NBA: I'm really the Chosen One

Chapter 210 Make yourself smart
Li Zheng grabbed the ball with one hand and put it behind his back. Nash returned to the defense nonchalantly, as if nothing had happened. This shows the strong psychological quality of the MVP.

"What an exaggeration, how high did he jump just now?" Nash actually smiled, and the Suns all looked at him with weird eyes, and they could still laugh after being caught in such a way. If he wasn't for Nash, he should have been reprimanded by the coach and replaced.

"Lee is indeed a monster." Stoudemire wanted to comfort Nash when he came to him. Seeing that Nash was in a relaxed mood, he was also relieved. Their belief in pursuing victory was as firm as iron, and this kind of humiliating hat-grabbing could not shake them at all.

"The state is brave. We have to use plan b." Nash said lightly. As a veteran player who has experienced the storm, he has been a substitute, a starter, a younger brother, an MVP and a leader. Li Zheng's cap-grabbing is indeed shocking, but for a person who is determined to win, it is just a 2-point opportunity destroyed, nothing more.

"Shall I come?" Roy said to Li Zheng. Li Zheng shook his head, but brought the ball to the frontcourt himself. Randolph actively demanded a position. The absolute difference in weight made it difficult for Stoudemire to parry. Li Zheng hit the ground with precision.

After the goal, Randolph clenched his fists vigorously, and then glared at Stoudemire. Stoudemire ignored Randolph's provocation and exchanged defenses with O'Neal.

McMillan waved his hands vigorously. Adjusting Aldridge to a small forward is an extremely risky step. Although this configuration is the strongest strength of the Blazers on paper, Aldridge is a big man of 2 meters.

On the offensive end, let Aldridge bully the old Hill. Randolph used the tonnage to attack Stoudemire solidly. On the defensive end, Przybilla and Randolph's double meat shield configuration is enough to limit O'Neal, Aldridge's defense, and Roy.
This is the lineup with the highest success rate after careful analysis by McMillan. As for how to deal with the perimeter of Nash and Barbosa. McMillan looked at Li Zheng, who was high-fiving Randolph on the field with a calm face.
"Good shot." Nash dribbled the ball across half court unhurriedly, and combed his flowing hair with his hands.

"You are suitable for a short haircut. It looks too greasy." Li Zheng replied to Nash with a smile, his tone was relaxed but his body was tense, ready to deal with Nash's attack at any time.

"You're too nervous." The basketball paused slightly in Nash's hands, Li Zheng's eyes turned cold, Stoudemire blocked Li Zheng's way from the side, and Nash had already gone away with the help of Stoudemire's solid pick-and-roll.

Aldridge reached out to block Nash's breakthrough. Nash's speed was not fast. After the pick-and-roll got rid of Li Zheng, he didn't have room to change direction or pause again to get rid of Adele.

Not surprisingly, Adelaide was played by Nash. This was an exquisite pass. Stoudemire shot out from the side and firmly caught the ball from Nash.

"Hiss." McMillan snapped off one of his beards. He really wanted to accuse Adelaide of not obeying his arrangement, but Nash's experience was too sophisticated. If Adelaide didn't jump, this pass would turn into an easy layup at any time.

The bully Amare Stoudemire received a Nash pick-and-roll pass in the penalty area. Normally, it was an unsuspecting 2-pointer. Portland fans watched the field anxiously, imagining that Stoudemire made a mistake. Stoudemire's knees were slightly bent and his calf muscles were tense. He was about to perform a dunk under everyone's attention. Randolph's body that wanted to defend was blocked by O'Neal.
"Pass the ball?" Barkley shouted loudly, because Stoudemire seemed to have eyes in the back of his head and found Li Zheng who was chasing after him, but everyone saw that Stoudemire did not look back at all!He predicted Li Zheng's behavior!Li Zheng took off earlier than Stoudemire, and his bounce speed was astonishing. It was like a big net in the air. If Stoudemire just dunked without any scruples, Li Zheng's big hand might have pressed on the ball.

Stoudemire stabilized his body in the air, and passed the backhand smash to Barbosa near the three-point line. Although Li Zheng took off early, he landed at the same time as Stoudemire. Stoudemire smiled as if celebrating winning the game.

After receiving the ball, Barbosa hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly took a small step back dribbling and stepped outside the three-point line. Isn't this kind of cooperation worth a three-pointer?He aimed at the basket, ignoring Li Zheng who was rushing towards him. His shooting speed and the long distance from the penalty area to the three-point line were too late.
Stoudemire's complexion became ugly. He couldn't comment on Barbosa's smartness. That guy's nickname was a miracle. Those who underestimated Li Zheng would pay the price.

Barbossa took the shot calmly, but then he seemed to see a ghost descending from hell, why... how is it possible?He was clearly in the restricted area just now!Didn't he just hit the ground?Isn't he running here?Why did he jump up, no, he flew up.

Li Zheng tried his best to stretch his arms, and even felt a little pain in his waist. He was not sure if he could reach the ball. After all, neither the run-up distance nor the take-off space was sufficient. Barbosa's shot and aiming were also very fast. This is not a sure-fire defensive method, not even Li Zheng's academic defensive style.

But they are facing the Suns, the Phoenix Suns, who know Li Zheng best and the Blazers best, and the main players who trained together during the offseason are equally talented, talented, patient, fighting spirit, and eager to win on the offensive end. If they only use the conventional style of play, the Blazers' winning rate is only [-]% at best.

For Li Zheng, somehow winning the game is more terrifying than real failure, and not being able to hold the victory in his hands is an unacceptable loss for him.

"Trust your intuition, it's time for genius inspiration." McMillan said solemnly to Li Zheng, and then made an almost harsh request to him, asking him to defend the Suns' two perimeters alone, and he chose to accept it gladly.

Li Zheng felt that he was already falling, and the basketball was gradually rising into the sky in front of his eyes. He swung his arms with all his strength to block the shot. Although he only touched half of his palm, it was enough. Li Zheng flew the fan to the auditorium. With Barbosa's stunned expression, he pointed at the camera, shouted and pulled the No. 1 jersey on his chest, and vented his pride to the world.

The basketball flew into the auditorium like water drops falling into a hot frying pan. Watching the gentle and elegant men and the quiet women compete for the basketball in the same wild posture, the Trail Blazers players screamed and came to Li Zheng's side to celebrate. Barbosa looked at Stoudemire aggrievedly. Stoudemire spread his hands and signaled that he could do nothing.

(End of this chapter)