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Chapter 33 Tang Qian's Calculations

I, Marcus, have decided on this ball!

Feeling that his right hand had enveloped the basketball, Marcus Feizer secretly said, "The final word is sealed" in his heart.

Huh? This boy has so much strength?!

Still want to struggle? Get down here!

Marcus's right hand has become stronger. I remember when he was playing in the NBA, his body size was always something he was proud of. Even though he is older now and his strength has declined, he is still "thin as a camel."

"Martha" and ordinary players are almost no match for him in this area. Therefore, Marcus felt that Tang Qian was "struggling to the death" and "a trapped beast still fighting."

Such great power, but... don't try to stop me!!!

Tang Qian gritted his teeth, and all the muscles in his body tensed up, and the veins on his arms suddenly emerged.

Get out of my way!!!

Bang~

Beep~

Tang Qian threw the basketball in his hand with brute force. Immediately afterwards, Marcus' right hand slipped and hit Tang Qian firmly on the forearm.

There is no doubt that this is a thug foul.

hateful!

Just when Marcus was feeling annoyed, a "swipe" sound, neither too loud nor too small, made him suddenly petrified and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Not only did the hitter foul, but he also made the ball???

ANDONE!!!

Tang Qian stood on the free throw line, took a decisive shot, and with a "swipe" sound, he hit the extra free throw.

"There are only 27 points left now, right? Mr. Marcus." After Tang Qian made the free throw, he said to Marcus Feizer.

"Asshole! You Chinese boy! Just wait for me!"

Under Tang Qian's irritation, Marcus Fezer began to take the initiative to fight one-on-one.

When it comes to one-on-one, Tang Qian may be a little behind on the offensive end, but on the defensive end, he is not weak at all. The five defensive crystal bricks are proof. Against Marcus, who has already been declining,

It's enough, more than enough.

"Do you want to beat me alone? I admit that your defensive skills are very strong, but offensively, you are evenly matched with me, not necessarily any better." Tang Qian opened his arms and looked at Marcus Fetzer holding the ball in front of him.

Erdao.

"Bullshit!!!" The more Marcus Fezer looked at Tang Qian's face, the more displeased he became, and he immediately yelled: "I'm going to beat you up right now!!!"

Marcus Feizer is not the kind of power forward who is good at attacking. Although he is strong in physique, his movement speed is relatively average, so his ball-handling and one-on-one play is more like that of an ordinary center inside. He uses his strength and body to attack hard.

Beating the defender is like the one against Tang Qian just now. There is no rationale for it. It's all about leaning on the opponent with your body and then attacking hard.

For the first goal, Tang Qian didn't react at all because he had no experience. When he came to his senses and wanted to stop it, it was already too late and he could only watch Marcus score. But this

After one goal, it was not that simple. Tang Qian, who was fully focused, was waiting for a showdown with Marcus Fezer.

Sure enough, it’s the same as before!

Do you think I will still be caught off guard?

Marcus Fezer leaned against Tang Qian and was about to take off when he realized that the opponent's big hand was already in front of his eyes.

No, there's not enough shooting space!

Marcus Feizer immediately judged that at this time, the best way was to pass the ball and use small coordination inside the pass to tear apart the defender's inside defense. But Marcus couldn't do this because he had just

He just said that he wanted to beat Tang Qian, but he passed the ball in the blink of an eye. Wouldn't it be like giving in? Marcus Feizer didn't want to lose face, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight to the end.

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Damn it, why is this Chinese boy's defense so tight?

Marcus Fezer saw that he could not find a chance to take action after several confrontations, and he felt a little anxious.

Damn it! If I were young, I would definitely be able to score directly by jumping up! This damn body, this damn body!

Don’t think that Marcus Fizer is a little “helpless” because he has problems with his scoring ability. In fact, more than ten years ago, he was also a scoring maniac in college, and even single-handedly led the Big 12 League in scoring.

But the problem is that he was really at a disadvantage against Tang Qian. Whether it was height or wingspan, he was far inferior to the latter. So after his body functions age, he will no longer want to dominate the big center like he did in his youth.

It is already impossible.

So the result of continuing to fight hard was to get a solid blow from Tang Qian.

However, this big hat helped Marcus "cool down". He knew that it would not be easy for him to defeat Tang Qian one-on-one.

Turning to defend, Marcus and Tang Qian became more and more entangled. The two were like ancient monsters, constantly colliding and roaring in the Santa Cruz Warriors' penalty area.

But judging from the scene, Marcus still has a slight advantage.

After all, Tang Qian's weight is too different from Marcus, so in this static power game, he is at an obvious disadvantage.

Perhaps Marcus's bench press strength is not as good as Tang Qian's right now, but in this kind of hand-to-hand combat within a very small range, the heavier person will undoubtedly be more stable and less likely to lose his position.

This kind of intensity of physical combat was naturally a huge torture for Tang Qian. Whether it was physical or mental, this feeling was not much better than peeling off the skin. However, this was both pain and training.

, long-term confrontation with domestic insiders, Tang Qian has long forgotten this kind of "death-like" moment, and if he wants to truly transform and stand out from a large number of professional players, this difficulty must be passed.

Physical confrontation has always been the weakness of yellow athletes. If Tang Qian cannot solve this problem, then he will not be able to do well in the NBA, let alone the NBDL.

Damn it, since you are heavy and strong, then I will compete with you for youth, and then I will compete with you for physical strength! Such an intense entanglement is definitely a major test for physical strength. I want to see what happens.

Who can't hold on anymore! Who gives in first!!!

When~

Since Tang Qian failed to get out of position, the defender had to play alone on the outside. Unfortunately, the result was not satisfactory.

The Santa Cruz Warriors attacked. When Tang Qian saw Marcus' position, he immediately said, "What's wrong? Mr. Marcus, aren't you going to blow me up?"

"Chinese boy, you're right about one thing. To beat you, to beat the Los Angeles defenders, it doesn't have to be one-on-one with you. I just want to win in the end. Are you right?"

Tang Qian was a little surprised by S. Feizer's calm reaction. He sighed that this person who had played in the NBA had really first-class adjustment ability. There was a huge gap between him and ordinary professional players.

But, Mr. Marcus, you may not have noticed it yet.

Things have progressed to this point, but they are not out of my control.

You will still lose.

You Warriors will still lose.

There is no doubt about this!

Even if you quickly regain your composure, that’s the same thing, that’s okay!!!

The goddess of victory is already waving to our defenders.

PS: There are too many things going on recently, including work, quarrels, and moving. Alas, there will still be no shortage of updates from Xiao Zi. After these busy days, Xiao Zi will have an outburst. What do you think is enough? ^_

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