Super Evolution of Basketball

Chapter 63 Don't mess with my people!
on the bench.

"Frank, I want you to rest for a while and calm down." Coach Ryan handed Kaminsky a dry towel.

Kaminsky wiped his face, looked up at the coach, and hesitated to speak.

Ryan knows this disciple who has been teaching for four years too well, and his expression clearly shows that he is unwilling.

After four years, Coach Ryan worked hard to bring Kaminsky from a fringe player who averaged only two or three points per game to a big killer that the entire league should be afraid of.

The coach knows that Kaminsky is already a senior this year, and this is his last chance to participate in the draft as a college student. If he cannot be selected, it will almost cut off the possibility of entering the NBA.

Think about it, if Kaminsky loses this year, how will he be recommended to teams next year?
"Hello, Mr. Scout, Kaminsky's advantages are his rich game experience, tactical literacy and immediate combat power. Please give him a chance."

"Kaminsky? I'm sorry, he lost the draft last year, but he is 25 years old this year. He has zero NBA game experience. Also, you said immediate combat power? Don't be kidding, people of his age have been in the league for four years, and their immediate combat power is considered."

The NBA was originally a stage for geniuses. Coach Ryan really couldn't bear to imagine Kaminsky leaving the court after this season.

Beep, the whistle sounds, and the timeout is over.

Thoughts pulled back to reality.

Coach Ryan waved his hand: "Go, but stop being impulsive, you are not a child anymore!"

He ended the battle in his own head and finally put Kaminsky on the field.

Of course Kaminski was beaming, he took a big gulp of Gatorade, and returned to the court.

Coach Ryan looked at Kaminsky's energetic back and suddenly felt that he had made the right choice.

Because he hadn't seen such a strong desire in the eyes of this calm and calm disciple for a long time.

It is the desire to win!

The NCAA Final Four will continue.

After Kaminsky returned to the court again, the Wisconsin team seemed to have regained the state at the beginning of the game. After a few rounds, it gradually entered its own rhythm.

As for Kentucky, relying on the outstanding performance of Towns and Booker, they can still bite the score.

The score was not behind, but Coach John's brows were tightly locked!

Now it's not the rhythm that Kentucky likes at all. What the Wildcats players like is the kind of thunderous offensive and defensive battle.

They like to rely on their tyrannical physical talents to "chug and chug" with steam like driving a train!

However, the feeling now is like driving the train into the water, and it's in the glue, which is too sticky and thick.

After Kaminsky hit a hook, Booker ran to the baseline to serve.

"Xiaoshan, look at that horse-faced man, he seems to be holding back his energy." Lyles leaned over and whispered to Yuan Qingshan.

Yuan Qingshan nodded. He also noticed the change in Kaminsky's aura. It seems that what should come will always come. Once a player like Kaminski who relies on golf intelligence for a living is calm, it will be difficult to deal with.

Damn, this game is getting harder and harder.

The tempo of the game dropped after the timeout, with Kentucky digging and hitting as hard as it could on every possession.

The slower pace of play gave Wisconsin ample time to react and adjust.

In a blink of an eye, the right of the ball changed again, and the Wisconsin team attacked.

Point guard Corning holds the ball and slowly advances while observing the situation on the court.

His face seemed to be carved out of a single block of ebony wood, and the expression was always the same.

Kening glanced at Yuan Qingshan, and suddenly said, "I think you guys have offended him."

Of course Yuan Qingshan knew that he was talking about Kaminsky, and replied with a smile: "He will also be pissed off? I thought your entire team was carved out of wood."

Ko Ning forced a smile on his thin face, but Yuan Qingshan felt that no matter how he looked at it, how awkward it was, it was better for a person like him not to smile.

"Do you know when our captain was so emotional last time?" He seemed to be happy to have a chat with Yuan Qingshan, and he even played tricks.

Yuan Qingshan was really curious: "When was it, when you first started playing?"

Cornyn shook his head: "No, it was in 2012."

2012?Yuan Qingshan had just entered high school that year, so it was really far away.

Corning handed the ball to his left hand and said: "The opponent happened to be you too."

Kentucky too?Yuan Qingshan's thoughts were drawn by him, Kentucky in 2012, could it be?

"Anthony Davis! The captain played against him that time. I really envy you guys. You never lack talent. Just sent Davis away and ushered in Towns again."

Yuan Qingshan was surprised.

A person as rigorous and orderly as Kaminsky, with strong self-control, can be beaten out of emotions and feel humiliated, so how strong is the opponent.

So what did Kaminsky's outrage just now mean?
It means that Anthony Davis and today's Towns bring him the same oppression and stimulation.

