NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 322 Huaxia Iron Fist
The Lakers players walked out of the player channel, and cheers came from the sidelines.

After having a good meal, the fans sprinted with all their strength to cheer for the home team.

The two sides are gearing up, hoping that the game will start immediately.

The referee whistled and the Suns served the ball. Amidst the "defense" cheers, Paul received the baseline ball, and the two sides began to compete in the second half.

Paul called Ayton for a pick-and-roll, looking as if he was about to misplace his thick eyebrows in military training. With a flick of his finger, the ball was unbelievably delivered to Ayton at the basket.

Ayton received the ball and poked his back, feeling that Westbrook had given up on defense, turned around and didn't even look at it, and went straight up.

There was no hindrance, there was no protective film on the defensive side, and Ayton succeeded in dunking.

The Lakers served quickly, Westbrook sprinted, and James galloped.

In the transition between offense and defense, James really found a good opportunity, received a pass from Westbrook, rushed from the middle, and dunked with a flat basket.

James roared to the sky, venting his dissatisfaction, while continuing to cheer for himself.

Westbrook thought he was just celebrating, no matter what happened, he rushed up and bumped his chest, James barely squeezed a smile.

Paul micromanaged the ball, failed to find Ayton, and turned to winking at Booker, smart as he would never hang himself on a tree.

Booker took advantage of Ayton's cover and went to the outside line.Instead of running behind him, Rivers took a shortcut and appeared directly in front of him to prevent him from receiving the ball.

Can this be prevented?

Booker leaned on Rivers and motioned for Paul to pass behind him.

Paul really passed the high ball, Booker received the ball, and Rivers singled out.

The two were full of energy and energy, and fought for [-] rounds.

Rivers was getting weaker and weaker. After all, he was passive in defense, one step at a time, one step at a time, and was finally thrown behind by Booker.

The thick eyebrows at the basket had to defend, and Meng Hua, who was next to Claude, also switched to defend Ayton immediately to complete the rotation.

Booker was about to make a pass to Ayton, but when he saw Meng Hua rushing over, he had to stop. Seeing that he was about to walk if he didn't make a shot, he saw Crowder rushing over, and quickly took the ball.

Crowder received the ball, and he was unguarded under the basket. Although he was called a beast, he was not very brutal, and he raised his arms and hit the board successfully.

It's not that he didn't want to dunk, he ran a few steps to the basket, and he couldn't jump up because of his average explosive power.

Meng Hua sighed, he switched to Ayton for this ball, and the people next to him had to switch to Claude, otherwise he would not be able to defend against a clever enemy just because he moved around.

He turned his head and saw that the closest to Claude was James.

Oh, that's fine!

Westbrook continued to run wildly, and Paul had already taken precautions, disrupting their offensive and defensive transition rhythm.

Westbrook went to the front court, and after his teammates settled down, he raised his hand and made random gestures.

Paul was about to decipher their gestures, but the more he looked, the more confused he became.

Westbrook chuckled, gesticulating so indiscriminately, I was confused when I saw it, there was no tactic.

He was on the first floor, and Paul was on the third floor. He always thought that the Lakers were trying to do something bad and was nervous.

From this point of view, Westbrook, who is harmless to humans and animals on the first floor, seems to be in the atmosphere again.

Westbrook didn't plan what tactics to play, he did whatever he wanted.

There is no trick to win, but this makes the shrewd Paul a little bit at a loss.

James continued to run, but this time Westbrook didn't get the ball in time. He played Paul so well that he couldn't bear to get the ball.

With a cold eyebrow and cold fingers, James will not bow his head and be willing to be a bully.

It's fine if you don't give it to me, he turned to the right wing at a 45-degree angle, and watched the ball with his hips on his hips.

Meng Hua continued to work hard, but he couldn't figure out what Westbrook wanted to do.

Westbrook's micro-expression is just two words, you guessed it.

Meng Hua ran around, and Westbrook also ignored him, but he was not as disappointed as James when he encountered others ignoring him.

So as soon as he ran back, he turned back and ran again. This time, Westbrook finally had him in his eyes.

And the quality of the pass is still very high, it is no longer a pass like a cannonball.

Meng Hua caught the ball and immediately made a jump shot.

Otherwise, I'm sorry for this wonderful pass. If Westbrook can pass every ball like this, he can still have a triple-double next season.

Claude didn't catch up with Meng Hua's footsteps, and his fingers almost pierced Meng Hua's eyes.

Meng Hua simply closed his eyes and threw the three-pointer based on his feeling.

When the ball was shot, he closed his eyes and landed on the ground, and simply listened with his ears, anyway, as long as there was a swish, it was enough.

With a familiar voice, he turned around and opened his eyes. The home fans are so enthusiastic.

The director switched to slow motion, and everyone could see it clearly. Claude made an eye-inserting motion, and Meng Hua closed his eyes before playing the ball.

In this case, he can still score and is still hollow, so how can the fans not be excited?
It's not just fans, Yang Yi and Wang Meng watched the slow motion and exclaimed at the same time.

Wang Meng raised his tone: "Oh my god, what is Meng Hua doing?"

His tone is still not enough to suppress Yang Yi.

Yang Yi also shouted: "This is the ceiling of the pretentious world, close your eyes and shoot a three-pointer, and ask who else is there?" After speaking, he laughed wildly and his voice became hoarse.

Wang Meng continued: "Meng Hua is like this, I don't know if he will be beaten."

Yang Yi said with a smile: "You have to be able to fight, look at Meng Hua's lower body strength, that explosive power, who are you afraid of in a fight? Isn't that what you rely on?"

Wang Meng shook his head: "No, besides this, he must be ruthless and dare to hit."

Yang Yi said: "Don't cause trouble, and don't be afraid of trouble. When it comes to fighting, hehe, the iron fist of Huaxia basketball team seems to be..."

He glanced at Wang Meng and said with a smile, "Can you tell me?"

Wang Meng said: "Yes, why not say it, as long as it is positive energy."

Yang Yi coughed dryly: "I don't want to talk about it." Turning his eyes, he said again: "Friends who are interested, you can search for Zhu Fangyu."

Claude scored a goal, just about to gain some momentum, but was extinguished by Meng Hua's three-pointer.

It's not just about extinguishing, but unintentionally helping the other party pretend to be a big bully, it is also a very humiliating thing for him.

But he was the one who used the blindfold method first, so he couldn't publicly accuse Meng Hua of anything.

Besides, even if there are accusations, will people be afraid?Pretentious and not illegal.

The Suns organized an offense, and Paul slowed down to let everyone think about it. The teammates must be very angry with Meng Hua, and the more calm it is at this time.

To play is to play, not to bring a ball while fighting, the final victory is king.

Paul still prefers the pick-and-roll, hoping that Ayton will come out to cover, but Ayton didn't come out, and he is getting stuck in the paint with thick eyebrows.

Paul looked at Booker. Booker didn't run without the ball. He seemed to be preparing to catch the ball at the top of the arc and play alone.

Claude volunteered and ran over.

Paul cursed secretly, he didn't want Claude to come to the pick-and-roll, because it would bring Meng Hua over, and he couldn't say it clearly, he couldn't say in front of his teammates that he was afraid of Meng Hua's defense.

Some things are completely different when others see them and when you say them yourself.

Now that the opponent's strongest defense has been attracted, Paul had no choice but to pass the ball to Booker, hoping to solve the offense through his singles.

With no tactical options, give the ball to Kobe Bryant.

Little Kobe really has the charm of Kobe this time, hitting a three-pointer against Rivers.

(End of this chapter)