Mo Williams's non-conformity made the solemn atmosphere of the stadium cheerful for a while, but soon became murderous again, because Yang Mo shouted arrogantly: "Tie the score in three minutes, James is not here, they
They are just a bunch of chickens and dogs, vulnerable to attack!"
Yang Mo's words hurt five players of the Cavaliers, but they also stimulated the morale of the Heat players. Yes, how difficult is it to crush these gangsters?
This made their self-confidence unprecedentedly strong. At the same time, it also made the Cavaliers players breathless.
This sentence is equivalent to asking both sides to throw away their machine guns and replace them with bayonets. It's time for the white knife to enter and the red knife to go out! Yang Mo has never been afraid of close combat, let alone seeing red bayonets, because he firmly believes that the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road.
When the Cavaliers served again, the Heat immediately pounced on them like ferocious wolves. Although their defensive skills may not be good enough, their defensive attitude was 200%. Under their pressure, the Cavaliers did not completely get rid of them.
Without the ability to defend, they can only get opportunities by passing the ball non-stop. However, how can they find an open space under the Heat's pressing like a mad dog?
drop!
In the end, the Cavaliers exhausted 24 seconds and failed to find a chance. They had to regretfully hand over the ball to the Heat.
Pat Riley on the sidelines was suddenly very moved when he saw familiar yet unfamiliar players on the court. At this moment, he finally understood why the young super-yang could lead these guys to defeat the invincible defending runner-up Los Angeles Lakers. That's it.
This energy is the energy that is twisted into a hemp rope.
This is like a team!
Pat Riley couldn't help but nodded slightly. The Heat in the first half were completely different from now. Although Wade was very active in the first half, he was out of touch with other players. But now, the Heat are
It is a whole, and everyone is doing what he is supposed to do. There is no competition or overstepping, only the intertwining of forces involved in each other.
At this moment, Pat Riley even had the idea of removing Dwyane Wade from the team because he felt that it would be better to hand over the future of the team to Yang Mo.
At the same time, Yang Mo caught the ball directly in the frontcourt and ran towards the frontcourt, looking like a superstar.
At this time, the Heat's five positions are very confusing. Strictly speaking, there is no inside line. Yang Mo, the only one who looks like an inside line, is now controlling the ball and moving forward, acting like a forward and guard swingman. The Cavaliers are very hesitant. They don't want to
Know who to send on defense, Varejao? Or Szczerbiak?
While they were hesitating, Yang Mo had already taken off directly one step away from the three-point line... Whoa!
The basketball ruthlessly penetrated the Cavaliers' net, adding three points to the Heat.
Yang Mo still didn't celebrate after scoring the goal. He just clenched his fist and roared: "Kill!"
When he roared the word "kill", the fans in red uniforms in the audience, led by someone unknown, also roared this powerful syllable in a small area: "Kill!"
When this voice filled the entire arena, everyone immediately felt the momentum, which was much more powerful than shouting for defense. It felt like the roar of an ancient iron-blooded army before going out for battle, filled with murderous intent.
While the Heat's home court gradually developed a terrifying and murderous atmosphere, t-n-t's studio was filled with Charles Barkley's triumphant laughter. He banged the table and kept making laughter that made Kenny Smith frown, and he did not forget to use words.
To provoke: "Viewers, do you know? Super-yang just hit another three-pointer. He is only four points away from the bet proposed by someone. In other words, Kenny's tongue
There are only four points left to my toes."
In sharp contrast to Barkley's arrogance is Kenny Smith's loneliness. When Yang Mo's three-pointer penetrated the net with great accuracy, he clearly heard his heartbroken voice. Yes, at that moment, he
There was a feeling of despair, as if my paradise had been completely destroyed by Buckley's toes, and my mind was filled with disgusting images.
"Basketball is round, and no one knows what will happen on the court." Kenny Smith said weakly and forcefully. It was more like a final self-consolation than an argument.
"Yes, you're right." Barkley triumphantly continued to maintain the high-pressure taunt: "Maybe super-yang will score 20 points in the next five minutes. Of course, as an upright person, I can't
All I need to do for you to lick the soles of my feet is to extend the time for a few seconds."
Buckley was so arrogant, but Kenny Smith could only put on a bad face and couldn't formulate any words to attack. After all, the facts were before his eyes, and Super-Yang's violent surge gave Buckley full confidence.
