Nba: Most Talented

Wang Shuo, who just ran past him, glanced at him.

Han Bing also frowned, and seemed to realize that this would not work.

"Be serious, everyone, don't foul again, Dahui, you have fouled four times, and you only have one chance."

Dahui said nothing, as if~ she had nothing to say.

This state attracted the ridicule of the Knicks players.

"You people can only play half the game. In the second half, your physical strength will be exhausted, and you will be very sick, like a bitch."

"Who do you think is a bitch?" Wei Ming couldn't help but said angrily.

"It's about you. If you have the ability, you can overtake. Open your eyes and see the score."

Wei Ming hated him, "Just wait, we will definitely catch up."

"It's useless to talk big, you have to show your real strength."

Han Cheng hurriedly pulled Wei Ming away, and announced loudly, "Listen up, everyone, be steady, don't let the opponent score again.

"It's up to you, right?" The Knicks players yelled, both in words and in their expressions, showing extreme contempt.

Han Cheng ignored it and continued to say to everyone, "We are not afraid of losing, and we can afford to lose, but we must show our truest strength and not be underestimated by others. Come on everyone."

The team members responded one after another.

Nix's heart tightened, looking at the situation, are these people going to overtake?

From what I know about Yang Xu and his players, they are the best at spiritual encouragement.

As long as such encouragement is carried out, it is time for the players to start counterattacking.

This time, the Knicks will wait and see what will happen.

The team members really cheered up and encouraged each other, and then began to fight fiercely.

Nix watched intently, Yang Xu's players seemed to have suddenly awakened, and began to attack the city.

He looked at the score board and the timetable while watching the situation on the court.

He hoped that time would pass faster, and it would not be difficult for the opponent to overtake the opportunity.

Finally, there is still one minute left, and the destination score is still nine points away.

Knicks was thinking in his heart that no matter how hard the opponent tried to catch up, in this only one minute, there was absolutely no way to recover.

The hanging heart finally let go, and they won this game for sure.

The sweaty Han Cheng lifted up his clothes and wiped his sweat, "I said, can we work harder?"

…… Ask for flowers…………

"No matter how hard you try, it's useless." The opponent's team members laughed, "You don't even look at how much time you have left."

They seemed to be so focused on playing that they didn't even have time to look at the time, probably because they thought there was plenty of time.

"We lost." Wang Shuo stood there dumbfounded as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him.

"Don't look sick, okay?" Dahui roared, "Even if there is still a minute, we can't give up.

"Yes, don't give up."

The enthusiasm of the players is burning again.

"What a bunch of fools."

"Still stupid."

"Oh, playing with such a group of people is really cheap."

Faced with their taunts, the team members turned a deaf ear, as if they could do a lot of things in this minute, and they could change the trend of the game.

Yang Xu, who had been as steady as a mountain, finally stood up.

This action made Nix's heart tighten.

What is he going to do? Isn't it also a spiritual encouragement? This is Yang Xu's usual method.

After thinking about it, even so, it is impossible to get nine points in one minute. .