God of NBA point guards

Chapter 338 I Bet You Don't Dare To Make Free Throws With Your Eyes Closed

"Tekken, how are you doing tonight?" In the corridor, a TNT reporter asked.

Zhou Quan walked forward and replied with a smile: "I slept well last night and rarely dreamed."

"Ah this?"

The reporter was taken aback, unable to understand Zhou Quan's words.

"Michael, how are you feeling tonight?"

On the other end, the same TNT reporter was interviewing Jordan.

"I'm going to blow the iron fist." Jordan said firmly.

The interviews of the two were all passed through TNT's camera and placed on the hanging screen outside in real time.

"Jordan is going to blow up Iron Fist. I understand this. The state is not bad. But Iron Fist said that he had few dreams last night and slept well. What does that mean?" Larry Bird said doubtfully.

Magician Johnson shook his head and said, "Oriental people are weird. They have their own unique ways of thinking and expressing themselves."

"Zhou Quan's meaning must be that he is in a good state, as long as he sleeps well." Zhang Lili laughed.

Xu Jicheng nodded excitedly and said, "Then the chances of winning tonight will be great."

At [-]:[-], Zhou Quan and Jordan led the team to the player tunnel almost at the same time. They both took a look at the championship trophy outside before meeting their eyes.

"Jordan, even if you kneel and lick Lady Luck's crotch, I will kill you tonight." Zhou Quan said with a smile.

Jordan's face trembled violently when he heard this, and then he said ruthlessly, "We've made a deal for the tiebreaker. Boy, I must be the one who wins in the end."

Zhou Quan smiled and said: "Winning this championship and sending your team to the store shelves together will definitely make me very happy."

"The bull is about to collapse, haha..."

Rodman laughed immediately behind.

This sentence made Michael Jordan unable to fight back. He couldn't swallow what he said, so he could only stare at Zhou Quan fiercely.

"Your Bulls are becoming a part of history, and I am making history." Zhou Quan said one last sentence, and then walked out of the player tunnel.

"Shh!"

Earth-shattering booing sounded, strong psychological pressure, like something tangible, trying to impact Zhou Quan's psychology.

With a smile on his face again, he waved to the fans.

After all, there were also some Chinese and foreign students at the scene, holding up huge cardboards with his name written on them, and wearing his Supersonic No. [-] jersey. He couldn't help but respond.

"Hey, Fliggy, Dameng, since you are here, you should learn a little bit, and you must gain something." He went to greet his friends and said when he saw Barkley and Olajuwon.

"What harvest?"

"Learn what?"

Barkley and Olajuwon asked with a straight face.

"Learn how to win the championship. Don't you want to win the championship? You will soon witness how I won the second championship. Don't waste this learning opportunity." Zhou Quan smiled.

"Pfft!"

Abdul-Jabbar and Bill Walton laughed at the same time.

"You bastard!"

Barkley and Olajuwon began to roll up their sleeves.

Zhou Quan glanced at David Stern, and said with a smile: "Don't say you can't beat me, if you dare to fight in front of him, I will definitely write you a word of convincing."

"Humph!"

The two snorted coldly, turned around and sat back in their seats.

"Mr. Stern, hello." Zhou Quan walked towards Stern.

"Zhou, work hard, you will achieve great success in the United States, I believe you have the ability." Stern said with a smile.

"thanks, I will."

……

At eight thirty, the game begins.

"Bull! Bull..."

"Supersonic! Supersonic...

The shouts of the fans of the two sides were entangled, and in the end, the overwhelmingly dominant home fans suppressed the voices of the visiting fans.

Jump ball, Bulls attack.

Toni Kukoc pulled to the right wing, and Jordan exchanged screens for the pick-and-roll, with Rodman guarding Will Perdeau at the rim.

Zhou Quan was chasing after Jordan, his condition was really good, and his reaction was very fast. No matter whether Jordan made a back run or a pick-and-roll, he was not left behind, and he always kept cutting off Jordan's receiving angle.

