I'm not really a brutalist striker

Chapter 17 17. Those who dare to block me!Shocking buckle!
"Damn!"

"The opposite is a group of lunatics! A group of lunatics with violent tendencies!"

"They are definitely targeting me. Otherwise, there are so many people on the field, why would they fight me like mad dogs!"

"Ah! It's disgusting!"

In the locker room at halftime, Jason Terry, who scored only two points on [-] of [-] shots, vented his anger.

Although the Pistons continued their tough iron-blooded defense throughout the first half, their defensive strength against Jason Terry was really appalling.

Whenever Terry passed the half court with the ball, Billups would step up to the defense like a mad dog, not giving Terry any shot at all, and even trying to steal Terry's dribble.

After getting rid of Billups, Terry can only choose a high-difficulty drift shot, because once he enters the restricted area, that idiot Ben Wallace will savagely charge like he has lost his mind.

As Terry was knocked to the ground twice by Ben Wallace on the offensive end, Terry, who is still hurting in his lumbar spine, dared not break through to the inside again.

The Pistons' obvious targeting of themselves made Jason Terry almost explode.

If it weren't for the murderous look in Ben Wallace's eyes every time he clenched his fists and prepared to fight, Terry would have been unable to resist beating him!

It's a pity that Big Ben's kid-like face is too ferocious. Just seeing it makes Terry tremble with fear, and he doesn't even dare to vent his anger.

Seeing Jason Terry who was swearing all the way, Eagles coach Stotts couldn't help frowning.

The Pistons are definitely one of the most powerful teams in the league this season. The Eagles only lost to the Pistons by 12 points at halftime, which is acceptable for Stotts.

Stotts was really satisfied with Souter's state in the first half.

Still, Terry's [-]-for-[-] shooting rate is still annoying, but if Fantry can hit two more goals in the first half, the Hawks will definitely be in a better situation.

"Su, you played very well in the first half. We don't care about winning or losing this game. You can use Da Ben as a sharpening stone in the second half. You can learn a lot from playing against him."

"The overall strength of the team is not at the same level as the Pistons. In addition, Jason's touch in this game is very bad. The goal of the coaching staff in the second half is to hope that you can improve under the defensive pressure of the Pistons."

"There are 82 games in a season. We have to learn to make trade-offs at a certain stage, so don't have any psychological pressure in the second half. Let go of the game. The coaching staff is looking forward to your performance."

Sitting next to Souter, Hawks assistant coach Mike Woodson said kindly.

The goal set by the Eagles this year is considered a success as long as they reach the playoffs. In a sense, there is no need for the team to die with the Pistons.

Souter's performance in the first half made Stotts look forward to it, and he couldn't wait to see how much potential Souter still has to tap.

Only when the mentality is not disturbed by the winning or losing of the game, Suter can show himself to the fullest in the second half.

"Don't worry, coach, I will still go all out in the second half!"

Su Te nodded seriously.

Seeing that the rebounding task issued by the system is still three short of completion, Suter will naturally go all out on the court!
Two thousand berserk points are enough for Suter to do too many things, especially seeing the power gap between himself and Daben in the first half, which made Suter more determined to become stronger.

"With the help of Ratliff, the second-half rebounding mission should go well."

"Looking at Terry's current state, as long as I stabilize my scoring in the second half, the rampage mission should also improve my progress."

"The next step is to deduct the big book. Hey, it's really not easy to complete this task."

"One-on-one, Ben Wallace would never give me a chance to block the dunk, and the speed of the fast break and counterattack is difficult to return to the defense in the first place. It is really a headache."

Thinking about the [-] rage value that was deducted from the big book, Suter racked his brains to think of a way.

"The skill Passionate Fury has not been used yet. It seems that in the second half we can only try our luck. If it doesn't work, we can only reluctantly give up this task!"

Back in the second half of the game, the Pistons did not relax their vigilance at all because of the lead in the score.

From an objective point of view, Larry Brown is not an excellent coach, but Larry Brown has strict control over the team.

The Pistons, which led by double digits throughout the second half, still went all out. The "perpetual motion machine" Hamilton ran back and forth on the field as if he was tireless, causing defensive player Stephen Jackson to begin to collapse.

Seeing others standing in one place can still get a breather, but he has to practice the [-]-meter sprint with Hamilton, a lunatic. At this moment, Jackson even wants to defend Jordan!
With active off-ball running, Hamilton got a lot of shooting opportunities in the second half and continued to cause damage in the mid-range position, helping the Pistons to further expand their lead.

On the Hawks side, Jason Terry has been completely defeated by the Pistons' mad dog-like defense, and he simply assumed the role of "dribbling guard" in the second half.

After halftime, he gave the ball to Stephen Jackson to organize, and he fell to the bottom corner cursingly, waiting for the ball to shoot a three-pointer.

