Sports Almighty King

Chapter 445 Iron Man

After feeling exhausted, Wang Fei found that he was a little dizzy and almost unsteady on his feet.

not good!

He quickly hugged the ball with both hands, trying to stabilize it.

Because, at this time, he almost didn't even have the strength to pass the ball.

Seeing that Wang Fei grabbed the rebound from his head, Gallinari came over immediately to snatch it.

But at the moment Wang Fei is holding the ball in his arms.

Gallinari took the ball out of Wang Fei's arms.

Wang Fei was at the end of his strength now.

Just a little push from outside, and he will crash to the ground.

What's more, a strong big man like Gallinari came to grab the ball with him in such a brutal way?

Wang Fei hugged the ball tightly, tilted his body, and sat on the ground.

He also wants to protect the rebound in his arms.

But right now his arms are limp, not much different from noodles.

How can there be so much strength to protect the ball in his arms?

As a result, Gallinari snatched the ball from Wang Fei's arms.

By the way, Wang Fei fell to the ground.

"Di-"

The referee blew the whistle.

And D'Antoni, who was standing on the sidelines, cursed viciously: "Fack! This is a foul! This is a serious violation!"

Gary Clark and Zhou Qi ran to Wang Fei immediately.

"Wang, how are you?" Gary Clark asked nervously.

"I'm not feeling well." Wang Fei said vaguely.

At this moment, Wang Fei who fell on the ground felt that this body was not his own.

He had no strength left in his body.

His soul seemed to have come out of the body, floating above the body.

What lay on the ground was just an empty shell with nothing.

The referee also gave a penalty at this time: both sides compete for the ball!

This penalty made the Rockets fans in the stands immediately riot.

"Asshole! That's not a scrimmage! That's a foul!"

"Damn it! The big man overthrew Wang, and then forcibly snatched Wang's ball away. That is definitely not a scrimmage!"

"God! This is really a shitty penalty! This is so disappointing, how can it be punished like this?"

People shouted and roared.

Some angry fans even threw down Coke cups and popcorn tubes.

There was chaos.

In fact, to be honest, it is not too much to award this ball as a scrimmage.

If you hold the ball unsteadily and someone catches the ball, it will undoubtedly be a scrimmage.

However, this is the home court of the Rockets!

Moreover, when Gallinari was fighting for the ball, he was suspected of directly pushing Wang Fei to the ground. This was the source of the anger of Rockets fans.

"Wang Fei, can you get up?" Zhou Qi bent down and stretched out a hand to Wang Fei.

Wang Fei subconsciously shook his head.

He didn't even have the energy to speak.

D'Antoni, who was standing on the sidelines, felt nervous when he saw this situation.

Oops!

He thought to himself, if Wang Fei was seriously injured and could no longer play, then the Rockets would be completely hopeless if they wanted to win the championship this year.

"Mike, Wang Fei's condition doesn't seem to be very good. In my opinion, he should be lifted off the field as soon as possible, and the doctor should give him an examination. It is better not to have any serious injuries." Fisher. Tiger came over at this time and said to D'Antoni.

"Really? Do you need to remind me?" D'Antoni said with a sideways glance at Fisher Tiger.

Fisher Tiger shrugged. He knew that what he said just now probably made D'Antoni completely annoyed himself.

In fact, without waiting for D'Antoni's order, the team doctor had already run over.

The team doctor squatted in front of Wang Fei. He checked Wang Fei and asked, "Wang, how do you feel now?"

Wang Fei opened his mouth hard, and said in a low voice, "I just don't have the strength, maybe I should just take a rest."

His voice was so low that the team doctor had to put his ear close to his mouth to hear him.

"What? You mean, you're too tired?" the team doctor asked.

"Yes. It's nothing important." Wang Fei said.

With the help of the staff, Wang Fei was carried to the sidelines.

D'Antoni also came over. He gently stroked Wang Fei's face and asked, "Wang, do you want to drink some water?"

"Yes, I'm a little thirsty." Wang Fei lay down for a while, finally regaining some of his energy, and his voice became louder.

D'Antoni personally brought a bottle of functional drink to Wang Fei.

Wang Fei took a few sips, and finally he felt much better.

He felt that the soul that had escaped from the shell had returned, and the body's perception began to become normal.

Wang Fei said to Fisher Tiger who was squatting next to him: "Mr. Tiger, help me with some chocolate biscuits, I need to replenish some energy."

Hearing Wang Fei's request, the people around were relieved.

They all thought of what happened to Wang Fei before.

Wang Fei had also collapsed from exhaustion before, and the situation at that time was also very scary.But then with rest and supplemental food, he recovered quickly.

"I'll get it for you!" D'Antoni said before Fisher Tiger.

Wang Fei immediately sensed that D'Antoni seemed to have some conflicts with Fisher Tiger.

D'Antoni turned to Capela and said, "Go and help Wang get his chocolate chip cookies."

Capella hurried over to take a bag of chocolate biscuits from the bag next to Wang Fei's chair.

"Thank you!" Wang Fei nodded and smiled at Capella.

"Wang, you're welcome. Seeing that you seem to be getting better, I'm really happy for you." Capela helped Wang Fei open the bag of chocolate biscuits.

At this time, the referee came over and urged the Rockets to continue the game as soon as possible.

Chris Paul led his squad onto the court.

The referee's decision has not changed.

As a result, the two sides began to compete for the ball.

The game continues.

Wang Fei ate some biscuits and drank a bottle of drink.

He finally didn't have that feeling of palpitations and weakness.

Wang Fei sat up from the stretcher.

"Wang, poor child, seeing your pain just now, my heart is bleeding." D'Antoni touched Wang Fei's head and said.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. D'Antoni, I'm ready." Wang Fei stood up.

He found that his feet were still a little shaky.

The auto mode for Indestructible Legs appears to be over.

At the very least, I can now control my two legs.

"Wow!"

Applause erupted from the stands, and the cheers were deafening.

Only then did Wang Fei realize that his image of standing up had been projected on the big screen.

The fans were very happy to see Wang Fei stand up.

Many people stood up, clapping desperately and shouting.

"King! Come on!"

"Dude! I knew it was impossible for an injury to break you!"

"Wang, you are the only hero in my heart, no difficulty can knock you down!"

"This is so fucking good! I'm so happy. Keep going! The championship trophy is waiting for you!"

At this time, Chris Paul just hit a three-pointer.

At first, he thought that the fans in the stands were all applauding for him, but when he heard it later, he realized that he was being affectionate.

Chris Paul was a little depressed inside.

From this point, he also deeply felt the huge gap in popularity between himself and Wang Fei.

On ESPN's live broadcast.

Mike Brin's eye circles were a little red.

"He is really a strong man! He is too strong. He has obviously exhausted his last bit of strength and is exhausted, but now, he stands up again. He is moving and awe-inspiring. Respect." Mike Breen said with a sigh.

(End of this chapter)