I'm king in the basket

Chapter 291 In the end, I still beat you up

Stephenson struggled to play to the standard set by Snyder.

The struggle in the first quarter proved that he is not Calderon, nor can he be Calderon.No matter how many games he plays, he is the Stephenson who only sees the basket and occasionally sees his teammates.

After playing several consecutive starts, Snyder also saw Stephenson's struggle.

Some people are born with only one style, no matter how much you force him to change, he will still be like this.

Instead of forcing him to change, accept the status quo.

Li Xing returned to the court with Snyder's instructions.

It's the second quarter, with six minutes left in the first half.

"Lance, the coach wants you to be yourself." Li Xing said.

be yourself?
Stephenson didn't realize it all at once, he was still trying to integrate himself into Calderon's role, and now he suddenly wants to let him be himself?what is this?
Li Xing looked at him quietly and said, "What? Is it difficult?"

"I don't understand, what does the coach mean?"

"Just to make you forget his previous instructions, how did you fight when Jose was around?" Li Xing asked.

"I will find a way to score. If there is a chance to pass the ball again, it will be me."

Stephenson said without thinking.

Li Xing snapped his fingers and said, "That's right, that's it."

"Is that so?" Stephenson didn't expect Stephenson to give such an instruction.

In everyone's eyes, Snyder is a rigid academic coach. Even if the player's style is not suitable, he will force him to change.

Now he obviously can't change his style, and he doesn't know what to do, but Snyder gave such instructions.

This undoubtedly made Stephenson see the light.

He no longer has to worry about those unnecessary things, and devotes himself to the game wholeheartedly.

Li Xing ran to the top of the arc, and his muscular body caught him.

Paul originally wanted to pass by Li Xing, but Li Xing's body was stronger than expected. The two of them got stuck just now. He was about to break free when he was bounced away.

Stephenson took the ball to the free throw line, and Jordan's defense position was very good.If Stephenson's breakthrough route remains unchanged, this breakthrough is bound to be stuck.

As a result, Stephenson made a difficult first-line change of direction.

The straight route produced a change in vain, and even if he saw it with the height of a giant like Jordan, he couldn't make a change.

This is the natural gap between the small man and the big man.

Stephenson's realization is full of unknowns, flying in front of Jordan like a bird, and then reaching the other side.

Jordan raised his hand symbolically to let everyone know he tried his best.

In fact, his blocking didn't affect Stephenson at all.

This kind of defense looks like the scenery on the side of the road. It's better to stand still and watch him score.

Stephenson hit a layup and hit the most personal shot.

"Ok!"

Li Xing clenched his fist and stood outside the three-point line. When Stephenson ran over, the two clapped.

"How about it? I told you the fuck I won't lose!"

After scoring this goal, Stephenson became a lot more courageous, and he was not afraid of Paul at all.

Paul still doesn't want to solve the problem with his personal ability. Stephenson's defense looks like a straw man inserted on the side of the road, and he can be knocked out whenever he wants.

If the problem can be solved without destroying it, it is also possible.

Li Xing's defensive focus is also on Paul. He must always pay attention to the position of this 183 man.

Stephenson's defense seemed to be very imposing, and it was airy and powerless. Paul changed direction with one hand, strode forward, and stepped into the free throw line.

Li Xing's defensive moves were just about to start when Jr. Jordan cut in from outside the paint, took off, and was already in the air.

Seeing the opportunity, Paul couldn't wait to throw the ball in his hand.

In the air, Jordan stared at the ball eagerly.

After waiting for so long, he finally had the chance to score on Li Xing's head. He had been waiting for this opportunity for a fucking long time.

The beauty of this pass is that Li Xinggang was going to intercept Paul, but he passed the ball.

So suddenly, Li Xing couldn't take off with all his strength, and the ball was thrown very high.

Sometimes, when you have limited talent, it's impossible to imagine what those talented people can do.

Talent limited Paul's imagination.

Li Xing suppressed his center of gravity, instead of jumping up with all his strength, he raised his hands high, destroying the comfortably passed ball.

The ball was supposed to fly to the highest point and be caught by Jordan, and then ended.

The ball that fell halfway due to Li Xing's interference was picked up by Jordan Jr. Although there was a mistake, it was just what he wanted.

Don't you guys not believe me?
Don't you guys think I can't beat Lucky Lee?

I want to prove it to you!
Little Jordan held the ball and followed the offseason special training step by step.

Hit people with force, yes.

Take a shot and there you have it.

Prepare to attack.

Li Xing must let him know that playing basketball is not an assembly of machines, and does not require so many neat steps. If he attacks the moment he catches the ball, he will not be able to stop it.

However, Jordan insisted on letting Li Xing react.

"What the hell is this?"

Paul covered his eyes in pain, and he was about to go blind if he continued to watch.

Little Qiaodan thought that Li Xing was pushed away, and what appeared before him was a cruel scene.

