NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

Chapter 1743 The Ultimate of Violent Aesthetics: Smashing Backboards
The director showed the camera over and over again the sneaker that Wang Yi stomped on.

The spectators who were closer to the sidelines of the scene took out their mobile phones to take pictures of Wang Yi's trampled sneaker, while some spectators who were far away could only use their mobile phones to take pictures of the sneaker on the big screen.

At this time, the camera at the scene seemed to have discovered a new world, pointing the camera at the place where Wang Wangyi stepped on his sneakers just now.

I saw a long black mark left on the wooden floor.

Just now, the cameramen, security guards, cheerleaders, etc. all rushed onto the stadium after the timeout, so no one noticed this black mark.

The cameraman took a close-up of the blot.

Then render it on the big screen.

"Oh------"

The commotion at the scene was even louder.

Not only did it explode the sneakers, but it also left such a long black mark on the floor.

This power can be called the combination of the peak James and the peak Fat Tiger Zion.

This once again caused a commotion at the scene.

At this time, Wang Yi put on a new pair of sneakers as if nothing had happened, and then stomped on the ground.

Then play again.

Watching the audience at the scene constantly taking pictures of their broken sneakers and the black marks on the floor, each one of them kept exclaiming.

Wang Yi shook his head.

Look at all of you who have never seen the world.

Amidst the loud exclamations at the scene, the referee announced that the game would continue.

But when the referee just announced the game to continue, the Bucks called another timeout.

Because coach Buden feels that the Bucks players are still immersed in the shock of what just happened.

If you put yourself into the game in this state, you will only be abused.

So let them take it easy.

In fact, he really didn't know what to say to the players during this timeout, because he had emphasized everything that should be emphasized more than once before.

But that guy Wang Yi seemed to be on drugs today, he was too violent.

This directly led to a great improvement in the morale of the Kings, while on the contrary, the morale of the Bucks fell to the bottom.

Now he seemed to stress that nothing was going to help.

But as the head coach calls a timeout and doesn't say anything, wouldn't that be too amateurish.

So he could only bite the bullet and said: "Everyone can see that they will still play Wang in the future, and they will still give the ball to Wang at the last moment."

"So we only need to defend against the king now."

"And if you want to defend Wang, you can't wait for him to catch the ball before defending. What we have to do is to prevent him from catching the ball."

"Two guys double-team him before he catches the ball. Let him never get the ball, understand?"

Everyone nodded.

At present, it seems that this is the only way to prevent Wang Yi from scoring.

So after playing again.

The two guards of the Bucks clung to Wang Yi and refused to let him catch the ball.

However, Wang Yi's strength was so violent at this time, the two people tried to block his position with their bodies, but Wang Yi just rubbed lightly, and the two separated to the two sides.

Wang Yi got the ball easily.

Then Wang Yi quickly dribbled to the frontcourt.

It was Antetokounmpo who was marking Wang Yi in the frontcourt.

Seeing that Wang Yi got rid of the two defenders and rushed over, he immediately grunted and swallowed.

Today, Wang Yi's rage is far higher than before. It is really hard for him to imagine what will happen if he collides with Wang Yi?
At this time, Wang Yi had already crossed the center line and headed directly to the inside of the three-point line.

At this time, Brother Antetokounmpo saw Wang Yi rushing over so violently, he quickly stood one step behind the free throw line.

He made up his mind that this ball will not confront Wang Yi head-on.

Instead, after Wang Yi passed by, he was pulled down directly.

In short, he must not be allowed to behave like this in his home court again.

However, when Wang Yi ran to the three-point line, he suddenly threw the ball at the backboard.

Brother Antetokounmpo subconsciously thought that Wang Yi was passing an alley-oop, so he turned around quickly.

At the same time, both Wiggins and Bond thought it was an alley-oop, and they hurried to the basket to catch the ball.

Soon, however, all three of them realized that this wasn't an alley-oop.

Because the ball is thrown too high, even at the height of Antetokounmpo, it is impossible to reach the ball.

Just when the three of them were stunned, Wang Yi had already taken off from the free throw line.

Passed by Antetokounmpo in an instant.

The next moment, the man was in the air, grabbing the rebounding basketball with both hands.

After that, the whole person drew a huge arc, like a meteorite hitting the basket directly.

At the same time, there was a roar in his throat that seemed to be the same as when Pangu created the world.

"what--------"

This roar resounded throughout the Buddali Center Arena.

The eardrums of the players and fans on the sidelines seemed to be pierced.

next moment.

Wang Yi held the ball high above his head with both hands, and the muscles of his arms bulged like two hills.

The whole person is in a C shape from hands to toes.

Halfway through the flight, the C-shape, like a bow, suddenly bounced back and became an inverted C-shape.

next moment.

rumbling ——————

Mars hits the earth, and thunder hits the earth.

Hit hard at the basket.

Whoa!

Accompanied by a crunch.

The plexiglass backboard suddenly made a rattling sound.

Broken glass particles poured down from Wang Yi's head like a torrential rain.

The joints at the back of the basket seemed to be unable to bear the huge force any longer, and after shaking it twice, it finally folded back.

And behind the basket, the dozen or so spectators ran away screaming again.

At this time, Wang Yi, after landing, was holding the basket with one hand.

Bathed in that pouring rain of glass.

When all the plexiglass shattered and fell to the ground, the ears were finally quiet.

At this moment, the entire Bradley Center fell into dead silence again, and this time it fell into dead silence for a long time.

The bald-headed commentator and the plaid shirt commentator on the sidelines seemed to have forgotten all the words they had learned before, as if they had thrown away all their previous commentary experience.

The two looked at Wang Yi in amazement as if they were coming to this world for the first time.

Players on both sides, whether they were Kings players or Bucks players, all held their heads in their hands at this time, looking at Wang Yi on the court in disbelief.

And all the beautiful cheerleaders on the scene looked at this oriental man in surprise.

The more than 18500 spectators in the stands all looked at Wang Yi with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

Especially the flower-armed man.

He called Wang Yi a softie before, but at this moment, in addition to being deeply shocked, he also felt deep fear.

He regretted calling Wang Yi a softie before.

If this is called a soft egg, then what is he?
Mud?

(End of this chapter)