After Yang Mo was provoked, his anger level immediately reached the maximum level.
As soon as he returned to sit on the bench, Pat Riley came over, clapped his hands and encouraged Yang Mo and Wade: "Oh my God, your cooperation just now was really perfect. Both lines go hand in hand.
It feels like two Ferraris racing. You will definitely become a legendary combination surpassing Jordan and Pippen, I swear."
Originally, such words should not be said by the president and general manager of the team like him, but there is no way. Wade and Yang Mo are the greatest assets of this team. He has to personally stand up and regulate the emotions between the two.
, because Spoelstra absolutely cannot do this well.
"Really? Sir." Wade asked with a smile.
"Of course, your technical styles are a natural fit, perfect, without any flaws. You are both terminators!" Pat Riley said with a smile.
"So who do you think is Michael Jordan and who is Scottie Pippen?" Wade still asked with a smile, but the question suddenly became a bit sharp, which made Pat Riley very embarrassed. In the past, if Wade
If Germany asks this question, he can answer without hesitation that you are Jordan and Yang is Pippen. But now, Yang Mo has gradually revealed his potential to dominate the audience. And the most important thing is that he understands Yang Mo and he
I know that Yang Mo is a person who just wants to be number one.
When Pat Riley was in trouble, Yang Mo had already smiled and said: "Of course it's you Michael Jordan, you're the shooting guard."
Yang Mo's words made Pat Riley relax, but the words that followed soon made Pat Riley's heart hang high after he had just relaxed: "But I'm not Scottie Pippen, I am who I am,
Never be the next one.”
Yang Mo's words were also very sharp. Wade's expression stiffened for a moment before he laughed, put his hand on Yang Mo's shoulder, pointed at a cheerleader in front and asked: "That black-haired one, what do you think?
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"Uh, um, it's okay." Yang Mo saw Wade change the topic, and he also followed the conversation elsewhere.
Seeing Wade and Wade turning away the tense topic, Pat Riley breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the two men would get into trouble over the competition for players.
In fact, in the final analysis, there is only one reason why he is so nervous now, and that is that Yang Mo has grown too fast! It has exceeded his expectations. He originally thought that it would take at least one or two years for Yang Mo to firmly secure his position as the second leader. The result was good.
, in less than two months, they had already settled everyone and made big strides towards Wade's position.
Seeing Wade and Yang Mo chatting and laughing together, Pat Riley quickly walked aside. He was still planning in his mind how to make the two people live together in perfect harmony.
After Pat Riley left, Spoelstra squatted over again, holding a tactical board and laying out tactics between Yang Mo and Wade: "Next, we will focus on Dwyane, Yang, you have to
Contain Howard in the penalty area and never let him do whatever he wants inside. The defense is left to you. Dorell, you must always pay attention to receiving Dwyane's breakthrough ball from outside the three-point line..."
After all, Spoelstra's tactics still let Wade play in the same way as before.
This made Yang Mo somewhat unhappy, but this was Spoelstra's conspiracy. He just wanted to make Yang Mo unhappy, and then have Yang Mo fall out with Wade and be kicked out of the team.
With Yang Mo's current reputation and status in the team, it is almost impossible for him to get Yang Mo out openly and openly. Now he can only use this kind of conspiracy to kill people with a borrowed knife.
His plot was very deep and Yang Mo didn't notice it. But he wouldn't fall for it because he wouldn't attack Wade. He would rather leave than break up with him. After all, Wade knew him well.
He never points his gun at those who have helped him. This is his personality.
Before Spoelstra finished laying out his tactics, the whistle sounded and the game started again. When he came on the court, Yang Mo said to Wade: "Let me play three or four first. I plan to teach Howard a lesson."
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"Yeah." Wade nodded and agreed.
Back on the court, Yang Mo was still standing outside the three-point line. When Chalmers brought the ball over, he immediately reached out for the ball. Chalmers looked at Wade with a slight hesitation, and then threw the basketball to Wade after receiving a look of approval.
Yang Mo.
