NBA: I'm really the Chosen One

Chapter 76

The Spurs home fans were full of momentum, loudly cheering for the home team. Paul Allen bit his finger vigorously. The Blazers players were stunned and puzzled. What happened in this minute?Why is the point difference heading towards 1 points? Didn't we do a good job?
Popovich tried his best to maintain a serious expression, but the twitching muscles have already told the world that he can hardly hold back his laughter. Who would have thought that these old guys from the Spurs could burst out with such terrifying strength?

Michael Finley?Michael Jordan!
Just now, Finley scored 68 points in a row in 11 seconds, scored a three-pointer, made four breakthrough layups, and even used the difficult action of picking the basket with his fingertips. The old Spurs fans were in a trance for a while. They seemed to feel that The all-powerful Iceman returned to the Spurs home court again.

Today may be the happiest day for Spurs fans. After the Admiral and Duncan’s Twin Towers, Iceman returns again. The team is heading for a glorious victory. The defending ceremony will probably be even happier and sweeter. louder cheers.

"It's my fault, my problem." McMillan said regretfully. He should have called a timeout immediately. He really didn't expect Michael Finley, the old successor of Jordan, to play such a terrifying performance. Forgetting Li Zheng's advice, Aldridge's performance gave him blind confidence. The score that was already approaching opened up again, and the efforts of the starters were ruined. McMillan was even more frustrated when he thought of this.

No player is so magical that he can score endless points as soon as he comes on the court. The head coach needs to control the momentum of the game. McMillan misjudged the situation and gave way to the Spurs. Although Finley's outbreak is a small probability event, it is not. His own excuses, not to mention that Li had warned him in advance, and even gave him a solution, but he still...
"It's okay, this is an expected explosion." Li Zheng put the towel aside, "Nate, we can't start to chase points, defending the inside consumes too much Zach and Putz, we still need them in the fourth quarter Supporting the inside, if the Spurs no longer choose Bowen's single defense in the fourth quarter, I will not be confident enough to take over the game under double-teaming, and Roy is our breaking point."

McMillan understood Li Zheng's meaning. He was about to play and drag Finley to blow himself up. "Li, in fact, what is needed more in the fourth quarter is you, your physical strength."

"I'm Superman." Li Zheng said a cold joke, and then threw the towel to Roy, "I'll help you find a vacant seat."

Roy looked at Li Zheng suspiciously. Li Zheng raised his eyebrows and walked onto the court. No one can defend himself alone, not even Bowen. The Spurs are irritating him, and now they have succeeded.

Coming to the field, Li Zheng walked straight to Michael Finley.

"Hello, rookie, welcome to the NBA." Finley said with a smile.

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"Be smart, don't talk rubbish to me." Li Zheng touched his nose. He really didn't want to cheat to become this veteran, but he seemed unable to refuse the attributes given for nothing.

"Who do you think you are? You don't really think of yourself as a miracle, do you? Bastard," Finley whispered.

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"Stop scolding, stop scolding."

"It's up to you to guard against me? You bastard"

"Stop scolding, please"

"Your defense is as fragile as a taco."

"Stop talking."

Finley finally understood why Jordan was so fond of talking trash to others. Seeing Li Zheng distressed made him very happy. He asked for the ball again, ready to give Li Zheng the final blow in the real world and leave his own legend.

"Rookie players are inferior." Finley's eyes blurred, and he found that the ball in his hand had been intercepted by Li Zheng at some point. Li Zheng smiled and put his hands on the ball in Finley's arms. Finley was surprised and didn't catch Stop, the basketball fell on the floor, and hurriedly caught the ball from the ground.

"Continue." Li Zheng showed a devilish smile, completely disregarding his technical statistics and making an extra mistake.

"Fack." Finley held the ball in a cold sweat. He really didn't see when Li Zheng grabbed the ball just now. No, not only did he not see clearly, he even didn't have time to feel the ball leave his hands. , the ball has already been stolen by Li Zheng, this time I must be more cautious.
"Go on." Li Zheng returned the ball to Michael Finley with the same movement. Finley's pupils dilated, and he watched Li Zheng put the ball on his chest and then fell to the floor until he rolled out of bounds.

The Blazers have the ball.

The audience was silent, and even the Blazers fans didn't have time to celebrate. They just wanted to know what happened.

The ESPN studio has also become extremely silent. As commentators, they shouldn't let the show go silent, but now they really don't know what to say, and even a loyal fan like Matt Davis doesn't know how to explain this magical scene .

"Lee hypnotized Finley. Hahaha, I don't know." Matt Davis said awkwardly.

The director immediately switched to playback.

Under the high-frame rate lens, Li Zheng's hands are still as fast as lightning, and even have an obvious sense of teleportation. When Finley is holding the ball, Li Zheng accurately and quickly steals the ball. Finley even keeps the ball away. The shape of the hand holding the ball. And such precise and cold steals, Li Zheng completed two consecutive steals.

"Just now Finley has been talking about something beside Li Zheng. This is a response to Finley," Kenny Smith guessed, and his guess is very close to the truth.

"What. Situation." Barkley has never seen such a wicked steal, let alone Li Zheng's murderous response. He steals once and returns the ball to you, and then steals and returns it to you again. What confidence and arrogance!
"Full Lee." Matt Davis covered his mouth and exclaimed. The words in his mouth once again confused Barkley and Kenny Smith. How could this bastard invent new words that they hadn't heard of every day.

"I only saw this kind of state in the game where Li Meng clashed with LeBron at six o'clock. Lee in the strongest form surpassed all other forms of Lee, but Lee has not entered this kind of game state for a long time. It was so lucky to see it in the first game in the NBA." Matt Davis said slowly.

"What?" Barkley tried hard to control himself not to punch this fat face, because this explanation is really too much like the fat man made up on the spot. It is normal for players to go up and down in the game, but in What Matt Davis said was not whether Li Zheng was in good condition or not, but his various forms.

"Haha. Very interesting answer. Lee seems to be saying something to Finley. We can look forward to the interview after the game. Lee will surprise us." Kenny Smith changed the topic stiffly, and he also had some Enough of Matt Davis' bullshit, and hastily interrupted his future tirade.

"Tell your analysts, don't talk trash to me, or the game will be boring." Li Zheng said to Finley. Although Li Zheng's voice was not loud, the Spurs players on the bench and the audience in the front row heard it. This insanely insane trash talk.

(End of this chapter)