"Xiao Guo, pass the ball to Wang Hao after half of the game. If you can't get it over, pass it directly. Don't think so much, try to throw it high."

Before the start of the second quarter, Da Shengyu said to Guo Ailun earnestly that in the second quarter, everyone except Wang Hao left the court for rest, even Ah Lian was no exception. Now in the national team, the only one who is qualified to help Wang Hao is Ah Lian. In order to allow Ah Lian to play the effect of that X factor, Director Gong also pressed Ah Lian off the court.

"Don't make mistakes. If you get the ball, pass it quickly. Or shoot it. If anyone pulls me back at this time, then the road to the national team will be over."

Wang Hao warned coldly.

Outside of Dazhi on the field, the remaining three outsiders were all young people. Wang Hao was really worried about their ability to withstand pressure, otherwise he wouldn't have said such ruthless words.

In the second quarter, this year's No. 1 pick, Anthony Davis, finally got his wish and met Wang Hao.

"The top scorer?"

Wang Hao's problem of liking to teach the top scholar again. Facing Anthony Davis, Wang Hao suddenly started.

Gua Ge and Bo Longwang quickly shrank, intending to block Wang Hao outside the three-second zone, but since Wang Hao has already rushed up, can they stop it?

DUANG!

Anthony Davis looked at Wang Hao hanging on the basket just like he looked at him, and under him were King Bo Long and Gua Ge.

Not only Anthony Davis, but even the young people in the national team were confused.

They knew that Wang Hao was strong, but no matter how strong they were, they thought that it was James' level. After all, their level was too poor and they didn't understand the mystery at all. However, the young people in the national team never expected that Wang Hao would get on with two people.

"Why is this person so perverted?"

I don’t know who the bench gave me praise and received everyone’s all-round echoes.

"That's it, the top scorer?"

Wang Hao's words were like a thorn, deeply piercing Anthony Davis' heart.

"Will you be in your rookie season..."

"What? If I don't get injured in a rookie season, what's going on with the Spurs that year?"

Wang Hao said disdainfully.

Under Wang Hao's stimulation, Anthony Davis took the pass from Turtle Young Master and signaled his teammates to pull it away.

"Is this kid crazy? This is not the time for him to prove himself"

Coach K was angry and scolded him wildly. Although King and Kobe prefer Anthony Davis' personality, as Coach K said, now is not the time for him to prove himself. When the score is so tight, a ball may become the key to the outcome.

But Anthony Davis on the court obviously can't take care of that much. Why can Wang Hao, who is also the No. 1 pick, be able to argue with others at will?

Why? At that time, the honor that could not be given in a room, otherwise? Anthony Davis obviously subconsciously ignored these issues.

Facing Wang Hao's defense, Brother Davis used a method of breaking through with his defender.

However, when his body was just wrong with Wang Hao, a sigh rang in his ears.

Although Brother Davis was once a defender, he is now playing in the inside line, so he should not come for dribbling, especially for Wang Hao, the best defensive man.

After the steal, Wang Hao rushed towards the frontcourt without pausing.

Just as he reached the edge of the three-point line, Wang Hao made a three-pointer.

Originally, in order to give back to the audience, one should be deducted, but in the final, one game determines the winner and lose, and Wang Hao still dared not let it go.

"Coach K, I think I can implement the tactics I mentioned before. Wang Hao didn't plan to rest in this game, and he didn't plan to pass the ball, so let's go to double-team!"

Kobe said solemnly to Coach K that the dream team knows Wang Hao the most is Kobe. In the finals, Wang Hao can attend every game, let alone the Olympic finals.

"good!"

Coach K applied for a substitution and replaced it with the previous starter.

The first wave of responsible for double-teaming Wang Hao was Wuhuang and Durant. One of them was in good health and the other was tall.

The second round is Gua Ge and Bo Longwang. Anyway, in a word, double-teams must be double-teamed to the end. Now coach K is testing the referee's standards. If the standards allow, he doesn't mind letting this game go back to the 1980s, the era of the Pistons Bad Boy Legion.

After returning from the timeout, Wang Hao was probably the most severe test in his basketball career so far.

The double-team between King and Durant is unprecedented. There is no such treatment in the NBA Finals. After all, he has Curry and Kobe and other helpers around him. No one dares to double-team him, but here...

"The US team is on double-team, who can give Wang Hao support?"

Director Zhang said hello after this sentence, because no one on the court could provide support to Wang Hao.

Ah Lian clenched his fists off the court and wanted to volunteer to fight, but Yao Ming was indeed pressed down.

"Now is not the time for you to play. You have to learn to be a marshal rather than a general who charges. Now this situation is already under Wang Hao's expectations, and he has a way to solve it."

Although Yao Ming said calmly, his eyes were indeed full of worry. Yao Ming knew the power of this kind of attack.

Wang Hao held my emperor and had to be on guard against Durant's hand. Even if he was not in a desperate situation at this moment, it would be almost the same. After all, Emperor and Durant are not a scumbag.

"Give up!"

Seeing that the double-teaming took effect, Durant's mouth became unhonest again.

"Don't think about it."

Wang Hao plucked up all his strength and pushed at the emperor in front of him. At the same time, he quickly leaned on Durant, squeezed out a little space between the two, without even taking off, and threw the ball out like throwing it.

Swish!

I have to say that if you feel good, you can do whatever you want.

The ball entered the audience widened their eyes. Damn, God?

Next, my emperor and Durant had a good memory and knew that Wang Hao had a very long shooting range. One of them was waiting in the middle line and the other pressed the whole game. If Wang Hao wanted to take a comfortable shot, he could only take action in the second half.

"You guys seem to have forgotten something?"

"What?"

"I'll rush up, can you two stop me?"

Wang Hao grinned when he received the ball, and started to rush towards the front court at full speed.

Durant was stunned. What's the point?

My Emperor blocked Wang Hao in the middle line, but the two did not collide. Wang Hao used his perverted body to make a disguised disguise that did not slow down and left me behind.

Swish!

"That's it, double-team?"

Wang Hao's big white teeth were so white in the spotlight on the court, which formed a sharp contrast with the black-faced old Zhan.

“Up to strength!”
Chapter completed!