NBA backer king

Chapter 274
5:4, the Suns attack.

Pharaoh went low and didn't go to the basket, but went low on the left wing.

Donaldson blocked the defense. He blocked the position with his left elbow and opened his right hand for the ball.

Lightning didn't hesitate, before reaching the top of the arc, he directly lobbed the ball in.

The left-wing small forward David Benoit didn't dare to go down to double-team. He was pulled by Drexler to a position one step inside the three-point line, too far from the low post.

AC Green also pulled to a position close to the right bottom corner, where he had a basket, so the postman did not dare to easily double-team the weak side.

As a result, the Suns created opportunities for Lao Wang to play low singles.

The next moment after receiving the ball, the back kick begins.

"boom!"

The card's left elbow was loosened, and during the dribble, he took a bear step and moved his left foot inward. The moment he approached, both feet stopped, and the six forces combined, and the left shoulder and back fiercely hit Donaldson's left chest.

The first time Tieshan relied on hitting, because his left elbow was stuck in the position, he had enough space to use his strength to rely on hitting, and he broke out with all his strength.

"Oh!"

There was a heavy impact sound, as if a huge war drum was being beaten.

"Uh!"

Veteran Donaldson felt as if he had been hit by a heavy truck. The air in his chest was instantly compressed, and escaped from his mouth, nose, and ears.

At this moment, his teeth were clenched tightly, his nasal cavity was tightly closed, and he tried his best to block the beating.

However, even though his tonnage reached 135 kilograms, even though there was a thick layer of muscle and fat on his chest, he could not stop Wang Tiejun's full-strength iron mountain attack this time.

His feet loosened, his body was pulled up abruptly by an invisible force, and he was knocked back half a step.This is also thanks to a thick layer of fat, which unloads a lot of strength, otherwise it may retreat even more.

"boom!"

Between dribbles, Wang Tiejun's second iron mountain came one after another.

Lianhuan was hitting very fast. At this time, Donaldson was still in the state of being knocked back, and his center of gravity was not stable.

"Oh!"

The heavy crash sounded again,

"Uh!"

Amidst the muffled groan, Donald couldn't step back in time, his upper body was thrown back sharply, and he fell down with a bang.

"Oh!"

The huge body hit the floor and hit the ground on his back. Without a trace of relief, the floor was hit and jumped.

At this time, the postman on the weak side has quickly returned to the defense. He knows that Donaldson can't handle the old K's relying on hitting, so his defensive task is to assist the defense on the weak side.

"boom!"

At the next moment, Wang Tiejun jumped up with the ball, flew over Donaldson, and ran into the postman who was returning to the basket.

"Humph!"

The postman shouted angrily, jumped up without fear, and pressed his big hand to the basketball.

"Oh!"

The two made a spark hit the earth once in the air. The heavy impact was like the sound of drums breaking, which made the heart beat faster and the blood stagnate.

"boom!"

Wang Tiejun is taller, not only has a better height and wingspan, but also has better bounce than the postman.

"Beep!" The referee's whistle sounded.

"damn it!"

At the same time as the basket was being exploded, the postman's huge body was knocked backwards and hit the floor with a bang.

"boom!"

Amidst Donald's painful groans and the postman's angry curses, the fans in the audience erupted into extremely enthusiastic cheers, and countless people stood up from their seats and shouted wildly.

"KKKKKKKKK... This is old K, he is attacking the city for us, he is the king of our Suns, he is invincible!"

In the live commentary seat, a commentator had already stood up, grabbed the microphone on the table and kept shouting excitedly.

The other narrator couldn't sit still any longer. He also grabbed the microphone and stood up, shouting loudly: "Now it's time for the performance of the Restricted Area Sweepers. The postman is doing his best to cooperate with Old K's performance. He is the best golden supporting role tonight. Please give him a little applause."

In the ESPN live broadcast, Rowling exclaimed excitedly: "This is the first time old K made a shot today, and he knocked down two. He is too strong! He is more brutal than the regular season, even more brutal than the first round. This is a real monster! He is really destroying the Jazz.

The extremely strong hitting ability knocked down the 135-kilogram Donaldson in just two hits. This was the way old K initially established himself in the league. After his weight approached 130 kg, this ability became stronger. He is really like the strongest rhinoceros.

