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Chapter 53 Is this Death Coil?

UNC bench.

"This boy from Longguo is definitely not a simple little person"

"Don't underestimate him just because he is small!"

"If anyone encounters his defense, pass the ball immediately, understand?"

"The guy's speed and rhythm are excellent"

"Especially you, LaMelo! Don't fight!"

"understood"

Listening to Coach Smith's teachings, Livingston was very unwilling.

My 198cm self was actually restricted by a 183cm man.

But Livingston was helpless.

"Hey! Kd! Concentrate! The next stage will be you as the main attacker"

Little Durant, who fell on a chair, seemed to be very disdainful of their opponents.

"Understood, there's no need to call a timeout. Just give me the ball. I don't pay much attention to a bad team like Davidson College."

Coach Smith admires the self-confidence of Durant Jr., because his talent gives him enough confidence to say such things.

But he is also afraid that Durant Jr. will be hurt because of his pride.

"You still don't want to be overconfident. The players on the opposite side have been activated. You won't play as comfortably as before."

After O'Neill gulped down a bottle of water, he said without raising his head.

It seems that O'Neal still sees it more thoroughly than Durant Jr.

"Hey! Stephen! What do you mean! Are you questioning my scoring ability? Guard your basket"

"Whatever, don't think too much, this is just a kind reminder!"

Seeing that the two aces in the team were at war, Professor Smith hurriedly smoothed things over.

"OK! Never mind this, we have to win the game. The University of Kansas is already waiting for us in the finals"

That's right, the most important thing right now is to win the game.

The two temporarily reconciled.

But Smith was still very disturbed.

After all, the most taboo thing about playing basketball is that the players are inconsistent and have their own ghosts.

Especially this kind of emotional battle, healthy competition is not bad, it can stimulate the motivation of the players.

But if it is purely for the sake of saving face and showing off, then the hidden danger will be great.

Throughout the ages, how many super teams have been disintegrated because of locker room problems, coach Smith can't count them.

The game restarted, UNC got the ball.

Livingston holds the ball.

As soon as he passed the halfway line, he saw Lin Changan waiting for him like a cheetah at the three-pointer.

[Don't love to fight!Ramello! 】

After some inner struggle, Livingston decided to follow Coach Smith's tactics.

Although I am unwilling, but now, the team's victory is the most important thing.

Lin Changan saw Livingston, and immediately stepped forward to force him.

Seeing this, Livingston quickly made a dribble behind his back.

Then he used inertia to throw the basketball to Durant Jr. who was waiting to be fed at the three-point line.

Durant Jr. held the ball chicly and faced Chris's marking.

Durant Jr. is 208cm and Chris is 203cm.

This height difference can be regarded as a small misalignment.

The tall and long-armed Durant Jr. decided to pull directly.

After a few tentative steps, Durant Jr. took off vertically.

But what surprised Durant Jr. was that a big hand almost blocked Durant Jr.'s shooting route.

He seems to have forgotten that Chris is one of the top three defensive players in this draft.

Little Durant was shocked, but he was still too tall after all.

The basketball was still thrown, and Chris failed to block the shot.

However, the flight arc of basketball is a bit unnatural.

Little Durant also realized this and yelled immediately.

"Backboard!"

Suddenly, a huge black shadow appeared in the air.

Like a flying giant shark.

"Oh!"

O'Neal made the dunk!
The audience screamed!

"Too brutal!"

"Is he trying to dunk the rim!"

"It's terrible, it's terrible, is he really human?"

At this time, little Durant put his hands on his hips and smiled contemptuously.

"cut"

Hearing the audience's praise for O'Neal made Durant Jr. more uncomfortable than hearing the audience's abuse of him.

"If you have a bad chance, don't waste money! You need me to wipe your ass!"

O'Neal also appeared in time to make up the knife, and Durant gritted his teeth.

in the last few rounds.

Davidson began to score continuously.

2 minutes to the end of halftime.

Relying on Lin Changan's tandem team, Davidson College has already caught up.

A beautiful assist by Lin Changan made Coach Smith unable to sit still.

Coach Smith turned his head and looked at the curly-haired man at the end of the bench.

The curly-haired man was naturally dazed and looked dazed.

Coach Smith frowned, thoughtful.

But then, as if he had made some major decision, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Alexander, go warm up"

Tyron Alexander, 190cm, defender, good footwork, amazing physical strength, overall rating B+.

But otherwise nothing special.

"what?"

Alexander was a little flattered.

The other teammates were also a little overwhelmed.

It's been so long since March Madness that Alexander hasn't played a single game.

Alexander, who thought his freshman season was over like this, did not expect that Coach Smith would send himself to play in the semifinals.

"Stop talking nonsense, go warm up"

".OK!"

"Beep—North Carolina Substitution!"

The players on the field looked at Coach Smith and Alexander beside him in surprise.

Especially Livingston.

"So let someone who has never played a game replace me?"

But Coach Smith's instructions were unquestionable, and Livingston left the field in a daze.

Alexander ushered in his college debut.

Lin Chang'an was lucky at this time.

"Oh? You beat your big point guard into a daze, so you simply changed to a smaller one? Did you choose to lie flat?"

The game restarts.

Under Durant's fadeaway jumper, North Carolina quickly won the round.

Lin Changan holds the ball.

At this time, Lucas was seen outside the three-point line.

So Lin Changan hurriedly exchanged hands with Lucas.

But then, something strange happened.

The ball never returned to Lin Changan's hands.

From the frontcourt to the backcourt, from the three-point line to the inside.

The new Alexander was like a piece of brown sugar, clinging to Lin Changan.

Alexander didn't look at the position of the ball at all, he was only responsible for pestering Lin Changan.

People who don't know think they are playing a game of eagles catching chickens.

After that, Lin Changan was so entangled that he couldn't touch the ball at all.

Lin Changan became a little impatient.

"I'll go, why do you keep staring at me, staring at the ball"

Alexander didn't speak, but still followed Lin Changan firmly.

Being entangled with such a stupefied young man, Lin Changan even wanted to die.

Is this Death Coil?

Old Coach C smiled helplessly.

"Send such a guy to watch Lin, really worthy of Coach Smith"

(End of this chapter)