NBA: Sharks at the peak, guard the basket!

Chapter 352 Dreamy footsteps, the big shark turns into a small yellow croaker in seconds! !

Chapter 352 Dreamy footsteps, the big shark turns into a small yellow croaker in seconds! !

On the other side, Jordan's expression was extremely solemn. After the game, he sat directly on the bench, covered his head with a towel, and said nothing.

"Michael, what do you think of the performance in the first quarter of the Eastern Conference?"

"I see that you are going all out on the offensive end, but the team still doesn't seem to be able to open up the situation. The defensive end has also been repeatedly pierced by Karl Malone. What exactly went wrong?"

The reporter's remarks are largely ridiculing Michael Jordan.

At the press conference before, Jordan always said that he is omnipotent, and looking around, the league has no opponents.

Many responded with disdain, even Lin Hong couldn't beat him, where did Jordan get such confidence? ! !
"There's nothing to say, just wait until the second quarter and just watch my explosion."

Jordan understood what the reporter said, and responded.

Soon, the intermission ended and the second quarter officially started.

Jordan found Lin Hong directly under the basket in the first round of offense.

A sideways position, he dodges, nimbly rushed to Lin Hong's side.

If Lin Hong failed to react in time, Jordan would immediately stop for a jump shot.

But how could Lin Hong give him this chance? A change of hands appeared, and Lin Hong suddenly hit a big cap.

Jordan was dumbfounded.

I just said it exploded, but I didn't expect to get a big hat as soon as I played, how can I play this.

Jordan shook his head and began to retreat.

He waited in the elbow area, and at this time Lin Hong directly and Payton picked and rolled, turned and went down, and cut in from the side.

Lobby!
Payton made a high throw. If there was no aerial interference at this time, then Lin Hong could easily complete the alley-oop.

"I won't let you succeed."

Gritting his teeth, Jordan accelerated and rushed over, leaping forward, his eyes even exceeding the height of the basket.

But the basketball is still passing by his fingertips, even if it is close at hand, it is so out of reach.

"How is it possible? This can actually fly through my fingertips."

"Am I really getting old?"

Jordan missed the opportunity to steal, turned his head suddenly, and saw Lin Hong kicking off the ground, grabbing the ball with both hands, and hitting the basket.

A "bang" sound.

The sound of dunking sounded, as if playing the most beautiful movement in the world.

The crumbling basket allowed fans to experience the pressure on the Madison Garden staff.

If the basket was broken by Lin Hong again this time, they would have to undergo a complete upgrade.

"I think Shaq is almost useless in the basket, why not replace him and try someone else."

Some fans complained.

"What international joke are you making? If Shaq is replaced, who can compete with Lin Hong?"

At this time, O'Neal showed a little bit of his aggressiveness in the penalty area.

In an attempt to attack the basket, he used his tonnage to get stuck in the three-second zone, forcibly turned around and took off.

With a "bang", he completed a one-handed dunk and scored two points.

This was O'Neal's first goal since the start of the second quarter, and his fans breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shaq finally showed his power. If not, the Eastern All-Stars basically have no expectation of a comeback in this game."

"Being beaten like this in the opening game, the luxurious lineup in the East is really surprising!!"

next round.

While Jordan was advancing with the ball, a diagonal pass was sent to O'Neal who was stuck on the side.

"Whoosh!" sounded.

O'Neill quickly turned and cut.

vividly deduces what is called

Flexible dead fat.

O'Neal's cutting angle is just right, even if the defensive player comes up to steal, he turns around and completely gets rid of the opponent.

"how can that be."

The postman stared intently.

To be honest, he couldn't believe that O'Neal's dribbling was smoother than his own, and he could avoid such a steal.

"Shaq is so flexible, who on earth did he learn how to handle the ball?"

After O'Neal scored the basket, he turned around, made a layup, and scored 2 points again.

However, Lin Hong's performance was still far behind.

"Shaq O'Neal has 8 points, Lin Hong has 24 points, the difference between the two is 16 points."

"If the Eastern Conference loses this game, it is likely to be lost to Shaq."

Lin Hong continued to ask for the ball on the offensive end.

When he turned around to get his position, he gave O'Neal an illusion, as if he would hit the basket in the next second.

At this time, O'Neal retreated directly, raising his hands while retreating to prevent Lin Hong from forcing a layup or dunk.

But what made O'Neill dumbfounded was that Lin Hong turned around and threw the shot.

"My God, this is enterprise-level comprehension!"

"It was predicted that Shaq would retreat, so Lin Hong came to catch him by surprise."

"This is Lin Hong, No.1 in the league against Michael Jordan!!"

The fans shouted excitedly.

Lin Hong made a false shot and hit a mid-range throw.

But he was not ecstatic, as if it was as simple as eating and drinking.

With 5 minutes left in the second quarter, both Jordan and Pippen went off to rest, and the leader on the court became Penny Hardaway.