What I want to say is that starting from this season, all insiders in the league will usher in the cruelest environment. They will have to survive under the crush of two behemoths. This is the beginning of an era of behemoth centers. "

Oldman said excitedly: "The postman's height in the air is not high enough. He can't defend against Old K's attack at all. Old K crushed him in height, so he was knocked over and paid for a foul."

In the CCTV commentary seat, Zhang Lili laughed excitedly, and then said excitedly: "See, my friends in front of the TV, this is Wang Tiejun, he is in the NBA, the strongest basketball league in the world, That's how strong it is."

Su Qun then shouted excitedly: "Everyone, don't think that the person he knocked over in the air just now is a small character, no, that No. 32 is a superstar, a superstar who can walk sideways in the NBA, but he has no temper in front of old K, and old K is just so awesome here!"

On the sidelines, Yu Feihong and Wang Tielong also stood up excitedly, cheering and applauding.

"Kareem, with him, the Lakers have the hope of hitting the championship, and he is the best cornerstone of the team." Magic Johnson excitedly shouted at Kareem Abdul-Jabbar.

"Yes, except O'Neal, he is the most suitable for the Lakers." Kareem Abdul-Jabbar kept nodding.

Domestically, countless fans who watched the game were equally excited.

As CCTV has increased the number of real-time live broadcasts this season, every Monday, domestic basketball fans are skyrocketing at a speed visible to the naked eye. This can be seen from the number of CCTV hotlines being blown up, and from the countless fan letters that CCTV has sent to Wang Tiejun.

In fact, in terms of the fan base of basketball, it far exceeds that of football, because football is difficult to popularize and promote in China, but basketball is different. Few people, including girls, have never touched basketball when they were studying. It is precisely because of this foundation that domestic basketball fans have skyrocketed since this season.

On the field, Wang Tiejun landed on the ground, split his legs, and just rode on the postman, and then stepped forward, striding over the postman's head.

"Old K, just do it to them!"

"Old K, you ruined another one!"

"Old K, you actually screwed up two at once?"

Lightning and the others rushed forward, hugging each other excitedly and shouting.

"Drink! Brothers, follow me to defeat the Jazz, we will continue to sweep..." Old Wang was hugged by four teammates, and he kept roaring in excitement.

"asshole!"

The postman suffered another humiliation from his crotch, his eyes were about to split, his blood was on the rise, he got up and wanted to trouble the old king, but was blocked by Kevin Johnson and the others.

"Carl, calm down."

"Postman, come on, we can't have a conflict with him."

But his teammates rushed forward in panic, hugged and dragged him away forcibly.

"I won't let him go, this bastard dares to humiliate me like this, I must repay him!"

Calm down, he thought of the result of having a rough fight with old K, and retreated, but he still explained the situation, otherwise it would be very embarrassing.

"Crack clap..."

After the bottom line, hundreds of media reporters excitedly pressed the shutter.

"Gentlemen, please don't affect the game."

A large number of microphones protruded into the arena, and the bottom judge was constantly walking around and mopping them with his body.

"Good job, old K."

Colangelo stood up, clenched his fists excitedly and shouted.

The world said that O'Neal's athletic talent is far superior to that of old K, and he also admitted this, but if the Magic traded O'Neal for old K alone, he would not agree.

O'Neal has O'Neal's talent, which can be called the number one talent in league history. After gaining weight to 140 kilograms this season, the dominance shown at the basket is shocking and really makes people drool.

But the old K has the talent of the old K. He is more diligent than O'Neal, has stronger leadership, has weird relying skills, has stronger low-post post-up ability, and stronger confrontation ability.

And in terms of rebounds, defense, assists, etc., Old K is better and more willing to invest than O'Neal. O'Neal has increased his dominance because of his weight gain, but it has restricted him from investing more energy in other areas.

The only pity is that he used the old K for three years at the cheapest price, and he will face the big salary contract of the old K next, and hope to gain something in the next two years of the draft.

Before the free throw, the Jazz called a timeout.

On the bench, Jerry Sloan's heart sank. He forced himself to calm down, turned around and called Tom Chambers, the substitute insider.

