little sore, but it's okay, I just feel a little weak."

"This is a manifestation of excessive force and instant exhaustion of physical strength. It doesn't matter. What you have to pay attention to is your hands. Try to do this as little as possible in the future. What if one day you break your hands?"

Head coach Paul Westphal said.

Barkley nodded and said: "Old K, don't do it like this. It's useless. It's just a blow to the morale of the opponent. What are you doing with it? You also have a deadly feud with Dameng and the others. It's not worth it."

Lao Wang hurriedly said: "Don't worry, my hands have been specially trained. Look at these muscles?"

Aaron Nelson squatted down, took Old Wang's hands, checked them, and said: "Old K, your hands are indeed very powerful. The palms of ordinary people can't develop such thick palm muscles without long-term training. They can protect your hands very well."

Barkley took out his hands for comparison. His own hands were also thick and fleshy, with no obvious muscles, while Old K's hands were solid, like a pair of iron hands. He asked curiously, "Old K, how did you practice?"

"Grabbing iron balls is one of the basic skills of Bajiquan. Those who specialize in training grappling hands, claw strength and forearm muscles need long-term training. They should be trained from a young age," Lao Wang explained.

"It's no wonder that when you catch the ball, the ball is almost crushed by you and deformed very badly." Dan Marley said.

"Can we learn?" Danny Ainge asked curiously.

"of course can."

The old Wang waved his hand and shouted: "I will open a martial arts gym here in the future, you can worship me as a teacher, and I guarantee that every one of you will be a master of Wang Baquan in the future."

"Pfft!"

Hearing Wang Baquan, he knew that Old K was talking nonsense, and everyone laughed instantly.

After 10 minutes, the game restarted.

After a rest, the two sides dispatched all the main forces.

But Wang Tiejun threw away all hesitation, and prepared to fight Dameng hand-to-hand with all his strength.

"Oh!"

Dameng was placed in the low position on the left wing by him, and his left chest was tightly attached to the former's back. When the former caught the ball, he suddenly stopped with his feet, and leaned fiercely with an iron mountain attack.

"Damn!"

The force came suddenly, caught off guard, Dameng was knocked forward and staggered forward, missed the ball, and flew out of the baseline in front of him.

The referee immediately made a gesture to switch offense and defense, while running towards the Suns frontcourt.

"Shet!"

When Dameng quickly returned to defense, he gave Wang Tiejun a hard look.

In the first quarter, Wang Tiejun had never guarded against him like this, which confused him, and he was not mentally prepared just now.

But in fact, he knows that this is what Old K is good at, because Old K defended him like this last time.

He didn't know that it was because Wang Tiejun was sent off in the game against the Spurs, so he didn't dare to fight with all his strength when he was facing him just now.

But he had to be thankful that Wang Tiejun used Tieshan to rely on hitting instead of elbowing, otherwise he would have suffered more.

Arriving at the frontcourt, Wang Tiejun was in the low position on the left wing and began to ask for positions and the ball.

Big dreams come around.

In fact, he knows that the effect of going forward here is not good. It was like this in the last game. Old K has big hands, catches the ball very steadily, and his wingspan is even better than him. He can't control the opponent's backhand.

However, in order to avoid a strong confrontation with the old K, he still adopted the forward circle. With his agility, he can turn from the circle forward to the top defense at the moment the ball is passed in. Just one turn is enough.

"Shet!"

Sure enough, as soon as he turned around and wanted to sit on Old K's body, a big elbow gently pushed his lower back, causing pain.

According to what Lewis taught him, Wang Tiejun retracted his elbow immediately, then used his forearm to support Dameng's lower back, and raised his right hand high to ask for the ball.

The ball came, but so did the weak-side help defense. Otis Thorpe, who was facing Barkley, rushed over and double-teamed when he caught the ball.

"Behind."

On the left-wing three-point line, small forward Ceballos pointed at Wang Tiejun's back and shouted loudly.

"Is there someone behind?"

There were so many fans at the scene and the noise was so loud that Wang Tiejun couldn't actually hear what Ceballos was shouting, but he saw his movements from the corner of his eyes and his heart was moved.

