You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen
Chapter 214 Unbearable
Chapter 214 Unbearable
"Come on, you bastard!"
Payton's trash talk keeps spewing out, and the entire defense is full of oppression.
This is his advantage, extremely amazing confrontation, coupled with endless trash talking, and increasing intensity, such a defense can easily collapse the opponent.
If you meet a determined person who has survived the most difficult and difficult period, in the second half, when Payton's defensive strength drops, the Sonics will also suffer the most severe blow.
Mo Mengchen has never encountered such a defender. Defensive elites are very common, but there is only one in the first position who is as strong as Payton.
You must know that he is a rare point guard DPOY.
"Don't you dare?"
Payton forced Mo Mengchen to pass the ball.
"Huh" Mo Mengchen exhaled.
It was predictable that he couldn't adapt at the beginning, and he also knew that Payton would give him bad news at the beginning. He didn't need to do anything now, just hold his breath and wait for him to make mistakes.
After playing running and bombing for so long, it was the first time that Collins met Mo Mengchen who was so defended that he couldn't organize the team.
When Mo Mengchen and Hill are on the field at the same time, the former is the axis and the starting point of the tactics. Once he is strangled to death, there is no way to run and bomb.
Compared with him, Hill is like the difference between a fierce general who charges into battle and a commander in chief of the Chinese army.
Hill can break through and score the ball, and the good vision brought by his tall body can help him find open teammates. This is his strength and his biggest feature as a point forward.But Mo Mengchen is not. His eyes are full of people in the court. He can command others while dribbling, or send the ball to the position where the opportunity arises with a single pass.
But now, Payton's defense makes it impossible for Mo Mengchen to sink down and organize well, and it is even more impossible for Hill to connect the team temporarily, so he can only pass the ball to Barkley in the low post.
Barkley shouted loudly and pushed back violently.
Kemp had a hard time defending, and just wanted to wait for Barkley to take off and use his physical advantages to block the shot. What he didn't expect was that the fat man in front of him pushed him to death while observing the positions of other people. .
Don Reed, who made his debut this season for the first time, is the beneficiary of this round. The Supersonics' attention is on the absolute main force. Who cares about him, a substitute who is suddenly put on the starting lineup?
With a beautiful air cut, Barkley backed the ball, made a comfortable lob pass, and Reid scored from the basket.
2 is better than 2
"Guess what I saw?" Peyton chased Mo Mengchen and cursed repeatedly, "I saw the audience's disappointment in you at the end of the game, and sooner or later they will know that they shouldn't pin their hopes on you, a cripple !"
"Really?" Mo Mengchen stopped backing.
Because Payton didn't have the ball in his hand.
Peyton stared and was about to take the ball, but Mo Mengchen's close defense cut off his thoughts.
"How dare you use such a small skill against me?" Gloves sneered again and again, trying to get rid of Mo Mengchen by running backwards.
His speed is very fast, but Mo Mengchen has studied their game long before the start of the game, and knows his way of running without the ball very well. At this moment, he is locked up only by predicting.
Payton, who was extremely angry, used Mo Mengchen's body to block the referee's sight, and wanted to throw his elbow.
He swung his elbow, and Mo Mengchen's gaze was like a bright candle. After dodging, his body slammed forward—it's a pity, my current strength is above yours, CP!
Payton was knocked to the ground by Mo Mengchen.
This is definitely a confrontation outside the rules, but, no whistle.
Just like Payton's defensive strength against Mo Mengchen beyond the rules, the referee didn't blow the whistle at that time, and he won't blow the whistle now.
"Let this idiot know how powerful it is, Dor.Mo!"
"Mo, blow him up!"
The audience in the near row roared.
"Did you hear that? They asked me to kill you." Mo Mengchen said flatly, "I don't want to disappoint people."
Peyton stood up and said arrogantly: "I want to see how you kill me!"
Payton couldn't get the ball, and the Supersonics also lost their tactical starting point. In the end, the German ghost Schramf could only play singles with the ball. Hill didn't let him do what he wanted. When he shot, Devil Mountain intercepted and gave an extremely strong disturbance.
"boom!"
Mo Mengchen jumped up from the wing, got the rebound, and was about to break fast.
Peyton flashed out in front of his eyes and wanted to steal the ball with his first hand, but at the moment of the first hand, Mo Mengchen slapped the ball in the opposite direction with his right hand, and the ball went under his buttocks, evading the stealing of the glove like a snake, shaking him away. up.
Peyton, who was extremely ashamed and angry, attacked from behind.
"Beep!"