The veteran Donaldson was helped down by the postman. His back was broken and he couldn't play anymore.

At his age, even if it is not a serious injury, ordinary strain, and his recovery ability has been greatly reduced, the next series will be difficult, and Jerry Sloan has no expectations for him.

After the players sat down, he checked the mood.

Clearly, there was a general low morale, and the terrifying behemoth destroyed the morale of his players in one fell swoop through one of the most brutal blows.

He arranged the players first, and said to Tom Chambers: "Tom, you are the most familiar with Old K, and the reason for this is..."

Tom Chambers thumped in his heart, do you want him to defend Old K?

Donaldson is 38 years old, but he is not young anymore. He will be 35 years old in a month. How can he hold the old K?

Fortunately, Jerry Sloan's subsequent words reassured him a lot, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"...The postman mainly defends the old K, and you will implement the weak side defense. You strive to be faster, AC Green's scoring ability is average, you can put more, and you must not let the old K form an excessive impact on our basket."

Jerry Sloan exhorted.

What he is most worried about now is that Old K will continue to use this kind of strong attack to cause damage to the Jazz. This kind of damage not only causes players to be injured, but also severely damages morale. The Jazz can't bear it a few times.

No, if it happens again, the Jazz will not be able to bear it, and they may collapse.

Last season's old K didn't have such terrible lethality, but now the old K's lethality, which is close to 130 kilograms, is already a top-notch lethality in the league. Except for O'Neill, no one can match it.

But when he thought of the media reports that Old K would continue to gain weight, he felt his scalp tingle.

He turned around and told the postman again, and said cautiously: "Carl, Tom is too old and can't move fast enough. You can't completely rely on his weak side to help defend, so old K has to rely on you to solve it."

The postman wiped the sweat from his head, not from the heat, but from the tremendous pressure.

Even if he is one of the few super giants in the alliance, facing a siege monster like Wang Tiejun, the pressure in his heart is extremely great, and he has just been knocked into the air and suffered humiliation in the crotch, so at this time, the pressure in his heart has spread to the scalp and is about to overflow.

Jerry Sloan thought for a while and said, "Carl, I'll give you a suggestion, don't let him start. His movement speed and explosive power are better than last season, and his explosive power and speed are stronger than yours. If you let him start, you won't be able to hold him down. You must hold him before he starts.

And he also has that kind of weird relying on attacking skills, which can change instantly from a moving state to relying on attacking, which is very difficult to guard against. If you retreat, you must be careful, try to defend from the side, and you will be hit by him from the front. "

The postman nodded again.

There is only one way to hold down the opponent before he activates, which is to die hard.

He touched his chest involuntarily, the unusually thick chest muscles gave him a certain amount of confidence.

Yes, a certain amount of confidence.

Because under the thick pectoral muscles, some of his bones had been broken by Lao Wang, which made him not very confident.

The timeout ended and Pharaoh made a free throw.

Still maintaining a fixed rhythm, he made the free throw.

5:7, the Suns lead at home and the Jazz attack.

"Defense!"

Lao Wang was sitting one step in front of the basket, his momentum was as fierce as a tiger, and his shouts resounded throughout the American West Arena.

"Defend! Defend..."

The players of the Suns and countless home fans responded one after another, and the sound of "defense" shook the whole field.

"The momentum of the Suns has been raised to the extreme, and the morale of the Jazz is low. Will someone stand up?" In the ESPN commentary booth, Winston Rollins shouted.

"boom!"

As soon as his words fell, Jeff Hornacek made a strong three-pointer over Drexler's head and missed. Lao Wang protected the backcourt rebound and the Suns attacked.

Oldman shook his head and said, "The shot was too hasty, obviously the Jazz's morale was really hit, and the sharpshooter Hornacek also lost his aim."

Rowling analyzed: "The Postman's low-post offense is not very good. The Jazz can't play a powerful low-post offense. This is the Jazz's biggest weakness and has no lethality. At the same time, the Postman shoots outside and has too few offensive rebounds, which is conducive to the defense. Get more defensive rebounds."

