You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 912
The Kings spread out, and in the seventh second after halftime, Nowitzki dribbled the ball and broke through. His movements were as nimble as a small guard, and his seven-foot height possessed such coordination of hands and feet. The man who cursed.

It doesn't matter if the German made a sudden move. In order to prevent him from scoring, Curry and Rashid shrank inside at the same time.

Nowitzki saw that the defense above his head was as dull as a dark cloud, and his eyes could not help but shifted to the weak side. That was Divac's position. The Serb kept retreating and was about to withdraw from the three-point line.

At this time they are 7 points behind, which is a good opportunity to reduce the difference to 4 points.

"Dirk passed the ball!"

"Bottom corner!"

"Divac!!"

The Maruf brothers got up, together with the shouts of all the management staff, let everyone know what an exciting goal it was.

82 is better than 86
This was the King's first goal after a 2-minute scoring drought at the start of the fourth quarter.

The Kings of the Pistons played a high-intensity confrontation, turning the game into a meat grinder battle. When it was their turn to attack, they relied on smooth transfer of the ball.

They were able to pass chances, but strangely, their chances were very limited.

It's like putting out extra energy on the defensive end, but when it came to the offensive end, he missed an excellent opportunity.

In order to prevent Mo Mengchen from shooting, McGrady and Bowen joined forces to apply pressure when the ball was transferred to his side.

No wonder they reacted this way. Mo Mengchen scored 38 points in the first three quarters, and he shot every shot from the outside. Every time he took the ball, it was a suffocating moment of torture for the Kings fans.

Mo Mengchen passed the ball to the right, and Hill made a jump shot.

Open ball, he missed it.

"Dirk protects the rebound, moves quickly, T-Mac!"

The voice of the commentator was passionate, McGrady dribbled the ball fast, and Mo Mengchen quickly returned to his position like light. He was the only one who could stop McGrady from scoring.

In the frontcourt, the two are one-on-one.

McGrady wanted to take advantage of his height and weight, but as soon as he caught the ball, Mo Mengchen saw the details and pressed sharply with his right hand, cutting the ball off his hand.

The ball hit McGrady's thigh and flew out of bounds.

"I will definitely score next time!" McGrady said fiercely.

"Next time?" Mo Mengchen picked up the ball on the ground, "Let's talk about it in the next life."

Hill came back, and Mo Mengchen didn't say anything because he missed the open ball. After all, no one can grasp the opportunity 100%. So far tonight, his performance on both ends of the offense and defense has nothing to criticize.

"We don't feel good, maybe we should play inside." Hill said, "Dirk has made four fouls."

Mo Mengchen served him the ball and said, "You have an idea, why ask me?"

Mo Mengchen agreed with Hill's idea, and he was sure, he dribbled the ball to the front, and let everyone pull away.

At this time, Ginobili relied on Curry's empty-handed cover to run from the right to the left. Hill saw it, broke through first, and then passed the ball.

The Argentine Yaodao took the ball straight into the King's penalty area, which is the weakest point of the opponent's defense.

Nowitzki and Divac are neither players who take protecting the basket as their own responsibility. If they can defend, they will defend. .

But it's okay.

Collins yelled angrily, because Bowen didn't block in time and let Mo Mengchen run in from the outside. Divac, who didn't know the imminent disaster, was trying to grab the defensive rebound, but he didn't think about why Curry didn't compete with him for the offensive rebound.

In a blink of an eye, the rebound that was almost in his hand was snatched by the hand behind him, and he took advantage of the trend to lift into the air, pressing on his youthful shoulder, and completed a powerful one-handed dunk.

The power of one buckle shocked the audience.

Mo Mengchen grabbed the basket with one hand, and his shaking body pushed Divac from the penalty area to out of bounds.

"Bruce, what the hell are you doing?" Collins was so angry that his face was livid and his eyes were burning. "Why don't you get stuck? Why don't you fight him? What the hell are you doing?"

88 is better than 82
The Pistons lead by 6 points, which is Mo Mengchen's 40th point.

"Dor.Mo scored 40 points without knowing it, but the biggest impression we have on him is this dunk."

"Dor.Mo used to be an impressive scorer, but now, his scoring is quiet, and his assist rate is as high as 80%."

A few words of emotion from the narrator clearly stated the difference between Mo Mengchen's running and bombing system and the Princeton system.

