God of NBA point guards

Chapter 224 I Never Feel Wronged

The Assassin held the ball to the top of the arc and first gave it to Joe Dumars who was outside the three-point line on the left wing, and the Bulls' defensive attention shifted to the left wing.

But immediately, after two seconds, Joe Dumars passed the ball back to the assassins.

At this time, on the right wing, close to the low position, Zhou Quan bypassed his teammate Rodman to get rid of Jordan, and then quickly cut outside.

The assassin received the ball, saw Zhou Quan get rid of Jordan, and immediately passed it.

Zhou Quan caught the ball with one step inside the three-point line. Jordan rushed over from two steps away.

"Oh, three points?" Bill Wharton asked in surprise.

"damn it!"

Jordan quickened his pace and jumped to his feet.

"Fake action!"

Lewis Williams roared.

"not good!"

Qiao Dan was flying in the sky, but found that something was wrong, Zhou Quan didn't jump up.

Zhou Quan turned his body while receiving the ball, letting Jordan fly by, and then he took off calmly and shot a three-pointer.

"brush!"

Splashes appeared, and the three-pointer was hit.

"Oh hoo!"

Immediately, the Piston's side erupted into thunderous applause.

"Iron Fist is so calm, he really dared to make fake moves at critical moments." Bill Wharton praised.

"Iron Fist has 16 points," Williams said.

55:49, Pistons attack.

Jordan took a step to catch the ball in the right-wing three-point line, and then backed Zhou Quan again.

This time, after leaning back once, Zhou Quan tried his best to block the shot, but it only reached Jordan's elbow.

"brush!"

Splashes appeared, and two points were hit from far.

"Jordan worked hard and scored two goals in a row." Zhang Lili said.

"It's up to Zhou Quan now." Sun Zhenping said nervously.

Zhou Quan had no room to back down. Jordan scored, and as the boss of the team, he had to respond so that the team's morale would not be hit.

On the right wing, two steps outside the three-point line, he took the ball from the Assassins, faced Jordan's defense, first shook the opponent with a tentative step, then turned around with a feint, and shot Jordan from the right.

Jordan quickly chased and defended, caught up on the three-point line, stuck to Zhou Quan's left side, directly confronted him, and squeezed him out.

After an emergency stop, Zhou Quan suddenly dribbled the ball and took a step back. When Jordan stopped suddenly and stepped up, he turned around again and charged Jordan from the left side, reaching the three-point line and going straight to the left elbow.

"Beautiful, Zhou Quan broke through Jordan with the ball in a row." Zhang Lili shouted excitedly.

At this time, the capital, where the national team is stationed, Hu Weidong and other national players can't help but sigh when they see this place, if they have this ability, are they still afraid of being forced by those foreign players?
They may have this kind of technique, but they don't have Zhou Quan's strong confrontation ability. Under physical contact, their technical movements will be deformed immediately.

On the court, Grant was forced to defend Zhou Quan. Zhou Quan quickly made a feint with the ball in one hand and broke through.

"It's sudden again!" Zhang Lili hissed.

Scott on the left waist can only lose Sekali and return to the basket, but there is still no time?

"boom!"

Zhou Quan bravely charged into the paint, jumped up two steps later, and slashed violently with an ax in one hand, blasting the Bulls' basket.

"Oh hoo!"

The Pistons fans exploded in an instant, raising their arms and shouting frantically.

On the sidelines, many stars and stars stood up and cheered for the ball.

"what!"

Zhou Quan threw his fists and roared excitedly at the Pistons fans, venting the overwhelming excitement in his heart.

"It's great! Continuous breakthroughs, Iron Fist broke all the Bulls' defenses by himself, and completed an absolutely classic personal attack with the ball." Bill Walton roared excitedly.

Williams praised: "Tekken's breakthrough technology is really strong, and all kinds of skills have reached the first-class level. You don't know how he will attack you."

Bill Wharton nodded and said: "Know everything, but not good at everything, this is mediocre. But know everything, be good at everything, this is not top-notch anymore, combined, it is the top breakthrough level in actual combat."

"Come again!"

Jordan roared at Zhou Quan.

"Come again."

Zhou Quan roared back.

"brush!"

Jordan hit Zhou Quan with his back again, and another mid-range turnaround jumper.

"Three goals in a row, plus a free throw, seven points in a row, 25 points, Jordan's touch is explosive!" Bill Walton was shocked.

