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Chapter 33 Tang Qian's Calculation

This ball, I, Marcus, have it covered!
Feeling that his right hand had covered the basketball, Marcus Fizer secretly said "conclusively".

Um?This kid has so much strength? !
Still want to struggle?let me down!

Marcus's right hand has exerted strength. When he played in the NBA, his physical size has always been a place he is proud of.Even now that he is getting older and his strength has weakened, he is still "a skinny camel is bigger than a horse". Ordinary players are almost no match for him in this area.So Marcus felt to himself that Tang Qian was "dying to death" and "a trapped beast still fighting".

That's a lot of power, but... don't try to stop me! ! !

As soon as Tang Qian gritted his teeth, the muscles all over his body tensed up, and the blue veins on his arms also emerged vividly.

Give me... get out of the way! ! !

bang~
beep~
Tang Qian threw the basketball in his hand with brute force, and immediately after that, Marcus' right hand slipped and patted Tang Qian's forearm firmly.

There is no doubt that this is a thug foul.

hateful!

Just when Marcus was annoyed, a moderate "swipe" sound made him suddenly petrified, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Not only was the thug fouled, but he also made the shot? ? ?
ANDONE! ! !

Tang Qian stood on the free throw line, made a decisive shot, and made an extra free throw with a "swipe".

"There are only 27 points left now, isn't it? Mr. Marcus." Tang Qian said to Marcus Fizer after making a free throw.

"Bastard! You Chinese boy! You wait for me!"

Provoked by Tang Qian, Marcus Fizer started to take the initiative to one-on-one.

And when it comes to one-on-one, Tang Qian may be a bit behind on the offensive end, but on the defensive end, he is not weak at all.The five defensive crystal bricks are the proof.It was enough, more than enough, to deal with Marcus, who was already going downhill.

"Do you want to hit me single? I admit that your defensive skills are very strong, but your offense is about the same as mine. It may not be much better." Tang Qian opened his arms and looked at Marcus Feizer who was holding the ball in front of him. Erdao.

"Dog, fart!!!" Marcus Fizer really looked at Tang Qian's face more and more disliked, and immediately yelled: "I'm here to blow you up!!!"

Marcus Fizer is not the kind of power forward who is good at attacking. Although he is physically strong, his movement speed is relatively average. Therefore, his single-handed play with the ball tends to be more like an ordinary center inside.Using strength and body to force the defenders, just like the ball played by Tang Qian in singles just now, there is no reason to speak, it is completely leaning on the opponent, and then hitting hard.

For the first ball, Tang Qian didn't react at all because of his inexperience. When he came back to his senses and wanted to stop it, it was too late and he could only watch Marcus make a goal.But this ball is not that simple. Tang Qian, who is fully focused, is waiting to compete with Marcus Fizer.

Sure enough, it was the same as before!
Do you think I will be caught off guard?
Marcus Fizer leaned on Tang Qian, and was about to take off to make a move, but found that the opponent's big hand was already lying in front of his eyes.

Nope, not enough shooting space!

Marcus Fizer immediately judged that, in fact, at this time, the best way is to pass the ball, using the small cooperation in the internal pass to tear apart the defender's internal defense.But Marcus couldn't do this, because he said just now that he wanted to blow up Tang Qian, and he passed the ball in a blink of an eye. Wouldn't he admit defeat?Marcus Fizer didn't want to lose face, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight to the end.

Damn it, why is this Chinese kid's defense so tight?
Seeing that Marcus Fizer couldn't find a shot after a few confrontations, he felt a little anxious.

Damn it!If he was young, he would definitely be able to take off and score directly!This damn body, this damn body!

Don't think that Marcus Fizer is a little "helpless", that is, his ability to score points is problematic.In fact, more than ten years ago, he was also a scoring maniac in college, and even led the scoring list of the Big [-] league alone.But the problem is that he is really at a disadvantage against Tang Qian. Whether it is height or wingspan, he is much inferior to the latter. Not too possible.

So the result of continuing to fight hard was to get a solid hat from Tang Qian.

But simply this big hat helped Marcus "cool down". He knew that it was not so easy for him to beat Tang Qian one-on-one.

Turning their heads to defend, Marcus and Tang Qian became more and more entangled. Like ancient monsters, they kept colliding and screaming in the Santa Cruz Warriors' penalty area.

But judging from the scene, Marcus still has a slight advantage.

After all, Tang Qian's weight is too different from Marcus's, so in this static power game, his disadvantage is obvious.

Maybe Marcus's bench press strength is not as good as Tang Qian's right now, but in this kind of hand-to-hand combat in a very small range, the heavier side is undoubtedly more stable and less likely to lose position.

This kind of intensity of hand-to-hand combat is naturally a huge torture for Tang Qian. Whether it is physically or mentally, this feeling is no better than peeling skin.However, this is both pain and tempering. The long-term confrontation with domestic insiders has made Tang Qian forget this moment of "going to be immortal", and he wants to truly transform and stand out from a large number of professional players. This difficulty must be overcome.

Physical confrontation has always been the weakness of athletes of the yellow race. If Tang Qian can't solve this problem, then let alone the NBA, and even the NBDL, he won't be able to do well.

Damn it, since you are big and strong, then I will fight with you to be young, and then I will fight with you for physical strength!Such an intense entanglement is definitely a major test for physical strength. I want to see who can't hold it first!Who will confess first! ! !
when~
Since Tang Qian didn't succeed in finding a position, the defender had to play singles on the outside line. Unfortunately, the result was not satisfactory.

The Santa Cruz Warriors attacked, Tang Qian saw Marcus's position, and immediately said: "What's wrong? Mr. Marcus, are you going to blow me up?"

"Chinese kid, you are right about one thing. To beat you, to beat the Los Angeles defenders, you don't have to be one-on-one with me. I just need to win in the end, right?" Ma Ku Tang Qian was a little surprised by Si Feizel's calm reaction. He lamented that this person who has played in the NBA really has top-notch adjustment ability, which is far behind ordinary professional players.

But Mr. Marcus, you probably haven't figured it out yet.

Things have progressed to the present, but they are not out of my control.

You will still lose.

You Warriors will still lose.

There is no doubt about that!

Even if you regain your composure quickly, that's the same, that's all right! ! !

The goddess of victory is already waving to our defenders.

PS: There have been too many things recently, going to work, quarreling, moving, alas, but there will still be a lot of updates from Xiaozi. After a few days of busy work, Xiaozi will explode once.How much do you think is cool? ^_^!

(End of this chapter)