The Road to Stardom: Start as a Slam Dunk Master.

Chapter 347 Technical foul!
Wow!
"Incredibly handsome! So cool!"

"First pass Kobe, then 2+1 O'Neal! Hahaha!"

"Look, this is called supersonic speed!"

"Lin! Lin! Lin! Lin!"

Fans in the entire stadium burst into cheers in an instant.

Facing the OK combination, facing the Purple and Gold Army that has swept the entire league for three consecutive years, especially after facing the Lakers' early start.

Frankly speaking, Supersonics fans don't actually have that much confidence in their hearts. The crazy shouting is just because this is their home team and they have to support it life and death.

But at this moment, when Lin Dong completed a one-on-two, and even gave a 2+1, the fans' emotions and perceptions were finally a little different.

We... also have superstars, even stronger superstars than Kobe and O'Neal!
We can win!
"OH! OH! OH! OH!"

"Lin! Lin! Lin! Lin!"

The cheers from all over the stadium ignited the crazy passion in the stadium, and the fans obviously know how to 'cooperate'...

"Hahaha! The big shark turned into a shark fin, it's so delicious!"

"Shark's fin! Shark's fin! Shark's fin!"

O'Neill's originally calm face had turned livid.

Not because of the cacophony of fans.

He has played in too many away games and has heard all kinds of exciting taunts. How could he care?

Not just fans, there are many players who have pretended to be in front of O'Neal. O'Neal has long been used to it. It is not uncomfortable at all, but is very welcome, because every time such a pretender appears, he can always go there happily. Easily slap someone in the face and turn the pretender into an idiot, that was something that made him extremely happy.

But now, facing this first-year rookie, he had been ridiculed in the last round, and now he was beaten 2+1 again!

And with the rookie's arrogant attitude just now, O'Neal could almost already imagine what the other party would say next.

Like, 'Shaq, ask your grandma for some defensive tips'? Or 'Eh? You seemed to have stopped me just now'?
Just thinking about these words in his own mind, O'Neal felt a little unbearable, and if it came out of that annoying rookie's mouth...

But what surprised O'Neal was that Lin Dong didn't say a word of trash this time. He didn't even look at him. Instead, he turned and walked directly to the free throw line, and then smiled and extended his hand to Kobe, who was still sitting on the ground in a daze. go.

"Bryant, what a wonderful change of direction." Lin Dong's tone was no longer teasing this time, but rather sincere: "Let's decide the outcome!"

Kobe was slightly startled.

Whether it is ridicule or praise, you can completely tell it from the tone and each other's feelings.

It was a compliment, and it was quite sincere, with a hint of fighting spirit and sympathy.

Kobe was slightly shocked.

It seems that this guy is just like him, deep down he is always eager to challenge the strong. Treating this boy as a newcomer may be his biggest mistake, and the mistake of the entire alliance.

This young man has skills that are not inferior to Jordan's, but is younger than Jordan. He also has the same mentality as himself that dares to face anyone to win.

Perhaps, it's time for him to change his real opponent, at least during this series!
A raging fighting spirit also rose in Kobe's heart.

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly and he smiled.

Who can refuse such a polite junior? Who can refuse such a strong man's challenge to himself through action?
Kobe stretched out his hand to hold Lin Dong's hand and asked him to pull him up. Then he reached out and patted Lin Dong's arm: "Then come here!"

At this moment, the two people's mutual adversity and sympathy caught everyone's attention.

Many fans in the arena applauded and whistled, and reporters' flashlights began to flash wildly, recording the moment of communication between the two stars.

But no one noticed the sly smile on Lin Dong's lips, and no one noticed that O'Neal's already livid face under the basket had turned from green to purple!
I...I...I! ! !

Frankly speaking, if Lin Dong had taunted him ten thousand times just now, O'Neal would have only had a crazy fighting spirit.

But that guy ignored him with disdain, and went to commiserate with his second-in-command.

What do you mean?
You go all out against the guy who won the championship because of me, and you barely win, and then you can easily defeat yourself even if you are at the end of your rope?
So you and he are sympathetic to each other and you are dismissive of me?
The two of you who co-wrote are the protagonists, and I'm just a supplement? Or is he just a tack-on who doesn't deserve a second look?

