Nba: Divine Grade Talent

Under the entanglement of Artest, Lin Mo faked a shot.

After flying it, he took a step forward and quickly broke through.

Artest hastily filled his seat, very embarrassed.

Reggie Miller, who was assisting in the defense, quickly posted up and carried out a pincer attack.

There is no doubt how strong Lin Mo's finishing ability is. The Pacers dare not put him within two meters of the basket.

"Shua!"

Lin Mo made an emergency stop back throw, facing the fingertips of Reggie Miller and Artest, hit the board high, and sent the ball into the net.

After Lin Mo opened up the situation for the team and scored the first point, the Knicks fans sat down with peace of mind.

The loyal Spike Lee is still bouncing around on the sidelines, with his eyes wide open, staring intently at every "943" player, every offensive round, more seriously than the referee.

"Defend! Defend!"

The fans also shouted for defense in unison, which immediately raised the momentum of the Knicks team to a higher level.

The formation of mountains and tsunami caused a lot of psychological pressure on the Pacers team.

"Your defense is so bad, even if my grandma comes over, she can score 50 points on you."

Lin Mo squirted wildly at Artes.

When he was attacking, this guy was pestering and chattering in his ear, which was really annoying.

Lin Mo's energy is boundless.

Artest's face was black, and he was angry, but he had nothing to say.

On the basketball court, strength is the most important thing. If the opponent takes a head-on shot, you will only deserve to be sprayed.

If you really want to spray back, you can only do it when you humiliate the other party.

But Lin Mo will not give Artest a chance.

The ball is converted, and the Pacers attack.

Faced with the momentum of the New York home court, the Pacers players really felt the pressure.

But these NBA players have long been used to playing away games.

The pressure is there, and it doesn't affect them too much.

Facing Keith Van Horn's entanglement, Reggie Miller missed a three-pointer with a strong head-on shot.

O'Neal took off the rebound above Milicic's head and dunked the basket with both hands.

That is to say, Milicic dodges fast enough, otherwise, it will become the background board of the button.

Milicic's athletic talent is definitely not as good as O'Neal's, and he is too young and not as experienced as the opponent.

Jermaine O'Neal is now at the pinnacle of his career, and it is really difficult to deal with.

Lin Mo didn't expect Milicic to beat O'Neill too.

As long as O'Neal is slightly restricted on the defensive end, the offensive end can seize the opportunity, and the goal should be scored, Milicic will complete the task.

As for the job of dominating the court, of course it is still left to Lin Mo.

"Don't lose heart buddy, I'll get you back in the game.

Lin Mo patted Milicic on the shoulder and comforted him.

"No problem, I won't be blown up by this guy."

Milicic also held his breath.

He hasn't met his old team Pistons yet, how could he be willing to get blown out in this round by the Pacers?

Lin Mo received the ball in the backcourt and broke through at the speed of light. His whole body seemed to be stepping on a thunderbolt, roaring and galloping.

In this ultra-fast rhythm, the slightly bulky Artest couldn't keep up.

Artest is muscular and heavy. In tough battles, he is like a wall, very easy to use.

But Lin Mo didn't take the usual way. He hit the whirlwind immediately when he got the ball. Artest chased after him desperately, and was thrown a few meters away.

After finally reaching the three-point line, Reggie Miller blocked Lin Mo, and Artest quickly made up for it.

Lin Mo alone attracted two people's pincer attack, so Jermaine O'Neal could only pull out to defend.

Milicic under the basket, there was a short gap.

In an instant, Lin Mo sent a cannonball through and sent the ball to Milicic.

Taking advantage of Jermaine O'Neal's failure to come back, Milicic directly dunked his hands hard and let out a bad breath.

In the next two minutes, the two sides fell into a protracted iron fight.

The ultra-high-intensity defense prevented players from both sides from scoring points and frequently hit the iron.

Artest on the defensive end, sticking to Lin like brown sugar 0......

All kinds of waist pulling, arm pulling, and jersey tearing.

Lin Mo is indeed much stronger than the defensive intensity he faced when playing against the Cavaliers.

And the Pacers directly adopted Artest's tactic of defending Lin Mo alone.

Only when Lin Mo drives to the hoop will someone help him.

It can be seen that the Pacers still trust and rely heavily on Artest's defense.

With 6 minutes and 33 seconds left in the game, the Knicks 10:8, leading the Pacers by 2 points.

"Boom! Boom!"

Lin Mo dribbled the ball, forced a back-hit on Artest from the free throw line, and directly pushed the beast to the basket.

Then, Lin Mo turned around like a snake, and directly leaned back and shot Artest in the face.

In this terrifying defensive intensity, there are very few opportunities for three-point line shots and inside layups, and most of them are mainly mid-range shots.

Under Artest's fierce entanglement, Lin Mo's most stable way to score points is naturally a backward mid-range shot.

This is also the ultimate move of Kobe and Jordan.

Lin Mo stepped on the ground with both feet, soaring into the air like a rocket, with his body at a 45-degree angle to the ground.

Artest couldn't block the shot at all, so he could only put his hand on Lin Mo's waist while Lin Mo was shooting.

Lin Mo lost his balance and fell directly to the ground.

However, the ball was as accurate as a missile guidance, and it shot through the net.

0.1 At the same time, the referee's whistle sounded, 2+1!

"You trash, you can't prevent me with this dirty trick!"

Lin Mo stood on the free throw line, dribbling the ball and preparing for the free throw, while looking at Artest beside him, all kinds of anger.

The two started bickering at the free throw line.

Dayao on the side looked at it, but thought it was a little funny.

But on such a serious occasion, he still held back forcibly, instead of laughing, he was going to grab a position and grab a rebound.

"Duang!"

Lin Mo made a free throw and missed it.

But at the moment when the ball bounced high, Lin Mo suddenly accelerated, rushed directly to the basket, and took off in the air.

On the top of Dayao and O'Neal, he hit the moon for nine days, grabbed the ball in his hand, and dunked with a bow!.