Payton threw Mo Mengchen down, and even the savage referee couldn't ignore this action. If this was not a foul, the game would be messed up.
Ephraim was extremely worried. She had never seen a match with such a strong confrontation.
Even in the first round of last year's playoffs, the confrontation in those games was completely incomparable to this one.
So barbaric!
Even Mo Mengchen's teammates were a little worried about him.
Hill came over and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Are you sure you can beat that German guy?" Mo Mengchen asked.
Hill didn't expect that it was already at this point. He was still thinking about other things. If it were someone else, he should be thinking about finishing the game in a healthy way, right?
"What are your plans?" Devil Mountain asked.
"I'll try to fight him later, you find the right position, but I won't pass the ball immediately." Mo Mengchen said, "I can only guarantee that you will get more than five seconds of attack time in the end."
Hill smiled bitterly: "Are you playing basketball in the 50s?"
He heard what Mo Mengchen meant, he wanted to stick to the ball for a long time, and took this opportunity to fight against the glove, so as to adapt to the strongest defense in the world as soon as possible.
To deal with Payton's defense, the biggest problem is confrontation. Mo Mengchen's upper and lower body strength is top-notch now. Facing the oppression of gloves, as long as he is determined not to pass the ball and kill him, he will have no problem holding the ball.
"In that era, there was no 24-second attack time." Mo Mengchen also knew that by doing so, he completely abandoned running and bombing-so what?As long as he can win, as long as he can adapt to Payton's defense, this price is not worth mentioning.
Hope Collins can understand.
If he didn't understand, he was just replaced.
Mo Mengchen was also mentally prepared for this.
"You don't have to get stuck, I don't know how to pass the ball." Mo Mengchen said to Ratliff, "Tell me what I said to Chuck."
Ratliff served the ball and ran to the front court with Mo Mengchen's instructions. After whispering a few words beside Barkley, the latter's face changed slightly, and then he stood directly on the outside line to open up space.
"Pass! Use your best move, pass the ball! You should pass the ball, son of a bitch!" Peyton kept pushing hard, trying to force Mo Mengchen to terminate the tactic.
He hadn't noticed yet that Mo Mengchen had given up tactics at all, and wasted time deliberately confronting him from beyond the three-point line.
"Why don't you pass the ball? Can't you even pass the ball?" Payton shouted.
The audience at the scene was full of doubts.
Collins was full of question marks.
Even the commentator kept saying: "What is Dor.Mo doing? You should pass the ball if you don't have a chance!"
"He held the ball too long!"
"It's been 15 seconds and the ball is still in his hands!"
In the last eight seconds, Mo Mengchen stepped forward suddenly, elbowed Peyton in the face, and made a pass while hitting Peyton with his elbow.
The sideline referee has reason to believe that this was a pass and was not intentional.
Peyton felt that everything in front of him was turning, and the familiar scene came again.
When he came to his senses, Hill passed the German ghost in the high post and scored a layup.
"You stuck close to me for 18 seconds, but you didn't even touch the ball in the end, don't you think it's ridiculous?" Mo Mengchen's words rang in his ears.
The rhythm on both sides was completely disrupted.
Fans of either side will feel strange as long as they watch this game, because neither team is playing a game that they are good at.
The ultra-slow pace of the game, the disorganized conduction of the ball, the two commanders were fighting each other, and they didn't know what they were doing.
Payton has more methods than Mo Mengchen, and Mo Mengchen can't prevent people from dying like him.
But he wants to rely on his personal ability to beat Mo Mengchen, which is not as easy as last season. The latter's progress in physical confrontation is far beyond imagination.
Last season, he was still a force that could be knocked down at one hit, but now he is faintly above him.
Even if he hates Mo Mengchen more than anything in the world, he admits that the Australian has made tremendous progress in just a few months.
Such a defense, such a confrontation, is it really the Australian?
Payton can't imagine that the once defensive loopholes have turned into a defender above the standard.
This was also the first time Mo Mengchen showed his strength and lateral movement speed unreservedly, not to mention Payton, even his teammates were surprised.
He usually hides too much, and from time to time in the previous games, he deliberately gave the opponent a chance to score.
All the forbearance and all the pretense are for the purpose of achieving a blockbuster effect at this moment.
If not, how can he compete with a superstar like Payton now?
It's just, can his physical strength withstand it?
Collins would usually replace Hill at the 5th minute, but now, he hesitates.
Because Mo Mengchen's breathing has become unstable, his consumption is too great.
Only 5 minutes passed.
