NBA backer king

Chapter 64
Coming to the offensive end, Danny Ainge got another chance to shoot, this time he hit a three-pointer.

On the defensive end again, Dameng began to try to get into the basket.

This time, after Barkley's guidance, Comrade Wang started from the very beginning, directly clamping one of Dameng's arms, while constantly squeezing the opponent's center of gravity.

As a result, Dameng was in trouble, his arms were held hostage, his movement was blocked, and his center of gravity was constantly squeezed, so he was confined to Wang Tiejun's side.

"Ha, this defensive method is really good."

Although his defensive action was not small, the whistle did not sound, indicating that the level of confrontation was within the rules. Comrade Wang was happy and gave Barkley a thumbs up.

Dameng had no choice but to go to the low post on the left wing, outside the paint line, to get the ball.

Lao Wang was not conservative, and still took the initiative to fight. He didn't just sit back and watch Da Meng want the ball.

This position will inevitably reduce Dameng's hit rate, and at the same time he can return to the paint area at any time.

At this time, when Dameng received the ball, Wang Tiejun's squeeze became stronger, which made it difficult for him to turn around, and his center of gravity may be pushed at any time.

"Huh!"

His stamina was exhausted in the intense continuous confrontation, he gasped, turned around and took off suddenly, and made a fadeaway jumper.

Now he is still at his peak and has good abdominal muscles. This kind of fadeaway jumper will not be difficult for him.

Wang Tiejun couldn't react in time, he could only watch the opponent calmly strike on his head.

"Shh!"

Splashes appeared and two points were hit.

"Hmph, kid, I'm also someone you can guard against? My arsenal has just been opened, you kid just wait to cry." Dameng gasped.

"Come again." Wang Tiejun refused to admit defeat.

"Old K, just fight like this and try to consume his physical energy. It's the same as when you played O'Neill last time. He still has physical energy and has a high shooting percentage, but if he continues to fight against you, his physical energy will decrease, and his shooting percentage will definitely go down." Barkley and Wang Tiejun warned when they ran forward together.

"I see." He nodded.

Next, he defended Dameng like this on the defensive end. Through continuous entanglement and strong confrontation, he prevented him from entering the basket and dropped him, and pushed Dameng away from the paint.

Bang bang, the old rascal Dameng is not polite, waving his elbows, constantly looking for opportunities to strike.

However, Comrade Wang is not a vegetarian either. His elbow technique is more subtle and professional, and if you take a cold elbow, Dameng will be in pain for a long time.

Although Dameng can still continue to score on Wang Tiejun's head by virtue of his strength, his shooting percentage is not too outrageous, and he still missed two shots. Most of his offenses are outside the paint area, and he has rarely reached the basket.

However, he didn't show much on the offensive end. After missing a hook again, he started to enter the basket, trying to shake the center of gravity of Dameng who was defending around the front by hitting like last time, and then got up and dunked.

Unfortunately, the outside ball failed to pass in in time, half a second later, Dameng blocked in front of him again, and caused him to catch the ball wrongly, and the ball flew directly out of the baseline.

A few possessions later, he asked for the ball in the low post on the left wing, and Barkley transitioned and passed the ball down.

"Oh!"

First of all, relying on hitting close to the body shook the center of gravity of Dameng.

"Oh!"

The second time of relying on fighting came one after another. This time relying on fighting was different from the previous relying on fighting. He didn't try his best.

This kind of relying on hitting without exhaustion, although the strength is small, has an advantage, that is, it is fast, and the connection with the first relying on hitting is very close, so that Dameng has no time to do other actions, so he can only passively bear his relying on hitting.

During these two consecutive attacks, the turbulent force was like ocean waves, one wave after another, constantly hitting the center of gravity of the big dream.

"Oops!"

Dameng knew something was wrong, under the two impacts, his feet were already floating and he couldn't stand firmly.

But he didn't have time to post it, and he didn't have time to evacuate it, because he needed to stand firm before making the next technical move.

And this time is enough for the rookie in front to use his third attack.

The next moment, the third time of relying on the fight arrived as scheduled.

Tieshan relied on beating, pushing and crushing, and the huge force surged out. Wang Tiejun broke out with all his strength this time.

"Oh!"

Amidst the extremely dull impact, Dameng, who was in a passive state, let out a muffled snort. With all the force of the blow on his chest, he flipped back in an instant and was felled to the ground.

"Oops!"

The on-site commentator exclaimed.

"Oh!"

Amid the exclamation of the fans, Wang Tiejun turned around and stepped past Dameng. The monster flew into the air, grabbed the ball with one hand, and smashed it towards the basket.

"Damn!"

The low post on the weak side is Horry. He had just returned to the basket, and his face changed when he saw this. With his thin body of 100 kg, how could he dare to stop the monster from attacking the basket?Had to avoid in a hurry.

"boom!"

After the one-armed dunk, Wang Tiejun hung above the basket, looked down at the silent Compaq Center, and felt very happy.

"yeah!"

The Suns bench, Barkley and others on the field cheered instantly.

"It's too bad, he actually knocked over Dameng and succeeded in dunking."

The on-site commentator reacted, explained weakly, and put the attack in the past.

"Ruppy, you finally fought me hard, you deserve a reward, and knocking you down is my reward for you."

Immediately after landing, the excited Old Wang spat trash talk at Dameng, who had just got up, across Barkley and the others.

"Hohohoho..."

Dameng, who wasted a lot of physical energy, opened his mouth and gasped for breath. He had never suffered such a big loss under a rookie's hands, and was knocked over.

No rookie dared to talk trash to him like this, and his impression of this Chinese coolie was extremely bad.

"Oh!"

He rushed up and put his elbow on Wang Tiejun's chest, cursing: "Little bastard, keep your mouth clean."

"Oh!"

Wang Tiejun counterattacked immediately, exerting force on his feet, twisting his waist and abdomen, the six forces combined into one, leaning close to the body and hitting, one elbow rested on Dameng's chest.

"Oh shit! Hiss!"

The old hooligan Dameng let out a pained cry and gasped.

"Di Di!"

It was the referee who came running over with a whistle, pushed the two away, and gestured at Dameng for a foul.

"Damn it, he elbowed me too." Dameng was furious.

The referee was a little confused and glanced at Wang Tiejun, who looked up at the sky and ignored him, so he could only say, "Then I didn't see it."

"Shet!"

Dameng can only consider himself unlucky, who made his elbow so obvious, and Comrade Wang's elbow is close to the body, not conspicuous at all?

But then, being irritated, he took control of the offense, and he wanted to teach Comrade Wang with scoring.

"Oh!"

After three rounds, Comrade Wang was knocked down again.

"boom!"

Dameng hitting the basket is a dunk.

"Rookie, are you satisfied? You are a piece of shit in front of me, and I feel sick when I step on you." He turned his head and raged at Lao Wang who got up.

Old Wang was depressed, he had tried his best to fight close to him, but this old guy was too slippery, he would shake him if he was not careful.

"Fuck, get the hell out of here!"

With a bang, he took advantage of the situation and leaned on Dameng, and elbowed the eloquent old hooligan, the pain made Dameng's teeth crack.

In the next round, Wang Tiejun missed the hook.

Back on the defensive end, during a pull, the bottom judge called him a pull foul.

This was his second personal foul, and the low post was too close to the bottom cut, forcing him to reduce the range of motion of his hands.

In this way, Dameng's activities are more convenient. After getting rid of him twice in a row, he went to the basket and dunked successfully.

"Old K, don't care about the number of fouls you have, go up and post him to prevent him from entering the basket." Barkley roared loudly.

"Okay." He could only agree.

(End of this chapter)