Bang!

The crisp sound of a blocked shot resounded throughout the stadium.

The basketball was slapped away, but Embiid still completed the dunk, dunking in vain.

On the Lakers bench, the atmosphere team waved towels vigorously, and Walton was so excited that he made a combination of punches, completely forgetting the cursing just now.

Tencent live broadcast room,

Ma Jian excitedly slammed the table:

"Amazing!"

"In the words of Coach Zhang, this matchup is unreasonable, but blocking is reasonable!"

Su Qun nodded silently:

"Yes, you and Coach Zhang are both right."

At the scene,

76ers fans were dazed and couldn't believe their eyes:

"What happened when I blinked?"

"The king covers the tiger, and the king covers the emperor?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

There are many cases of short people blocking tall people in the NBA,

The Flash nailed Howard, Potato covered Yao Ming, and Thomas fanned Cousins. They all chased the block or helped defend, focusing on surprise,

Wang Ba was a low-post single defense, and it was a miracle to prevent Embiid from scoring. He also blocked the ball. It was simply a science fiction drama!

"Fuck!"

Embid was blocked and went crazy, trying to make a move, but Wang Ba ran to the front court like a wild horse, but failed.

The basketball was taken by Rondo, who passed the ball to Wang Ba with a quarterback pass. Simmons and Harris, who were retreating, attacked from both sides.

He took three steps and tricked the two, passed the ball from behind, and assisted Kuzma, who followed up with a dunk.

On the Lakers bench, the atmosphere group waved towels more vigorously.

Little Walton's combination punches could not be stopped at all, and the frequency was very fast. If he was given a pair of gloves, he would probably knock Tyson down, and if he was given a set, he would make Teacher Cang climax.

Embid, who was still in the middle circle, clenched his fists and secretly rejoiced.

If Wang Ba had attacked by himself just now and scored 2 points,

He must score 3 points in the last round and defend Wang Ba's last shot to win, which would be very difficult.

The 76ers attacked,

Embid put away the idea of ​​playing tricks on Wang Ba and went down to the low post, intending to get 2 points quickly,

If he was not sure about the 3-pointer, he would get 2 points steadily, and then defend the 3-pointer. Even if Wang Ba got 2 points, it would be a tie, which was barely acceptable.

Embid used his body to carry Wang Ba to receive the ball, and wanted to press inside, but found that he could not press at all. Wang Ba was like a mountain and did not move.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that there were 3 seconds left to attack, Embiid could only dribble out of the penalty area first,

Wanted to go in again, he found that Wang Ba had transformed into a chaste heroine and welded the door tightly, so he could not get in at all.

I push! I push! I push!

Embiid gritted his teeth and used all his strength to consume the two big kidneys he had eaten in the evening, but he could not get into the penalty area at all.

With less and less time to attack, he was forced to choose to step back, turn around, and then jump back.

The technical movements were very smooth.

Embid firmly believed that even peak O'Neal could not block it.

He was not wrong.

Peak O'Neal could not block it. After all, the general grid was there, and the gravity was too strong for him.

But!

Wang Ba was lighter than O'Neal, more light and flexible, but that was not necessarily the case.

The moment the ball was shot, Embiid found that his eyes went black, and a figure covered the sky and the sun came.

And the slender big hand swung up and hit the basketball.

Bang! !

The explosion echoed in my ears, and the basketball was hit out of bounds.

In the Tencent Sports live broadcast room, Mina tiptoed excitedly:

"Bawang is so handsome!"

Her voice was as shy and gentle as a girl. Su Qun asked with a smile:

"Who is more handsome, Wang Ba or LeBron?"

Mina blushed and refused to answer with infinite shyness, because I think they are both handsome!

The old pervert in the live broadcast room suddenly cried out and said he had to go to the bathroom. Su Qun quickly brought the topic back:

"In the ball just now, Wang Ba handled the details very well and grasped the timing accurately. His right leg was always behind him, ready to jump at any time."

Ma Jian added:

"Timing is crucial. What I am more curious about is that when confronting Embiid, Wang Ba did not move at all. It's a bit incredible."

Talking about this aspect, Su Qun expressed his doubts:

"In fact, I have been thinking about similar issues recently...Wang Ba used to play by jumping and speed, which was very violent, a bit like the powerful Vajra Finger in martial arts novels, fierce and domineering. Now he plays with ease, just like Tai Chi..."

Ma Jian disagreed:

"After he went to the NBA, he found that his talent had no advantage at all. It shouldn't be strange to change his playing style, right?"

Su Qun shook his head:

"It's not strange to change his playing style. He is completely different from before, which is a bit incredible...Just take the block just now, jumping and jumping speed aside, the timing is not his style at all, and his 3-point, passing, and reading game ability are impossible to improve so much in just 3 months. You know, he was injured and was absent from the Rockets' training. "

Ma Jian said casually:

"What happened after the Olympics must have hit him hard. It's not surprising that young people change their minds after experiencing setbacks."

Su Qun was shocked:

"Let's continue watching the game, continue watching the game."

Ma Jian also realized that he shouldn't mention that in front of the TV, otherwise it would be troublesome if he was spotted by Song Gongming.

...

In the mansion in Los Angeles,

O'Neal was lying on a huge sofa, eating junk food and drinking fat house happy water. Wang Ba finished blocking the shot, and he jumped up from the sofa and twisted his huge butt:

"Wo wo wo!"

"Blocking Embiid consecutively is a little worse than what I did back then."

"There are surprises in every game. I love you so much. ”

O’Neal was having a great time dancing when his wife appeared with a frying pan:

“Who do you say you love?”

“The oriental king! The one who knows Chinese bondage, ha! ha! !”

O’Neal kicked and punched, and performed the moves in a very realistic way.

His wife was not surprised by this. The TV station was just replaying the block just now, and she suddenly frowned and said:

“Don’t you think his moves are familiar?”

“Familiar?”

“Yes, his moves are very similar to yours.”

O’Neal widened his eyes and stared at the replay carefully. Slowly, his expression became wonderful.

Only if you like it, you will imitate it.

Wang Ba used crossover in the game, and also had a beautiful jump shot with a fadeaway. He always thought that Iverson and Kobe were Wang Ba’s idols.

I didn’t expect Wang Ba to imitate me. Does that mean,

“Hahaha, I didn’t expect Wang Ba’s true love is me. I love this oriental guy so much! "

O'Neal laughed crazily, and his wife said jokingly:

"Don't you like Rachel? Have you fallen in love with someone else?"

"NONONO, men don't make choices, I want them all!"

After saying that, he felt the air around him freeze instantly, and the temperature dropped to freezing point. He suddenly shuddered: I was actually shivering in front of a tigress!!

Looking over carefully, the wife-brand frying pan enlarged in front of his eyes.

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