Li Xing vigorously slapped Jordan's ball away, and raised his hands above his head: "Aren't you improving? Is that all?"

Little Jordan picked up the ball on the ground and looked up at Li Xing who was mocking him all the year round.

damn it!
"DeAndre, pass the ball!"

With a roar, Jordan raised the ball with both hands and prepared to attack.

Li Xing's eyes were ice-cold, waiting for Jordan to lift the ball, standing still, when the ball left his hands, he jumped up vigorously, pressed the ball with both hands on the backboard, and grabbed it vigorously.

"Have you improved? Is this the level?"

Li Xing made a long pass to DeRozan, and the Raptors' signature counterattack reappeared at the Staples Center three seconds later.

"DeAndrew, what the hell are you thinking?"

Butler roared.

Little Qiaodan's heart was ashamed. The failure just now just proved that his teammates' distrust was correct. He really couldn't beat Li Xing.

The attack at the beginning was just a coincidence.

Little Jordan's mood is comparable to Sakuragi Hanadao who knows that "eyes kill" is a lie, and his mood is extremely depressed.

He had his ups and downs in just a few minutes, his teammates hung him aside, and the game entered another phase.

Through the pick-and-roll, the Clippers pulled out Li Xing, Griffin cut inside, and Paul sent an alley-oop dunk.

"Yes, the Clippers need this kind of offense, and only by maintaining this kind of offensive firepower can they maintain the suspense of the game."

"Blake is one of the most impactful strikers at the moment, and he is the most suitable candidate to deal with the soft and weak Bargnani."

Limp?

Bargnani was furious, what do you mean I am weak?Have you tried my booster?Dare I say I'm weak?
"Nani, pay attention!"

Bargnani cursed in his heart, and Stephenson just passed the ball to him.

The absent-minded Bargnani just kissed the basketball.

The ball hit him in the face, the fans laughed, and Griffin picked up his ball and launched a counterattack.

hateful!

Anger in my heart, floating in the air.

Li Xing couldn't tolerate the team's continuous mistakes like this, so he chased after it, just like the Giganotosaurus chasing and killing Abelisaurus.

"Watch out, Blake!"

Teammates' reminders were far less swift than Li Xing's block shots.

As soon as Griffin's ball was lifted from his hand, Li Xing slapped his ball from behind.

The offensive was over before it even started.

Griffin looked behind him in panic, Li Xing took the basketball away, held it in his hands, and gave him a mocking look.

"Looks like we can tell that joke again!"

Barkley said gloatingly.

This is undoubtedly a heartbreaking thing for the Clippers fans. They could have selected Li Xing with the first pick. For various reasons, they won Griffin.

Griffin is worthy of the No. [-] pick. If there is no Laci Lee, he is the undisputed No. [-] pick.

Li Xing's performance far exceeded expectations, becoming a first-line star in his rookie season, which made those teams that missed him a joke.

That was the last joke Griffin wanted to hear.

"Just kidding, Lucky Lee wasn't the No. 2009 pick in the [-] draft!"

"There's another joke, the Clippers didn't choose Lakey Lee!"

"Combined with their draft history, this is really a very Clippers-style draft."

Griffin was fed up. Looking at Li Xing who was dribbling forward, he rushed towards him like crazy.

Li Xing seemed to have invisible eyes behind him. Griffin was aiming at the criminal. Before the foul happened, he made a surprising turn and pulled the ball.

It's completely a defender's dribbling action, but it's so soft when it's made by his hands.

Griffin's foul was missed, he didn't touch anything, and lost his center of gravity because he couldn't find the point of gravity, and fell directly to the ground.

"OMG! Lucky Lee did a guard dribble!"

At this time, Li Xing slapped the ball and attacked forward. Little Jordan never expected him to be so bold.

With such a tall height, he directly chooses to attack from the outside with the ball?
Is he crazy?

Paul's talent limited his imagination.

In the same way, poor technology also limited little Jordan's imagination. He thought that all elders should be as rough as him, even those with fine hands who could embroider needles were no exception.

Li Xing has now done something that goes against his cognition.

Little Jordan stuck Li Xing's body, and he was bound to get fouled.

Li Xing understood the referee's scale. The moment the whistle sounded, he had already put away the basketball and made an offensive posture.

Either way, it's a shooting foul.

Even if you don't score, there are free throws.

But, will he fail to score?
Little Jordan thought it wasn't a shooting foul, so he relaxed his confrontation, let Li Xing run into it, threw the ball with one hand, and the stop ignited the sky above Staples.

Everyone looked at Li Xing in the air, not only lamenting the greatness of the Creator, but also complaining about his injustice.

He is also a small human being, why can he have such an amazing talent?

Li Xing pulled out the basketball with his fingers.

The ball rises into the air and bounces a few times over the rim.

"Shh!"

"In the end, I still beat you."

Li Xing looked back at Little Jordan and said harshly.

(End of this chapter)