As soon as Yang Mo received the basketball, Howard followed him closely. Other outside players might become unsteady under his defense and lose the basketball. But Yang Mo did not move at all, because Howard's strength was too powerful for him.
Not enough to see.
Yang Mo held the ball steadily and faced Howard's body. He suddenly dropped the ball and took a step to the left. Howard subconsciously took half a step back, but because of the lessons learned from the last three-pointer,
, he still suppressed his subconscious actions and stopped suddenly.
After a pause, he realized that Yang Mo had indeed not broken through, and couldn't help but laugh proudly: "Hey, I'm not that easy to fool!"
"Yeah?"
Yang Mo chuckled, took a step forward half a minute, quickly swatted the ball, and flew directly past him.
Howard only heard a whooshing sound, and Yang Mo disappeared before his eyes.
"It's hard to guard against!" Howard muttered helplessly. He didn't expect that he could guard against Yang Mo's shot but failed to guard against Yang Mo's breakthrough. He was very confused in his heart: Was this a fake move or a real move?
Howard felt puzzled, but Chalmers next to him slapped his head and suddenly realized: No wonder Yang wants to practice probing steps. It turns out that he wants to use probing steps to completely connect his three-pointers with his speed. When the opponent prevents a breakthrough, he shoots easily
. He can easily break through when the opponent is guarding the shot. The so-called fake moves are actually real moves. The so-called real moves can also be fake moves. There is real in the fake, there is fake in the real, the real and fake, the fake and the real, what the opponent wants
It's really difficult to guess! Generally, outsiders can't defend. How could Howard, an inside player, be able to answer this multiple-choice question correctly?
At the same time, Yang Mo, who was like a cannon being fired from the barrel, had already rushed into the restricted area.
As he came all the way, everyone, whether teammates or opponents, all retreated. No one wanted to be the second Stoudemire to be knocked away. When Yang Mo's tank sprinted over at the speed of an F22, all the opponents could do was hide.
Go to the side and close your eyes and listen quietly to the sound of your own basket being ravaged.
No one dared to stop him, so dunking became a matter of course.
I saw Yang Mo take a full step and then use all his strength to bounce high, tightly slam the ball into the basket... Boom!
The moment Yang Mo dunked his right hand on the rim, the entire basketball stand tilted downwards, and the huge force pulled the rim rapidly downwards, as if worshiping this heaven-defying brutal force!
Bang!
The moment Yang Mo let go of the rim, the rim and basket rebounded with a shocking sound after being suppressed to the extreme. The microphone and camera placed behind also fell to the ground due to the huge swing... Bang! Broken.
land.
At this moment, the entire American Airlines Center was extremely quiet, and everyone was holding their breath to receive this baptism that seemed to come from a wild force.
The basket was still shaking violently, but Yang Mo turned around, pointed at Howard, who was obviously shocked, and asked condescendingly: "Did you just say that you wanted to compete with me in strength?"
Howard nodded subconsciously.
"Do you accept it? Do you admit defeat?" Yang Mo continued to ask arrogantly and indifferently, with deep disdain and pity in his tone.
Howard originally wanted to nod and admit defeat, but soon remembered that this was a competition and he must not admit defeat before the result came out, so he bite the bullet and replied: "I don't accept it!"
"Haha. The teeth are pretty hard." Yang Mo sneered, then changed the topic and struck Howard like a cold winter wind: "I will use a hammer to smash all your hard teeth into pieces one by one.
Because I am the only one who treats people who are not convinced!"
With that said, Yang Mo walked to the sidelines and raised his arms twice. The American Airlines Center Arena immediately erupted into a shocking chorus of shouts: super-yang! super-yang!
The fans shouted several times at the top of their lungs. Yang Mo quickly stretched out his hand to signal everyone to calm down, and then shouted loudly: "Guys, save your strength, tonight's performance has just begun!"
Yang Mo's words reached the ears of the fans, and they all immediately became excited and full of expectations. Super-yang said that the performance had just begun, and there must be more exciting things behind it! Super-yang never let go
He is disappointed, but being his fan is such a blessing!