Pippen was holding the ball on the left wing. Seeing that Jordan was stared to death by Zhou Quan, he had no chance for a while. At this time, Wilperdo stuck Rodman under the basket. When he was about to reach the position, he passed it in.

Perdo received the ball and leaned sideways on Rodman to hit a hook. Unfortunately, his strength was limited and he missed a shot at the basket. Rodman hit the ball in time with one hand to Zhou Quan who jumped in to help defend.

Zhou Quan took the ball to the right wing, and Kendall Gill went to the top of the arc.

"Huh, changed the attacking position?" Xu Jicheng said.

"Zhou Quan doesn't have a fixed offensive position at all, he can play on either side, left, center, or right," Zhang Reasonable said.

"If you don't go to the top of the arc, you will be farther away from Pippen. This should be a breakthrough." Xu Jicheng said.

"It should be." Zhang Lili nodded.

Zhou Quan dribbled the ball outside the three-point line on the right wing and was not in a hurry to attack.

Jordan judged that Zhou Quan attacked from the right wing and definitely did not want Pippen to flank him. This is different from the past. In the past, Zhou Quan even deliberately found Pippen to double-team to create open opportunities for Schramff.

So there should be only one purpose for doing this now, to rush in and fight by yourself.

After making a clear judgment, he was a little annoyed, because Zhou Quan was sure that he couldn't prevent his breakthrough?

The next moment, Zhou Quan suddenly started a tentative step, dribbled the ball and took a step to the right at an extremely fast speed.

Jordan was mentally prepared and quickly disarmed back.

But the next moment, Zhou Quan withdrew his tentative step, and then jumped up with the ball.

At the moment when the basketball was shot, he had no other thoughts and concentrated attention. The full-level panoramic vision allowed him to lock the spatial position of the basket tightly, and he threw the basketball according to a fixed trajectory.

"Damn!"

Jordan knew he had been cheated, but he couldn't come back.

"Three points?"

"False sudden real shot?"

When Zhou Quan took off and shot, Zhang Lili and Xu Jicheng were very surprised.

"brush!"

Splashes appeared, and the three-pointer was hit.

"Congratulations, flying man, the prediction was wrong." Zhou Quan's trash talk came.

Jordan ignored Zhou Quan. This bastard tried to use trash talk to destroy his self-confidence. He had sinister intentions and he would not be fooled.

Bulls attack.

Pippen attacked with the ball on the left wing, Jordan suddenly ran to the top of the arc from the right wing, and BJ made a pick-and-roll to block Zhou Quan.

At this time, Pippen passed the ball, and Jordan caught the ball and immediately made a jumper, completely ignoring Kendall Gill who was changing defense.

Zhou Quan bypassed BJ and was already one step behind. Kendall Gill took off to block the block, but Jordan made a fadeaway jumper and missed it.

"Also three points?" Zhang Lili shouted anxiously.

"brush!"

Splashes appeared and a three-pointer was hit.

"Boy, have you gone on a trip, why don't you come to defend me?" Jordan's trash talk also came.

"Well, I went to visit Lady Luck, and now it's Michael...Tyson under her crotch." Zhou Quan shot back.

"Shet!"

Thinking of Tyson, remembering that pair of terrifying fists, and Tyson's extremely terrifying and murderous eyes, Jordan burst into foul language.

"Are you fighting for three points again today?" Xu Jicheng asked nervously.

"It's possible. I heard that Jordan has been practicing extra three-pointers. He learned from Zhou Quan. Zhou Quan used more three-pointers than him before." Zhang Reasonable said.

3:3, supersonic attack.

Zhou Quan held the ball to the right wing again. After making a tactical gesture, he first gave the ball to Kendall Gil at the top of the arc, and then took it back after a transition, and then put on a three-threat posture.

One step away, facing Zhou Quan's three threats, Jordan felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.

At this time, Gilliam in the low post suddenly moved up and ran to the high post to do a pick-and-roll for Kendall Gill, who took the opportunity to cut inside to the basket.

