Buddha's light illuminates NBA

Chapter 106 Chatting, It's Normal to Bring a Ball 】

After all, in this attack, Lu Ming finally chose to single-handedly fight Kobe.

It is Artest's airtight defense at the small forward position that Gallinari has no chance to get rid of.

"Kobe said, put away your damn pick-and-roll!" Artest yelled at Gallinari after blocking the Knicks' pick-and-roll tactics.

This guy is a little manic.

Lu Ming gestured to Gallinari, signaling him to take Artest away, and then faced Kobe alone.

"Tut!" Kobe stopped talking trash.

Then, Lu Ming was oppressed and defended.

This made Lu Ming almost on the verge of making a mistake. At the last moment, he suddenly threw the basketball to Du Hong who had gotten rid of the old fish. Then, when Kobe thought the defensive round was over, he turned around and ran to a 45-degree three-point line to catch the basketball returned by Du Hong.

Then, in one go, the basketball was thrown.

"Hey, Kobe, my running position looks very familiar, doesn't it?" Lu Ming talked with Kobe when he retreated after scoring a goal.

"Damn it! You actually learned that annoying guy's off-the-ball movement, I will definitely kick your ass hard!" Kobe could tell at a glance that Lu Ming's escape just now was almost the stunt of that annoying obsessive-compulsive disorder patient of the Celtics, although it was still a bit jerky.

But it has already taken shape.

"How is my study?" Lu Ming asked.

"Ha, you still need to learn such a simple thing? If you have a chance, watch me teach you how to make a fadeaway jumper after a post-up single!" Kobe looked disdainful and arrogant.

However, in the next two rounds, Kobe didn't get the ball. It wasn't because his teammates didn't give it, but because Kobe didn't catch the ball himself, so Lu Ming used his running position to prevent him from receiving the ball.

On the offensive end, Lu Ming has been using running positions to help the team score.

After playing for about 3 minutes, the two sides even drew.

Phil Jackson, the Zen master, could see at a glance that Kobe was not playing seriously on the field, but the game had only started in the first quarter and the team was in control of the general situation, so they didn't stop Kobe's waywardness and didn't make any changes.

"An annoying move!" Kobe himself was careless, but he still said stiffly.

"So, in fact, paranoia and obsessive-compulsive disorder are not compatible at all, right?" Lu Ming heard the rumors, so he asked for confirmation.

"Don't compare me to that guy! Otherwise, I'll kick your ass hard!" After halftime, Kobe received a pass from Fisher, a halftime defender, and threatened Lu Ming viciously.

"Oh, what a pity. The great Kobe can only talk such trash." Lu Ming shook his head and sighed while defending.

"..."

Kobe was very upset. He felt that the person on the opposite side was not playing with you at all, but chatting, and chatting with you very seriously, in a state of lifting and lowering his shoulders from time to time!
It is completely different from the Chinese players he met before.

If Lu Ming knew what Kobe was thinking, he would definitely nod.

Trash talk, we really don't know.

But chatting is quite good. After all, in our previous life, we relied on our mouths, no, relying on the art of language and the wisdom of Buddhism for our lifelong career.

Moreover, other masters like to make wooden fish and skewers. As one of the symbols of Master Zhiming, it is a basketball.

"Master, when I'm talking, you've been playing the basketball in your hands. Do you want to tell me that the ups and downs in life are like this basketball, will it become mellow if you play it often?" A young man once asked.

"..."

"Thank you master, I understand!" The young man then withdrew.

"???"

So, what did he know?

At that time, Master Zhiming thought to himself, I just carry a ball while chatting.

You know a hammer.

So, at this moment, it is quite normal for Lu Ming to be on the court, chatting, and carrying a ball.

But Kobe, who was dribbling the ball, didn't want to chat any more. With a little anger, he decided to use his lifelong skills to give Lu Ming a free on-site teaching.

"Look out, rookie!" Kobe said, dribbling and hitting someone.

Lu Ming received the force calmly, "It's nothing!"

Kobe didn't speak, and almost disassembled the post-up singles into standard coaching actions. At the same time, he didn't forget that he was in a game. After a force pushed Lu Ming's center of gravity, he turned around immediately, and his calves and waist simultaneously exerted force. He turned around in the air and threw the basketball out steadily.

"It's really picturesque!" Lu Ming couldn't resist this kind of fadeaway jumper at all, so he could only appreciate it.

Then--

Duang!

The third form of turning four irons into three irons, turning three irons into two irons!
"Very successful teaching! I learned it!" Lu Ming praised Kobe Bryant while walking towards the Lakers half court after Milicic received the rebound.

"..." Kobe's face turned dark.

"Kobe, look, I learned it right." Then, in the Knicks' offensive round, after Lu Ming received the ball, he immediately prepared for a post-up single.

When Kobe saw it, he immediately got excited and stepped forward to defend.

Seeing this scene, the audience thought that Lu Ming was provoking Kobe in public. As Kemi, how could they tolerate the boss being challenged by a rookie? Immediately there was a burst of boos, "Go back to New York!"