The outside offense was repeatedly frustrated, and Penny Hardaway turned his attention to the inside.

"I have to find a way to open up the space, and at the same time avoid head-to-head with Lin Hong, so that I can play more efficiently."

"Because of recklessness, Lin Hong hated a few shots before, I can't make the same mistake again!!"

Penny Hardaway stared, and began to push forward.

"boom!!"

After changing direction continuously, he scored the basket.

He raised his hand to signal, only to see O'Neal on the side reaching out for the ball.

"Whoosh."

A through ball was given, and after O'Neal successfully got the ball, the iconic shark turned around and made a direct push away Garnett, dunking with both hands.

After landing, O'Neill took a step that no relatives recognized, and his muscles lit up excitedly.

"Shaq finally got hard again!!"

"However, if Lin Hong was on the inside, in fact, such problems would not have been exposed."

"Kevin Garnett Robinson's height and strength are still a lot worse. Facing Shaq's crushing impact, he is really powerless."

The fans turned their eyes and saw that Lin Hong was considering changing positions with Garnett.

"They want to attack the basket, I need you to defend Kemp on the outside, and the big sharks inside will be handed over to me."

"No problem, I'm an all-around fighter."

Garnett nodded heavily, and he was about to be crushed all over his body.

In his opinion, Lin Hong's request was simply a piece of music from nature and a life-saving straw.

next round.

Penny Hardaway seemed to have tasted the sweetness, and followed suit to look for Shaquille O'Neal again.

Outside pick and roll.

With the help of a screen, Penny Hardaway went directly to the basket.

At the same time, O'Neal vaguely pointed to the side of the backboard, sending a signal to Penny Hardaway.

Air Relay!

Hardaway sent the ball violently. At this moment, even if the defensive player reacted, it was too late.

Because the moment the lob was sent, the height almost reached a suffocating [-] meters...

Hardaway felt that basically no one could break the ball, unless Lin Hong was killed halfway!

Hey, it's such a coincidence!
"Whoosh~"

Lin Hong took off vigorously and quickly lifted into the air. With a big fan-like hand, he slapped the basketball to the frontcourt.

This time, everyone didn't have time to sigh, and launched a chase at the flying basketball.

"Fack, I can't let the ball fall into Kobe's hands, I have to speed up."

Penny Hardaway on the side murmured.

He kept accelerating and watched the ball get closer and closer to the backcourt.

"Whoosh!"

With the final acceleration, Penny got the floor ball in one fell swoop.

Penny with the ball restarted after a brief pause.

This is an All-Star, and he is the leader of the offense when neither of Choppy is on the court.

This is the first step back to the top!
Facing Kobe who stood in front of him again, Penny Hardaway remained unmoved.

A second-year rookie who wants to block his own advances?
Do not make jokes!
I am Jordan's successor!
"boom!"

After adjusting the rhythm, Hardaway exploded in an instant, without showing any affection for Kobe, and went to the right to break through at full speed!

However, Kobe is not a vegetarian!
The pursuit speed of the top physical talent kept Kobe from losing his position at all, and at the moment Hardaway was about to cross step and change direction, Kobe's right hand came out like lightning!

"boom!"

Hardaway's sense of the ball is also top-notch. Seeing Kobe reaching out to steal, he quickly took a step back, got up with the ball, and was ready to pull two points!
It's a pity that the moment he collected the ball and raised his hand, Kobe's other palm was already pressed on the basketball, and he quickly moved everything down!
"Snapped!"

A crisp steal, and a precise shot of the basketball in Hardaway's hand!

Losing control of the ball, Kobe leaned forward, grabbed the basketball firmly in his hands, turned around smoothly, and passed directly by Hardaway's side!
When Hardaway came back to his senses, Lin Hong had already walked away, leading by two positions. He could only watch the back of No. 8, rushing to the frontcourt, facing the empty basket, flying Heavy buckle!
"boom!!"

Kobe flew to the ground with a flying dunk, and excitedly tore his jersey, showing his killer temperament.

Madison Square Garden is boiling again!
"OH! MY! GOD!"

Kenny Smith on the sidelines also jumped up from his seat: "Ladies and gentlemen, I don't think we should have hallucinations!"

"Penny Hardaway, was actually intercepted one-on-one by Kobe Bryant!"

"Not only that, pay attention to the details of Kobe Bryant's defense this round!"

The seasoned Albert obviously saw more details: "He not only predicted Anfernee Hardaway's change of direction, but also judged that the opponent would shoot directly after taking a step back!"

"And his operation of turning around with the ball after completing the steal is really too smooth, and his ball-handling level has improved a lot!"

Of course, what cannot be ignored is Kobe's flash-like counterattack speed.

From near the three-point line of one's own side, hitting the opponent's basket with the ball, and then dunking and scoring.

Kobe just spent less than [-] seconds!
His shooting touch, dribbling ability, and defensive awareness + physical fitness are all aspects for commentators and fans.

It can only be described as amazing!
Score +2.

