from the golden generation
Chapter 49 God VS Man (Final)
Chapter 49 God VS Man (Final)
"Yan Song made a three-pointer very easily, and the score was tied and entered overtime!"
"Good shot!"
"Too accurate."
"My Falk?"
People are impressed by Yan Song, which is definitely a player with a big heart.
The game continued, and the Bulls took the lead.
To be honest, Jordan's shooting percentage and state in this game are not good. Now he has nearly 30 shots and only a few dozen shots.
But he still forced himself to face this rookie who didn't give him any face.
Yan Song stepped forward to defend Jordan, and Jordan quickly accelerated and galloped on the ground.
Yan Song's Achilles' heel now is that his normal defense is not good, and the opponent makes a sudden stop jump shot or makes a sudden breakthrough.
Yan Song couldn't even react and was hard to deal with.
Immediately afterwards, Jordan shook off Yan Song and hit a jumper.
The Bulls lead.
"It seems that Jordan has discovered Yan Song's weakness. Now he doesn't attack the basket and doesn't give Yan Song a chance to show his bounce."
Van Gundy leaned on his hand, and the blood in his body surged like chicken blood.
Yan Song is nothing more than more accurate shots and higher talent.
But he worked harder and harder than others.
During the offseason months, Yan Song ate, drank, and messed up all in the arena.
At that time, Van Gundy was worried whether Yan Song would die suddenly or be seriously ill.
Fortunately, God likes this kid very much, and his efforts have paid off, and he has become an excellent shooting guard.
But he is unstable and needs time to hone.
Yan Song's poor performance in the first half of the year in 97 speaks for itself.
Van Gundy was in a daze, and when he recovered, Yan Song was facing Jordan.
Jordan stretched out his big hand to steal him.
I saw Qiao Dan sticking out his tongue, seeing Yan Song chasing him and choosing to shoot from the free throw line, Yan Song missed it and blamed himself.
"Damn, why don't you dunk."
Yan Song questioned Jordan in his heart, if he didn't go to the basket to attack, he couldn't cover the opponent at all.
"Don't worry, play a three-pointer this time."
Williams passed the ball to Yan Song, and Yan Song faced Jordan again.
When the three-point line was reached, Williams stepped forward to pick and roll, and Jordan was out of position, but defensive expert Pippen came up to defend.
Pippen put his hand on Yan Song, and Yan Song swept the ball from below.
Williams picks and rolls again, and Jordan and Pippen just complement each other and control Yan Song.
"Yan Song!"
Houston yelled in the bottom corner, and Yan Song had already thrown the ball before the words finished.
Houston has a wide open shot from the bottom line.
"boom."
Unfortunately, the basketball hit the right side of the basket with too much force.
"rebound!"
Houston yelled anxiously, and Ewing jumped up immediately, but the ball was still taken by Longley.
"Whoosh!"
Longley threw the ball, and Jordan caught it and glanced at Pippen behind him.
Then throw the basketball to the backboard, and the elasticity of the ball makes the basketball fly towards Pippen.
Pippen jumps to catch the ball, ready to dunk.
But Yan Song slapped the basketball out of the field and flew into the auditorium.
"Fake!"
Pippen was a little excited, which can be covered.
Are your feet spring-loaded? With such a mentality, Pippen looked at Yan Song's calf.
Yan Song's calf is a muscle tank, it looks hard and strong just by looking at it.
Pippen understood the reason for Yan Song's high jump, but fortunately, the basketball was thrown out of bounds, and they still had the ball.
Immediately afterwards, the referee asked for the ball from the auditorium, but the male fan who got the basketball turned around and ran away.
The camera was just there, and everyone ran away when they saw the ball, and the audience laughed and laughed.
In the end, the fan security pressed back and obediently returned the ball to the referee.
This is the first time I have seen someone stealing money, and someone who wants to run with the ball in a fair manner.
