NBA: I'm really the Chosen One

Chapter 209
Home of the Portland Rose Garden.

The audience was in darkness, and the spotlight was on Li Zheng's side. Li Zheng calmly got up from his seat under the attention of all the people, and clapped hands with his teammates, his pace was as lazy as a walk.

Stoudemire kept licking his chapped lips, excited and nervous at the same time. He had imagined that this day would come, but he still felt that it was too unreal when this moment came. He and Li Zheng finally stood on the same stage as opponents.

Stoudemire is not a person who likes to nostalgia, especially those stupid moments in his life, but that friend who almost ruined all his reputation is still unforgettable to him. If Li Zheng hadn’t forgave him and led him to fight against the Dream Six, he might have been forced to fade out of the league due to misunderstanding and isolation. Even the teammates of the team chose to ignore and isolate him. For Stoudemire, Li Zheng not only saved his Dream Six career, but also saved his career.

Although he is older than Li Zheng, Li Zheng is like a big brother to him in both behavior and thought, with a hard-working professional attitude, a mental will to devote himself to training and competition, as well as the training and improvement of his golf quotient and skills; Stoudemire has a lot of words of gratitude in his heart, but he no longer likes to express his true inner thoughts in front of the media. He has grown into a real man.

"Amare, why are your hands shaking?" Nash joked while stretching his legs and stretching his muscles.

"It's too hot, I'm just cooling down." Stoudemire said to Nash with a smile, and raised his right hand to pretend to be burned. Stoudemire's teammates laughed out loud at his funny look.

"It's time." Nash breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Li Zheng full of firmness and determination.

Stoudemire nodded silently. He owed everyone in the Suns a championship ring last year because of his impulsiveness and naivety. Now is the time to repay the debt.

"Enter the dragon. You can't judge the strength of the Phoenix Suns just by their rankings. You can see that it took them five games to take down the No. [-] Hornets in the Western Conference. To be honest, if Paul's performance was a little bit worse in that game, he would have been swept away. It's not that the Hornets are too weak, but the Suns didn't work hard in the regular season this year. They are different from the Blazers. They began to consciously rotate their lineup in early April, earlier than the Spurs." Zhang Weiping continued to explain the background of the game to the entire Chinese audience. Showcasing his depth of knowledge, he sees the Suns as a formidable opponent for the Blazers.

"The Suns are a dual-core team. We must see Stoudemire's progress. The most surprising thing is that he can be compatible with O'Neal. In the past few years, Stoudemire has been focusing on inside offense. After giving up the low post for O'Neal, he not only maintained a strong firepower on the offensive end, but his excellent performance on the defensive end is even more amazing." Yu Jia quickly added while Zhang Weiping turned off the fire.

"But I don't like this man. His offenses to Yao Ming are very inappropriate. He owes Yao Ming a formal apology."

"Teacher Zhang is still so straightforward."

"To put it simply, the Blazers are looking at Li Zheng. The Suns rely on many points. O'Neal and Nash Stoudemire are all people who can change the trend of the game. This is a tough battle for the Blazers. Li Zheng should play more."

"What Mr. Li Zhang said is still so objective, okay, the game will start soon, let's pay attention to the field and send a text message xxx"

"I've got the jump ball, kid," O'Neill whispered to Przybilla.

Pulzbilla's face was serious. Although O'Neal was no longer the destructive shark at his peak, it was a difficult task for him to resist this MVP-level guy.

The referee threw the ball up, O'Neill jumped up high and turned the ball back, Pulzbila was stunned, because O'Neal's flexible appearance was not at all like a 35+ old player.

Li Zheng returned to the backcourt indifferently. He was satisfied that the collapse of the world did not act as a monster. If O'Neal and Nash were given a buff to rejuvenate their youth, then this round of the series would not be able to go on anyway. Now such a fair, just and real battle is exactly what Li Zheng is looking forward to.

The Trail Blazers starting lineup is center Pulzbila, power forward Zach Randolph, small forward Aldridge, shooting guard Roy, and point guard Lee Jung. The Blazers' theoretically strongest lineup is also the list that McMillan made after careful consideration.

The Suns' starting lineup is center O'Neal, power forward Stoudemire, small forward Grant Hill, shooting guard Barbosa, point guard Nash, and Lagabell.

Nash dribbled the ball forward calmly, constantly changing direction and feinting under the crotch, as if to tempt Li Zheng to steal. Li Zheng stretched out his hand to try to steal, and Nash pulled the ball back with one hand, but this feint did not work, because Li Zheng's steal was also a feint.

"The conversation between the two MVPs, oh, it's really the feeling of a confrontation," Zhang Weiping said enthusiastically, "Nash represents the most traditional point guard, who organizes the team and makes his teammates better. Li is a new type of point guard. How can he make his teammates play easily? As long as he is a big enough offensive threat, his teammates will naturally have vacancies."

"What can't be ignored is Li Zheng's obsession with technical refinement and training after possessing physical talent. I watched them train during the national team training camp. That kind of training intensity is quite contrary to human nature." Yu Jia said with emotion.

"Li Zheng's good physique is also developed through intensive training. In the NBA, there are many black players who can jump high and run fast. There are really few young players who can make steady progress like Li Zheng."

Nash looked at the timer that had passed more than ten seconds. Li Zheng's defense was still impeccable. He stretched out his index finger and made a pick-and-roll tactical gesture.

"Wow! Steve Nash! Passed Lee! So smart, this level of golf intelligence is really that I might not even find his ball anywhere, really." ESPN studio Barkley exclaimed.

The time for Li Zheng to turn his head was extremely short, but it was enough for Nash. One had been premeditated for a long time, and the other was caught off guard. This time difference was enough for a defender.

After the basketball left Nash's hands, a white figure descended from the sky. His big hand grabbed the basketball flying in the air abruptly. Nash showed a helpless expression. He didn't feel the bitterness of being caught, but was more curious about Li Zhenggang's jump height.

(End of this chapter)