The NBA's opening sling against Chris Paul

Chapter 2 Sharp Defense and Quick Counterattack

After the system matching was completed, Li Ming played confidently.

Seeing him clapping hands with Conley who was walking down, and walking quickly to the bottom line, he felt hot all over his body and had some endless energy.

"Hey, who is this No. 7, what's the matter with the coach, don't you want to win?" The voices in the home stands were boiling.

"That's right, I haven't seen it before. Isn't Kyle still sitting on the bench? Why not play him but a yellow man."

Obviously, the home fans didn't buy the coach's substitution.

"Shaq, do you think Hollins has given up? No, the first quarter hasn't finished yet." Barkley laughed.

"It's true that No. 7 has never appeared on stage, but since he can stay, there must be his reasons. Hollins is an old-fashioned person, so he must have his own reasons."

Shaq was also laughing in his heart at this moment, but it was Charles he was laughing at. Did he forget the taste of a donkey's butt so quickly?
At this time, Paul has already fired the ball, and the opponent also replaced Nick Young on the field, and Nick Young took the ball and advanced.

Hollins kept yelling at Li Ming and gestured to him to defend Paul. Nick Young would just hand it over to Rudy Gay, but he let the coach's instructions go and sneered at him. Nick Young galloped away.

"Damn, Nick Young can't pass the ball. This fucking has become a ballad in our era. Why are you staring at Paul?"

Li Ming smiled secretly in his heart.

I saw him quietly sneaking behind Nick Young. At this moment, Nick Young was facing Guy's long arm and was about to make a move to cut into the basket. Suddenly, someone picked him from behind, and the ball flew into the sky. The ball was dialed in the air to Guy who was closest to him.

Gay ran quickly after getting the ball. This Gay is also a strong player. The template for the draft was Tracy McGrady.

He has amazing jumping and explosive power, as well as a long-range shot, and the most important thing is a pair of long arms comparable to the little prince Prince in the Pistons period.

I saw him change direction and passed the double-teaming of Nick Young and Griffin, facing Jordan under the basket, and leaping high.

This little Jordan was also full of energy, and he thought to himself: "I am a strong contender for the best defender. I will let you dunk? Save you." A pair of long arms covered the sky.

When the two were about to meet in the air, no one noticed that Li Ming, who was still in the backcourt, had already cut to the basket without a sound, and Gay caught a glimpse of a white figure entering the paint circle.

"Wonderful."

With a hit to the ground, Jordan was in the air, knowing that he had been fooled, and it was too late to turn around. Li Ming jumped into the air to avoid Nick Young, who came up to defend him, and made a beautiful backhand layup, and the ball went into the net.

"Wow, it seems to be pretty good, right? Anyway, I got back two points."

This attack and one defense enliven the atmosphere at home, and people began to re-examine the little man in front of them.

Continue to serve.

Paul made a gesture and slowly brought the ball across the half court. He is such a wise commander and can always make the most correct decision in various situations. Seeing that the home court was about to gain momentum, he deliberately slowed down Beat the rhythm.

Anyway, they are leading, so there is no rush.

"Sure enough, the god of point guards, old fritters."

Li Ming stepped forward with a smile, and saw that he raised his long arms to cover Paul's eyes, and Paul didn't even see him passing the ball to Griffin.

Griffin stood sideways at the top of the arc, headed inward twice, did not push Zach Randolph, and passed the ball back to Paul, and Nick Young went back and forth around the baseline to wait for an opportunity to cut to the basket , Paul quickly lifted the ball above his head, and Li Ming jumped up quickly.

"Not good, it's not shooting...he wants to break through..."

I saw Paul calmly and quickly entered the three-second zone. After landing, Li Ming hurriedly caught up in front of him. Paul was not in a hurry to shoot, but made a top motion on the spot and lightly threw the ball.

Griffin flew to the slanting stab, and was about to dunk into the basket. Li Ming slapped the ball away, leaving Griffin stunned in place.

"Wow, what just happened?" Shaq yelled, grimacing in the studio.

"It seems that this Chinese kid is all right, by the way, what's his name..." Barkley remained stubborn.

However, the information they obtained through the backstage director only had the words "Huaxia Li Ming".

He doesn't even have a guaranteed contract. It seems that he signed a short ten-day contract. He is a typical, pure "water dispenser player" and rarely has the opportunity to play.

11 to 19, the FedEx Arena, which can accommodate 9000 people, boiled instantly. In just 32 seconds, this ability to switch offense ignited the enthusiasm of the fans on the scene.

"Come on, Kung Fu Boy."

"Kick their ass hard, Asian kid." Everyone began to praise this little defender from China without hesitation.

"It's interesting." Paul snorted and walked past Li Ming, "Welcome to the NBA, rookie."