During the fight, Mo Mengchen was the commander, the commander-in-chief, instigating the whole team and also responsible for performing desperate one-on-one duels. Every time he scored, it was extremely fast and earth-shattering; but under the Princeton system, his scoring was just a matter of getting out of the way. , Deeply hide merit and fame.

A large number of cut-out jumpers, screen shots, down-the-air cuts to the back door, open three-pointers derived from diverted balls, and a small number of singles.

This kind of scoring is certainly not as impressive as the wide-open running and bombing, but Bowen remembered every point he got.

He scored the same number of points with different styles of play, which can only prove that Mo Mengchen with the ball has no solution, and Mo Mengchen without the ball has no solution.

Fierce defense.

Nowitzki got the ball in the low post, and the Pistons suddenly flanked him.

Due to the King's three-point accuracy from the outside line, the Pistons rarely used flanking tactics. They suddenly used a high-intensity flanking attack because they are now in the fourth quarter. There is the core concept of defense that captures the thief first and captures the king first.

At this juncture, only superstars have the ability to dominate the game.

For the Kings, the offenses of McGrady and Nowitzki have the ability to change the game. Therefore, it is better to let other small players get open shots than let them play alone comfortably.

Cassell became the player who was emptied.

He hit 35 percent from [-]-point range and was already considered a shooter, and Nowitzki passed the ball.

With an open chance, the Aliens shot a three-pointer.

This is the moment for the veteran to show his value. The more critical the moment, Cassel became calmer, and he grasped the open three-pointer.

The sound of the train starting sounded in the Sleep Train Center Arena, cheering for Kassel's goal.

The moment the three-pointer hit, the audience stood up and cheered.

85 is better than 88
"Defend them!" Collins yelled excitedly. "Keep them out of the three-point line!"

At this time, Bowen suddenly went against Collins' intention and switched defenses with Cassel. He defended Hill, McGrady mainly defended Ginobili, and Kassel played Mo Mengchen at home.

Collins hates players making claims, because he indulged Mo Mengchen too much when he was in the Pistons, which led to the following series of things happening.

Right now, at this point, he has to look at the situation first, if the effect is not good, it won't be too late for him to have another attack.

The king's evolution received miraculous results.

Like all the evil guys in NBA history, Bowen is unusually smart, insidious and treacherous.His every move is absolutely precise and never makes a mistake.He has an unimaginably accurate judgment on fake moves, and the interference with shooters is the ultimate - he can accurately touch the opponent's eyelashes with his fingers without touching the opponent's eyes.He can accurately predict the opponent's running route, and can easily delay the opponent's position when defending without the ball, forcing the opponent to catch the ball in the most uncomfortable position and shoot in the most uncomfortable place.He can also force opponents into help traps.

The king tried his best to restrict Mo Mengchen from taking the ball.

Mo Mengchen kept moving, but while he was walking, Bowen was also forcing Ginobili to step into their trap.

Ginobili, who has always been smart, didn't pay attention to the King's loophole-like defense in the penalty area. He walked in according to Bowen's intention, and ended up falling into an endless abyss.

"Damn!"

Ginobili fell into the trap and the first reaction was to pass the ball outside.

"Think beautifully!"

McGrady got in the way, and Bowen completed the encirclement and cut off the Argentine's pass.

"The king's counterattack!" The narrator shouted excitedly, "You must seize this rare opportunity!"

It was Mai Di and Mo Mengchen again.

This time, McGrady was not impulsive.He knew that Mo Mengchen's defensive focus must be on him, until the most dangerous moment, he passed the ball out.

The one who followed was Cassel.

An experienced veteran can always choose the right time to show off.

"Sam Cassell's counter [-]-pointer~~~!"

"Hit!"

The commentator roared excitedly: "5 minutes before the end, the Kings equalized the score!"

"The Pistons request a timeout!"

"This goal is really exciting! We will definitely win the match point at home!"

McGrady bumped into Cassel's chest excitedly, turned back and shouted at Mo Mengchen: "I said I will score!"

Encouraged by the players, the fans at the scene began to spontaneously shout their slogan: "Knock the Pistons!"

"Knock the piston!"

The Maruf brothers in the auditorium also disregarded their identities, stood up and shouted: "Knock the piston!"

"Knock the piston!"

Such an exciting scene was just a small scene for Mo Mengchen.

There are still 5 minutes before the end of the game, 88 to 88, and the two sides are tied.

Mo Mengchen waved the sweat off his hands, as if a demon whispered in his heart.

You guys, don't be too happy.

(End of this chapter)