God of NBA point guards

Chapter 25

Zhou Quan looked at the task content carefully, and couldn't help complaining secretly, isn't this just for me to provoke Karl Malone, and then wait to get his black elbow?

He had seen clearly just now that Thomas broke into the basket from the right elbow area after using the pick-and-roll, flashed past Mark Eaton, and made a layup on the right side of the basket. When he jumped into the air, the Postman took off from the left side of the basket. Flip the former dry with the tip of your right elbow.

The postman definitely did it on purpose. His bones are hard, but if he got an elbow on his face, he would probably have to lie down bleeding all over his face, and he might need 47 stitches.

"Joe, what's Dr. Iron Elbow's max bench press?" he asked, turning around.

"Like, 230 kilograms." Joe Dumas said.

He smacked his lips, 230 kilograms, the impact force of at least two to three hundred kilograms for any elbow, plus the hardness of the big bone at the tip of the elbow, the elbow of Dr. Iron Elbow is not easy to carry!
Anyway, there is no penalty for mission failure, why not take risks?
At eight o'clock, the game begins.

With a jump ball, the 224-centimeter Mark Eaton took the lead to push the ball away, and the Jazz attacked.

The center line, like a wall, has broad-shouldered Zhou Quan in front of Stockton.

John Stockton is 182 cm tall and weighs only 77 kg, definitely less than 80 kg. He is one of the best point guards of this era. He can play without talent, because he has no talent, he relies on perseverance. Brainy, hardworking, technical, and dirty.

Seeing Zhou Quan blocking the front, he immediately changed direction and broke through from the right.

Zhou Quan was about to retreat, when he suddenly found that his left foot was stepped on, and then an elbow hit his left arm.

The next moment, Stockton burst from his left.

"It's really dirty!"

With a secret cry, he quickly turned around and chased after him.

Stockton killed the top of the arc, and the Pistons quickly contracted. He turned left and right in the crowd, and after attracting the defender, he distributed the ball to the postman on the left wing.

After receiving the ball, Postman took advantage of the ball, elbowed Orlando Ulrich away, and then shot a jumper.

"brush!"

Splashes appeared and two points were hit.

Pistons attack.

Zhou Quan advanced with the ball, and after passing the center line, Stockton blocked the front.

"Oh!"

He immediately changed direction and exerted force, and the 90-level acceleration stepped over people. Stockton, who was retreating, was knocked over and slipped on the floor for more than two meters.

This is the home court, the referee's whistle didn't sound, he rushed past Stockton, entered the top of the arc, and went straight to the penalty area.

The postman Malone blocked the front with a cold face, Zhou Quan calmly stopped the jumper at the free throw line, and threw the ball with one hand.

"Throw!"

The bearded John Rowes, the on-site commentator, shouted loudly.

"Pass the ball."

Another commentator, the man with glasses, Longger Lance, shouted almost at the same time.

Pistons forward Orlando Ulrich was empty when the Postman stepped up.

Although he has a height of 206 cm, his best position is actually a small forward. His legs are very thick, but his upper body is thin. He is a dunker.

Although it was empty, the mammoth Mark Eaton sat under the basket. Although the behemoth was old, he was still a shot-blocking machine, so he missed the basket and lay in ambush in the low position on the right wing waiting for an opportunity.

The opportunity came. When he saw the iron fist come to a sudden stop, he rushed to the basket. After the first step, he saw the ball coming.

Zhou Quan understood the offensive method that Ulrich is good at. This is not a throw but a pass, and he calculated the amount of advance, and passed the ball one meter to the right of the basket. When the ball arrived, it happened to be Ulrich. soar into the air.

"Snapped!"

Ulrich caught the ball with both hands and slammed it towards the basket.

Mark Eaton at the basket originally thought it was a throw, but when he saw that the angle was wrong, after reacting, he immediately adjusted his feet, and then jumped up to block the shot.

"boom!"

It was still too late, Ulrich smashed the ball with both hands, pressed Mark Eaton's left hand and smashed the ball into the basket.

"Oh hoo!"

The Palace of Auburn Hills burst into cheers.

"ah!"

The bearded commentator John Rowes shouted excitedly and roared wildly: "A wonderful alley-oop, very good cooperation!
I thought it was a drop shot, but no, our rookie is as calm as Isiah Thomas, and he is what we should look forward to. "

At the free throw line, Zhou Quan stood there, and Stockton just got up under his feet, when Karl Malone ran over.

He watched the postman running past him from the corner of his eye. This kind of superstar who commits crimes unscrupulously can do anything on the court. Big loss.

Stockton received the ball and pushed it across the center line, Zhou Quan came up to him, blocked the left side, and drove the former to the right wing.

At this time, guard Jeff Malone stood on the left side of Zhou Quan, and Stockton immediately used the pick-and-roll to make a breakthrough from the right side.

"Oh!"

Under Zhou Quan's strength, he squeezed Jeff Malone away with brute force and caught up with Stockton, breaking the Jazz's pick-and-roll tactics.

Jeff Malone's tonnage is 93 kilograms, but his height is 193 centimeters. His muscle content is not as good as Zhou Quan's, so his strength is not as good.

Zhou Quan stuck to Stockton's left side and squeezed it out with his body, while his long arm suddenly reached out from behind to poke the ball.

Stockton was only 77 kilograms, with a tonnage difference of 18 kilograms. He couldn't carry it at all, and his feet and hands were messed up when he was squeezed.

"Beautiful! The iron fist hit the ball."

The bearded commentator John Lowes gave a loud shout.

"Snapped!"

Joe Dumars rushed over, took the opportunity to get the ball, then counterattacked and finally hit a ball.

"John, watch out for that rookie."

The postman Ma Long, who returned to the backcourt, came over and whispered to Stockton, glanced at Zhou Quan, and then ran to the frontcourt.

In the frontcourt of the Jazz, Zhou Quan once again stood in front of Stockton. The latter was pulled to the left wing by a large margin, and the former kept up and was still in front.

This time, instead of Jeff Malone running the pick-and-roll, postman Karl Malone came out of the inside to run the pick-and-roll for Stockton.

"Haha, none of the Jazz's three outsiders can compete with Iron Fist. The pick-and-roll effect is not good, so the postman can only do it himself."

The bearded commentator John Lowes laughed.

"The tonnage of small forward Edwards is only 91 kilograms, which is not as good as Jeff Malone." Glasses man Long Geer Lance added.

Stockton used the pick-and-roll to enter the left wing, the postman was too big, Zhou Quan was too slow to go around, and Ulrich immediately switched defenses.

After following up a few steps, the postman returned the pass at the mid-range position, took off and shot, and when he took the ball with both hands, he raised the tip of his left elbow.

Before each battle, Zhou Quan had to study the opponent's information, especially villainous superstars like the postman. He knew his habit of elbowing his way, and he was already mentally prepared.

After taking off, he didn't intend to block the block at all, but crossed his arms to protect his chest, making a cross defense. The postman picked it up with an elbow, and it happened to pick it on the cross. The moment he was picked, he pressed down with all his strength.

(End of this chapter)