At this moment, Mo Williams on the court missed a shot, and Yang Mo easily picked off the rebound.
There is no way, the Heat's current defense is too dense, it is simply airtight. Due to LeBron James' rest, the Cavaliers no longer have any breakthrough players who can tear apart the opponent's defense on their own. As a result,
It was only natural that they would be completely strangled to death.
After Yang Mo picked off the rebound, he immediately sprinted towards the frontcourt. Seeing this, the Cavaliers players rushed to defend. The first person to open his arms and try to intercept Yang Mo was Varejao who was closest to him.
Varejao's defensive steps were indeed very good, and he completely blocked Yang Mo's path. He thought that he could at least delay Yang Mo's offensive rhythm, but... Yang Mo, who had been specially trained by Isiah Thomas, was no longer under Wu Xia.
Amon.
I saw him rushing directly towards Varejao without losing any speed. Just when Varejao was ready to dive and cause Yang Mo to hit someone with the ball, Yang Mo suddenly turned around and completely bypassed him with the ball.
The obstruction he created felt simpler than passing a pillar.
When Yang Mo completely turned around and passed him, Varejao still didn't react: Who was the black shadow that just passed by his eyes? Was I passed by?
Varejao was still stupid and naive and didn't understand why. Yang Mo had already passed the half court. At this time, the only person blocking his way was Mo Williams, who was waiting near the free throw line.
Just after Mo Williams shot, he felt that his shot was missed, so he rushed to the frontcourt with lightning speed. He thought that his defense was very active, but when Yang Mo rushed over with the ball in an aggressive manner,
, he couldn't help but be afraid, because at this moment, he couldn't help but think of Stoudemire and Chalmers who were dunked by Yang Mo. He weighed his weight. If he was hit directly by Yang Mo,
The parabola will definitely be more than five meters long.
So, he subconsciously retreated. He didn't want to enjoy the medical insurance he paid every year just for a defense.
Mo Williams tried to retreat, but Yang Mo suddenly rushed in front of him and stopped the car. Before Mo Williams could react, Yang Mo, who had stopped, suddenly changed direction, and his subconscious mind quickly made a decision.
After two consecutive and wonderful crossovers, his hands and eyes turned to the right, while Yang Mo broke through from his left side.
This feeling of being played is not wonderful, and may even make you look very stupid.
Mo Williams has never felt stupid, so after being fooled and angry, he actually tried to hug Yang Mo to stop his dunk.
However, it is a pity that his speed is still slow. He only grabbed Yang Mo's jersey with one hand and failed to hug him completely.
The moment he grabbed Yang Mo's clothes, his mind suddenly came to his senses. Only then did he remember that his strength was not at the same level as Yang Mo's.
But, it's too late!
Yang Mo had already provoked him as violently as a wild bull... Bang! Under the influence of the huge pulling force, Mo Williams was directly driven to the ground, and he was thrown into a dog's mouth in embarrassment.
He fell miserably, but the misfortune did not bring him the rewards he deserved.
He couldn't stop Yang Mo from taking off, nor could he stop Yang Mo from being unscrupulous on his own basket... Boom!
The basketball hit the basket hard, and the painful roar of the basket covered Mo Williams' painful vagina. He touched his painful chin, and there was blood oozing out.
F**k! Lost a tooth!
Mo Williams quickly found the wound.
At this time, Yang Mo, who had landed on the ground, shook his fist fiercely. Before he could make a sound, more than 20,000 fans in the audience roared in unison: Kill!
When this syllable resounded throughout the American Airlines Center, the momentum instantly climbed to a historical peak.
Even Leonardo and Johnny Depp couldn't help but waved their fists and shouted: Kill!
This is Yang Mo's motivation. Now he is equivalent to the generalissimo who led the army in ancient times. He is always capable of heroic battles, and he is always the one who triumphs!
drop!
Seeing that the Heat's morale had reached its peak, and that the point guard was lying on the court with his mouth full of blood like a stray dog wagging its tail for mercy, Mike Brown quickly called a timeout.
Now, it’s up to LeBron James to stop the crazy super-yang!!
In fact, only LeBron James can organize a crazy super-yang!
One is the proud n-one who is the number one player in the basketball world, and the other is Super-Yang, the madman who brings home power and explodes at critical moments. Now, it’s finally time to meet on a narrow road and fight hand-to-hand!