In this unbearably slow game, the score is only 8 to 6, with the Pistons leading by 2 points.
Mo Mengchen's performance was mediocre in terms of statistics.
After 5 minutes, his data was only 2 rebounds and 1 assist.
At 7 minutes into the game, Mo Mengchen's physical strength obviously couldn't keep up. Payton knocked him away and rushed into the basket to score 2+1.
Looking at Payton who was roaring on the court, Collins made a prompt decision and rarely made the right decision.
"JD, go get Mo off," Collins said affirmatively.
Mo Mengchen took a deep breath, handed over to Dumas, and he instructed: "Keep an eye on that guy, keep fighting, keep putting pressure on him, don't let him stop."
"Go down and rest quickly." Dumas was really afraid that he would faint if he couldn't catch his breath.
Mo Mengchen lowered his head, Luo Er hurriedly threw the towel to him, and the physical trainer quickly handed over a glass of Gatorade.
"hu~hu~hu~"
His head was wrapped in a towel, his left hand clutched a glass full of Gatorade, still panting.
The gap is clearly visible, no matter how much preparation he does.
If this continues, his physical fitness will definitely not be able to bear it first.
"Mo, blindly competing is not the solution."
Beside him, Adam Frauses spoke.
Mo Mengchen grabbed the towel in his hand, raised his neck and took a sip of Gatorade: "I know."
"You know, but you still did the opposite." Frauses laughed, "You should know that with your current ability, you still can't compete with Gary."
Yes, now I know.
"You don't have to go head-to-head. Now that you have proved yourself, you can go head-to-head with him. I think he will restrain himself in the future."
"No, he knows that I can't hold on, he will continue to play." Mo Mengchen said with certainty.
Frause said: "In this case, then avoid him, we have plenty of ways."
"Avoid? No," Mo Mengchen smiled, his breath gradually becoming even, "This is not within my plan."
Frauses was puzzled, did Mo Mengchen still want to continue confronting Peyton head-on?The game just now has proved that he is not Peyton's opponent. If he continues to face head-to-head, he will only suffer in the end.
"What do you want to do?" Frye asked in the end.
Mo Mengchen said with a smile: "Of course, continue to be a black hole with poor defense, that will be much easier."
Hearing what he said, Frases breathed a sigh of relief.
It is better to attack and not defend than to attack and defend at the same time.
(End of this chapter)
"Come on, you bastard!"
Payton's trash talk keeps spewing out, and the entire defense is full of oppression.
This is his advantage, extremely amazing confrontation, coupled with endless trash talking, and increasing intensity, such a defense can easily collapse the opponent.
If you meet a determined person who has survived the most difficult and difficult period, in the second half, when Payton's defensive strength drops, the Sonics will also suffer the most severe blow.
Mo Mengchen has never encountered such a defender. Defensive elites are very common, but there is only one in the first position who is as strong as Payton.
You must know that he is a rare point guard DPOY.
"Don't you dare?"
Payton forced Mo Mengchen to pass the ball.
"Huh" Mo Mengchen exhaled.
It was predictable that he couldn't adapt at the beginning, and he also knew that Payton would give him bad news at the beginning. He didn't need to do anything now, just hold his breath and wait for him to make mistakes.
After playing running and bombing for so long, it was the first time that Collins met Mo Mengchen who was so defended that he couldn't organize the team.
When Mo Mengchen and Hill are on the field at the same time, the former is the axis and the starting point of the tactics. Once he is strangled to death, there is no way to run and bomb.
Compared with him, Hill is like the difference between a fierce general who charges into battle and a commander in chief of the Chinese army.
Hill can break through and score the ball, and the good vision brought by his tall body can help him find open teammates. This is his strength and his biggest feature as a point forward.But Mo Mengchen is not. His eyes are full of people in the court. He can command others while dribbling, or send the ball to the position where the opportunity arises with a single pass.
But now, Payton's defense makes it impossible for Mo Mengchen to sink down and organize well, and it is even more impossible for Hill to connect the team temporarily, so he can only pass the ball to Barkley in the low post.
Barkley shouted loudly and pushed back violently.
Kemp had a hard time defending, and just wanted to wait for Barkley to take off and use his physical advantages to block the shot. What he didn't expect was that the fat man in front of him pushed him to death while observing the positions of other people. .
Don Reed, who made his debut this season for the first time, is the beneficiary of this round. The Supersonics' attention is on the absolute main force. Who cares about him, a substitute who is suddenly put on the starting lineup?
With a beautiful air cut, Barkley backed the ball, made a comfortable lob pass, and Reid scored from the basket.