Paul looked at Li Ming with contempt, Li Ming's hair stood on end and he was sweating coldly.

We all know that Paul has a lot of tricks in his play, and they are all under the watchful eyelids of the referee, making it impossible to guard against.

Li Ming became alert.

He quickly ran back to his own half and settled near the center circle.

Paul pushed forward with the ball, and with a sweep of his eyes, he gave the ball to Crawford at 45 degrees to the left with a long blow. Return the ball to the unguarded Griffin.

Griffin made a shooting action, but Randolph was unmoved, obviously he was counted on his long shots.

"Small sample, it's up to you? If you want to vote, it's good enough." Randolph smiled slightly, and clapped his hands vigorously towards Griffin.

"Don't shoot, this idiot really fell for it." Just as Paul came over to respond again, Griffin had already made a shot, and the ball hit the front of the basket. Gasol jumped up and took the ball into his arms.

At the same time, Li Ming and Gay quickly ran towards the frontcourt. They crossed positions and blocked their respective defenders. Gasol had quick eyes and quick hands, and made a quarterback-like long pass.

The ball drew a beautiful arc in the air, and Li Ming took off to catch the ball firmly.

The ball didn't stick to his hands and didn't stay at all. With a high toss, Gay jumped up high and made a one-handed dunk, smashing the ball into the basket hard.

"Well done!!" After landing, Guy and Li Ming had a chest bump to celebrate.

Everyone was excited by this perfect cooperation. They clapped each other and returned to their backcourt. The Clippers had no chance to fight back quickly.

Paul slowly dribbled the ball to the middle circle, Li Ming leaned close to him, Paul changed hands and sat down step by step with his butt against Li Ming.

"Damn." Li Ming was obviously struggling. Even though he had a glove defense card, he still couldn't stop Paul's steady progress.

"No, he will beat you through this way, so you have to use another method." Li Ming knew that he had no advantage in fighting the game, so he took advantage of the situation and took half a step up to lean on Paul.

Paul smiled slightly and lowered his center of gravity. Just as he was about to exert his strength, Li Ming suddenly retreated. Paul lost his center of gravity unexpectedly, and Li Ming turned around and cut the ball away.

He suddenly accelerated, and there was no one in front of him. He ended the offensive and defensive transition with a gorgeous one-handed hanging frame.

Yes, the hanging frame dunk, the dunk style branded with the Vince Carter mark.

The Federal Express Center was plunged into a vast ocean, and the big screen kept cutting the highlights of the previous rounds.

Rivers gestured toward the referee's stand, and the Clippers requested a timeout.

Obviously, the champion coach couldn't sit still anymore, and he no longer had the composure he had at the beginning.He started rubbing his hands and pacing up and down the arena.

A wave of 9-0 directly stopped the Clippers, and everyone from the Grizzlies also came up to congratulate, and kept touching Li Ming's head.

Although they had never noticed him before.

Hollins took a deep breath, stretched out his right hand and clapped Li Ming.

Conley sat on the bench without saying a word. He was not stingy, he was just angry with himself.

Because his premature foul made him miss the opportunity to face Paul directly, all guards in the league are proud of facing Paul head-on.

In their hearts, Paul of the Clippers is a benchmark, a benchmark of a traditional point guard.

"Continue to maintain this oppressive defense, and don't give the opponent a chance to run back to the bottom line."

Hollins pulled Rudy Gay aside, apparently dissatisfied with Gay's gambled defense.

"Wow, look, this Asian kid actually taught our Chris a lesson, step off the bench, it seems that he has inexhaustible energy in his body."

Barkley also began to appreciate the No. 7 player.

This is his specialty.

At the beginning, the league set a Barkley rule specifically for him in order to prevent Barker from using his strong butt to drive the defender to the layup.

To put it simply, it is to prevent Barkley from pushing people all the way to the basket from near the middle circle and set a five-second rule.

"Charles, do you think Memphis still has a chance in today's game?" O'Neill joked.

"Although the Memphis people have an advantage inside, their commander is still on the bench, and the Clippers' Chris is a master of field control. He will not give up his lead for nothing. Just watch."

Barkley's evaluation is honest and pertinent.After all, he has two brushes, he is a thief, but he forgets one thing - Li Ming, who is blessed with various skills, is the X factor.

"Chris, don't pay too much attention, he's just nobody, don't affect your rhythm." Rivers said, patting Paul on the shoulder.

"Jamal, Blake, you two played a pick-and-roll with Chris at the top of the arc, and then quickly cut to the basket. Now we are still leading. Don't try three-pointers lightly. Play steadily. Even if you can't score, you can get a foul."

At the same time, Rivers replaced Nick Young with Bledsoe, who is good at defense and faster. Obviously, he wants to fight back in his own way, and is ready to rush to the basket in Memphis.

(End of this chapter)