Chapter 381
Meng Hua shrugged, if you want to fight, then fight.

The fight between the two is the epitome of the fight between the two teams.

It is difficult to distinguish between brothers and sisters.

Meng Hua tried his best to lead Dongcic to single-handedly.How can Dongcic be fooled, various tactics emerge in endlessly.

Even an old demon-level point guard like head coach Kidd nods frequently when he sees it. Coaching such a young player is super awesome.

Such young players are not only liked by the head coach.

Smith praised: "Young and mature, Doncic is the best I have ever seen, among the best at his age."

Barkley nodded and agreed: "If it is based on the years of entering the NBA, I think one should be added. If it is purely based on age, it is undoubtedly him."

O'Neal said: "Doncic is indeed very good, but James entered the NBA at the age of 18, and the same period as the two is similar. You can't treat one more than another."

Smith retorted: "James took the team to the playoffs in the third year, and Doncic did it in the second year."

O'Neal is not to be outdone: "But James entered the second round of the playoffs in the third year, and Doncic is in the fourth year."

Glancing at Smith, seeing that he couldn't refute, O'Neal added more: "James' fourth year, you know, he entered the finals and was shaved bald by the idiot."

It is rare for Barkley to stand up and smooth things over: "It can be said that Doncic is the best international player of his age. I have no problem with that." He knew that O'Neill liked Meng Hua, so he secretly poked and slapped him a few times.

Meng Hua is not the boss of the team, so he is really incomparable with Doncic.

It's not that the strength is incomparable, but that you don't have that status, no matter how many rounds the team enters the playoffs, the first achievement is not you.

According to what the TNT celebrities said before, Doncic and James are the drivers, while Meng Hua is the passenger in the car.

Just like many people compare Zhuge Liang and Guo Jia, but in fact, Guo Jia should be compared with talents with similar status to him, such as Fazheng.

One is the prime minister, and the other is the military sacrificial wine, so the comparison is unfair and nothing can be compared.

After three quarters, the two teams were still 12 points behind.

For the Lone Ranger, this is not a safe score, and Kidd began to feel a little nervous again. At this time, he dared not think about a big victory, as long as he can win smoothly.

For the Lakers, falling behind is not good, but it is not unacceptable, but with 12 points, it is completely possible to catch up.

"Meng Hua, come on." Someone shouted.

Meng Hua got up, and it turned out to be Song Siying, waving two signs each.

He cupped his hands at her, thinking to himself, this is the opponent's home court, so she won't be in danger by being so high-profile.

The break time is up, and the two teams will fight again.

The Lakers took the lead in attacking, Meng Hua rushed forward to pick and roll with James, like the autumn wind sweeping leaves, he cut outside to a 45-degree angle on the left wing.

The Lone Ranger continued to let him go.

James thought that he would still be lurking, but he was secretly happy when he saw him show his fierce face and flash his sword when he came up.

It's the fourth quarter, and there is no latent capital. In case the opponent's hand is hot, the point difference is minutes to 20 points.

Meng Hua was worried about this, so he didn't dare to wait any longer.

The red-haired commentator at the scene knew the strategy of the Lone Ranger, and shouted: "Shoot, No. 95, the great god of point guards. Coach Kidd, who has no plans to spare, has already seen your incompetence. We just let you go."

There was a sound of dogs barking, and the sound was so noisy that Meng Hua couldn't hear anyone calling him to vote.

Whether someone tells him to shoot or someone wants to block a shot, it cannot change his determination.

He kicked off the ground and jumped, his body as light as a swallow.

He raised his arm to the standard, his gaze was like a torch.

He fingered the ball, his face glowing.

He pressed his wrists and waited, with a half-smile.

Swish!
The long-lost three-pointer, the long-lost feeling.

It's this taste.

Meng Hua walked back, not daring to celebrate, and he didn't want to celebrate with his teammates. The best opponent thought it was a bad luck, and the best opponent hadn't noticed that he was back.

The Lone Ranger was indeed not alert, they still led by 9 points, and Kidd did not call a timeout.

On the defensive end, Meng Hua has always worked very hard, and they are even more used to it.

Doncic still commanded a Spanish pick-and-roll, Kleber turned around and cut to the basket, received a pass from Doncic, and smashed the ball hard into the thick-browed iron palm.

This is a different kind of forging.

Westbrook grabbed the ball, chased the cicada in eight steps, and went straight to the main base of the Lone Ranger.

The siren sounded, and all the members of the Lone Ranger were soldiers, with copper walls and iron horses.

Seeing no chance, Wei Shao slowed down his attack and waited for the large troops to follow up.

Seeing that the opponent was not attacking, the Lone Ranger was about to adjust his formation when Westbrook moved and threw the ball to Meng Hua in the corner.

The two are the fastest, and there are only two brothers in front of them at this moment.

Meng Hua received the ball and it was half open.

The Lone Ranger had already let him go, and the defenders in front of him must have thought about it. No one would think that he would attack now.

Thinking of this, Meng Hua took off resolutely, facing Dongcic's half-raised arm, raised his hand and shot a three-pointer.

Steady, accurate, ruthless.

If you can't be accurate, at least be steady and ruthless.

Many times, you are not really good, but you let others think you are good, and gradually you will think that you are good, and as time goes by, you are really good.

Swish!
Hollow thirds.

Meng Hua is really good, and the score is only 6 points away.

The red-haired commentator paused, let him speak like a tongue, and he really couldn't find the steps for a while.

He had attacked Meng Hua before, and suffered a dark loss. He really wanted to slap himself in the face, just blow Dongcic, why not step on number 95 if he has nothing to do?
People don't always have a long memory, but they hold grudges especially.

He naturally hoped to get back his lost face in Meng Hua.

Some people get it wrong and will quickly admit it to avoid greater embarrassment, such as Barkley.

Some people got it wrong, but fell into a dead end. They insisted on proving that they were right, and pushed themselves into the abyss step by step.

The red hair refused to admit to Meng Huaqiang. After a long time, he found the topic and continued to explain.

Even so, he no longer dared to attack Meng Hua.

He is a commentator and a public figure. After all, he has a face, not a brainless sunspot.

Compared with the sluggishness of the commentary, Kidd responded quickly, and immediately got up and called a timeout.

He needs to adjust his defensive strategy.

Before, he thought that Meng Hua couldn't make a shot, but he scored two three-pointers in a row, and it was time to test the head coach's on-the-spot skill.

His response has always been very alert, he will not give Meng Hua another chance.

Before solving the defense, they must first solve their offense.

Meng Hua scored two three-pointers, awakening the prehistoric power in his body, and the "Dragon Binding Hand" skill was exerted twelve times.

Dongcic fought and retreated. At this time, let alone Meng Hua, even if he passed the ball in front of him, he would be trembling.

It's not that he's timid, on the contrary, it's because his basketball awareness is so good that he sensed something was wrong with Meng Hua.

If the skill is a little weaker, if you don't feel the crisis, if you don't know how to be afraid, you may have already been intercepted by Meng Hua.

Except for Doncic, the most stable offense is Brunson.

Doncic found Brunson, pulled himself to the bottom line, and let Brunson single-handedly play Westbrook.

When the feeling comes, it is a god, when the feeling is not there, you can only strike iron.

Bang!
(End of this chapter)

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