I'm your mother's grandma Fake Bichi!
O'Neal's face turned red and purple, and the surging blood felt like it was about to burst his capillaries. He almost wanted to throw the basketball in his hand at the two bastards, so that the referee walked over to him and asked him for help. O'Neal was still immersed in anger and didn't notice. If Fisher hadn't quickly reminded him, he would have been given a technical foul by the referee who thought he was being ignored.

Phil Jackson on the sidelines frowned. He noticed something and stood up from the coaching bench, but after thinking about it, he sat back.

It would be too early to call a timeout at this time, and replacing Shaq would further anger the angry beast that was already going berserk.

Let’s look at his choices first.

Lin Dong steadily made the free throw and tied at 5:5.

The Lakers have the ball.

It is still a triangle offense system, but this time, there is obviously a loophole in the running position.

O'Neal, who was supposed to step forward to engage in a pick-and-roll with Kobe, chose to sink early. Kobe lost his position in vain. Not only was he unable to get rid of Payton, but it also made the Lakers' triangle offensive formation loose and even completely chaotic at this moment. Lose.

But it doesn't matter.

The Lakers' triangle offensive system is just a set of their regular tactics. If an opponent can contain them and contain several changes in succession, the Lakers will often start the singles mode or the OK combination connection mode. That is Superstar basketball that can truly solve everything.

As for singles, O'Neal's priority in the team is undoubtedly higher than that of Kobe. He sinks the ball to the basket. This is also the Lakers' first choice tactic when facing difficulties, but it is just the angry shark now. I just chose to advance this tactic.

After blocking Chandler, O'Neal directly asked Fisher, who was holding the ball, for the ball.

At this time, everyone could see the inner anger hidden on his cold face. Fisher didn't dare not pass the ball, but the ball had just flown into the air...

Swish!
A figure suddenly shot out from O'Neill's side, as if it had been ambush in O'Neill's path to the bottom for a long time.

The dark green jersey turned in the air, and his extraordinary wingspan and stretched posture were fully displayed at this moment, leaving only a number on the back for the unprepared shark. No. 23!
"Fake!" O'Neal yelled angrily, and finally restrained himself from pushing his hand directly towards the back.

But at this time, the anger in the Shark's heart had erupted like a volcano, and his only rationality was limited to preventing him from making violent moves that would hurt the opponent's players.

"Wow!"

"Cool! The steal was successful!"

"Lin! Lin! Lin!" The cheers in the arena were already rising one after another, and they couldn't stop at all. The atmosphere at the home court kept getting higher and higher, as if there was no limit.

Boom!
Lin Dong landed.

O'Neal just ran out of the tactical system and directly chose to sink to the bottom.

I am familiar with the triangle offensive formation, and I am the one who designed it according to O'Neal's mentality. If I still can't discover O'Neal's intention, I would be really stupid.

With such a passing route, even if you use your knees to guess it, you won't be wrong!

At this time, take a big step and rush forward, fast attack!
As soon as he moved, the nine people on the court also started to move crazily.

The SuperSonics responded quickly, and the Lakers retreated quickly. Kobe, who had just chosen to run to the right baseline for a three-pointer, was the quickest to react. He started immediately, trying to intercept the pass with his first step and the speed of his bare hands. , but once his position was really a little far away, and more importantly, Payton chose to pester him right away!

It was obviously a SuperSonics fast break, but instead of going down quickly to respond, Payton came to block him without the ball? Facing the strongest defensive point guard in history, even Kobe couldn't get away easily, but...

Kobe was a little stunned. At this time, the two looked at each other. What Kobe saw in Payton's eyes was a clear and determined look like a spring, and a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

It wasn't that Payton made a wrong choice, or that Payton was confused in his judgment of the situation... A bad feeling suddenly enveloped Kobe's mind, there was a conspiracy!
The retreat speed of small forward Fox and power forward Walker was obviously a little slower. At this time, Fisher was the closest to his own half, and he immediately retreated to the three-point line in the second half, and then visually observed Lin Dongchong. Coming up position.

The guy's sprint at this time was like a tiger coming out of the cage, and thinking about his previous dazzling changes of direction, even Kobe was shaken to the splits by him.

Fisher swallowed involuntarily, but there was no one behind him at this time... Fight!
Fisher calmed down and opened his arms to face Lin Dong who was rushing over.

