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Chapter 499: Turning your back for 5 seconds as soon as you come up is a violation

"Blow the opponent!"

Boss Paul Allen pumped his fist and shouted.

"Blow the opponent!"

All the generals shouted in unison.

In the player tunnel, the main players from both sides meet.

The Heat are about to be eliminated, and everyone is staring at Wang Zelin and others with unwilling eyes.

Especially James, seeing that he was about to win three consecutive championships, but the ending was so cruel. He was about to be eliminated. He felt extremely unwilling to do so. He looked at Wang Zelin and muttered something in his mouth.

"LeBron, I think Tim is right this time, the future belongs to me."

As soon as they met, Wang Zelin completely entered the game state and started talking trash.

"The finals are not over yet, and it is not certain who will win or lose..."

James scratched his head and replied.

"Come on, everything is right in front of you, but you still have to be tough."

Wang Zelin laughed back, then without waiting for a reply, he turned his head and raised his arms and shouted:

"Go ahead and get our championship!"

"champion!!!"

The generals shouted out.

When the away team came on the court, the boos were loud.

But amidst the deafening boos, 3,000 Blazers fans shouted in unison, which is still a force that cannot be underestimated. Especially when Wang Zelin came on the court, all the Blazers fans stood up and applauded.

Wang Zelin waved his arms and jogged out of the tunnel, with fans on both sides touching his hands excitedly.

When I came to the stadium, I ran around the stadium and greeted everyone in the front row.

Today, Yao Ming and Wang Zhizhi, the two great players of China's men's basketball team, also came to the scene. As the finals progressed, Wang Zelin exerted an unparalleled influence in this round of finals, becoming a rising basketball star.

Returning to the Trail Blazers bench, Wang Zelin raised his right hand high, took a deep breath, and then roared loudly: "We are the champions!"

"We are the champions! We are the champions..."

The whole audience burst into cheers.

After 15 minutes, the game started.

"Fuck the heat!"

"Crush them!"

When the players gathered together, they started shouting again in front of 20,000 people in the audience. Before the battle started, the team's morale was at its peak.

After a jump ball in the middle circle, Wang Zelin took the lead and the Blazers attacked.

In the frontcourt, everyone quickly opened up, allowing Wang Zelin to play Anderson alone.

"You are the only one who is called a birdman, right? Tonight, I will turn you into a dead bird!"

In the low position on the right wing, Wang Zelin is carrying Anderson with his right hand and opens his left hand to ask for the ball.

He can completely choose to be beaten by his opponent without consuming physical energy. He can use his super-fast frontal breakthrough and his fast movement to achieve success.

But now, he insisted on playing in the low post, choosing the most manly way to have a head-on confrontation of strength.

Tonight, he will win this game with an absolutely wild attitude.

"Boy, come here and let Master Bird teach you a lesson!"

There is a saying that losers don't lose battles, Anderson shouted angrily.

In the first offensive round of the game, the two men were so close to each other, and the fierce physical collision caused the entire audience to fall silent.

At the scene, in front of the TV, countless people stared at the two of them.

At this time, the ball came in.

Wang Zelin grabbed the ball with one hand, stuck out his butt, pushed Anderson away, leaned over to dribble, then turned to face the basket and was about to take a shot.

"If you want to score a goal, there is no way!"

Anderson shouted loudly, jumped up high, and tried to block the shot.

"Oh, Chris is very hardworking!"

Reggie Miller explained excitedly.

"Unfortunately, his defensive prediction was wrong."

Kenny Smith shook his head.

On the field, another roar came.

"drink!"

Facing the block, Wang Zelin kept his shooting posture unchanged and did not take a shot. After the fake move, his pivot foot remained unchanged, he turned again, faced the basket and made a hook shot, successfully scoring the ball.

2:0, the Trail Blazers took the lead.

"..."

The scene was quiet for a while, and then various sounds suddenly sounded.

"Pretty nice moves around the basket!"

"In front of the king, Chris Anderson is like a piece of wood, just sitting there stupidly."

"Is it going to break out again?"

In the stands, everyone had a variety of expressions.

But in the end, they reached a consensus, that is:

When the Trail Blazers No. 36 is under the basket, opponents can either pray that his touch is not good, or they can only watch the former wreak havoc on their own basket.

Turning around, Wang Zelin looked down at Anderson with a sneer: "Your defense is not as tough as your mouth shows!"

In the live broadcast of the imperial stage, Teacher Yu Jia began his roar: "The king is destroying his opponents in the most cruel way, officially announcing that this alliance has a new master!"

Heat offense.

From the low post on the left wing, James opens his hand for the ball.

At the top of the arc, Chalmers didn't think much and quickly released the ball.

"Snapped!"

Well……

After receiving the ball and turning his head, James suddenly discovered that the opponent in front of him had become Trail Blazers No. 36.

"Oh ho ho ho!"

The crowd started shouting at the top of their lungs.

The commentators of major TV stations did not want the children to express surprise.

Wang Zelin took the initiative to ask to switch to guard James?

This scene made the whole audience exclaimed.

"Come on, LeBron, beat me, then you have a chance to win."

Wang Zelin licked his lips, stared at James with a bloodthirsty and ferocious look and said.

"..."

James said nothing, but then he took the initiative to come over and hit Wang Zelin from behind.

He used actions to illustrate his inner thoughts.

If you want to fight! Then fight...

"Give him something back! Give him something back..."

Tens of thousands of Heat fans shouted wildly and cheered for James.

James made the first impact, but the giant behind him didn't move at all, which shocked him and made him even more unbelievable.

I don’t believe it. I can’t hit you?

James, who did not believe in evil, started a second collision. This time, the latter was unable to hold on and took a small step back.

It was this small step that made James think he saw the dawn of victory.

But soon, Wang Zelin, who was just one step behind, came up again and hit James' back, causing the latter's collision to come to nothing.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

"Huh...huh...huh..."

The continuous collisions consumed a lot of James's physical energy in a short period of time. He could only suck in big breaths, hoping to replenish the consumption in his body.

"LeBron, keep going, it's only been a few seconds, why have you turned into a soft-footed shrimp?" Wang Zelin's cold voice sounded from behind.

"I……"

James was furious and was preparing to fight back.

"Beep!"

The whistle sounded and the referee signaled that it was a violation of the 5-second back-up rule.

"Tricked!"

After glancing at the referee, James realized belatedly that he wanted to win so much that his emotions after the start were completely controlled by Wang Zelin.

In the stands, the home fans howled.

It's like a fantasy that this kind of low-level mistake could actually happen to James.

But it happened right in front of their eyes, which was quite evil.


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