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Chapter 834 Beat You In The Cruelest Way
834 Beating You in the Cruelest Way
Wang Yi's pass this time made O'Neill, Wade Curry and others on the sidelines all look extremely surprised.

This pass is simply unpredictable.

O'Neill even shouted: "Doctor Strange!"

Curry shook his head again and again: "Through the playback, everyone understands the principle of passing the ball, but ordinary players can't do it at all. You must have a very abnormal arm strength to slice the ball in order to make the ball spin at such a high speed. I'm afraid this guy alone can do it in the entire NBA."

Paul next to him also nodded: "That's right."

Because of Wang Yi's unpredictable passes, the New York Knicks' defense was almost useless.

Especially the inside center Robinson, who looks tall and powerful, stays inside.

As a result, Wang Yi made a stop, and the two insiders of the Kings kept dunking beside him.

Tucker finished the Capela dunk, and Capela finished the Tucker dunk.

So that halfway through the first quarter, the Kings led by 1 points.

This made everyone on the New York Knicks a little frustrated.

They basically played at this rhythm against all other teams, falling behind by six or seven points in the half quarter, and falling behind by nearly 1 points in the first quarter.

They were all impassioned when they played against the Kings, and they vowed that they must not let the Kings break the record on them, and at the same time, they must defeat the Kings and enter the playoffs.

As a result, he played and followed the losing routine.

In fact, although their morale is unmatched in the past.

But Wang Yi's assist for the Kings today was too elusive, making their defense useless.

And their own offense was a bit embarrassing.

So it is not surprising that such a situation occurs.

In fact, this is because Wang Yi mainly passed the ball in the first quarter and did not attack by himself.

Otherwise, the point difference would have been more than ten points at this time.

But even so, the Knicks fans at home still made loud noises to interfere with the Kings' offense, and when the Knicks were attacking, they continued to make encouraging voices.

In particular, Spike Lee, a big fan director of the New York Knicks, stood up and spat trash talk at Wang Yi every time he passed by.

"That's all you can do. Let me see if you have any other skills."

"Little friend, that's right, that's it. Hurry up and lead a little more in the first quarter, otherwise when we really exert our strength in the second quarter, you may be scared to pee."

As for his various trash talks, Wang Yi does not talk to the opponent every time he scores a goal like Reggie Miller.

What he has to do is to lead the team to victory, and it is a big victory.

That's the only way to shut up these guys.

At this time, Rose of the Knicks stepped forward when the team was in trouble.

His dribbling is not as fancy as Wang Yi;

His explosive power is far from being as strong as it was at its peak.

He is just unpretentious and extraordinary, with the help of his teammates' pick-and-roll shots.

Pull to the open three-point line to shoot.

He is not as explosive as he was when he was young, and he is not as fast as he was when he was young.

He looked restrained.

Every action pursues the most efficient.

Never waste an ounce of energy.

Because he is no longer young, his physical fitness can no longer keep up. If even a little bit of energy is wasted, he may not be able to last the last second in the fourth quarter.

Layup;

CIC;

three points;

pass the ball;

rebound;

defense.

He is giving his all to the team.

His beard is not as neatly trimmed and styled as other stars.

His stubble, nearly half an inch long, had obviously never been trimmed.

It makes people look a little haggard, and makes people think that this guy must have experienced many stories.

But his eyes are so determined.

His gaze is no longer like that of Butler and Wang Yi, who has an almost paranoid desire for victory.

He longs for victory, but victory is often far away from him.

So he's just fighting now.

Constantly fighting, win or lose.

Although the championship in my heart seems to have drifted away.

But in this bleak hope, he still wanted to pursue it.

The body is immortal and the mind is immortal.

Even if the hope is slim, I still have to fight.

On the other hand, on the Kings side, today's outside touch is really average.

Only when Wang Yi passed the ball to the bottom of the basket could they succeed in dunking.

CIC and three-pointers are really broken today.

In comparison between the two, the point difference gradually caught up.

With 1 minutes left in the first quarter, the Knicks had caught up and led by two points.

At this time, head coach D'Antoni replaced Wang Yi.

While the record in this game is important to the Kings, the playoffs are even more important.

The playoffs are coming, and he wants Wang Yi to reserve enough energy.

And when Wang Yi was off the field, when he passed by Spike Lee, Spike Lee stood up and pointed fingers at Wang Yi.

"Hey man you look like a deserter."

"Do you know what happens to deserters? Regardless of any country, there is only one punishment for a guy who flees: execute the law on the spot. So you should be pulled out and killed immediately."

Wang Yi just smiled lightly, and walked two steps towards Pikeri with a smile on his face.

"I hope you can still yell at the end of the game."

When he said this, he was not as murderous as before.

Instead, it was a joke between two friends.

Spike Lee still sneered, spreading his hands.

"There's nothing technical about the trash talk you're talking about."

"Not even a three-year-old can be scared."

Wang Yi ignored him and left the game directly.

When he was off the court, Anthony clearly saw that Wang Yi's mood was a little bit wrong.

He put his right hand on Wang Yi's shoulder and said, "Brother, are you all right?"

At this time, D'Antoni has no time to comfort Wang Yi. He knows that Wang Yi does not need comfort, so he is arranging the next play for all players.

"Since our perimeter is inaccurate, then Wang Yi, you should play more pick-and-rolls with Capela."

"Our pick-and-rolls shouldn't be so rigid, and don't be so fixed. Wang Yi can pick-and-roll with Capela, Tucker Barnes, or even Beverly. The more pick-and-rolls we have, the easier it is to create opportunities. "

All the team members nodded.

At this time, Wang Yi raised his head and said to the head coach D'Antoni: "Coach, you don't need to bother, just give me the ball."

D'Antoni shook his head: "Wang, I know what you mean, and I also know that you will definitely win this victory with all your shots, but as the playoffs are approaching, I want you to save your energy and don't want to see you lose your strength because you are too tired. And injuries, do you understand? The most important thing for us is the playoffs, the championship. As for this record, if it can be broken, it will be broken, and if it cannot be broken, then let nature take its course.”

Wang Yi nodded: "Well, what the coach said is reasonable, but I think it's better to give me the ball and leave the defense to others."

As he spoke, Wang Yi glanced at his teammates.

Beverly was already gearing up at this time: "I agree..."

For a mad dog like him, the favorite is defense rather than scoring.

It is his favorite to see Wang Yi take the offense and leave the defense to him.

Tucker, Capela and Barnes also nodded.

In fact, this style of play is their most efficient style of play.

It's just that the coach has always said that Wang Yi's physical fitness should be preserved, so they rarely use this style of play.

But today, since the whole audience is in Fake King, let Wang Yi show off.

See if he is their fuck king or king fuck them?

(End of this chapter)