However, Jason Terry didn't get a shot in the entire third quarter. Watching Suter continue to use turnaround jump shots in singles under the guidance of the coaching staff, Terry's eyes were full of envy.

Putting his back on Ben Wallace fiercely, Suter suddenly accelerated and turned to the left, trying to slip to the bottom line and dunk with both hands.

"Come again? Damn boy!"

However, Ben Wallace, who had been experienced by Suter's move, reacted immediately, opened his hands and kept backing away, resolutely not giving Suter any chance to attack the basket.

Seeing Ben Wallace's more and more proficient defensive awareness, Suter, who went straight to the inside, suddenly stopped halfway, and before Ben Wallace pounced, he succeeded in a close-range throw from the frame.

"Shu~"

With the sound of the basketball hitting the net, Suter looked at Big Ben with a smile on his face.

"Actually, I don't just know how to dunk!"

In Da Ben's eyes, Su Te's innocent smile was more like a naked mockery of himself.

This was already the eighth point that the rookie in front of him scored on himself, and Daben only felt that the military order he had made before the game was a bit ridiculous.

"Damn rookie!"

The Pistons attacked, this time Billups took advantage of Hamilton's running position and succeeded in a jumper from outside the left three-point line.

Counting this three-pointer, Billups has scored 21 points from Terry in this game.

Watching the offensive end hit the iron again and again, the defensive end is also like a fake Jason Terry, Stotts' face is as black as a piece of coal.

"This time, no matter what you say, let the management trade this guy Jason! His performance is terrible!"

The Pistons hit consecutively on the offensive end, which means that the Eagles can't find a chance to play a defensive counterattack, and in most cases they can only be forced to switch positions.

In the second half, Jason Terry was already cowardly like a tortoise, and he didn't dare to challenge Ben Wallace's defense at all.

Terry's role change will only allow Stephen Jackson and Raheem to shoulder more of the offensive burden.

Facing Hamilton's defense with the ball, Stephen Jackson was so angry that he was almost spit out by Hamilton running while defending.

Rejecting Suter's pick-and-roll, Jackson suddenly accelerated and broke through to the free throw line from outside the three-point line on the right.

When Hamilton's body was tightly attached to Jackson, the nimble Jackson seemed to be dancing ballet, and he turned around suddenly to distance himself from Hamilton.

After shaking off Hamilton, Jackson flicked his wrist in a drifting state, trying to send the ball into the basket with a pick.

But Ben Wallace, who was sitting in the penalty area, had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Jackson's basketball leave his hand, Big Ben jumped up and slammed the ball forward.

The powerful strength makes people doubt whether the basketball will be blown up by Da Ben's palm!
"Delusion to challenge the restricted area?!"

"dream!"

When Big Ben's tough block slammed the ball out of the three-point line, the entire Palace of Auburn Hills burst into deafening cries.

Only Suter, who was standing outside the three-point line, looked at the basketball flying in his direction with a touch of fanaticism!
"Start the bloody rampage!"

Because Stephen Jackson rejected his own pick and roll, coupled with the quick offensive selection, Suter had no time to rush to the inside, so he could only stand outside the three-point line and watch Jackson break through.

And Big Ben's powerful block directly slapped the ball in front of him.

Steadily catching the basketball, Souter, who was sprinting towards the penalty area with all his strength, shouted in his heart. He immediately started a bloody rage, and only Ben Wallace, who was standing in the penalty area and trying to block himself, was left in his eyes!

At the moment when the blood rage started, Su Te felt that he was full of strength. At this moment, it seemed that there was nothing he could not accomplish.

"The Vulture caught the ball blocked by Big Ben!"

"Vulture sprints from beyond the arc! Vulture tries to dunk Ben!"

Seeing the basket getting closer and closer in front of him, Suter, who jumped with all his strength, even became ferocious.

"Those who dare to block me!"

In his sight, Suter's figure was getting bigger and bigger. Seeing that this guy was trying to block himself, Ben Wallace rushed up immediately, and a growl came out of his mouth.

"Go to hell! You idiot!"

"Bang!"

"Dudu!"

Suter, whose head was vaguely over the basket, pushed the ball into the basket hard through Ben Wallace!

Along with the wailing from the basket, there was the whistle of the baseline referee, and the loud sound of Ben Wallace being dunked and knocked to the ground!

This is a 2+1 buckle!
"Wow! God! The Vulture dunked the best defensive player Ben!"

"The vulture sprinting with all its strength knocked Big Ben to the ground!"

"Incredible! This is an incredible buckle!"

"It was a slam dunk that was wilder than a beast!"

"The vulture at this moment is the strongest basket finisher in history!!"

　There is another chapter at the back, which will be published after review.

　　There is a video similar to this dunk in the Easter Egg chapter, you can refresh it to see it.

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(End of this chapter)