This guy doesn't want to go out and auction the ball for money, does he?
The players all thought so, but what Yan Song thought about was how to recover the score.
My physical fitness is not yet fully adapted to high-intensity confrontation.
After playing a few quarters, he was basically overdrawn, but seeing Jordan's indifferent appearance, Yan Song became anxious.
Lack of experience, poor reflexes, poor defense except for blocking shots, these are Yan Song's Achilles' heels.
As for his opponent, he is experienced, has first-rate reflexes, is a master of defense, can shoot suddenly, and is a four-time champion.
Yan Song understood the gap between himself and Jordan, which cannot be caught up in a short period of time.
Yan Song always thought that as long as he worked hard enough, he could catch up with his predecessors.
But now he knows that he was wrong, this gap can only be tempered by time, a rookie is a rookie...
"Hey, why couldn't I have been born a few years earlier, why couldn't I have been exposed to basketball earlier!"
Yan Song had mixed feelings in his heart.
Forget it, let's finish this game first.
After all, Brown served from the bottom line.
With half the time left, the Bulls led by 2 points.
This ball must be defended.
Brown raised the ball above his head, and Yan Song chased Jordan crazily, like a dog skin plaster with a tracker, exclusively targeting Jordan.
Brown passed the ball at the last second, and Jordan jumped up to catch it.
It was actually at the moment of receiving the ball that he adjusted his action to a shooting action.
Yan Song stood on the ground, watching Jordan's moves.
Alley catch and direct shooting, never seen before.
The basketball hit the front edge of the hoop, but bounced off the impact and fell into the hoop.
Leading by 4 points with 24 seconds left in the game.
"Quick attack!"
Yan Song started to run the moment the ball was scored, and Jordan quickly caught up.
Yan Song received a long pass from Charles and held the ball in a low position.
At this time, the two faced off one-on-one again.
The rest of the people haven't come running yet.
Yan Song suddenly joined the ball, bent his legs and lifted the basketball with both hands.
"what!"
Jordan's nerves were tense, and seeing that he had the intention to shoot, he jumped up to block the shot.
But Yan Song stopped moving, and Qiao Dan ran towards Yan Song.
Yan Song made a fallback jumper on the spot, and shot from a zero-degree angle.
"thump."
Jordan knocked Yan Song down, and the two looked nervously at the basketball still spinning in the air.
"Shh!"
In response to the net, Jordan fouled Yan Song when he shot.
"2+1."
Yan Song had a chance to score three points.
"here you go!"
Ewing was overjoyed and stroked Yan Song's hair.
"Let you touch it, I'll cut it after this game."
Yan Song brushed away the drenched bangs, he hated this hairstyle from the bottom of his heart.
His hair is too long, blocking his vision.
Yan Song walked to the free throw line, let out a deep breath, and made a free throw.
Only 1 point away, at the last moment, 18 seconds.
Bulls ball.
Jordan patted the ball slowly and reached the frontcourt within eight seconds.
There are 9 seconds left in the time, Jordan has not shot yet, he is wasting time.
Yan Song stepped forward and tried to steal the opponent, but Jordan stepped away from Yan Song and made a shot from the three-point line.
At the last second, Jordan hit the iron with a three-pointer and narrowly beat the Knicks by one point because he couldn't lose.
"Mr. Jordan, this is the first time you have played against Yan Song. How do you evaluate him?"
"Yan Song?"
"He is a very qualified defender, but there are still many weaknesses, but he is just a rookie and he will continue to become stronger in the future."
"I also admire him a lot."
Jordan told the truth, but something happened to Yan Song again.
In the player tunnel, Yan Song tied up his hair and followed his teammates to the locker room.
But someone stopped them in the player tunnel.
The other party had black hair reaching to his shoulders, staring at Yan Song and shouting.
"elder brother!"
In the first update, the battle between humans and gods is over, Yan Song must work harder to solve his shortcomings and weaknesses, and reach the finals.