"Hey, it seems that they are afraid that I will learn your movements." Lu Ming said with a smile.

"Shut up, if you can't learn it, I will kick your ass hard for your fellow citizens!" Kobe's face was dark, but in his heart, for some reason, he was a little bit looking forward to Lu Ming's learning results.

If it was a little better than the off-the-ball running position just now, Kobe felt that he must be very happy.

Just so arrogant.

Therefore, Kobe's defense did not achieve the level of first defense.

Lu Ming, on the other hand, combined the on-site teaching he learned from Kobe with the back-up singles he learned in training, and he felt an indescribable sense of fluency.

Hit it, hit it, hit it again, and then suddenly exert force. After pushing Kobe behind him, he quickly turned around with his right leg as the axis, and jumped back with force. While his body rose, he collected the ball and made a shooting action.

When the body leaned to the highest point, he threw the basketball with his hands.

Kobe froze for a moment, then quickly looked back.

when!when!
Reed!
Unexpectedly, after two flicks, it entered!
The audience, who were about to boo, fell silent for a moment.

Only Taylor Swift, almost happily grabbed the popcorn bucket and began to sprinkle flowers. Unfortunately, she realized that it was Kobe who was defending Lu Ming, so she sat down resentfully.

"What is he doing?" The Zen master sat there with half-closed eyes, not sure if he wanted to sleep or just woke up.

"The two rounds between the two sides are a bit abnormal. Kobe is fine, and his shots are reasonable, but Lu Ming, why did he suddenly use a fadeaway jumper? Moreover, his movement feels like he is copying Kobe." Zhang Weiping saw something.

"Kobe is teaching on the spot, right?" Yang Yi made an unlikely guess.

"There's no reason. It's unreasonable." Zhang Weiping knew that Kobe's personality had become much milder in the past two years, but for a rookie, there was really no reason to do so.

In the ESPN commentary booth, there is the same doubt.

Kobe, what are you doing?
In the auditorium, those Kobe fans couldn't understand what Kobe did, but they could only wait anxiously for Kobe to teach the Knicks rookies.

In the box, David Stern thought about this scene.

On the field, Lu Ming, who learned Kobe's fadeaway jump shot and was lucky to make a goal, was a little dazed after landing, and then looked at Kobe with an unhappy expression on his face, "Sorry, Kobe, I didn't learn it very well."

"???"

Kobe felt that he should no longer show kindness to this kid!
He felt that the Chinese audience would definitely look forward to him severely teaching this dishonest rookie a lesson in the next time.

The Knicks players on the field have been listening to the trash talk between Lu Ming and Kobe. After hearing this sentence, they are really worried that Kobe will go berserk, and point to Lu Ming's nose and say harsh words.

Rondo's lessons learned from the past are terrible.

Qi Qi looked at Kobe nervously.

The Lakers team shouted in their hearts, "Kobe, fuck him!"

So in response to the expectations of his teammates, in the next round, he forcefully squeezed away Lu Ming's defense around the front, and received a pass from Fisher, who had already reached the ball holding capacity today. His little hand made the movement of Jordan holding the ball with one hand, and said fiercely, "Boy, don't get too proud!"

"Ah? Am I proud of myself?" Lu Ming was puzzled while supporting Kobe's back with his body.

After Kobe finished speaking, he stopped talking and focused on playing back.

Lu Ming could feel that Kobe was more serious than before, and he knew that he would not be able to guard against the opponent, and he did not relax in the slightest.

Every opportunity to face a superstar is extremely rare, especially a shooting guard like Kobe who has practiced Jordan's post-up singles to the bone.

Lu Ming allowed himself to be blown up, but he didn't allow himself to be a fleeing soldier.

"bring it on!"

Lu Ming was staggered by Kobe, endured the pain from being hit by the iron block, roared from the bottom of his heart, steadied his feet and continued to defend, persuading himself, "Calm down."

Kobe's post-up singles has reached the pinnacle. He didn't even use his fake moves all over his body. He just made two left and right shots and found an opportunity. It was another picturesque fadeaway jumper.

But this time, Lu Ming didn't lose his position, gritted his teeth and rushed out.

beep!
Lu Ming threw himself out, unable to control his body, and threw Kobe down.

The referee blew his whistle and raised one hand in a three-point gesture.

Duang!

The fourth form of turning four ups and three irons, four ups and three irons!
"Awesome!" After getting up, Lu Ming immediately stretched out his hand to pull Kobe up and sighed.

Although he made a three-point foul, after watching Kobe's four-style stunt completely, Lu Ming felt that the foul was worth it.

Kobe felt that Lu Ming was mocking himself and didn't score 3+1. He said with a dark face, "With your defensive level, how did you get into the NBA? Are the requirements for the current top [-] picks so low?"

"No way, my lord, times have changed." Lu Ming said with a smile.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have talked trash to you!" Kobe gave Lu Ming a serious look, then shook his head with a smile, slapped Lu Ming's ass, and then went to execute three free throws.

As for Lu Ming, he fouled once during the first quarter, so he had to be replaced first.

(End of this chapter)