Sleeping in the same dormitory, eating the same meal, why are you so good!

Yuan Qingshan glanced at Downs, who had a cute face in the distance, and suddenly appeared in his mind. When he knew that he could be compared with Anthony Davis, he had a smug look, and he laughed unconsciously.

"Is your expression smiling?" Corning asked in surprise.

He thought to himself that the boy's reaction was different from what he expected. The University of Kentucky angered Kaminsky, and no one knew how much energy he would explode in this state.

Now that Kentucky is in big trouble, they should be distressed.

But the kid in front of him didn't seem worried at all, instead he was smiling?
"I'm sorry, I couldn't control it." Yuan Qingshan backed away while scratching his head to apologize.

Feeling slighted, Cornyn surged up emotionally and roared, "I mean! You're going to regret pissing off that beast!"

"Ah?" Yuan Qingshan was taken aback, thinking that this guy must have depression, why is he so prone to rage.

As soon as Ko Ning finished speaking, he opened his posture and prepared to clean up Yuan Qingshan and humiliate him in public.

It stands to reason that they have reached the top of the arc at this time, and it is more appropriate to find an opportunity to lob the ball inward.

It's a pity that this guy has already taken the lead.

This is a chain reaction. From the moment Kaminsky's heart was breached, the temperament of the Wisconsin team has quietly changed.

Corning's advantage is solid defense, not breakthroughs. Wisconsin has always played well and does not require particularly strong personal heroism, so Corning is not a qualified offensive player.

His emotional choice is precisely to use his own weaknesses to attack the enemy's strengths.

So the result can be imagined.

The moment Corning sank his shoulders, Yuan Qingshan also activated.

Pop, first there was a light sound, and the basketball was released.

Then a gust of wind blew over Corning's cheek, and when he looked back, Yuan Qingshan had already run across the center line with the ball.

Whoa!
Kentucky fans cheered.

When the game is so dull, the excitement brought by a sudden steal is not at all overwhelmed by the pegboard cap and the tomahawk.

"Fast break, fast break!" Coach John stomped his feet excitedly, the little guy Yuan Qingshan was much sharper again!

Downs threw aside the defenders and ran towards Yuan Qingshan's back, saying in his heart: Well done, Xiaoshan!

"Gasel, come down!" Kaminsky glared at Corning and yelled forward.

Gasel, who was originally ambushing on the left wing, immediately dropped Booker and shot towards Yuan Qingshan like an arrow from the string.

The three figures in the first echelon rushed towards the Wisconsin basket together.

All the reporters sitting at the bottom line nervously set up their cameras, and the sound of clicking could be heard endlessly.

It's a pity that Yuan Qingshan's explosive power was insufficient. When he ran near the free throw line, he was blocked by Gasel, who came from behind.

"Stop trying to break fast, you bastard!" Gasel yelled, spreading his arms.

He had already stood outside the reasonable collision zone in advance, waiting for Yuan Qingshan to come over.

After the start of the game, Gasel has been observing this unknown kid from the University of Kentucky. He found that this guy basically does not attack independently, and is all about defending and playing for his teammates.

Who wouldn't want to show their face in front of the cameras and scouts for such a crucial national live broadcast.

There can only be one reason why this guy has such a performance, and that is that his offensive ability is zero.

So he thought that his provocation against Yuan Qingshan would definitely work. As long as Yuan Qingshan rushed up with a hot head, he would definitely be able to make Yuan Qingshan an offensive foul based on his experience.

Seeing Yuan Qingshan getting closer and closer, Gasel couldn't hide a smile in his eyes.

Who knows.

Just when Yuan Qingshan was two steps away from him, a sudden change occurred.

Gasel watched helplessly, Yuan Qingshan first smiled strangely, then threw the ball directly into the air with a whoosh, and then his body passed him like a spinning top.

The basketball turned into a cannonball, blasted directly over Gasel's head, and roared towards the top of the basket.

Oops!

An ominous premonition rose in Gasel's heart.

His hunch was accurate.

"Stop looking down on people!"

A roar sounded behind him, and Towns, like a blue dragon with wings, roared and smashed the ball into the basket!

empty link!Dunk!
"Wow! So handsome!"

"Kentucky, win!"

The blue fans regained their ground, released their emotions wantonly, and roared at the Wisconsin fans!
Amidst the cheers that filled the sky, Downs walked straight towards Gasel angrily with his chest out.

He pressed his forehead viciously, widened his eyes and said, "I warn you, don't mess with my people!"

beep!
The half-time whistle sounded just right.

36 to 36, the fourth tie!

(End of this chapter)