At this moment, he felt the sound of heavy but quickly catching up footsteps behind him... The corners of Lin Dong's mouth slightly raised, and he made a normal back-turn in the face of Fisher's open-arm defense.

He thought he would be killed in one move, but when the opponent made his move, Fisher was surprised to find that the rookie's change of direction was not as difficult to follow as he imagined.

Is it because of my high concentration that I became faster? Or is the rookie actually not that strong?

In a hurry, there was no time to think carefully. Fisher's powerful thigh muscles, which were as thick as an ordinary person's waist, tightened and his explosive power was released with all his strength. In an instant, he completed the interception of Lin Dong's side and actually slowed down Lin Dong's forward speed. A pause.

At this time, one is rushing forward and the other is moving sideways, and the body is constantly fighting against each other in friction. In terms of strength, Fisher is a super defender who can resist most centers in the league. Although the sideways movement suffers from speed, he relies on his strong body to resist. , and even managed to block Lin Dong's breakthrough, blocking his fast attack speed by 30%.

But after all, it cannot be completely stopped.

The two of them reached the paint area in the blink of an eye. Lin Dong used the inertia of his forward momentum to push Fisher forward, pushing his center of gravity backwards, and then suddenly stopped and jumped high.

Fisher's center of gravity was still tilted back at this time, and it was too late to jump up and block the shot, but what flashed in his eyes was not panic, but a touch of joy.

I saw a behemoth like a prehistoric beast suddenly kicking the ground with a big step, making the sky-holding giant figure jump up almost at the same time as Lin Dong!

It was a burly figure full of power like a giant bear!
It was a big hand that looked like a missile equipped with the most precise tracking equipment!
It was a big dark face, and on the whole face, there was only a pair of angry eyes burning with white flames!

"Shaq!" Kobe, who was chasing from behind, was still tightly entangled by Payton and could only shout anxiously.

But at this moment, his voice would only send the giant beast into an even more complete rage.

"Roar!" The crazy O'Neal roared, and without hesitation, his big hand hit the basketball held high by Lin Dong from behind!
But next second...

The two hands controlling the ball became one hand.

Lin Dong seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. His body remained in the air, his right arm was held horizontally, and he grabbed the ball with his left hand and pulled it away to the left.

Snapped!
O'Neill's big hand hit Lin Dong's right arm, causing Lin Dong to grit his teeth in pain, and his whole body was involuntarily pressed by this terrifying force. He could no longer keep rising or staying in the air, but his whole body was It tilted and fell crazily downwards.

But at the same time as it fell, the left hand that grabbed the ball still managed to grab the ball amidst the extreme imbalance and barely picked the basketball out.

"beep!"

The referee's whistle sounded.

The basketball has also drawn a short parabola in the air.

Bang!
dong dong!

The sound of the basketball bouncing gently on the rim was accompanied by the sound of Lin Dong and O'Neal landing at the same time.

Lin Dong felt a numbness in his right arm after being slapped, and his body fell forward involuntarily under the squeeze of O'Neal behind him, and then he fell down with a thud.

Fisher, who was under the basket, had his mouth wide open and his eyes wide open in disbelief, listening to the 'bang bang bang bang' sound above his head.

I saw the basketball bouncing on the rim at least four or five times. Finally, it spun two times along the rim and stopped at the edge for half a second...

Swish!
The basketball got into the net.

"The goal is valid, Lakers No. 34, the player fouled, and there is an additional penalty!"

There was a slight silence in the arena, and O'Neal's dark face suddenly turned red after being stunned.

"Fake!" He knew he couldn't be angry at this time, but...but damn, he couldn't bear it!
"I was rushing for the ball!" O'Neal roared angrily at the referee: "This is a normal block! I was rushing for the ball! Can you call it randomly at home?! Fuck! Are you blind, bitch?" !”

Phil Jackson, who was just frowning on the sidelines, was suddenly startled, while Kobe, who followed from behind, shook his fist angrily.

This, this idiot!
"beep!"

The referee was also angry. He wanted to get angry when he asked O'Neal for the ball for the first time but was ignored. How could he still tolerate him now?
No matter what superstar you are, I am the biggest on this court. How dare you scold me?

The referee ignored O'Neal's roar and blew the whistle again: "Lakers No. 34, technical foul!"

(End of this chapter)