BJ got around Gilliam and was already a step behind.

Just when Jill cut inside, Zhou Quan suddenly raised his hands up and his feet up at the same time, making a shooting motion of getting up and picking up the ball.

He just made a three-pointer just now, how could Jordan dare to let his three-pointer go, the fake action was too realistic, and he jumped up directly.

The next moment, Zhou Quan closed his body, dribbled a step to the left, and the moment he pulled the ball up with his left hand, he pushed his hands to the basket, and the basketball flew straight to the basket.

"Snapped!"

Gill goes right past the free throw line, catches the ball, and two steps later makes a layup for an easy drive.

"Pretty!"

Larry Bird couldn't help admiring: "The pass-and-cut tactics after the high pick-and-roll, the iron-fist scalpel-style precise pass broke all the defenses, and Jill's inside cut was also very beautiful. This time the cooperation was quite successful."

"Flying man, you made a wrong prediction again." Zhou Quan's trash talk came again.

Jordan snorted angrily, "You're just lucky this time."

Zhou Quan couldn't help laughing and said: "I'm not you, I don't want to get into the crotch of Lady Luck, I'll just let her take the initiative to lift her skirt to me."

"Humph!"

Jordan was furious.

Ten seconds later, Jordan also placed a three-threat pose on Zhou Quan from outside the three-point line on the right wing.

"Michael, hit him one."

"Michael, fuck him!"

Countless Bulls fans shouted excitedly.

"come!"

Zhou Quan bent down one step away, and covered Jordan's face with his right hand, provocative trash talking casually.

"Toni Kukoc?"

Just then, he heard the sound of sneakers rubbing behind him.

The next moment, he moved suddenly and took a step forward with his left foot, blocking Jordan's breakthrough angle from the outside.

"Pinch!"

At the same time, he yelled and stabbed the basketball in Jordan's chest with his right hand.

Almon Gilliam, who came out, heard Zhou Quan's shout, and immediately bypassed Kukoc in front, making a flanking action, cutting off Jordan's breakthrough direction to the left elbow.

After Jordan let go of Zhou Quan's right hand that was poking the ball, the breakthrough directions on the left and right sides were cut off. In front, there was only a two-foot-wide channel between Zhou Quan and Toni Kukoc, or a direct jump shot.

He can only choose to break through with the ball. Zhou Quan has moved to his front right side. Even if it is a fadeaway jumper, it is difficult to escape the block. In addition to stealing, he is also very concerned about Zhou Quan's block.

The next moment, he smashed the ball on the floor in front of him, and then broke through.

But all of this was a trap set by Zhou Quan's active defense. The passage in front was a pit. When Jordan's ball just left his hand, he quickly completed his turn, grabbed the ball before Jordan, and broke it.

"Steal the ball! Steal the ball!"

The next moment, Zhang Lili roared excitedly.

"Oh!"

Numerous Bulls fans burst into exclamation.

"asshole!"

Jordan quickly moved sideways, blocking Zhou Quan who was about to go down.

Looking at Jordan who was glaring at him, Zhou Quan was unlucky, changed hands to control the ball, rushed over from the left side, and then pushed forward quickly close to the left line.

Stopped suddenly on the three-point line. When Jordan stopped, he was unlucky again, changed his right hand to control the ball, and at the same time changed to the right to break through.

Jordan reacted quickly, and when he was catching up, Zhou Quan made another sudden stop and took a big step back after dribbling. This time, Jordan couldn't keep up and was pulled away by two meters.

Taking this opportunity, Zhou Quanhe took off the ball and shot.

"It's three points again!" Xu Jicheng shouted.

"He hit it again! Zhou Quan hit a three-pointer again and made two of two three-pointers. He is really in a good state tonight!" Zhang Lili shouted excitedly.

"Flying man, you made a wrong prediction for the third time, and we have completed all three attacks." Zhou Quan's trash talk came again.