Oldman went on to say: "The Jazz's offensive ability with the ball is too poor. Among the Jazz's iron triangle, Jeff Hornacek has no offensive ability with the ball. The same is true for the postman. They can only use pick-and-roll tactics to get open and then catch the ball. John Stockton has no finishing ability.

The pick-and-roll tactics have made this Jazz team complete, but it also restricted this Jazz team. The players' ability to hold the ball cannot be strengthened, and they are all masters off the ball. "

"This is a team built according to the configuration requirements of tactics." Luo Lin laughed.

"boom!"

At this time, the Jazz's basket was exploded again, and the postman fell to the basket again.

Just now, Wang Tiejun launched a strong attack from the low position on the left wing again. After two consecutive hits, he knocked over the postman and completed a heavy dunk.

"yeah!"

The entire home court of the Suns is already crazy with excitement, and every home fan is cheering and shouting.

"call!"

Falling from the basket, Wang Tiejun let out a sigh of relief.

This kind of head-to-head relying on hitting, and two consecutive relying on hitting, requires a huge burst of energy, which consumes a lot of physical energy.

The postman Karl Malone was pulled up by Tom Chambers. Although he was panting, his expression was frozen to the extreme.

"I can handle O'Neal too, why can't I handle the damn old K? Is his explosive power stronger than O'Neal? This is impossible."

He couldn't understand this problem, and in the end he could only blame it on Old K's weird way of relying on force.

The postman didn't know that Wang Tiejun could gain up to [-]% of his hitting power through Tieshan's punching power technique. This [-]% power bonus might prevent him from surpassing O'Neill's hitting power, which is larger and more explosive, but at least he could even out the gap with O'Neill.

And the reason why he was able to hold O'Neill but couldn't hold back Wang Tiejun's relying on hitting was because Lao Wang's relying on hitting was better than O'Neal's, and he had a better grasp of the rhythm. Through continuous relying on hitting and continuous full force, he could completely destroy his center of gravity, but O'Neill couldn't do it.

Of course, O'Neill is because his turn is more sensitive, and he has the signature technique of turning around with a shark, so he will not take a hard attack like Lao Wang that consumes several times more energy.

But it is precisely this kind of toughest reliance that makes Wang Tiejun's reliance on the league famous. In today's league, in terms of who's low post is the most terrifying and most deterrent, he said it was second, and O'Neal dared not say it first.

He touched his chest, which was as solid as iron, and it was so hot that he felt a faint pain, which caused more shadows in his heart.

"Tom, I have time to go to my martial arts gym."

When running to the backcourt, Old Dynasty Chambers yelled.

"OK."

Tom Chambers laughed.

"I think we also want to join the K martial arts gym, so that it will be more convenient to compete with the old K, and it won't cost much anyway." Magician Johnson said on the sidelines.

"OK, we will go tomorrow morning." Kareem Abdul-Jabbar said.

"But business is public, and private is private. We need to apply for reimbursement from the Lakers for our expenses. Mr. Buss should not be stingy." Erwin Johnson laughed.

Jabbar was taken aback and nodded repeatedly.

5:9, the Jazz attacked and advanced to the frontcourt.

Jerry Sloan shouted from the sidelines: "Be patient, run, don't shoot casually."

The postman took a step to the left-wing three-point line and moved in that area. He also had a basket there and couldn't put it. Lao Wang followed.

Tom Chambers also pulled out. He didn't shoot three-pointers very much, but he made a good mid-range shot, and AC Green followed.

In this way, the Suns' penalty area was emptied, and the outside line began to break through.

"Shet!"

Stepped on by John Stockton again, Kevin Johnson quickly chased after him.

John Stockton bypassed the Lightning, took the opportunity to break into the top of the arc, and entered the paint from the right elbow.

For a guy like John Stockton who has no finishing ability but a strong passing assist ability, the Suns did not arrange a double-team tactic, so when he rushed in, only Lightning chased him from behind. Both Lao Wang and Green, although they were shrinking to the paint, did not return to the basket to prevent the postman and Tom Chambers from getting a chance.

When John Stockton entered the paint area, his first consideration was not to end the offense by himself, but to divide the ball.

But when he saw that no one from the Suns returned to the basket, he knew that the teammates on the two wings had no space and had to come by himself.