(End of this chapter)
"Yan Song made a three-pointer very easily, and the score was tied and entered overtime!"
"Good shot!"
"Too accurate."
"My Falk?"
People are impressed by Yan Song, which is definitely a player with a big heart.
The game continued, and the Bulls took the lead.
To be honest, Jordan's shooting percentage and state in this game are not good. Now he has nearly 30 shots and only a few dozen shots.
But he still forced himself to face this rookie who didn't give him any face.
Yan Song stepped forward to defend Jordan, and Jordan quickly accelerated and galloped on the ground.
Yan Song's Achilles' heel now is that his normal defense is not good, and the opponent makes a sudden stop jump shot or makes a sudden breakthrough.
Yan Song couldn't even react and was hard to deal with.
Immediately afterwards, Jordan shook off Yan Song and hit a jumper.
The Bulls lead.
"It seems that Jordan has discovered Yan Song's weakness. Now he doesn't attack the basket and doesn't give Yan Song a chance to show his bounce."
Van Gundy leaned on his hand, and the blood in his body surged like chicken blood.
Yan Song is nothing more than more accurate shots and higher talent.
But he worked harder and harder than others.
During the offseason months, Yan Song ate, drank, and messed up all in the arena.
At that time, Van Gundy was worried whether Yan Song would die suddenly or be seriously ill.
Fortunately, God likes this kid very much, and his efforts have paid off, and he has become an excellent shooting guard.
But he is unstable and needs time to hone.
Yan Song's poor performance in the first half of the year in 97 speaks for itself.
Van Gundy was in a daze, and when he recovered, Yan Song was facing Jordan.
Jordan stretched out his big hand to steal him.
I saw Qiao Dan sticking out his tongue, seeing Yan Song chasing him and choosing to shoot from the free throw line, Yan Song missed it and blamed himself.
"Damn, why don't you dunk."
Yan Song questioned Jordan in his heart, if he didn't go to the basket to attack, he couldn't cover the opponent at all.
"Don't worry, play a three-pointer this time."
Williams passed the ball to Yan Song, and Yan Song faced Jordan again.
When the three-point line was reached, Williams stepped forward to pick and roll, and Jordan was out of position, but defensive expert Pippen came up to defend.
Pippen put his hand on Yan Song, and Yan Song swept the ball from below.
Williams picks and rolls again, and Jordan and Pippen just complement each other and control Yan Song.
"Yan Song!"
Houston yelled in the bottom corner, and Yan Song had already thrown the ball before the words finished.
Houston has a wide open shot from the bottom line.
"boom."
Unfortunately, the basketball hit the right side of the basket with too much force.
"rebound!"
Houston yelled anxiously, and Ewing jumped up immediately, but the ball was still taken by Longley.
"Whoosh!"
Longley threw the ball, and Jordan caught it and glanced at Pippen behind him.
Then throw the basketball to the backboard, and the elasticity of the ball makes the basketball fly towards Pippen.
Pippen jumps to catch the ball, ready to dunk.
But Yan Song slapped the basketball out of the field and flew into the auditorium.
"Fake!"
Pippen was a little excited, which can be covered.
Are your feet spring-loaded? With such a mentality, Pippen looked at Yan Song's calf.
Yan Song's calf is a muscle tank, it looks hard and strong just by looking at it.
Pippen understood the reason for Yan Song's high jump, but fortunately, the basketball was thrown out of bounds, and they still had the ball.
Immediately afterwards, the referee asked for the ball from the auditorium, but the male fan who got the basketball turned around and ran away.
The camera was just there, and everyone ran away when they saw the ball, and the audience laughed and laughed.
In the end, the fan security pressed back and obediently returned the ball to the referee.
This is the first time I have seen someone stealing money, and someone who wants to run with the ball in a fair manner.
This guy doesn't want to go out and auction the ball for money, does he?
