God of NBA point guards

Chapter 28

At the very beginning of the game, Stockton taught Zhou Quan a lesson, suddenly stealing his ball with a fierce steal, but fortunately, he pursued closely and prevented his opponent from counterattacking.

"It's careless!"

Zhou Quan immediately summed up his lessons, and his performance against Stockton in the first quarter made him a little flustered.

Stockton pulled back to the top of the arc and organized the offense.

The postman came up to do the pick-and-roll, Zhou Quan was ready for Stockton to break through the wall, retreated early, and was not close, but Stockton suddenly shot a three-pointer at the top of the arc.

"brush!"

Splashes appeared and a three-pointer was hit.

This three-pointer taught Zhou Quan another lesson.

Knowing that Stockton's three-point shooting percentage reached a terrible 40.7% this season, why didn't he keep up?

"Zhou, keep an eye on your people."

Chuck Daly growled at him from the sidelines, too.

45:47, Pistons attack.

Stockton switched defenses to guard Joe Dumars, but Zhou Quan insisted on passing him through the pick-and-roll, switching him back, and then singled him, causing him a headache.

After seven falls in the first quarter, the pain in his body was still there, so he had to reduce his defensive intensity, and this time, Zhou Quan got more space to move.

Taking the opportunity to rush into the paint area, he turned around and was about to rush in through the narrow gap next to the postman. He saw the postman's movement, and when he turned around, the postman swung his right elbow at his head.

He is nearly 20 centimeters shorter than the postman. In fact, he is leaning over to dribble, and the height of his head is at the postman's chest and abdomen. He should not be able to see the postman's elbow movements, but that was before, and now he can see it. .

The full-level spatial imagination has installed the sky eye for him. Except for the back, his sight is everywhere, as if there are countless angles.

When the postman turned around and swung his elbow, he captured some movements of the postman's body through his sight, and his full-level spatial imagination instantly established a frame-by-frame visual model of the postman in his brain, and it was a full-body visual model, which he knew very well Suddenly saw the postman waving his elbow at him.

This is the power of full-level panoramic vision. Even if you only see a part of something, you can still build a complete visual model in your brain based on certain visual fragments.

With a clever mind, he dived instantly, and with a whoosh, the postman's right elbow brushed against his scalp.

"Special!"

Zhou Quan threw the ball, and pushed the postman's chest violently with both hands. The postman, who had a higher center of gravity and lacked strength in the lower body, was caught off guard for a while and was pushed to the ground.

"One-on-one, get the hell out of here!"

Zhou Quan yelled at the jazz crowd who were about to surround him.

"asshole!"

The postman was furious and was about to jump on him when he got up.

"Oh!"

A conflict broke out suddenly on the field, and the fans in the audience exclaimed.

At this time, the clip just now began to play back on the hanging screen, and the scene of the postman trying to elbow Zhou Quan appeared in everyone's eyes.

At the same time, Zhou Quan dodged the postman's pounce by dodging sideways, and pushed up with both hands, almost pushing him down again.

He was about to take advantage of his unstable center of gravity and rush over, but was hugged by Mark Eaton from behind.

"Oh!"

The reaction was quick, and when he stepped down, Mark Eaton screamed and sat on the floor with his feet hugged.

It was so dangerous, the postman took the opportunity to rush over, and Zhou Quan narrowly avoided it.

The Jazz doesn't follow the rules of heads-up, but no one on the Pistons side goes up to help, and no one dares to approach the postman.

Rodman was standing at the basket, Ulrich cowered, and Joe Dumars was yelling at the referee: "Sir, go up and stop the postman."

The referee just wanted to swear, he was a basketball referee, not a fearless and experienced boxing referee, now that the two of them got into a ball, how could they dare to charge forward?

He just stood aside and shouted sharply: "Stop it all, or you will be sent off immediately, I will do what I say.

"Shh!"

At this moment, the palace of Auburn Hills erupted with huge boos.

"Fuck him! He just elbowed an iron fist."

"Come on, get rid of that villain."

Countless Pistons fans saw the picture of the postman elbowing Zhou Quan. At this time, they waved their fists angrily and roared towards the field.

The postman swung his right fist, Zhou Quan dived quickly, then slid sideways, and came to the right front side of the postman, took the postman's right fist to the air, and when his right rib was wide open, a vicious abdominal punch hit his liver department.

There are only fragile ribs and no muscle protection. It is an important area for boxers to strike. Tyson is best at inducing the opponent to hit the air, and then use sideslip + hook to hit this area.

In fact, his move was learned from Tyson's style of play.

His spatial imagination has been raised to the full level, allowing him to control the space to a first-class level. If it is not for his body not being able to keep up, he should be able to reach the top level, and his strike accuracy has also been raised to the first-class level.

Strikes, of course, also include blows in boxing fights.

The last time he fought in the locker room, he knocked Thomas down with his first punch. He intended to hit the liver with that punch, but he missed it. Thomas got up and hugged him later, which made him suffer a lot. Got beaten up by John Sely and Aguirre.

But now, his strike accuracy has been raised to a top-notch level. This punch, he hit the liver very precisely.

"Ugh!"

The postman let out a miserable howl, and his ribs suddenly hurt like cracks, but the more severe pain came from the liver under the protection of his ribs. The pain caused him to fall to the ground, rolling endlessly on the floor in pain, and he immediately lost his fighting power.

Zhou Quan was not sure if he had hit the liver, and he had to go up to check on the postman to see if he needed to make up a few more times. The referee hugged his back, and then other staff rushed forward and blocked him. in front of.

"Beep beep..."

The referee's whistle blew continuously and the game was interrupted.

"Good guy!"

Thomas the Smiling Assassin was so excited that his whole body was shaking with excitement. If he hadn't been sitting in the auditorium, he would have rushed to fight.

Lambir next to him looked at the postman on the floor, a little timid. He knew that he would not dare to provoke such a murderous person, but this kind of murderous person was overthrown by Iron Fist. Be brave and proud.

On the court, Zhou Quan swept Rodman and Ulrich fiercely, and the gentle aura on his body was swept away, and he sternly reprimanded fiercely:
"What are you idiots afraid of? With me at the front, if he dares to do something, just do him. If he dares to make trouble on the Pistons' territory, we must make him understand that even if he is a tiger in the Palace of Auburn Hills, he must Lie at our feet.

You cowards, you had the courage to let Jordan see blood, but didn't you have the courage to let the postman see blood? "

The eyes of Rodman and the others shrank, and they instantly remembered the scene of Zhou Quan alone overturning the four of Lambiel, and the postman who made them fear like a tiger was already lying on the floor. With such fierce fighters around, what are they afraid of?
They couldn't help being courageous, and immediately walked behind Zhou Quan.

"well said!"

At this time, Chuck Daly on the sidelines and Thomas the smiling assassin in the audience roared excitedly.

"This is our rookie, the Iron Fist Slayer, the strongest executioner in the NCAA, the future leader of our Pistons, the toughest leader."

growled the bearded John Lowes in wild excitement.

"Iron Fist! Iron Fist! Iron Fist..."

The Pistons fans in the audience also shouted in unison.

All of a sudden, in the minds of these fans, Zhou Quan became a strong representative word, and the impression points soared upwards.

(End of this chapter)