NBA: Sharks at the peak, guard the basket!

Chapter 22 Big windmill in situ?No, dunk off the rim!
"Lin, are you nervous?"

Listening to the overwhelming shouts in the stands, team point guard Victor Page asked with a smile.

Lin Hong's performance largely determines Georgetown's upper limit for the new season.

As the team's point guard, Victor Page couldn't help but tense up.

"Victor, why am I nervous?"

Lin Hong asked back with a smile, "Sportsmanship and physical talent are all here, do you think I need to be nervous?"

"Also, you don't need to be nervous at all. What you have to do is very simple, that is, take the ball to the frontcourt, and then hand it over to Allen and me!"

Lin Hong subconsciously rubbed Victor Peggy's head.

Victor Peggy is only 185cm tall, and Lin Hong can clearly see the high ground of the opponent's IQ when he lowers his head slightly.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Lin Hong rubbed it again, and it felt good.

It's no wonder that Deng Daidai, who was in the Spurs, liked to consecrate others, smashing the heads of Ginobili, Parker and others.

The fairy caressed his top. It turned out to be this feeling. It's really addictive!
"Huh, Lin, you're right, the skills and talent are here, so there's no need to be nervous!"

Peggy took a deep breath, he was only in charge of the ball, what's there to be nervous about? !

Thinking of this, Peggy immediately felt relieved, and a knowing smile appeared on her face.

"Well, I'll show you a windmill slam dunk."

Lin Hong said suddenly, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Ok?"

"Windmill?"

"No way."

"Lin, are you kidding me?"

"Is it really a windmill?"

Iverson and the others were taken aback for a moment, and then turned in disbelief.

In order to complete the windmill slam dunk, in addition to the jump height, body coordination is also a very important factor.

It is very difficult for a tall man of 215cm to complete a windmill slam dunk! ! !

But no one doubted that Lin Hong could not complete the dunk.

a time.

Iverson and others stretched their necks and looked at Lin Hong with burning eyes, waiting for his big windmill slam dunk.

This interesting scene was immediately noticed by the live commentary.

"Huh? Lin, is this going to be a slam dunk?"

"Well, it should be. Looking at the expectant expressions on the faces of Allen, Jerome and others, they are probably waiting for his performance."

"Haha, yes, after all, he is a ruthless guy who smashes rebounds, who wouldn't look forward to it."

The two commentators laughed and joked.

Lin Hong held the ball in front of the free throw line. After taking two big dribbles, he bent his feet sharply, and swung his right hand in front of the reasonable collision zone...

Iverson and Williams and others have already raised their hands, held their breath, and stared intently, ready to applaud.

however…

next second...

next second...

Lin Hong seemed to be stuck, his feet were firmly nailed to the ground, and he didn't even have the slightest intention of jumping up.

Instead, the right hand holding the ball swung it full in the air.

Of course, I didn't even touch the frame, so I felt lonely.

Uh.
After waiting for a long time, let us watch this? ?
With such a dramatic result, Iverson and others could not accept it and directly broke the defense.

"Pfft!!"

"Ok."

"you win!!"

"Great love is a big windmill in place."

"Haha."

"Lin, you're making me laugh at the donuts I ate last night."

"Lin, I'll give you full marks for your dunk, hahaha."

A well-timed joke directly eased the nervousness of his teammates.

Just when everyone thought the slap was over, Lin Hong clapped his hands again.

The smiling face closed, and he said solemnly: "The joke is over, this time I really want to buckle it. The wonderful thing is coming, but don't blink!!"

"Tap Tap!"

He went to the top of the arc again, ready to dunk.

Iverson, Jerome and the others felt their hearts skip a beat, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

Is the show really about to start? ?
Or a big windmill in situ? ?

"You think I still believe it??!"

Iverson snorted coldly, "Lin's windmill dunk!"

Although he doubted whether Lin Hong was joking, his body was very honest and he stared intently.

"Whoosh!"

Lin Hong threw the ball to the backboard, his feet accelerated suddenly, and he took a step inside the free throw line, as if a spring was installed under his feet, he leaped into the air.

With your head flat on the basket, catch the ball with both hands in the air and place it behind your head.

Actively stretch, the bow is fully drawn.

A C-shaped two-handed dunk, slamming the basketball into the basket.

next second...

"click"

A thin sound of mosquitoes and flies suddenly became louder.

The backboard suddenly cracked.

From point to surface.

The cracks spread rapidly to the surroundings like a spider web, covering the entire backboard in an instant!
next moment.

"Bang~"

The backboard shattered.

The shattered backboard exploded into countless pieces of broken glass, which poured down from Lin Hong's head like snowflakes.

However this is not over.

Instinctively, Lin Hong, who was hanging on the basket, used both hands to pull the entire basket down.

The backboard crumbled.

The basket is broken!

This is a violent dunk with the power of the peak shark! ! !
hum~
The arena suddenly fell into dead silence.

The moment the backboard shattered and the basket was dragged off by Lin Hong, all the fans in the stands stared wide-eyed and fell into endless tremors.

next second.

Applause, cheers, shouts, and screams swept through like a mudslide.

Lin Hong's explosive dunk ignited the entire auditorium, raising the cheers of the already enthusiastic arena to a higher level.

"Too perverted!"

"One dunk, not only smashed the backboard, but also pulled down the basket, what a terrifying physical quality?

The point is... he doesn't seem to be fully exerting his strength yet! ! ! "

"Hiss... that's terrible!"

"My God! Lin Beng shattered the backboard! Broke the rim!"

Jerome Williams put his head in his hands, his face full of disbelief.

Of course, the blind eyes can see the envy on the face, all in one glance!
"Lin, it's too violent!"

Iverson shook his head, and glanced at Knight opposite him with some sympathy.

"What the hell!"

Connecticut bench.

Coach Jim Calhoun also opened his mouth wide, with an expression of disbelief on his face, muttering in his mouth: "The dunk actually directly pulled the basket, what kind of operation is this?
How did he do that? ! "

Connecticut center Knight is calm on the surface, but he has a huge wave in his heart.

A hint of panic flashed in his eyes, his lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart:

"Where did this animal come from? Even if the quality of the basket is not particularly good, it's not so bad, right?!
Or is it that the opponent's dunk is too brutal! "

After a while,
Only then did everyone recover from the shock of Lin Hong's dunk.

Looking at the messy floor, Georgetown coach John Thompson was so angry that his head was covered with black lines, veins burst out on his forehead, his brain was buzzing, and his blood pressure was soaring to the sky.

He immediately yelled at Lin Hong, "Lin, you bastard!

I think your skin is itchy, and you haven't practiced enough.

After the game, one stays for extra practice! "

Lin Hong touched his nose in embarrassment, rolled his eyes, and said tentatively: "Coach, I said I didn't do it on purpose, do you believe me?"

"I believe it? I believe you big-headed ghost!!"

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(End of this chapter)