First, Lin Hong's block disrupted the opponent's rhythm, but after Kobe broke Hardaway's one-on-one life, he flew down quickly and easily hit a goal.

The current score between the East and the West is being further stretched.

"It's hard for me to imagine that the Eastern Conference is also very strong, but why the gap is getting bigger and bigger now, and it's actually 9 points behind."

"Can you imagine the West trailing the All-Stars in the East by nine points?"

The fans were amazed.

On the side, O'Neill was still panting with his hips on his hips. He was almost drained into a small yellow croaker last night. He was also powerless and didn't dare to look at the current score.

Apart from not daring to look directly at the score, he also didn't have the confidence to glance at the column of personal statistics.

Aside from playing like a piece of shit himself, he was most worried about Lin Hong's performance.

What is most afraid of is that there is a reference object for comparison.

Lin Hong's points, rebounds, blocks and assists are still rising steadily.

According to this trend, after the game, O'Neill will definitely become the target of public criticism and the target of criticism from many fans.

more importantly.

In a strong matchup, he was ruthlessly blown away by Lin Hong, and all the team management will probably re-evaluate him as a terrible insider overlord!

Maybe Shaquille O'Neal is also a bullying and overrated existence?

As long as O'Neal fails to stand up again in this game and tear Lin Hong's defense head-on, then he will not be able to avoid such doubts.

"I'm going to have to get 15 points before halftime."

"At least half of Lin Hong's points must be scored, so that I have a chance to recover all the behind in the second half."

While thinking, O'Neal slowly walked towards the basket.

At this time, Penny Hardaway called for a pick-and-roll from the outside, and he ran along the top of the arc.

Lin Hong followed, smiling and standing behind O'Neill: "Shaq, I know what you're thinking now."

"Cover Anferni, hold me at the same time, and then let the opponent rush into the penalty area to complete the finish!!"

"Hehe, don't think too beautifully!!"

Lin Hong smiled coldly.

If O'Neal picks and rolls, he will decisively choose to switch defenses.

If Penny Hardaway wants to take advantage of the dislocation of the screen and get to the basket, it is basically impossible.

Lin Hongna is also one of the best in single defense in the interior.

"Shh!"

Hardaway turned around and tried to break through from the left after covering.

But after he turned around, it was Lin Hong's hideously handsome face that greeted him.

"Water? When did this guy switch over? How could he be so fast!!"

"I didn't even have time to speed up the breakthrough."

"Miao Da Nan, it's too scary!!"

Hardaway swallowed with surprise.

Taking advantage of the opponent's stunned opportunity, Lin Hong made a interception and made a steal.

His shots were very clean, and the referees on the side couldn't catch Lin Hong's suspicion of fouling at all.

Steal +1.

There is nothing wrong with this ball!
The referee nodded secretly in his heart.

At this time, after completing the steal, Lin Hong directly rushed to the frontcourt with the ball.

Terrible.

Even compared to Kobe in terms of dribbling speed, it is not inferior.

O'Neill, who was chasing behind, could only stop after a dozen steps and look at the extremely fast figure from a distance.

"Hi~"

O'Neill couldn't help but gasp.

"It's too fast."

"It shouldn't be, why haven't you caught up yet, do you want me to wait for you for a minute?"

Lin Hong glanced behind him from the corner of his eye.

This time in the fast break, he didn't step on the gas pedal and was eager to attack the basket. Instead, he deliberately slowed down to let the big shark catch up with him.

But what made him dumbfounded was that O'Neill gave up chasing him, and the distance between him and him was still widening, looking out of breath.

In the end, Lin Hong simply stopped where he was, looking confident.

"This arrogant guy!!"

O'Neill was out of breath, gritted his teeth, and chased after him again.

Waiting for O'Neal to get near the free throw line, Lin Hong bent down and knelt, and made a gesture of preparing to dunk.

"Don't think about it!"

O'Neill rushed up, sealed his big hands, and prepared to give Lin Hong a big hat.

"what?!"

"Dream steps!"

In the next second, O'Neill looked dumbfounded.

While O'Neal blocked the shot, Lin Hong swayed to the left and moved sideways.

With a few fake moves in a row, O'Neill was played directly in the palm of his hand.

"Fake, which direction are you going to attack from? Why is this guy's footsteps more dreamy than a dream!!"

In the end, O'Neill, who couldn't solve the problem, decided to directly solve the guy who created the problem.

He abruptly dragged Lin Hong out of the layup.

After being teased a few times, O'Neill's mentality exploded, and his anger value directly exploded.

So when he saw Lin Hong laying up at the buzzer, there was only one thought in his mind - fouls can't make Lin Hong improve!

"Dudududu!"

The referee blows the whistle decisively.

Immediately afterwards, he walked up to O'Neill expressionlessly and gave the opponent a stern warning for a malicious foul.

"If there is another malicious foul like this, it will be sent off directly."

The referee looked at O'Neill coldly.

……

(End of this chapter)

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