Super Race System Makes Me a Legend

"Daddy, what is daddy doing? Why don't you call it a pause? "

Adelain gritted his teeth and forced to attack. He wiped the sweat on his face. He looked at the position of the bench and searched for the figure of Popovich.

"I don't know. Maybe dad wants us to adjust ourselves."

Derozan licked his dry lips. Facing the continuous attack of the Lakers, his physical strength has been seriously exhausted, and he is also very short of water, but he does not dare to drink too much for fear of what will happen during the game.

"We, how do we adjust ourselves? There's no way. "

Adelain is helpless. If he were to be someone else, he might be able to fight against it. However, James and Davis, a strong man who doesn't look like a man on earth, and a big man with flexible feet like a guard, can't withstand the repeated bombing by these two men.

"Look, maybe dad has his own plan."

Drozan took a deep breath, raised his hand to his face for fear, keeping his concentration high.

Soon after half of the third quarter, the Lakers took another routine rotation, replacing all of Jen and Davis, and replacing Howard, Rondo, cousins and Bradley.

Lin Cheng remained on the field without accident.

Without the double bombing of James and Davis, Adler was much more relaxed.

Moreover, after a certain amount of physical exertion, he suddenly felt that the whole person was relaxed and full of strength.

Although cousins is stronger than adelain, but after all, he has been injured, not as flexible as before, and some movements are not too big. Adelain seizes this opportunity to start crazy singles.

Facing the big Adelaide, Rondo and Bradley have nothing to do. Kausings can't catch up with him. The only possible defense is Howard. But Howard has four fouls on his back at this time. If he leads another one carelessly, he can only be forced to change and play again in the fourth quarter.

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The Spurs took advantage of this opportunity to start a wave of counterattack, the gap between 17 points instantly narrowed to only eight points, and the Spurs won back seven points in a single section, and the game resumed its suspense.

"It's Popovich."

Looking at the reduced score, Vogel's mouth slightly cocked up, showing a meaningful smile.

"Coach, why don't we go straight to the court? Put the game down? "

Lao Zhan took the initiative to speak, but he didn't expect that the cooked duck would fly again. The big thing was that he was tired and hard. As long as he could accept the competition, everything was worth it.

"No, have a good rest. Don't worry."

Vogel shook his head and refused old Jan's request.

Now that Popovich plays tactics with him, he wants to see how resourceful Popovich is.

"Kuzma."

Vogel called for Kuzma in the corner.

"Coach."

Kuzma was a lot more honest and bowed his head.

"Do you know what's wrong with you?"

Vogel takes a look at Kuzma.

"Yes, I shouldn't play too much poison. I should cooperate with my teammates."

Kuzma nodded quickly.

"I don't want to see this kind of mistake. If there's another time, I'll be ready to be kept on the bench."

Vogel warned solemnly.