At the beginning of the death entanglement, Curry followed me to slam dunk

Chapter 184
On the field, Wang Wuyou thought that he could easily sway Du Zhe with a crossover.

But I didn't expect Du Zhe's defense to be rock solid, and his fancy fake moves didn't play any role at all.

Once again bumping into Du Zhe's defense, Wang Wuyou was a little flustered, at a loss what to do, he dribbled the ball under his crotch and smashed it directly onto his leg.

Seeing that the ball was bouncing towards him, Du Zhe couldn't act anymore, he could only pocket the ball.

To be honest, he didn't have any strength in the defense just now. He didn't expect Wang Wuyou to make a dribble error, which was really beyond Du Zhe's expectation.

At the moment, he can only dribble out of the three-point line and prepare to attack.

"You can't make three-pointers or post-up shots. I don't know how Du Zhe will end the offense."

"Is it going to be like James, a bulldozer breakthrough?"

"It's possible. After all, his physical advantage is so obvious, but playing like this is a bit boring, and it's not good-looking."

The audience was all talking and couldn't help but start speculating.

However, Du Zhe, who was standing outside the three-point line, was not in a hurry to launch an attack.

Like Wang Wuyou, Du Zhe also showed off a wave of dribbling skills from beyond the three-point line.

Although it is also a turn and dribble, but unlike Wang Wuyou's turn and dribble that was almost spinning in place just now, Du Zhe's strides are long, fast, and the movements are smooth.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the quality of dribbling between the two is simply not comparable.

"Here, I didn't expect Du Zhe's dribbling to be so beautiful! Even better than those so-called streetball masters!"

"I thought Du Zhe couldn't dribble when I watched the game before."

"With Du Zhe's level of dribbling, he has been playing off the ball all the time. The NBA is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

"Du Zhe's progress in the past two years is too obvious!"

Du Zhe's current dribbling ability is also considered excellent in the NBA. In terms of coordination, his physical fitness is simply a blow to Wang Wuyou.

After the two turned around and came down, Wang Wuyou was shaken so hard that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

Du Zhe saw an open space in front of him and could easily score by getting to the basket.

But he still resisted the desire to attack and dribbled back.

This made the audience at the scene a little confused.

The dizzy Wang Wuyou also took the opportunity to take a breath, and regained his defensive position.

But Du Zhe's next action made his face look extremely ugly.

Du Zhe, like him just now, spread his hands and let the basketball roll on the ground.

This made the corners of Wang Wuyou's eyes twitch involuntarily.

He did this action just now to provoke Du Zhe, but now Du Zhe's imitation seems to have a hint of humiliation besides provocation.

The fans on the sidelines couldn't help but whisper.

"Crazy, Du Zhe is too crazy, obviously he looks down on Wang Wuyou, but I like it!"

"Have you all forgotten that Du Zhe has been away from China for two years? This guy was not a good person in the CBA or the national team before!"

"Wang Wuyou has kicked the iron plate now!"

On the court, Wang Wuyou, who was consciously being provoked, his eyes changed, his feet suddenly erupted, and he rushed towards the basketball on the ground. It was obvious that he was going to make a gambling steal.

He felt that his speed and explosiveness were at the top level, and he was full of confidence in breaking the ball.

"This guy is too ignorant of martial ethics!"

Du Zhe couldn't help but complain.

Even though he hadn't finished his opening moves, this guy actually came over to sneak attack, he really didn't follow the rules.

Complaints are complaints, but the movements of Du Zhe's hands did not slow down at all.

He easily kicked the ball off the ground, followed by an easy and freehand turn around.

Wang Wuyou, who was like a hungry wolf pouncing on his food, immediately rushed to nothing.

And he paid the price for his gambled steal.

Du Zhe passed him cleanly and then went straight to the basket.

"boom!"

A moment later, the dunk sounded, and Du Zhe dunked with one hand, as easy as eating and drinking.

"The gap is too big, it's like an adult beating a child!"

"Obviously Wang Wuyou was disturbed by Du Zhe's provocation. The steal just now was too risky."

"Du Zhe's dribbling is really crisp and neat, and the dunk is also not sloppy. Is this the strength of FMVP?"

"I can't stop watching. Judging from Du Zhe's relaxed appearance, it is estimated that he has not used his real strength at all."

The audience at the scene were all shocked by the strength shown by Du Zhe, witnessing it with their own eyes at close range gave them a greater impact than watching the game through a screen.

After Du Zhe scored a point, he handed the ball to Wang Wuyou.

In order to make the game interesting, this time the one-on-one match adopts the rule of exchanging the ball after a goal is scored.

After getting the ball, Wang Wuyou couldn't help looking at Du Zhe with a little more caution.

This time he didn't dare to provoke anymore, and he used all his strength to break through as soon as he came up.

But the Du Zhe in front of him was like a dark cloud, always hanging over Wang Wuyou's head, lingering.

Wang Wuyou, who had nothing to do, could only rely on a behind-the-back jump shot to get a chance to take action.

But when he turned around to strike, the scene in front of him made Wang Wuyou feel cold.

Du Zhe's height and wingspan are like a mountain, and he is full of oppression.

And the big palm-like hand in front of him blocked his shooting field of vision even more.

Even though Wang Wuyou leaned back a little, he still couldn't get rid of Du Zhe's interference.

In desperation, he can only cover one at random and resign himself to fate.

"Bang!"

Although Wang Wuyou hit the ball with iron, it was still slightly improved compared to the previous round, at least he succeeded in making a shot.

Of course, he was able to make the move entirely because of Du Zhe's mercy.

From Du Zhe's point of view, Wang Wuyou was also a guest invited by the sponsor. He made a mistake in the first round, and he was blocked directly by himself in the second round. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing.

So he didn't take off the ball at all, he just stretched out his hand to defend it symbolically.

"Isn't that going to make the shot?" Du Zhe sighed regretfully.

But he had no choice but to accept the rebound.

Du Zhe dribbled out of the three-point line, and his strength on the defensive end attracted bursts of admiration from the audience on the sidelines.

"Look, look, this is the strength of the best defensive player in the NBA."

"The footsteps and awareness of this defense are definitely unique among Huaguo players."

A spectator who looked a little older even educated the fans around him.

"Do you know why Du Zhe didn't jump to block Wang Wuyou when he was defending just now?"

"If he took off rashly just now, maybe he would be caught off guard and give the other party a chance."

"The most important thing for a good defensive player is to be able to maintain his focus at all times."

"Du Zhe's approach of not being greedy for this block, but ensuring that the defense is not out of position, is so sound and sophisticated!"

His words were conclusive and well-founded. All the fans around him nodded in agreement, and many people cast admiring glances at him.

(End of this chapter)