Jordan took a deep breath, he knew very well that Iron Fist was taking advantage of his defensive failure to hit his psychology and morale, and he couldn't be fooled.

8:3, the Bulls attack.

Jordan caught the ball in the backcourt, quickly advanced to the right wing, stopped without stopping, changed direction, jumped out of Zhou Quan, and killed towards the penalty area.

Gilliam threw Toni Kukoc to cover Jordan.

Jordan didn't score the ball, changed direction again, and rushed in close to the baseline.

Zhou Quan has been chasing after him, and there is no chance to surpass him.

"boom!"

"Di!"

When Jordan hit the right side of the basket, he joined the ball, and then jumped from under Rodman to the left side of the basket in two steps, and then he jumped up and completed a backhand dunk.

"Oh hoo!"

Great cheers erupted throughout the United Center.

Magic Johnson said excitedly: "Oh, haha, this is Michael Jordan, as long as he wants, he can blow up the Supersonics by himself."

Larry Bird said with a smile: "This attack really made Tekken and the others a little ashamed."

"Hey, Flying Man, you bet with Mutombo, you should bet again this time, I bet you can't make this free throw with your eyes closed."

Staring at Jordan at the free throw line, Zhou Quan said suddenly.

"Ok?"

Jordan looked at Zhou Quan and was very moved.

Zhou Quan smiled and said, "My free throw percentage is ten percent higher than yours, and I dare not make free throws with my eyes closed. I bet you don't either."

"This kid wants to provoke me?"

Jordan's heart moved, the one with Mutombo was in the regular season, it didn't matter if he missed the penalty, but this is the finals, every point is very important, it may determine the victory of this game, and even determine the ownership of the championship.

"Hmph, kid, stop playing tricks."

After thinking it over, he suppressed the strong desire to compete in his heart and rejected Zhou Quan.

Zhou Quan is very sorry, this old boy is not fooled?

"brush!"

At this time, Jordan made an extra free throw.

8:6, supersonic attack.

Zhou Quan changed his offensive position again this time, pulling to the left wing, deliberately looking for Pippen's double-team, and creating an open space for Schramf.

"boom!"

Unfortunately, Schramff missed the open three-pointer.

"mine!"

Rodman predicted the path of the ball, moved to the left waist first, and grabbed the rebounding offensive rebound.

After losing a backcourt rebound, Phil Jackson on the sidelines shook his head helplessly.

Jerry Krause also said that he has no responsibility, and his rebounding ability in the interior is obviously inferior to the Supersonics. In the first five games, the Bulls averaged 4.5 rebounds less per game. The difference is not very big in a single game, but the average data per game is a big weakness.

The Supersonics were the opponent of the Bulls in the finals last year. Iron Fist is Jordan's strongest competitor in terms of strength and influence. The general manager strengthened the lineup. The Supersonics must be the most important reference team. This is his responsibility.

If this finals series is finally lost, rebounding must be the most important reason for the loss.

Zhou Quan received the ball thrown by Rodman from beyond the three-point line and organized the attack again.

This time he broke through with the ball on the left wing, attracted Jordan and Pippen to double-team, and then successfully distributed the ball to Schramf again.

"brush!"

This time, Schramf didn't ask for a three-pointer just to be on the safe side, but asked for a two-pointer and made a hit.

"damn it!"

"Shet!"

Even the pincers couldn't prevent Zhou Quan's pass, and Jordan and Pippen burst into foul language at the same time.

This made them realize, if Iron Fist fights like this again, how can they defend?Definitely not double-teaming.

Not knowing what to do, they all glanced at Phil Jackson standing on the sidelines.

Phil Jackson was very helpless, feeling the same as Jordan and Pippen.

Double-teaming can limit Tekken's scoring, but not his passing.

Without double-teaming, even Jordan can't stop Tekken's breakthrough with the ball.

Dilemma, there is no way to have both.

10:6, the Bulls attacked and called the first timeout.

(End of this chapter)