"See how Iron Fist responds."

Williams thought for a while and said: "Iron Fist's offense is not as good as Jordan after all. If you really indulge in the confrontation with Jordan, you may fall into the trap of the Bulls."

Bill Walton nodded, staring at the screen without speaking, because the Pistons' offense had already begun.

After Jordan made the shot, Zhou Quan didn't watch the ball, and just passed Jordan and started the quick play.

At the basket, Sekali received the ball from the rim, noticed Zhou Quan's fast down, and immediately retreated to the bottom line, ready to make a quick shot.

However, Grant's experience is also considered rich, and he swung his arm in time to block, preventing the Pistons from making a quick move.

Ronnie Secali immediately took a step laterally and passed to Joe Dumars on the right line. Joe Dumars then passed to the assassin in the center, giving full play to the advantages of the three defenders on the field.

At this time, Zhou Quan ran into the left-wing three-point line and made an oblique thrust towards the basket, but was caught up by Jordan from behind and blocked the upper side. He stopped suddenly and ran up again, and Jordan was thrown away.

"Whoosh!"

The assassin passed the ball quickly.

"Snapped!"

Zhou Quan caught the ball with one hand, and there was a sharp sound of sneakers rubbing behind him, and the wind was jittery. He knew that Jordan was chasing him again, and the next moment he caught the ball, he turned around (right).

Just as Jordan threw himself behind Zhou Quan, he found that the other party turned around. He reacted super fast and also turned around.

But he turned in a different direction. He turned to the left in the opposite direction, trying to take a shortcut to block Zhou Quan, but when he turned around, he found that he had been fooled.

Just as Zhou Quan turned around, he slammed on the brakes and stopped there. At this moment, Jordan turned around in the opposite direction and pulled a distance of two meters away from him.

"Shet!"

Misjudgment made Jordan secretly annoyed, so he could only turn around and pounce on him, but there was still no time?As soon as he turned around, Zhou Quan had already jumped up.

"brush!"

Mid-range jumper, open, hit a ball.

59:53, the Bulls attack.

"The same three-pointer, one three-pointer, and seven points in a row, 20 points, I think we seem to have underestimated Zhou Quan's offensive ability." Bill Walton thoughtfully.

Williams thought for a while and said: "It's still different. Jordan can score 30+40+ or ​​even 50+ in double-teams and triple-teams. Tekken currently doesn't have this ability at all."

Nodding his head, Bill Walton said with a smile: "That's true, Tekken really hasn't proven his ability to score in double-teams.

But he's a point guard, and there's no need to prove that, and his better choice in a double-team is to pass to an open teammate.Because of the pass, he didn't even get a chance to prove it. "

Williams said: "Iron Fist, Assassin, Joe Dumars, the three major guards, all have three-pointers, they can attack and pass the ball, and they are wide open. The left wing is in the middle and the right wing is right. double team.

Although the height of the outside line is not enough, the Pistons have played a small advantage. From a tactical point of view, Chuck Daly slightly beat Phil Jackson, and the Bulls did not have the advantage of playing a small outside. "

"boom!"

Under Zhou Quan's full defense, Michael Jordan finally missed a shot and failed to hit Zhou Quan on the outside for the fourth time.

Pistons attack.

On the right wing, Zhou Quan asked for the ball as soon as he crossed the center line, and then stood there while dribbling the ball while hooking his fingers, signaling Jordan, who was two steps away, to come up to defend him.

"Damn kid!" Jordan sneered angrily.

"Haha...these are rivals!" Bill Wharton laughed.

Jordan didn't go up, even if he was killed, he didn't believe that Zhou Quan dared to shoot from the center line. He just leaned down slightly, and made a posture to prevent breakthroughs.

Zhou Quan dribbled forward, sticking to the right line.

In this position, the Bulls have no chance of double-teaming him, and he can calmly challenge Jordan.

Lean over to dribble, the height is very low, and then the position of the ball is far behind, and at the same time, the left elbow is pushed forward to prevent being close to Jordan, so the chance of being intercepted is very small.

Today he has [-] steals, [-] steals on Jordan, but was robbed once by Jordan, so he is especially on guard against steals.

Jordan's position is to the left, to the left of Feng Zhouquan, and there is no chance of stealing the ball.

"squeak!"

With a movement of the right foot, exert force to break through from the outside.

