NBA: Destroying Irving in the opening field

Chapter 146 How Did He Know I Was Going To Do This?

The game continues.

With the last 5 minutes left, the score was 90:84, and the Celtics took the lead.

As soon as Wang Hao returned to the field, he attracted the attention of the Celtics.

Jaylen Brown leads the defense, and others are ready to help defend at any time. This is their coping strategy.

They already know that although the blunt double-teaming can limit Wang Hao, other Lakers players will get too easy opportunities due to his weird containment ability.

In this way, the gain outweighs the loss.

Wang Hao's first attack came very quickly.

Just after Ingram dribbled the ball halfway, Wang Hao came to the top of the arc and started a hand-to-hand fight with him.

The moment Yingge received the ball, Yingge's body just formed a cover, and Wang Hao pulled up his hand directly behind him.

Brown couldn't react in time, failed to squeeze through the pick-and-roll in time, and could only pay attention in front of Ingram.

"Shu~"

Basketball hits the net!

At 90:87, the Lakers fell behind by 3 points!
Offensive and defensive transition, Irving quickly passed the half court with the ball.

This time, Wang Hao didn't put the burden of defense on Pope's shoulders anymore, and waved his hand to signal himself to defend.

If there is only one scoring task and winning task to complete, then what Wang Hao wants more is to win the game!
Maybe he came to defend Irving, and it is not the best to limit the total points of the other three.

But at this decisive moment, king against king, once the team's main player has the upper hand, the impact on the team will be very huge.

Wang Hao did not hesitate at all, offered his greatest respect, and immediately activated [Mad Dog Mode].

In an instant, adrenaline was secreted crazily, and the soreness in the thighs was significantly relieved and almost disappeared, and at the same time, crazy strength surged from all limbs.

[Strongest Wall] + [Death Coil], this is the defensive feast Wang Hao prepared for Owen.

Owen, who was still observing the situation, soon felt a faint sense of oppression exuding from Wang Hao.

Taking another step forward, before he had time to direct his teammates to move, a black shadow had already flashed in front of him and hit him with his chest.

"Beep!"

The referee blew the whistle and ruled that Wang Hao had made a defensive foul.

Wang Hao was speechless, raised his hands to the air, and returned to the defensive state without saying anything.

Owen, on the other hand, even signaled to the referee that there was no foul just now.

"Hey, this situation is very interesting. Wang Hao fouled, but he didn't say it himself. Instead, Owen, the opponent, was calling for his grievances. This is really a rare situation." Ke Fan laughed.

"These two were tit for tat, but in the end they felt a little sympathetic to each other." Su Qun added.

The Celtics serve and start to organize the offense again.

Owen got the ball again, and Wang Hao adopted a close-pressing strategy as always.

The physical contact between the two was very frequent, and the confrontation was fierce. Not only the fans in the arena couldn't help standing up to watch, but the other eight players on the field were also very shocked.

Although Owen is only 1.9 meters tall, his muscles are not particularly exaggerated, but he did not back down in the face of Wang Hao's biting defense.

Relying on his solid basic skills and the sense of the ball as one, he can deal with the opponent's desperate defense.

"Is this the offensive and defensive confrontation of the younger generation?"

Su Qun couldn't help asking such questions.

“BEAT LA!!!”

“BEAT LA!!!”

“BEAT LA!!!”

The North Shore Garden Arena chanted slogans deafeningly and uniformly, and the atmosphere on the court had reached its peak.

Owen barely adapted to Wang Hao's defense and began to look for opportunities to attack.

He dropped his center of gravity much lower than before to keep the ball safe, and then suddenly changed his rhythm, protruding his right hand, and in conjunction with the shaking of his shoulder, made an in&out fake action.

At the same time, step out with your left foot and connect with a large crotch dribble.

After a set of moves, Owen seemed to be still in place, but in fact he had already made several breakthrough fake moves.

No matter how fast Wang Hao reacted, he was a bit moved back by this set of combos.

In desperation, he then used the last ultimate move - [Eye of the Emperor of Heaven]!
A faint red light appeared in Wang Hao's eyes, and the next moment, the surrounding slowed down and began to "play frame by frame".

In this slow world, he could clearly see that after Owen found that his shaking had taken effect, he was already looking at the basket, bent his knees slightly, and was about to make a shot.

At this time, the explosive boost brought by Mad Dog Mode came in handy.

I saw Wang Hao stepping forward, almost shrinking the ground into an inch, and came to Owen.

The next moment, Owen, who had just raised his hand and thought everything would be fine, was surprised to find that Wang Hao had come to him at some point.

Intuition told him that if he continued to shoot at this moment, [-]% of them would be blocked or robbed.

Owen subconsciously wanted to take back the ball, but Wang Hao's action was beyond his expectation again.

At the next moment, Wang Hao swiped his right hand upwards, and the arc of the swing coincided with Owen's movement trajectory at one point.

[How did he know what I was going to do? ! ]
Owen was completely dumbfounded!

Could this Wang Hao predict the future? !
Or did he already know himself so well?Can you even guess the habit of your own emergency actions?

No one could answer him.

But the ball, already out of hand, was shot into the air.

Irving jumped up quickly, trying to get the ball back by taking advantage of the bounce.

But what he didn't expect was that Wang Hao jumped surprisingly high this time, catching the moon in the air, took the ball first, and then instantly pushed back to counterattack.

In fact, if you observe carefully, you will find that when Wang Hao landed on the ground, his expression turned grim for an instant.

Yes, even in the hyperactive state, the thigh injury became more serious due to his rampage, and the pain instantly overshadowed the excitement at this moment.

The body is warning Wang Hao!

At this time, the front is wide open, and there is only one basket waiting for him. How can Wang Hao miss such an opportunity!

I saw him running wildly all the way, without giving any chance to Irving who was chasing behind him. After rushing to the three-second zone, he held the ball with one hand, showing a state of burning the sky.
"BANG!"

Wang Hao finished with a powerful dunk.

90:89, the Lakers are only 1 point behind!
(End of this chapter)