Please call me Ding Shenxian in the NBA

Chapter 103 100. Is this Super Ding? ! (first update)
"Christian Van Nestor is 2 meters tall and weighs 06 kilograms. He hasn't played impressively in the past three years. I don't know if he will have the opportunity to continue playing basketball after graduating from college, but tonight is his career masterpiece!"

Barkley seldom said such serious words, which proved that Van Nestor's performance distracted him.

"Monroe should reflect on losing to a fringe player. It's like 'Shaq' O'Neal getting blown by 'Red Mamba' Bonner."

Kenny Smith compared O'Neal, and Barkley immediately shook his head.

"Monroe's performance is at most the NCAA version of the Sharks. Although I don't like O'Neal, I think he is on the same level as Bynum."

Barkley is quite accurate in judging people. Monroe's upper limit after entering the league is the level before Bynum's clean-up and blow-off.

In terms of talent, he is not as good as Bynum.

Coach Thomson Jr. was a little overwhelmed.

He didn't count Van Nestor's outbreak after all the tricks.

The Nth counterattack of the Crimson team, Xiao Ding's chic continuous feints, lost Monroe's center of gravity, and he used a killer crossover to directly knock down the burly Monroe!
The SAR audience let out a burst of exclamation.

"Incredible kid from China, his skills are amazing!"

"I just want to know is Monroe's ankle okay?"

"Lost, marvel lost!"

I saw that Xiaoding didn't layup directly, he selflessly returned the ball to Van Nestor who followed up.

Van Nestor made a strong dunk!

Hanging from the rim, he looked down at Monroe, who was sitting on the floor, and it was ironic.

Known as the biggest natural enemy of the Crimson team and the No. [-] active center of the NCAA, Monroe was extremely embarrassed.

Monroe just wanted to find a crack in the ground to slip into.

Old Thomson, who was sitting outside the court, snorted coldly, stood up deliberately and said to his son on the sidelines, "I'm leaving!"

"..."

Little Thomson's mood hit rock bottom.

The Hoyas haven't been favorites since Daddy retired, and even after getting Monroe, they're still 1-to-2000.

There is nothing wrong with Princeton tactics.

The Hoyas have no problem with their roster depth.

Little Thomson looked at the team, and he couldn't help thinking, could it be that my level is too bad?

The D.C. audience has been wowed by the Crimson's performance.

When Van Nestor and Xiao Ding returned to the defense with high fives, the audience on the sidelines applauded and cheered for them.

"I did it!"

Van Nestor recalled his heroic dunk just now, a blush appeared on his big face.

Coach Tommy hugged his shoulders excitedly, and the corner of his mouth raised, "Thomson, are you mistaken? Our opponent is only Kentucky. Your Hoya team is very good. It has reached the quasi-first-class level, but it is far from us..."

Monroe hit Van Nestor with his back.

Not even the strength he was most proud of was dominant.

It's not that Van Nestor has become stronger, but that Monroe's own mentality has been shaken.

He throws the ball outside, and Hollis hits a [-]-pointer, and the basketball bounces off the rim.

Monroe yelled, "Rebound! Mine!"

He and Van Nestor collided in the air, and this time Monroe elbowed Van Nestor on the nose.puff!Van Nestor spat out a line of nosebleeds, and the blood flicked into Monroe's eyes.

After the two landed, one covered his nose and the other covered his eyes.

The referee immediately stopped the game.

Monroe rubbed his eyes and he was fine, but the blood spatter just now made him even more confused.

This is not how my basketball should be played.

Seeing Van Nestor being surrounded by his teammates and concerned, Monroe sadly raised his hand.

In fact, the referee did not blow the whistle.

"Monroe, what are you doing?!"

Hollis quickly pressed Monroe's hand down. If he was misunderstood by the technical desk, he would be charged with a foul.

But Monroe said dejectedly, "It was indeed my foul..."

"You calm down!"

Hollis and Sims took him to the sidelines.