2 is better than 2
"Guess what I saw?" Peyton chased Mo Mengchen and cursed repeatedly, "I saw the audience's disappointment in you at the end of the game, and sooner or later they will know that they shouldn't pin their hopes on you, a cripple !"
"Really?" Mo Mengchen stopped backing.
Because Payton didn't have the ball in his hand.
Peyton stared and was about to take the ball, but Mo Mengchen's close defense cut off his thoughts.
"How dare you use such a small skill against me?" Gloves sneered again and again, trying to get rid of Mo Mengchen by running backwards.
His speed is very fast, but Mo Mengchen has studied their game long before the start of the game, and knows his way of running without the ball very well. At this moment, he is locked up only by predicting.
Payton, who was extremely angry, used Mo Mengchen's body to block the referee's sight, and wanted to throw his elbow.
He swung his elbow, and Mo Mengchen's gaze was like a bright candle. After dodging, his body slammed forward—it's a pity, my current strength is above yours, CP!
Payton was knocked to the ground by Mo Mengchen.
This is definitely a confrontation outside the rules, but, no whistle.
Just like Payton's defensive strength against Mo Mengchen beyond the rules, the referee didn't blow the whistle at that time, and he won't blow the whistle now.
"Let this idiot know how powerful it is, Dor.Mo!"
"Mo, blow him up!"
The audience in the near row roared.
"Did you hear that? They asked me to kill you." Mo Mengchen said flatly, "I don't want to disappoint people."
Peyton stood up and said arrogantly: "I want to see how you kill me!"
Payton couldn't get the ball, and the Supersonics also lost their tactical starting point. In the end, the German ghost Schramf could only play singles with the ball. Hill didn't let him do what he wanted. When he shot, Devil Mountain intercepted and gave an extremely strong disturbance.
"boom!"
Mo Mengchen jumped up from the wing, got the rebound, and was about to break fast.
Peyton flashed out in front of his eyes and wanted to steal the ball with his first hand, but at the moment of the first hand, Mo Mengchen slapped the ball in the opposite direction with his right hand, and the ball went under his buttocks, evading the stealing of the glove like a snake, shaking him away. up.
Peyton, who was extremely ashamed and angry, attacked from behind.
"Beep!"
Payton threw Mo Mengchen down, and even the savage referee couldn't ignore this action. If this was not a foul, the game would be messed up.
Ephraim was extremely worried. She had never seen a match with such a strong confrontation.
Even in the first round of last year's playoffs, the confrontation in those games was completely incomparable to this one.
So barbaric!
Even Mo Mengchen's teammates were a little worried about him.
Hill came over and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Are you sure you can beat that German guy?" Mo Mengchen asked.
Hill didn't expect that it was already at this point. He was still thinking about other things. If it were someone else, he should be thinking about finishing the game in a healthy way, right?
"What are your plans?" Devil Mountain asked.
"I'll try to fight him later, you find the right position, but I won't pass the ball immediately." Mo Mengchen said, "I can only guarantee that you will get more than five seconds of attack time in the end."
Hill smiled bitterly: "Are you playing basketball in the 50s?"
He heard what Mo Mengchen meant, he wanted to stick to the ball for a long time, and took this opportunity to fight against the glove, so as to adapt to the strongest defense in the world as soon as possible.
To deal with Payton's defense, the biggest problem is confrontation. Mo Mengchen's upper and lower body strength is top-notch now. Facing the oppression of gloves, as long as he is determined not to pass the ball and kill him, he will have no problem holding the ball.
"In that era, there was no 24-second attack time." Mo Mengchen also knew that by doing so, he completely abandoned running and bombing-so what?As long as he can win, as long as he can adapt to Payton's defense, this price is not worth mentioning.
Hope Collins can understand.
If he didn't understand, he was just replaced.
Mo Mengchen was also mentally prepared for this.
"You don't have to get stuck, I don't know how to pass the ball." Mo Mengchen said to Ratliff, "Tell me what I said to Chuck."
Ratliff served the ball and ran to the front court with Mo Mengchen's instructions. After whispering a few words beside Barkley, the latter's face changed slightly, and then he stood directly on the outside line to open up space.
"Pass! Use your best move, pass the ball! You should pass the ball, son of a bitch!" Peyton kept pushing hard, trying to force Mo Mengchen to terminate the tactic.
He hadn't noticed yet that Mo Mengchen had given up tactics at all, and wasted time deliberately confronting him from beyond the three-point line.
"Why don't you pass the ball? Can't you even pass the ball?" Payton shouted.