The players all thought so, but what Yan Song thought about was how to recover the score.
My physical fitness is not yet fully adapted to high-intensity confrontation.
After playing a few quarters, he was basically overdrawn, but seeing Jordan's indifferent appearance, Yan Song became anxious.
Lack of experience, poor reflexes, poor defense except for blocking shots, these are Yan Song's Achilles' heels.
As for his opponent, he is experienced, has first-rate reflexes, is a master of defense, can shoot suddenly, and is a four-time champion.
Yan Song understood the gap between himself and Jordan, which cannot be caught up in a short period of time.
Yan Song always thought that as long as he worked hard enough, he could catch up with his predecessors.
But now he knows that he was wrong, this gap can only be tempered by time, a rookie is a rookie...
"Hey, why couldn't I have been born a few years earlier, why couldn't I have been exposed to basketball earlier!"
Yan Song had mixed feelings in his heart.
Forget it, let's finish this game first.
After all, Brown served from the bottom line.
With half the time left, the Bulls led by 2 points.
This ball must be defended.
Brown raised the ball above his head, and Yan Song chased Jordan crazily, like a dog skin plaster with a tracker, exclusively targeting Jordan.
Brown passed the ball at the last second, and Jordan jumped up to catch it.
It was actually at the moment of receiving the ball that he adjusted his action to a shooting action.
Yan Song stood on the ground, watching Jordan's moves.
Alley catch and direct shooting, never seen before.
The basketball hit the front edge of the hoop, but bounced off the impact and fell into the hoop.
Leading by 4 points with 24 seconds left in the game.
"Quick attack!"
Yan Song started to run the moment the ball was scored, and Jordan quickly caught up.
Yan Song received a long pass from Charles and held the ball in a low position.
At this time, the two faced off one-on-one again.
The rest of the people haven't come running yet.
Yan Song suddenly joined the ball, bent his legs and lifted the basketball with both hands.
"what!"
Jordan's nerves were tense, and seeing that he had the intention to shoot, he jumped up to block the shot.
But Yan Song stopped moving, and Qiao Dan ran towards Yan Song.
Yan Song made a fallback jumper on the spot, and shot from a zero-degree angle.
"thump."
Jordan knocked Yan Song down, and the two looked nervously at the basketball still spinning in the air.
"Shh!"
In response to the net, Jordan fouled Yan Song when he shot.
"2+1."
Yan Song had a chance to score three points.
"here you go!"
Ewing was overjoyed and stroked Yan Song's hair.
"Let you touch it, I'll cut it after this game."
Yan Song brushed away the drenched bangs, he hated this hairstyle from the bottom of his heart.
His hair is too long, blocking his vision.
Yan Song walked to the free throw line, let out a deep breath, and made a free throw.
Only 1 point away, at the last moment, 18 seconds.
Bulls ball.
Jordan patted the ball slowly and reached the frontcourt within eight seconds.
There are 9 seconds left in the time, Jordan has not shot yet, he is wasting time.
Yan Song stepped forward and tried to steal the opponent, but Jordan stepped away from Yan Song and made a shot from the three-point line.
At the last second, Jordan hit the iron with a three-pointer and narrowly beat the Knicks by one point because he couldn't lose.
"Mr. Jordan, this is the first time you have played against Yan Song. How do you evaluate him?"
"Yan Song?"
"He is a very qualified defender, but there are still many weaknesses, but he is just a rookie and he will continue to become stronger in the future."
"I also admire him a lot."
Jordan told the truth, but something happened to Yan Song again.
In the player tunnel, Yan Song tied up his hair and followed his teammates to the locker room.
But someone stopped them in the player tunnel.
The other party had black hair reaching to his shoulders, staring at Yan Song and shouting.
"elder brother!"
In the first update, the battle between humans and gods is over, Yan Song must work harder to solve his shortcomings and weaknesses, and reach the finals.
(End of this chapter)
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