Jordan quickly turned sideways, moved laterally, and caught up with Zhou Quan's breakthrough.

"squeak!"

Stopped suddenly, pulled back with his right hand, Zhou Quan turned around and passed.

Jordan had already been mentally prepared. Zhou Quan's sudden descent to the bottom right corner was a dead end, so he had to turn around and break through. So he kept up with Zhou Quan's rhythm and turned around in time to defend.

But at this moment, Zhou Quan turned around again, broke through downwards, and after getting rid of Jordan by one step, he changed his direction and went along the baseline to the paint area to kill with the ball.

Jordan hurriedly chased after him, already half a step behind.

Grant blocked the right line of the paint area, and Jordan formed a front and back attack on Zhou Quan.

Zhou Quan rushed to Grant's side, stopped suddenly, and was made dumplings by the two of them.

"No, where's the ball?"

Jordan behind wanted to grab the ball, but found that Zhou Quan's ball was gone. His eyes immediately passed Grant, and he saw Rodman behind him laying up.

It turned out that just at the emergency stop, Zhou Quan pulled the ball up and passed the ball to Rodman from Grant's ribs.

Rodman caught the ball and turned for a layup. Scott got anxious and slapped Rodman down.

"Di!"

The referee's whistle blew.

"What is Big Worm's free throw percentage?"

Bill Walton quickly looked through the information, found it and smiled: "This season is only 53.4%, and the playoffs are even worse, only 41%. Now the Bulls have made money."

Bang bang, Rodman missed two free throws, Grant grabbed the rebound, and the Bulls attacked.

The right-wing three-point line is at 45 degrees, the left elbow is in front of the elbow, and Jordan grabs the ball with one hand behind him.

For people like him and Zhou Quan with very big hands and excellent sudden throwing and passing skills, even catching the ball with one hand is also a three-threat. Make a triple threat.

Zhou Quan was beaten four times in front of him, and he only defended one, all of which were from the back. This time, when he was hit in front of the basket, his nerves were also tense, and he did not dare to be careless.

Suddenly, one hand went up.

"Shoot!"

Lewis Williams shouted.

Zhou Quan's right foot moved forward in an instant, and his body got up from the bent state, and his body reacted instinctively to take off and block the block.

But at this moment, he suppressed his instinctive impulse, because he saw that Jordan only lifted his hands up, and did not exert force on his feet.

His full-level panoramic vision allows him to observe very carefully without staring at the opponent's feet. Jordan's feet have no force to take off at all, and his heels are not off the ground.

In the next moment, Jordan received the ball short, had a bad luck, and made a breakthrough from the left.

"Caught you."

Excitedly, Zhou Quan quickly moved sideways, blocked Jordan again, and knocked the ball away with his right hand.

Jordan quickly turned around to grab the ball, but Zhou Quan squeezed up, stuck Jordan, and was about to control the ball.

"Di!"

But then the whistle blew.

"how?"

Zhou Quan was taken aback, and so was Jordan.

The referee ran up and pointed at Zhou Quan, and gestured, the thug fouled, and the Bulls had the ball.

Zhou Quan was stunned again. I hit his hand, but didn't I hit his wrist? When did the NBA change the rules?
"Sir, are you sure you saw my foul?" Zhou Quan gave the ball to the referee first, and then asked.

The referee shrugged and said, "Of course."

At this time, the hanging screen was playing back, Zhou Quan looked at it and laughed.

"Mr. Referee, don't you want to take a look?" He pointed to the hanging screen and asked.

The referee snorted coldly, threw the ball to the line referee without looking at the hanging screen, and signaled the bull to serve.

"Don't you take a look?" Zhou Quan asked Jordan again.

"It's part of the game," Jordan said coldly.

"I was whistled twice for wrist flipping violations today, but from what I saw, you were suspected of wrist flipping at least five times when you dribbled and broke through today, but you didn't blow a single one." Zhou Quan said coldly.

Jordan's face was pale, but he snorted coldly: "Boy, in the years when I faced the bad boy army, I was fouled at least [-] times without being called, and [-] of them could be called as criminals. "

"It can be seen that you are wronged." Zhou Quan laughed.

"I never felt wronged. That was the style of the game at that time. Only the strong were treated specially, and the weak did not have that qualification." Jordan said angrily.

"you are right."

Zhou Quan nodded and said nothing.

