NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

Chapter 112
Wang Yi sat down on the bench, looked up and put his head on the back of the chair, panting heavily.

It feels like the oxygen inhaled is not enough to replenish the body's consumption.

Eyes stared at the bright lights of the dome.

It was like seeing the light of heaven.

Am I exhausted!
If he hadn't had to listen to the coach's arrangement of offense and defense in overtime at this time, he would have been lying on the floor at this time.

Because lying down is the fastest recovery position.

He has only one thought now: rest.

However, when the referee called the players to enter the field, Wang Yi stood up abruptly.

The exhaustion of the body, the sleepiness of the legs, and the nausea of ​​breathing are all forgotten at this moment.

He is eager to fight!
Fight to the death!

The coach looked at Wang Yi, who was pale but with burning eyes, and asked the question that he had asked many times before:
"King, are you okay?"

Wang Yi nodded without hesitation:

"We can fight another three hundred rounds!"

From a young age he loved to fight.

Small enough to play snowball fights, big enough to participate in various competitions held in the city.

The more important the game, the stronger the opponent, the more excited he is.

He is even more excited to be able to play against the Big Three of the Nets.

Three British battle Lu Bu!
Just thinking about it makes one's blood boil.

It's a pity that there is an extra James by his side, with thick eyebrows.

Or put some crotons in the water of the two of them, so that they can't play.

I am Lu Bu!

cough cough...

Wang Yi found that his thoughts had broken down a bit.

Who among the three is more like Lu Bu?
The old man did his part.

In addition to the different nationalities, in other respects, whether it is stature or bravery, the old man can definitely be called the current Lu Bu.

Quietly hack it—for the three surnames, hehe...

Of course, this is just Wang Yi's funny idea.

He thinks there is nothing wrong with players choosing teams.

The team can trade the player to another team without the player's knowledge, why can't the player choose the team he likes?
After all, the NBA is a business league.

It's all just business.

At this time, in the midst of all eyes, overtime began.

Both sides fielded a full lineup.

Even if the stamina bar of the main players is on the verge of depletion, and many substitute players are full of stamina, no coach dares to replace the substitute players at such a juncture.

The two sides jumped the ball again at midfield.

The Nets jumped to the ball first.

Harden dribbled the ball across the half, and Wang Yi immediately posted it.

There is a skill in defending the hero Harden: never start.

As long as you make a move, Harden's passive will be triggered-touch porcelain.

Pengcier skill description: The enemy defensive player is fouled once.If the enemy player commits six fouls, he will die automatically and there will be no chance of resurrection.When the enemy player's rage is full, a technical foul will be triggered, and the serious one will be expelled directly.Our players have a certain chance to score 1 point (up to 4 points).

So it's a pretty strong passive.

Harden hit overtime at this time, and his physical fitness was on the verge of exhaustion.

The feet are already a little soft.

After a few shakes, he handed the ball to Irving.

As soon as Irving faces James, he will trigger another passive: wanting to prove himself.

He continuously changed directions behind his back, and at a certain moment, he suddenly turned to the left.

But in the middle of the turn, he suddenly turned back and tried to break through from the right.

But James and Irving have been teammates for so long, and he is more familiar with Irving than his wife.

He knew how many hairs Owen had grown on his legs.

Coupled with the fact that his legs are forked, he is just like a bully.

Very large area.

Owen couldn't break through at all.

Seeing that 24 seconds are coming, Irving can only face James and make a strong three-pointer.

James jumped high, reached out directly, and dropped the racket.

Wang Yi next to him got the ball and was about to launch a fast break.

Seeing that Wang Yi was about to get the ball, James had already rushed forward.

But at this time, Durant had already rushed over and blocked Wang Yi's passing route.

Seeing this, Wang Yi could only pull the ball and turn to the left.

But Owen on the left has also rushed over to attack.

As long as Wang Yi pulls the ball to the left, he will definitely pull the ball into Griffin's arms.

Wang Yi is also keenly aware of this.

So he didn't pull the ball to the end.

But halfway through the pull, when his back was facing Durant, he suddenly raised his right hand and threw the ball back over his head.

Durant didn't expect Wang Yi to make such a move at all, so he didn't reach out at all.

The basketball went over his head and across half court.

Like a precise guided missile, it bombarded not far from the basket.

At this time, the old man was also chatting with a teenager madness, soaring into the air.

To everyone's horror, James, who had just passed his 38th birthday, almost flattened his head after flying into the air.

Boom!
There was a bang from the basket.

The basketball hoop kept shaking back and forth, crying out to the world about the brutal behavior of the brutal old man.

This ball instantly detonated the audience.

Whether it's Wang Yi's pass or the old man's dunk.

People couldn't help cheering and applauding.

Looking back, the Nets attacked.

At this time Harden's feet were weak, and Irving was exhausted.

Only Durant is still waving the death scythe tirelessly.

When he turned around, it was a chasing three-pointer!
Looking back, Wang Yi broke into the inside, and after receiving a pass from James, it seemed to be a mid-range shot.

But before making a move, he gave Nongmei a look.

Thick eyebrows understand.

Lean on Griffin.

As soon as the ball was shot, O'Neal said, "It's short!"

Mike *Bri also nodded: "It's short!"

However, after the ball flew over Griffin's head, thick eyebrows suddenly jumped.

Only then did Griffin react, and quickly followed suit.

However, it was too late.

He is no longer the white monster he used to be.

Moreover, not only is he taller than Nongmei, but his arm span is also far inferior to Nongmei.

Short hands are his flaw.

Nongmei caught the ball with one hand in the air, as if he was going to drown the person in the water tank, and pressed the ball hard into the basket.

Until this time, many players on the field reacted.

O'Neill also reacted:
"It's a pass!"

Mike Bree's face darkened.

Damn, how did this guy's head grow?

He fooled everyone with the pass again.

In the Tencent NBA live broadcast, Ke Fan seemed to have discovered something while enjoying the replay of this wonderful goal, and said:

"Look at Brother Yi's little eyes before he passed the ball. When the thick eyebrows see this look, they understand it."

"Is this the legendary Eyebrow Pass?"

He passed the ball with this eyebrow, which made Su Qun laugh out loud.

Mina also laughed wildly.

The audience on the bullet screen also sent out:
"Eye pass, LSP!"

"Hahahaha, I learned it. It turns out that this is how to pass the ball with eyebrows, brother Yi LSP!"

"Ke Fan, please look down, your button is off. Brother Yi LSP!"

If Wang Yi knew, he would have to complain again.

It's none of my business for Ke Fan to drop his button?

I didn't pick it off.

　Thanks for the 1666 tip of "Zi"
　　
　
(End of this chapter)