The audience at the scene was full of doubts.
Collins was full of question marks.
Even the commentator kept saying: "What is Dor.Mo doing? You should pass the ball if you don't have a chance!"
"He held the ball too long!"
"It's been 15 seconds and the ball is still in his hands!"
In the last eight seconds, Mo Mengchen stepped forward suddenly, elbowed Peyton in the face, and made a pass while hitting Peyton with his elbow.
The sideline referee has reason to believe that this was a pass and was not intentional.
Peyton felt that everything in front of him was turning, and the familiar scene came again.
When he came to his senses, Hill passed the German ghost in the high post and scored a layup.
"You stuck close to me for 18 seconds, but you didn't even touch the ball in the end, don't you think it's ridiculous?" Mo Mengchen's words rang in his ears.
The rhythm on both sides was completely disrupted.
Fans of either side will feel strange as long as they watch this game, because neither team is playing a game that they are good at.
The ultra-slow pace of the game, the disorganized conduction of the ball, the two commanders were fighting each other, and they didn't know what they were doing.
Payton has more methods than Mo Mengchen, and Mo Mengchen can't prevent people from dying like him.
But he wants to rely on his personal ability to beat Mo Mengchen, which is not as easy as last season. The latter's progress in physical confrontation is far beyond imagination.
Last season, he was still a force that could be knocked down at one hit, but now he is faintly above him.
Even if he hates Mo Mengchen more than anything in the world, he admits that the Australian has made tremendous progress in just a few months.
Such a defense, such a confrontation, is it really the Australian?
Payton can't imagine that the once defensive loopholes have turned into a defender above the standard.
This was also the first time Mo Mengchen showed his strength and lateral movement speed unreservedly, not to mention Payton, even his teammates were surprised.
He usually hides too much, and from time to time in the previous games, he deliberately gave the opponent a chance to score.
All the forbearance and all the pretense are for the purpose of achieving a blockbuster effect at this moment.
If not, how can he compete with a superstar like Payton now?
It's just, can his physical strength withstand it?
Collins would usually replace Hill at the 5th minute, but now, he hesitates.
Because Mo Mengchen's breathing has become unstable, his consumption is too great.
Only 5 minutes passed.
In this unbearably slow game, the score is only 8 to 6, with the Pistons leading by 2 points.
Mo Mengchen's performance was mediocre in terms of statistics.
After 5 minutes, his data was only 2 rebounds and 1 assist.
At 7 minutes into the game, Mo Mengchen's physical strength obviously couldn't keep up. Payton knocked him away and rushed into the basket to score 2+1.
Looking at Payton who was roaring on the court, Collins made a prompt decision and rarely made the right decision.
"JD, go get Mo off," Collins said affirmatively.
Mo Mengchen took a deep breath, handed over to Dumas, and he instructed: "Keep an eye on that guy, keep fighting, keep putting pressure on him, don't let him stop."
"Go down and rest quickly." Dumas was really afraid that he would faint if he couldn't catch his breath.
Mo Mengchen lowered his head, Luo Er hurriedly threw the towel to him, and the physical trainer quickly handed over a glass of Gatorade.
"hu~hu~hu~"
His head was wrapped in a towel, his left hand clutched a glass full of Gatorade, still panting.
The gap is clearly visible, no matter how much preparation he does.
If this continues, his physical fitness will definitely not be able to bear it first.
"Mo, blindly competing is not the solution."
Beside him, Adam Frauses spoke.
Mo Mengchen grabbed the towel in his hand, raised his neck and took a sip of Gatorade: "I know."
"You know, but you still did the opposite." Frauses laughed, "You should know that with your current ability, you still can't compete with Gary."
Yes, now I know.
"You don't have to go head-to-head. Now that you have proved yourself, you can go head-to-head with him. I think he will restrain himself in the future."
"No, he knows that I can't hold on, he will continue to play." Mo Mengchen said with certainty.
Frause said: "In this case, then avoid him, we have plenty of ways."
"Avoid? No," Mo Mengchen smiled, his breath gradually becoming even, "This is not within my plan."
Frauses was puzzled, did Mo Mengchen still want to continue confronting Peyton head-on?The game just now has proved that he is not Peyton's opponent. If he continues to face head-to-head, he will only suffer in the end.
"What do you want to do?" Frye asked in the end.
Mo Mengchen said with a smile: "Of course, continue to be a black hole with poor defense, that will be much easier."
Hearing what he said, Frases breathed a sigh of relief.
It is better to attack and not defend than to attack and defend at the same time.
(End of this chapter)
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