"Misjudgment, this is an absolute misjudgment. This is a tie-break, and the players should solve the problem themselves, not you."

On the sidelines, Chuck Daly was roaring angrily at the scorer's table.

"Ervin, do you think this is a thug foul, or a steal?" Kareem Abdul-Jabbar asked on the sidelines.

Magic Johnson hesitated and said, "Steal."

"I hope this kind of misjudgment will be less. In this kind of critical game, the players are the protagonists, not the referee." Kareem Abdul-Jabbar sighed.

He always felt that Zhou Quan was very lucky. When he first arrived at the Pistons, he encountered violence in the Pistons locker room.

Yes, he thought it was Zhou Quan's luck. Because of that incident, the league and the media did not dare to target him as a Chinese. Even though Zhou Quan hit people many times later, even Jordan, he was not held accountable.

But now, that incident has already become history, and Zhou Quan has also formed a threat to Jordan. Jordan is a person strongly supported by Stern, and even the entire league has benefited from Jordan. The market value of the team has been improved. The team's owners are happy to see Jordan's success, so what kind of treatment will they get if they threaten Jordan's power?
On the field, the Bulls serve from the sideline.

Jordan used Grant's pick-and-roll to get rid of Zhou Quan, cut into the paint from the right wing, received a pass from Pippen and made a three-step layup. Sekali was forced to foul to stop his offense and made two free throws.

At the critical moment, Jordan made two free throws. He scored 9 consecutive points in the third quarter and scored his 27th point.

59:55, the Bulls are still 4 points behind, the Pistons attack.

Zhou Quan ran without the ball, got into the penalty area, upset the Bulls' penalty area, and attracted the Bulls' defensive attention.

Joe Dumars took the opportunity to run from the left wing to the top of the arc. After the assassin passed the ball, he made a pick-and-roll to block the chasing Pippen. Joe Dumars shot a three-pointer over BJ's head.

"boom!"

It's a pity that the opportunity came out, and the luck was a little bit off, and it was sideways.

Jordan was lucky, grabbed the rebound, and the Bulls attacked.

Pippen was cut off by Joe Dumars again. After Jordan caught the ball and broke through Zhou Quan, Zhou Quan retreated in time. When the two collided, Zhou Quan grabbed the ball.

"Di!"

At this time, the whistle blew, and the referee ran up and pointed at Zhou Quan, making a gesture to stop the foul.

A sharp light flashed in Zhou Quan's eyes, and he didn't say a word this time. Seeing the referee reaching out for the ball, he flipped his wrist and let the ball fall freely.

The referee's eyes moved, looking at Zhou Quan.

Zhou Quan sneered, turned a blind eye, and called me a few more fouls, and sent the Bulls to the Eastern Conference Finals.

The referee didn't move, and he was also a little scrupulous, afraid of completely messing with Zhou Quan, and being blown out of the head by this professional boxer. It's not that Zhou Quan has never beaten someone on the court, and more than once.

Even if Zhou Quan was banned for life afterwards, he is a cross-border madman, unable to play in the NBA, and mostly sports, so there is no loss.

Chuck Daly started the rant again, put pressure on the officials, and then called a timeout.

"I was fouled twice in a row, and Zhou Quansan committed a foul. Fortunately, there was only one foul in the first half, and there were three more opportunities." Zhang Lili said.

Sun Zhenping doubted: "It was a little bit reluctant to call a blocking foul just now. I think Zhou Quan was in place first, and he should call a dribbler."

Zhang Lili smiled and said: "It depends on how the referee blows. Now that there are three fouls, Zhou Quan should reduce his investment in the defensive end."

On the Pistons bench, Chuck Daly said to Zhou Quan: "Zhou, be careful, we should be targeted."

Zhou Quan nodded and sipped the energy drink.

He is too familiar with this kind of scene. During his two-year NCAA career, especially the first year, he was targeted too many times.

"From now on, Joe will guard Jordan, and you will guard Pippen. The action should be as clean as possible, and don't give them a chance to blow the whistle." Chuck Daly said.

He nodded, not insisting that he continue to defend Jordan.

Daly said to the assassin again: "Isiah, from now on, you have only one task, to block the passing angle of BJ and Jordan. Joe, you are the same. The two of you work together to cut their connection."

The two nodded. This is the same as before they joined forces to cut off the connection between BJ and Pippen. Now that Pippen is defended with iron fists, let Pippen fight.

(End of this chapter)