The coach was as frustrated as Monroe, but the game wasn't over and he had to coach until the last second.

"Monroe, you did a great job!"

Hearing Little Thomson's words, Monroe was taken aback, "Coach, what are you referring to?"

"Whether intentional or accidental, Van Nestor is temporarily unable to play, and the opposite center has become Keith Wright, who is 2 meters 03. You and Sims can play now!"

"..."

The coach's meanness was deeply imprinted in Monroe's heart.

But he didn't want to lose, and he didn't want to be slapped in the face. After a brief trance, as the coach said, facing an opponent who was nearly 10 centimeters taller than him, Monroe told himself that he must cheer up!

Same goes for Sims.

37: 18!

The Crimson already led by 19 points.

The strength of the Harvard team exceeded the expectations of the marveling players. They can only fight if they have an inside advantage!
Monroe and Simms pulled themselves together.

Julian, who was on the bench because of a bad start, also reappeared.

They clenched their fists and shouted the Hoya slogan.

Van Nestor went off to stop the bleeding, and the Crimson team changed to a five-small lineup. The tallest player on the field was actually forward Ding Yan Yuhang.

The obvious height difference made the SAR audience see the hope of the home team chasing points.

"Defense! Defense! Defense!"

There was another deafening sound of cheering in the arena!
With this goal, Shu Hao hit the iron with a three-pointer.

Keith Wright was desperately stuck and still lost to Monroe. Monroe controlled the rebound strongly!

"Attack! Attack! Attack!"

The audience urged the Hoyas to attack.

Monroe gave Julian a look.

After Julian received the ball, he did not advance quickly, but slowly moved forward with the ball.

At this time, Monroe quickly rushed across the half court, with only one goal——

Keith Wright quickly returned to the defense, but Monroe's size advantage was too great, and their entanglement in the low post was more like a one-sided crush.

Julian threw the ball over the hoop, and Monroe squeezed Keith Wright with both hands and smashed the ball into the hoop!

"Monroe is alive!"

"His slam dunk is so imposing!"

"We still have hope, continue to attack Monroe!"

After landing, Monroe vented his previous depression with a roar.

His teammates also felt they could breathe again.

"Calm down, even if you don't have a height advantage, just play a smooth offense."

Coach Tommy thought so, but still unconsciously looked at Van Nestor who was sitting in front of the technical table and was being stopped by the doctor.

This is the first time he needs a big player so much.

"Keep the perimeter! It's enough to have me alone under the basket!"

Monroe crouched alone to defend the middle, and the other four defended to the outside. The spirit of the entire team of the Amazed team immediately rose.

Xiao Ding stretched out a finger holding the ball.

"Single play at this time?"

Even Shuhao couldn't understand Xiaoding's offensive choices.

The Crimson team looked at Ding Yan Yuhang.

Including Van Nestor, who was sitting on the sidelines, cheering for Xiaoding in his heart.

"Bag bag!"

Thomson Jr. gave an order, and the Hoya players began to double-team Ding.

Brother Kazi suddenly moved. He used his strong body to help Xiaoding block Hollis. Xiaoding took the ball and took a step horizontally, moving forward from the gap between Sims and Monroe to the baseline.

"I won't let you score!"

This sentence flashed in Monroe's mind, and he quickly turned around and blocked Xiao Ding's layup route with his long arms and giant palms.

However, Xiaoding didn't even think about breaking through for a layup. He continued to dribble the ball under his crotch to find the rhythm, dexterously like a dancing elf.

"Look at my cap!"

Monroe jumped up with a growl.

But he suddenly realized that Xiao Ding deliberately raised the arc of the shot, and the basketball brushed his middle finger and flew towards the hoop. Monroe could only pray——

Swish!
The basketball rubbed against the net and made a pleasant scoring sound, and a two-pointer was scored!

There was an uproar!

Little Thomson sat back on the coach seat in a daze, he looked at Xiao Ding in shock, "This is Super Ding?!"

(End of this chapter)