basketball god death race space

Chapter 11 The three-pointer that continues life
"What... Coach, are you going to replace me?"

Wang Zhe was shocked when he heard the bad news.

He has been on the court for more than eight minutes now, but he still has not achieved a zero breakthrough, and all three shots have been ironed.

If he is replaced at this time, it is very likely that he will not have the opportunity to play again, and he will also be obliterated because he did not complete the task of scoring the first goal.

"Yes, is there a problem?"

Larry Brown replied.

Although Wang Zhe played very hard on the court, everyone could see that his basketball level was really low, not even as good as some American high school students.

"Yes! Of course there is!"

Naturally, Wang Zhe quit. No one was willing to stay on the bench, watching the passage of time and waiting for the death sentence.

"Are you questioning my coaching ability?"

Larry Brown lost his temper on the spot. After coaching for so many years, it was the first time he met a player who dared to challenge the coach openly!

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Snow stood up and said: "Coach, give him some chances. He performed very well on the defensive end tonight. I am willing to give him my playing time. Anyway, the work of the organization has come. Do. There's just so little I can do to help on the court."

Wang Zhe cast a grateful look at Snow.

"Ok."

Larry Brown pondered for a moment, and finally compromised. He stared at Wang Zhe, "But I ugliness it first, if you make another mistake, I will replace you."

"no problem!"

Wang Zhe secretly made up his mind that even if he loses this game, he will still score a goal.

"It's a pity that fortune cookies have been used on CDs. Otherwise, if you eat another piece, you may be able to get a three-pointer in the middle circle."

Wang Zhe muttered in a low voice while walking towards the field.

The game continued, and now there are only four and a half minutes left on the court, and the score, the Lakers still lead by two points.

Tyronn Lue was still chasing Iverson non-stop on the field. When the game came to a showdown, both of them were working hard, and neither of them wanted to give up all their efforts because of slack at the last minute.

Du Guming had no choice but to hold the ball by himself, and it was difficult to bring the ball across the half court under Kobe's strict defense.

"This way!"

Wang Zhe stood within one step of the three-point line and waved to Duguming.

Du Guming was already suffocated by Kobe's defense at this time, seeing the space, he immediately passed the ball over, Wang Zhe caught the ball, and rushed inside with one stride.

"The guy isn't slow."

Duguming thought to himself.

Wang Zhe used his brains this time. With his singles ability, he couldn't score from Fox's defense at all, so he found a new way and decided to make a foul.

Therefore, his entire layup was directed towards Fox, and Fox was caught off guard, and he was really tricked by him.

The referee blows his whistle to signal a foul.

"Hoo hoo..."

Wang Zhe put his hands on his knees, panting heavily. This time he committed a foul, and he has already used all his skills.

"Score a free throw and I can rest safely."

Wang Zhe muttered in his heart and walked to the free throw line.

But he forgot one thing.

Here, but the home court of the Lakers!
When he took the ball, the audience made a loud noise, like [-] million flies hovering around their heads, desperately trying to get into their ear holes.

At the same time, the audience behind the Lakers basket also waved inflatable sticks that interfered with their sight.

"Wang Zhe, you must score a goal, otherwise, you will really die!"

Wang Zhe has never been so nervous in his life.

He kept swallowing his saliva, and his palms were full of sweat. An ordinary basketball seemed to become extremely heavy in his hands.

"If you can't make a shot, your shooting action is not much better than holding a urinal!"

Fox saw Wang Zhe's nervousness and kept stimulating him from the sidelines.

Wang Zhe spat and threw the ball.

Bang!
strike iron.

Wang Zhe's expression became more dignified.

"Second ball."

The referee passes the ball over.

"Wang Zhe, Wang Zhe, you can do it!"

Because he was too nervous, Wang Zhe couldn't even find the rhythm of his usual shooting. After a stiff shot, the basketball slid out of the frame again.

O'Neal grabbed the rebound and threw it directly to the rear of the 76ers. Kobe took the lead and dunked the ball to score. Neither Iverson nor Duguming could catch up with Kobe.

The point difference widened to four points.

"Unfortunately, this free throw was originally a good opportunity to equalize the score."

Changing sides to fight again, Duguming carefully organizes the attack, now they have to ensure the success rate of each ball, at least to ensure that every shot is reasonable.

Duguming and Iverson made a simple screen outside the three-point line, then broke through and passed the ball to Mutombo on the inside. After Mutombo attracted the defense, he immediately transferred the ball to the outside. McGee, McGee then stuffed the ball inside, the basketball went in and out several times, and finally tore through the Lakers' defense and came to Hill at the basket.

Hill shot without thinking, but his luck was so bad that the basketball jumped twice on the hoop and fell from outside the circle.

Kobe launched a fast break again, and Du Guming had to foul Kobe.

Kobe Bryant made two free throws, and the 76ers have fallen behind by six points.

Now the morale of the whole team is a bit sluggish. They missed two free throws and missed open shots. It seems that the goddess of luck is favoring the Lakers.

What could be more depressing?
"There are still 3 minutes, we can still fight!"

Dugu Ming spoke at this time, after experiencing the calamity of breaking his leg, his will was stronger than a rock.

No matter when, he will not give up the game, because once he loses a game, he is one step closer to death.

"That's right!"

Iverson clenched his fists, "We won't be passive forever! Give me the ball, and I'll settle that little guy!"

Iverson's words, like a reassurance, made everyone's hearts settle down. At the most critical moment of the game, only a superstar like Iverson can take on the burden of the team.

Iverson took the ball and signaled for singles. People who can even pass Jordan, why be afraid of Tyronn Lue?

Tyronn Lue stared at Iverson like a falcon. He was full of fighting spirit. He wanted to use a suffocating defense to prove that he was not just a player with a basic salary.

Iverson started to move, and his dribbling rhythm became elusive. Suddenly, he accelerated and rushed towards Tyronn Lue's right hand.

"Is this a feint?"

Tai Lunlu hesitated for a moment, and missed the opportunity.

After Iverson shook off Tylen Lue, he suddenly took a side step and jumped to a 45-degree position. Fox hurried over to defend.

Iverson turned his arm, passed the ball behind his back, and passed the ball to Du Guming at the baseline.

Duguming didn't hesitate to catch the ball, his smooth shooting movement was like mercury pouring down the ground, the basketball crossed a beautiful arc, swish, hollow into the net!
(End of this chapter)