"Layup? Beautiful!"

In the live broadcast seat, a live commentator shouted loudly, and the next moment, he cheered.

"Snapped!"

Kevin Johnson caught up and slapped John Stockton's layup.

AC Green returned to the basket, grabbed the ball, and the Suns attacked.

"Hey, Stockton, you really deserve to be one of the four villains." Lightning pushed forward while spouting trash talk.

"Who is the head of the four villains?" Stockton replied coldly.

Kevin Johnson is three or four years younger than Stockton, and entered the league three years later, but they belong to the same era. As top point guards, they are both in the West, and they are extremely competitive. Competitive opponents like them generally have a poor relationship.

"Oh!"

Lightning suddenly accelerated, and when he rushed past Stockton, he stepped on the latter and gave him an elbow. This is Stockton's best little trick, and it can be regarded as his revenge.

"Humph!"

Stockton couldn't help being very angry when he saw Lightning retaliate against him with the little trick he was best at, but his face became more and more gloomy.

"Kevin!"

Wang Tiejun entered the frontcourt, went straight to the low post on the left wing, blocked the postman with his left elbow, and shouted loudly at Kevin Johnson.

"Whoosh!"

There were still two steps away from the top of the arc. Kevin Johnson didn't hesitate when he heard it. He pulled the ball up from the floor with one hand and pushed it. The ball flew from Stockton's head one step ahead to Laowang.

This action immediately made the postman's body tense, and his nerves also tensed.

"Huh!"

Taking a deep breath, he suffocated his strength and pushed his chest up.

It's a pity that Lao Wang's strength has reached level 98. Although his upper body strength is not as extreme as that of the postman, he is not weak. He belongs to the top of the league. His left elbow is outside, and the postman cannot fully attach it and exert his strength.

Wang Tiejun grabbed the basketball with his right hand, and suddenly retracted his left elbow. While dribbling, he stepped inward with his feet. Under the combination of six forces, Tieshan exploded in an instant.

"Oh!"

The postman only felt a shock in his left chest, and the huge hitting force went from the outside to the inside, reaching deep into the heart, which made him want to vomit blood, which was very uncomfortable.

And his feet couldn't help but loosen, his front foot was stabilized, he stepped back, his back foot turned into a front foot, and he took a step back, about a foot.

"Oh!"

Just when he stopped under his feet, the second blow came one after another, and the huge force instantly pushed and destroyed his center of gravity.

Deng Deng took two steps back. This time he tried his best not to be knocked over, but he had already been knocked into the basket, and his face changed. When he looked up, there was already a shadow in the sky.

"boom!"

The next moment, the basket roared and he was dunked.

"yeah!"

The audience exploded again, and the shouts were deafening.

"This is the old K's invincible low post. He is ruling the postman, and he is ruling the Jazz..."

"That's it, old K wants to sweep the Jazz, we will sweep the Jazz!"

The two on-site commentators who were on the sidelines stood up from their seats again, grabbing their respective microphones and shouting continuously.

"Sweep Jazz! Sweep Jazz..."

The Suns fans in the audience followed the commentator and began to shout crazily. The momentum of the Suns home court reached its peak, in full swing, like a volcano erupting wildly, and it was unstoppable.

"Postman, why are you blocking me?" Under the basket, the extremely excited Wang Tiejun yelled at the postman.

"Go away!"

Buzzing, buzzing, the sound was too loud, the postman couldn't hear what the old Wang was yelling, but he knew that the old Wang was humiliating him, so he couldn't bear it, so he let out a stern roar and pushed the old Wang violently with both hands.

"Ha ha……"

Lao Wang didn't fight back, but laughed wildly, and his teammates surrounded him behind him.

"Hohohoho..."

Including the postman, all the Jazz people looked up at the flaming American West Arena, and the infinite pressure was on their heads, making them breathless.

Next, the Jazz, who had a mental breakdown and low morale, missed six consecutive shots. The Suns took advantage of the momentum and launched a wave of attacks, which established the victory of the G1 game in one fell swoop.

At the end, 81:117, the Suns beat the Jazz by 36 points.

(End of this chapter)