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Chapter 112 Atypical O'Neill
The Hornets had the ball, and Mourning continued to single O'Neal, but he found that there seemed to be something different about O'Neal behind him.

The strength is not enough just now, but it is enough to resist myself, that's it. . . .

What the hell is it like playing a piece of pork belly alone? ? ?

Mourning threw the ball very awkwardly, and the ball hit the basket.

Rodman got the rebound and Davis drove the ball forward.

In the next scene, everyone was stunned, and Max sat next to the water cooler, thinking that this scene seemed familiar.

"Hey, Nasr, I feel like I've seen this scene before, but I can't remember it."

"That's how you positioned yourself in college, when you were playing Michigan or Kentucky," Baker chimed in.

O'Neal on the court stood directly at the top of the arc.Davis handed the ball to O'Neal and started running.

Mourning was completely dumbfounded.

"Hey, what you agreed to be a fat insider, why did you run outside the three-point line?" Mourning wanted to go up and grab O'Neal by the collar, oh, he didn't have a collar, strangled his neck, and asked O'Neal what he was thinking.

Obviously, O'Neill didn't want to fight with Mourning, and Teacher Ao wanted to use another method to solve the problem.

Anna looked at the players strangely off the court.

"Strange, this kind of tactic was not designed for them. Isn't O'Neal receiving the ball at the top of the arc a pure waste?"

After receiving the ball, O'Neal waited for Anderson to step forward, handed him the ball, blocked the defender behind Anderson by the way, and then ran to the bottom line near the three-second zone.

DeWeese is slipping this way from the other baseline, and the defender behind him is following him relentlessly.

But, suddenly, the defender hits a wall, and it's O'Neal running inside.

Mourning was pleasantly surprised to find that O'Neill came in. He was about to have a good fight with O'Neill as before, but found that O'Neill ran out again.

Mourning had a question mark on Nick Young's face, but this time he wasn't going to let O'Neill escape again, he was going to follow him out.

Just when he was about to follow out, he found that Nick Anderson had dribbled the ball in front of him.

As a top rim protector, Mourning subconsciously prepares to make up defenses to prevent Anderson from finishing easily.

Anderson passes the ball out to Scott, who is waiting at 45 degrees from the [-]-point line.

Immediately someone made up for it, Scott passed the ball again, and the ball came to Davis,
"It's time." Davis looked at O'Neal, who had been waiting outside the three-point line for almost a year, and passed the ball to him.

O'Neill received the ball and found himself three meters empty, empty like a Japanese city that had just been bombed.

"Shoot, Shaq."

DeWeese even had time to yell at O'Neal.

O'Neal just woke up like a dream. With such a good open space, it's time to show off O'Neal's shooting skills.

O'Neal calmly aimed and shot.

Everyone in the Hornets didn't take O'Neal's shot seriously.

"Have you ever heard of O'Neal shooting threes?"

"No. O'Neal shoots a [-]? Isn't that funny?"

"Look, look, he's shot."

"So what if he makes a shot, can he really make the shot?"

"Shua!" The sound of the ball passing the net was no less than dropping an atomic bomb on everyone's heads.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, O'Neal's three-pointer, the goal is scored!" The commentator climaxed, as if the Magic could bring everyone some surprises in every game.

The amazing performance of DeWeese at the beginning of the last game has already left a deep impression on everyone, and in this game, the one-on-one duel between O'Neal and Mourning made everyone even more addicted.

Baker sat blankly off the court, then pinched Nasr next to him.

Nasr was also in a daze, and then jumped up with an "ow".

"What are you pinching me for?"

"I'm checking to see if I'm dreaming."

"Then why don't you pinch yourself?"

"I'm not stupid, doesn't it hurt to pinch myself?" Baker looked at Nasr like an idiot.

Nasr felt something was wrong, but couldn't say it.

At this time, Max, who was at the farthest side, also jumped up, waving the towel and bouncing up and down.

"It's great, Shaq! As expected of my idol, he shot so handsomely even for 3 minutes."

Weber, on the other hand, felt that his three views of more than 20 years suddenly collapsed.

"Shaquille O'Neal can shoot three-pointers...how can this be done?"

Hornets coach Brian Hill even sat on the seat and plucked his beard down one by one.

Now he just wants to pray that O'Neal's three-pointer is covered, if O'Neal can really shoot a three-pointer. . .

Hill just wanted to find a place to be alone.

Everyone knows who Jing Jing is, so I won't introduce it.

On the field, Mourning, no, the Hornets are still in a state of sleepwalking, and O'Neal's three-pointer gave them too much stimulation.

Finally, seeing that the attack time was approaching, Larry Johnson, who was holding the ball, hurriedly threw the ball.

Of course the ball missed, but now everyone in the Hornets is eager to see how O'Neal will choose his next attack.

To everyone's disappointment, O'Neal stood at the top of the arc again this time.

Exactly the same run as last time.

Mourning was still at the moment before the defense, and the inside line was hit.

On balance, Mourning still didn't defend himself.

The same scenario happened, O'Neal stayed outside the three-point line, this time more exaggerated, except for him, the other nine people were crowded in the other half.

O'Neal took the ball and aimed for a full two seconds before throwing the ball just as Mourning, who was rushing over, was about to arrive.

More than 1 people in the arena stared at the basketball moving in the air, even more nervous than watching a lore.

Under the eyes of everyone, the ball drew a perfect arc in the air and went straight into the basket.

The referee signaled, three points.

There was an uproar.

Brian Hill even called a timeout immediately.

If you don't pause, your beard will almost be wiped out. . .

The strange thing is that after everyone in the Hornets left the court, they stared and stared, and no one spoke.

Q: If O'Neal can shoot three-pointers, what will happen?How should we guard against him?

To be honest, this question is a bit over the top. .

O'Neill looked at his hands in disbelief, wondering when he learned this skill.

Just like a 200-jin British Hercules. . .Forehead. . .Out of the field.

D'Antoni looked at O'Neal in disbelief, and asked him in surprise, "Shaq, when did you learn to shoot three-pointers?"

O'Neal touched his head, he didn't know why he suddenly ran to that position, and suddenly had the urge to shoot a three-pointer.

"O'Neal made a shot, slap, very quickly, the Hornets were careless and didn't defend, the ball was scored, and O'Neal made another three-pointer." The commentator was still thinking about O'Neal's ecstatic three-pointer just now.

　Chapter 7, there will be more later, how about making up a whole number?

　　
　
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