NBA Absolute Flood Dam

Chapter 326

"yeah!!!!"

The Sun commentator roared with all his might: "One-arm dunk again, the hammer dunks O'Neal again!"

"It's so beautiful! The hammer's tentative step is really good. This is a common breakthrough step on the outside." Yu Jia shouted excitedly.

"The main reason is that the first step of the Hammer is really fast. His attack direction is also good, avoiding Malone, although it is [-]v[-], but actually only facing O'Neal." Zhang Lili laughed.

"Hey, Shaq, are you used to it? Have you learned to enjoy it? Does it make you feel happy?" After landing, the excited Li Ba squirted at O'Neill.

"Go away, you big pest, it doesn't give me any pleasure, and neither does your PI!" O'Neill shot back.

"Oh, you're so fucking disgusting!"

Li Ba admitted that he was sprayed by O'Neill's trash talk.

For the free throw, Li Ba wiped off his sweat before aiming at the basket.

At the basket, O'Neal and Malone went all out to grab the rebound.

"Ahead is 4 of 2 free throws. According to the Hammer's 55% hit rate, it depends on God's will whether to score or not to score this goal." Zhang Lili complained.

"His shooting percentage seems to be a little lower than that of O'Neal." Yu Jia also complained.

"boom!"

The ball hit the basket and went in.

69:76, the Suns lead by 7 points.

"Shet!"

O'Neill and Malone, who were already stuck, cursed depressingly.

"17 points and 21 rebounds, and another three points, it will be double twenty, come on, Hammer!" Yu Jia shouted.

"The Hammers averaged 9.8 points per game in the first five games, which is lower than the 12.3 points in the first series. This game should be able to catch up a bit, and now it is 11 points." Zhang Reasonable said.

The Lakers attack.

Kobe attacked again, and it was another mid-range shot after a breakthrough.

O'Neal was on the left side of the basket, Li Ba was in the middle, Malone was on the right side, and Waskull was squeezed behind by the three and couldn't get in.

"boom!"

The basketball hit the inner edge of the rim, bounced off the rim, and bounced to the right.

Ma Long jumped up, raised his right arm, and held the basketball with one palm.

"Oh!"

The moment the ball bounced to the right, Li Ba, who was not watching the ball, suddenly sat sideways and slammed back.

O'Neill was watching the rebound, when he was bumped unexpectedly, he was pushed back a little.

Li Bagong made this move because the ball went to Malone's side, and he had to get enough space to react, and he couldn't let O'Neal play tricks on him from behind.

Sure enough, the moment he retreated from O'Neill, he saw Malone bursting up, and his attention was immediately concentrated at a high speed. Like a leopard, his body was immediately ready to explode.

At this moment, he was ready to go.

Malone held down the ball, twisted his waist and abdomen, turned slightly in the air, and immediately smashed with one arm.

At this moment, Li Ba leaped wildly, pressing his left palm to the locked basketball.

"Snapped!"

The basketball was flanked, jumped up, and bounced off the back of Malone's head.

"Oh!"

There was a sudden exclamation from the audience.

"The 7th block! The postman with the hammer and blood cap..."

The roar of the Suns commentator sounded, but the field continued.

Ma Long landed, and before he was depressed and blocked, he immediately turned around and caught the ball.

Li Ba knew where the ball was without looking at it. At this moment, O'Neal entangled him from behind. He immediately forced his right side and sent his right elbow into O'Neal's arms.

O'Neill's face trembled from being elbowed, he grunted, and lost strength in his hands.

Taking this opportunity, Li Ba pressed O'Neill again with his right arm, took half a step forward with his strength, jumped up, and lashed vigorously with his left palm.

"ah!"

Malone received the ball, turned around immediately, jumped wildly, held the ball with both arms, hissed, and hit the basket.

At this moment, a giant yellow palm drew out.

"boom!"

Amidst the extremely dull thumping sound, the basketball jumped up again.

"Hey, the 8th block, the hammer capped the postman again!"

The roar of the Suns commentator sounded continuously.

"what!!!!!"

Amidst the huge cheers, countless palms in the arena were shaking.

"Oh!"

Li Ba staggered to the ground and took half a step back, bumping into O'Neill.

"boom!"

Subconsciously, Li Ba turned right again, and sent his right elbow into O'Neill's arms again.

He is very familiar with this kind of elbow strike now.

This kind of elbow, with the strength of a low-post player, does not cause destructive damage, and if the action is not obvious, the referee generally turns a blind eye.

O'Neill was unlucky this round. He was elbowed twice and let out another muffled groan. Even with fat as a shield, he felt that his ribs were about to fail.

"Shet, damn it, won't you switch elbows on me?"

In other words, Li Ba didn't use the rib tip, which is a blunt injury, otherwise O'Neill would have fallen down.

Luckily for Malone, the ball was in the back of his head this time, and he took a step back, elbowed Voskull back, then jumped up again to catch the ball.

Further, his stature skyrocketed.

"Dump!"

The Lakers live commentator roared excitedly.

"ah!"

Ma Long roared again, holding the ball with both arms, smashing the basket frantically.

Li Ba instinctively elbowed O'Neal, and saw Malone also elbowed Voskul, and then began to attack his basket.

He immediately pressed O'Neal, took advantage of the momentum to take half a step, jumped up, and pressed his left palm to the basketball.

"boom!"

The slap sounded, and the ball, jumped again.

"what!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

In the American West Arena, the continuous bloody blocks, the consecutive blocks of the superstar Karl Malone, the fans' emotions exploded, tens of thousands of palms were shaking crazily, and the huge noise made the decibels of the arena break through peaks one after another. .

"Yeah, 9th block!"

The Suns on-site commentator roared wildly.

"Oh ho ho ho ho ho ho..."

Barkley couldn't explain anymore, he opened his mouth wide and roared unconsciously.

"It's great! It's great..." Zhang Lili could only repeat this sentence.

The Suns' bench is also crazy, and everyone is jumping.

"We want to get him! We must get him!"

The owner of the Lakers, Old Buss, was trembling all over his body, staring at Li Ba's eyes, which were shining.

At this time the ball fell, and the lucky Malone got the ball again, just like a hot fireball.

Li Ba didn't have a chance to grab a rebound because O'Neal entangled him again.

"Snapped!"

Malone caught the ball, but he didn't dare to jump anymore. He was about to collapse, and he was really crushed by three consecutive blocks.

He is a super insider in the league, a super insider at a historical level, but he has never been blocked by a player three times in a row, never.

"Am I really old?"

This kind of psychological blow made him doubt his ability.

"Old guy, get out and throw your CIC. This is my place, not where you should be." Li Ba broke free from O'Neill's entanglement and yelled at Ma Long.

"flute!"

Then the whistle sounded.

O'Neill hugged someone directly, an obvious foul.

(End of this chapter)