Above All Beings in the NBA

Zen master can only force this group of rookies to stand up and share some of the firepower for Wang Hao, and they can also maintain Wang Hao's physical strength. It represents infinite possibilities, and Zen Master is also willing to help these children fight for that goal.

Chapter 270 Can You Win Anywhere?

On May 5, Game 7 of the Western Conference Semifinals kicked off at the Staples Center.

Lakers starting: Wang Hao, Gasol, Tucker, Nick Young, Lu Wei.

Jazz starting: Okur, Boozer, Kirilenko, Ronnie Brewer, Deron.

"Charles, the Lakers directly mentioned Nick Young and Lu Wei, who played well on the court, to the starting lineup in this game. Isn't Zen master afraid of them and Wang Hao stealing the ball?"

"Hehe! Kenny, so you can only be a role player. Wang Hao's high score is not based on the number of shots stacked. Look at his shooting percentage. With the same number of shots, no one in the league can score more than that. He is tall, and if the Lakers want to go further, someone must stand up to share the pressure for Wang Hao, Kobe's return date is uncertain, Gasol is the first time past the first round of the playoffs, the Lakers are still too young."

Barkley sighed.

At the start of the game, Wang Hao jumped the ball to win.

Lu Wei did not pass the ball to Wang Hao as usual, but passed it to Nick Young.

Nick Young's success rate against Ronnie Brewer is higher than Lu Wei's against Deron.

Nick Young and Lu Wei also recognized their positions. They are the vanguard of the Lakers. They will take the lead in the charge. It would be best if they can end in one wave.

Swish!

Through the pick-and-roll with Gasol, Yang Shaoxia got a fleeting opportunity and made a three-pointer without hesitation.

"nice shot."

Wang Hao touched Yang Shaoxia's head to show encouragement.

"Boss, can you not touch your head?"

Taking advantage of Yu Wei who scored the goal, Yang Shaoxia protested weakly.

"Floating?"

Wang Hao's eyebrows twitched.

"No, I didn't wash my hair today."

Yang Shaoxia muttered weakly.

……

The Jazz attack, Okur withdraws to the three-point line, Kirilenko is cruising on the flank, Brewer stands outside the three-point line, looking for opportunities, Deron is also playing pick-and-roll with Boozer.

"Everyone performs their duties, which is interesting."

Looking at the positions of several people as if measured by a ruler, and the distance was just right, Wang Hao couldn't help but praise Sloan. This completely turned the team into an army, and it's no wonder that Deron resisted later.

However, Deron obviously underestimated Gasol's defensive ability and Tucker's defense speed.

As soon as Gasol was delayed, Tucker stepped directly onto Deron's path, and Lu Wei also ran directly to Kirilenko.

"Fuck!"

I thought it was a perfect match, but it turned out to be useless at all, except for Kirilenko and him changing defenders, but is Kirilenko's three-pointer reliable?

Although he was beating his heart, Kirilenko had the best chance no matter how he looked at it, and Deron passed the ball directly.

"Oh, damn it, you're throwing, you're hitting your grandma's leg."

Seeing that Kirilenko did not take advantage of his height, but chose to break through, Deron almost swears.

The helpless Deron could only withdraw to outside the three-point line, and took Tucker away by the way, trying to create space for Kirilenko.

"Floating?"

When Wang Hao saw Kirilenko, he felt that he had to go inside, and was unhappy. He exchanged glances with Gasol, and the two responded immediately. Gasol stepped towards Okur and controlled Anju in one shot. Within the enveloping range, Wang Hao rushed into the inside line at full speed.

"Come down you."

Wang Hao raised his hands directly, and pressed down the one who was dribbling the ball.

"Iron lock Hengjiang? Evil ghost knocking on the door?" Director Zhang felt that he was at a loss for words at this moment.

Yang Yi, the same partner, didn't know what to say, this ball was simply too shocking.

At this moment, if Wang Hao knew the mood of the commentators, he would definitely pretend to be 13 and say: "Basic exercise, everyone sits, don't be 6"

Seeing that the referee didn't intend to whistle, Sloan became angry and roared loudly, "Murder, he's murdering."

In a blink of an eye, he looked at his beloved disciple who was lying on the ground in pain, and there was deep worry in his eyes.

The referee looked at Sloan, and then at Kirilenko lying on the ground. After all, his sympathy erupted. He didn't blow Sloan away, but only gave a warning. It happened that the big screen released the details of Brother Yang's generation of blocks.

Simply put, just two words, clean.

It is worth mentioning that Kirilenko himself even made an action of bending his knees and raising his legs, which was also clear at a glance.

"In just one round, Wang Hao is like the Jazz announcing the sovereignty of Staples."

Director Zhang said.

"This is a bit harsh."

Partner Yang Yi said with lingering fear.

"From the replay, we can see that Wang Hao's ball was very clean. I can only blame Kirilenko for his bad luck. He misestimated the strength of both sides."

As the team doctor carried Kirilenko down for treatment, the game resumed.

Sloan replaced Kirilenko with Matt Halprin.

"Facts have proved that the inside of the Lakers with Wang Hao is still a no-fly zone for major teams."

Barkley said with lingering fear.

"Charles, do you think so?"

Kenny Smith rarely heard such high praise from his old partner.

"It's not just me, even if Malone comes back, the ending will be like this. Wang Hao's physical fitness can still run rampant in our era."

Barkley said solemnly.

"Hey! I don't know how the Jazz, who lost a general at the beginning, will deal with this game."