name of champion

Chapter 392
"This is the best offense on earth!" Even if they are loyal fans of the Kings, Kelsen and Carmen have to admit that Otard is indeed the best player on the planet who can put the ball in the basket.

The rest of the third quarter ended in the confrontation between Wang Weiyu and Otard.Of these two people, one plundered with pure personal ability, and the other took care of other teammates, gave full play to their own strengths, and fought back one after another. The scene was evenly matched.

The Boston Celtics scored more fiercely under the leadership of Otard. At the end of the third quarter, the point difference was 5 points.

The jump ball advantage at the beginning allowed the Celtics to hold the ball in the fourth quarter.Otard received the ball from the back, the ball was in his hands, and he was very confident.Only 5 points away, as long as you can score this goal, you will have a chance to catch up to 3 points or even 2 points.

"W, how are you resting?" Otard asked with a smile.Wang Weiyu opened his hands, like a spider spinning a web, blocking Otard within a certain area.Otard looked at the basket, his hands floating.The natural fake movements formed by the eyes and hands blew up Wang Weiyu's army.

Otard's eyes and movements gave Wang Weiyu the illusion that he was going to shoot.Wang Weiyu defended against his shot, but Otard suddenly started and rushed to the basket.

His speed was fast enough, and Wang Weiyu's pursuit speed made him startled.Still able to catch up?Otard looked at Wang Weiyu in disbelief—his defense seemed to get stronger in the finals. How is this possible?Otard was amazed and surprised, after all, he took one step faster, stepped on the last two steps, and Otard glides lightly across the sky.In front of Otard, Jeff Hogan flashed out.

This nasty fellow!Hogan has interfered with Otard's breakthrough several times.Hogan is a thorn in Otard's side, and he wants to get rid of it quickly.Otard's ball soared high into the sky and flew over Hogan's fingertips.

This is a peerless goal when the layup is scored.It's a pity they often don't go into the basket.The same is true for the ball, passing through the basket, walking half a circle on the iron basket and falling.Right under the basket, Duruk Melsa suddenly sprang up, wrapped his hands around the basketball, rode on Hogan's body, and dunked into the basket roaring.

The referee is like a policeman who is eager to make a contribution. He is very sensitive when he finds a clue, so he blew his whistle again.

Jeff Hogan watched the ball fall on his head, only to feel the sound of thunder above his head.As if waking up from a dream, he looked at the referee.That expression vividly conveyed a question - foul?me?

"Oh my god! Jeff Hogan's fifth foul! For Emperor Saravo, who is already stretched inside, there is no worse situation than this!" Carmen sighed for a while, and his tone was full of regret.

"I'm sorry, guys." Hogan knew better than anyone the importance of his current presence on the court.Marley Cecil patted him on the shoulder and comforted him and said, "Brother, your performance is worthy of anyone. If it weren't for you, our inside line would have been penetrated by Boston long ago." "But...but" Hogan said to himself The number of fouls on the body is painful.

He has always been Merris' substitute until today, and he can finally play the most effective role in the team.The current one gave him a heavy hammer, which woke Hogan from his dream.

If Hogan is like this, let alone Merris.He had never hated himself so much as now.When the team needed him most, he could only sit on the sidelines.This was the case at the last minute of the Western Conference tiebreaker not long ago, and it is the same today.

"W, pay them back!" Raglan suggested on the run.Wang Weiyu came after hearing the sound.Since Raglan said so, he must make a shot.He didn't feel good today, but judging from the current rare firepower of the Kings, Raglan is completely the second firepower of the Kings.

Just make this shot to turn things around!Raglan wanted to dispel the impact of Duke's 2+1.That impact wasn't just reducing the margin to 2 points.All he has to do now is to suppress this dull momentum.

"You have nowhere to go!" Gnaxi Outaka felt Raglan's murderous look from Raglan's running position.

"Want to pass the ball again? For God's sake, let's compete with me openly!" Otard didn't want Wang Weiyu to pass the ball.Wang Weiyu had no intention of confronting him.He's waiting for Raglan to get in position, and once Raglan is in position, he can pass the ball in an instant.

Raglan moved around like a snake, and he appeared at the top of the arc a few seconds before the shot clock ran out.Wang Weiyu waited for a long time, and the basketball was passed.

Raglan took the three-pointer, "Go in!"

It was difficult to get in, so Wang Weiyu had to watch the ball hit the basket and come out.Only then did Otard push Wang Weiyu back, "You will lose to me because you trust others too much." "This is why we fought here, and because of this, we will win the final championship." Wang Weiyu responded directly Otard's words.

"When you lose at home, when you watch us lift the Champions Cup in the North Shore Garden, your stubborn mouth should be more honest." Otard said lightly.

As soon as Otard wanted the ball, Peggy refused him: "Otard, some of us scored more easily than you." "Who scored easier than me?" Otard refused to accept scoring.

"You will know after watching this round patiently." After finishing speaking, Peggy passed the ball to Drooker's hands.Standing in front of Duruk was Hogan.With five fouls on his back, Hogan has become a veritable paper tiger. He has no defensive strength and dare not even fight.

Duluke couldn't feel the defense, so he gave a few hugs lightly, and Hogan backed away.Duluke scored layups with cross-steps like playing in a team teaching game.

"Look, is it easier for Duruk to score than you?" Peggy asked.Otard was convinced and had nothing to say: "I admit that it is much easier for Duruk to score than me. If you want to give him the ball, you can give it to him. I have no objection."

"Damn it! They tied!" Bank Stan, who was on the bench, watched anxiously.

Hoover Burns rubbed his fists and said anxiously: "Someone needs to score. If you can't defend, you can only look at the offense." "Attack...it's W's" Andy Clyde prayed for his side .

Just as Wang Weiyu's pick-and-roll was called, Otard and Duruk double-teamed him at the same time.Hogan didn't cut inside and was in a position where he couldn't shoot.His running error made Wang Weiyu fall into an embarrassing situation whether he passed the ball or not.

"Jeff!"

Wang Weiyu made a quick mistake and passed the ball directly into Duruk's hands.

Although it is an inside line, the speed of running at full speed in a straight line is comparable to that of a small guard.Enter the three-point line, stride into the paint area, jump with all your strength, spread your wings like a humanoid roc, and blast the basket.

"The Boston Celtics achieved a comeback! The Kings requested a timeout!"

"In the absence of Merris and Art, Jeff Hogan fouled five times, and the emperor's inside line has no defense at all." Kelsen became worried for the emperor team.Carmen is more pessimistic than him: "What's worse is that Raglan's touch is not good. Meng Ge's offense can't be counted on in the finals. Marley Cecil is scarred and not as brave as before. that is."

"Offense and defense are on W's shoulders."

(End of this chapter)