NBA: I'm really the Chosen One

Chapter 128 The Colosseum

Billups is a little lucky. Roy’s blocking just now interfered with his shooting. He is a bit old. His bullet speed, bounce, and body are no longer what they used to be. It’s just his big heart and experience that made him favored by the goddess of luck. .

The Blazers called the last timeout, with only 50 seconds left and 4 points behind, McMillan could only call the last precious timeout.

Li Zheng was sitting on the seat with his eyelids closed heavily. McMillan looked at Li Zheng worriedly. The team doctor came to Li Zheng, opened his eyelids, pinched his chin to check Li Zheng's tongue, and said worriedly : "Severely dehydrated, in bad shape."

"Is he still available?" McMillan asked anxiously.

"I suggest direct infusion. He was in a bad state at the beginning of the fourth quarter." The team doctor suggested solemnly. He simply touched Li Zheng's forehead. His body temperature had risen a lot. Li Zheng's condition Very bad.

"What's the matter, why is Li Ke a physical monster?" Blake said nervously.

"Because he's too tired." Jack said, glancing at Blake.

Today's Blazers' outside line is not only poor on the offensive end, but also not focused enough on the defensive end. Li Zheng not only needs to take the pot on the offensive end and run without the ball, but also assists in defending Yao Ming and defending other players they missed. People, the distance Li Zheng ran today is terrible. Coupled with the exhaustion of the Rockets players, it is only a matter of time before Li Zheng is exhausted.

"We can't wait for Li to settle everything, I think so." Jack said calmly. For an elderly person, he can give up a lot of disputes, such as honor, data, status, but not It means that he has lost his blood. As a man who dares to fight and fight hard, seeing Li Zheng's performance of giving everything, that kind of blood has already rushed to his head unconsciously.

"You're right, we can lose, but we can't be cowardly." Aldridge agreed, and Roy nodded. Although he didn't express his thoughts clearly, he had already done so.

"You... how did you make me feel like I was dead?" Li Zhengqiang said weakly, a huge drowsiness swept over him. Li Zheng himself didn't know why he was obsessed with winning this game, but he really Not wanting to lose, it was such a simple thought that kept him from falling down.

"We will bring you victory back, hero." Blake stretched out his hand to close Li Zheng's eyelids, but Li Zheng shook his hand away.

"I want to play." Li Zheng said calmly.

McMillan looked at the team doctor, and the team doctor looked at McMillan with sincere eyes, then coughed lightly and said, "Li, severe dehydration may lead to death. I don't deny your desire to survive, but this is just a regular season. Hydrate and then play."

"Let's stop this one, shall we?" Li Zheng hammered some weak muscles, a series of chain reactions brought about by the 30.00% decrease in all attributes, his physical strength consumption not only increased by 30.00%, but almost doubled or even more If you want to maintain the original speed and movement, you will need to consume more physical strength. The more physical strength you consume, the greater the range of movement changes. This vicious circle finally made Li Zheng fall into a drained soul that he had never experienced before. as tired.

"It's okay, Yao can't take it anymore. Seeing how he's panting, he's already dying." The team doctor comforted Li Zheng, and the team doctor of the Rockets also said something in front of Yao Ming, but Yao Ming bowed his head and panted heavily. The rough look was much more embarrassing than Li Zheng's.

Li Zheng sipped water. Although he was dehydrated, he didn't feel thirsty at all. He even felt a little bloated because of the hamburger and Coke. He could only moisten his mouth with water and spit it into the bucket, "But he still will play."

"How do you know?" the team doctor and McMillan asked at the same time.

"Because he and I are thinking about the same thing." Li Zheng smiled and poured water on his head. He looked up at Yao Ming and found that he was doing the same thing as himself.

"Brothers, win the game!" Li Zheng roared loudly, "I'm tired, you ask them if they dare to send people to guard me!"

"Fuck them to death!" The Trail Blazers completely ignored the boos of the Rockets fans behind them, and came to the field aggressively, like elites about to go to the battlefield.

The Rockets also came on the court again with great momentum. Yao Ming yelled trash at the Blazers players, "You guys have to guard me the fuck! Chicks!"

"What is prison? What do you mean?" Roy lowered his head and asked Li Zheng.

Li Zheng scratched his head. Under the guidance of Lao Li, he has mastered both Mandarin and Cantonese, but he really didn't understand what Yao Ming said.

"It shouldn't be a good word." Li Zheng said weakly.

"The referee should be given a technical foul for swearing in Chinese! It's so unfair! We all know that Yao is scolding us, but we can't do anything about it." Roy said helplessly, "Hey, remember to ask Yao for me. What does jail mean?"

Li Zheng came to Prince again, "If you defend me alone, you will lose today."

"Psychological warfare?" Prince asked back, "You are behind. With 4 points, you are dead."

"Haven't you watched the 04 Athens Olympics?" Li Zheng asked provocatively. Prince showed a helpless smile and spread his hands to express his surrender. Then the two entangled each other again, arm against arm, leg against leg. Prince was surprised to find that although Li Zheng's muscles were trembling, his strength had not weakened.

Shane Battier did not defend Outlaw again, and Prince decided to deal with Li Zheng who was exhausted. This was an unconditional trust in his teammates and a veteran's judgment on the situation.

Battier followed Outlaw as if to anger Li Zheng. Li Zheng stretched his arms and shouted "Here! I'm unguarded!", actively asking for the ball, and his voice was clear and audible.

"Give me the ball! No one is guarding me!" Li Zheng asked for the ball loudly again. The loud voices, cheers and boos from the audience, and the neat rhythm of the fans could not cover up the loud voice.

Roy handed the ball to Li Zheng, and the Rockets did not choose to double-team again. They did not believe that a player who was almost exhausted could still regard Prince's level of defense as nothing, and the Trail Blazers believed unconditionally. Li Zheng, the eight people on the field tacitly let go of a wide area like the Colosseum in ancient Rome, for Li Zheng and Prince to complete the duel.

Prince opened his arms, ready to meet Li Zheng for the first time in this game. Prince did not feel angry at Li Zheng's ignorance, but lamented that this duel came too late and was too unfair. Some.

Li Zheng bit his tongue to stay awake. He felt that he was approaching the realm of his dreams. It's just that the more excited spirit and the more tired body were pulling his nerves, Li Zheng felt that time had become slower .

(End of this chapter)