The ball lobs to his backhand, and if it weren't for Ceballos, he might have stood up to catch it, but now, he jumped up early and grabbed it with one hand.

Just as he was jumping, Otis Thorpe also flew up from behind. He was fast for a moment, and the moment he caught the ball, Thorpe flew past him and intercepted the ball.

At the same time, Dameng turned around and changed from going around to defending. His lower back was elbowed and hurt.

The next moment, he turned up sideways, with his left hand on the big dream, and after taking off with one foot, the right hand holding the ball hooked the ball towards the basket, and the ball flew there.

Under the basket there stood a man, Barkley who was open.

"It's over!"

Dameng reacted super fast and jumped a bit, but with the height of Wang Tiejun's shot and the sideways hook, even if his arm was a foot longer, it would not be enough.

"boom!"

Barkley jumped up under the basket, caught the ball with both hands and smashed it, blasting the Mosaic team's basket.

"Beautiful! Old K sent a wonderful pass very calmly in the double-team. He and Sir Barkley completed an alley-oop dunk..."

The live commentator roared excitedly.

"Clap clap..."

The fans at the scene also sent high cheers and applause.

"Old K, good pass!"

When returning to defense, Barkley yelled loudly.

"Of course."

Comrade Wang said triumphantly.

"Old man, you actually have the face to be called a double team. Are you still a superstar? Isn't double teaming the treatment of a superstar, am I? Do you have the guts to challenge me one-on-one?"

Looking back, he sprayed at the big dream.

"Is that what I called double-teaming?" Dameng asked angrily.

In the playoffs, he said that he really didn't want to be double-teamed when he played this damn rookie in the regular season. It's too embarrassing. He is not the soft guy like Robinson.

Otis Thorpe took a look at Dameng and decided not to double-team behind him, so as not to be blamed by Dameng.

When Dameng came to the frontcourt, he first made a turn in the low position on the left wing, and after attracting Wang Tiejun there, he suddenly turned around and slid to the basket.

Wang Tiejun quickly turned around and returned to the basket. At this time, the ball came in and was caught by Dameng under the basket. He quickly stood in front of the opponent and raised his hands high to prevent him from getting up and shooting.

At this time, Dameng didn't pause at all. He knew that the Suns' double-team would arrive immediately, so after being blocked by Wang Tiejun, he immediately turned around and formed a back-to-the-basket momentum.

"Old K, wait to die!"

He's going to shake the goddamn K and dunk him to get revenge for being dunked and robbed in the opening game.

"Shaking me again!"

Seeing Dameng turning around, Comrade Wang knew what shit this guy was trying to do. When Dameng finished turning around, he also finished close-fitting, putting his left chest on Dameng's back, and then he kicked his feet.

"Shet!"

As soon as Dameng completed his back and swayed downwards, a force struck from his back, and his center of gravity was moving. This knocked him over and fell to the basket, and the ball rolled out of the baseline.

"Oh!"

Because the big dream was swaying downwards, Comrade Wang, who was leaning forward, couldn't stand still. After bumping into the big dream, he hit the air a little bit, and also rolled forward and fell under the basket.

"Di!"

The referee blows his whistle and the ball is exchanged.

"He hit me."

David Robinson, a humble person, would ask the referee for a star whistle, let alone the old hooligan Dream?He immediately yelled at the referee.

The referee glanced at Dameng, shook his head and said, "He didn't make any unnecessary movements, neither did he move his feet, nor did he move his hands. This is a normal confrontation."

"You so-called superstars, do you only ask Mr. Referee for milk? If you can't fight, go back to your mother's arms, there will be the milk you want to drink, and stop messing around in our adult world."

Wang Tiejun spat trash talk at Dameng disdainfully.

"Ha ha……"

Barkley and others laughed out loud.

"Pfft!"

The referee's cheeks also twitched, trying not to smile.

"Damn boy!"

Dameng felt the smell of blood in his throat, and he was hurt internally by this trash talk.

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(End of this chapter)