The three-point line is really too close

Chapter 166: Immortals Fight! !Breathless finale!
"What the hell?!"

Watching the basketball fly towards the top of my head,
Harrington, who was standing under the basket, was startled.

He thought that Stoudemire would choose to face the basket directly, so he relaxed his vigilance on the defensive end.

Unexpectedly, the "Meng Zhang Fei" on the opposite side actually embroidered flowers, and used an embroidery needle to put a stitch on the tip of his heart!
As a result, "Hacker" Marion thundered on the ground, stretching out his ape arms like smashing shells and pouring the ball into the basket.

Al Harrington humiliated by riding buckle!
"Well done! Sean!"

"That's it, crush them!"

"I love you guys! I love the Suns!"

"Come on, warrior!"

Seeing that the point difference returned to 8 points, there were many Suns fans cheering for the Warriors.

Thinking about it, they didn't want the game to lose suspense too early.

Such a hearty classic duel should not end in a dull ending.

The Warriors continued to kick off.

Zhang Bolong with a cold face did not make any unnecessary movements.

He took the basketball, dribbled it beyond the three-point line, ignored Nash's defense in front of him, and shot the ball directly.

At this moment, he is like a machine that has been programmed into it.
Even the trajectory of the basketball in the air has been set.

Perfect arc!
Enter again!

He can still get in!
"It's five points away."

Zhang Bolong glanced at the scoreboard again, turned around and returned to defense.

……

"Oh my god! Looking at Long's indifferent back, he is like a god of death who harvests lives. He doesn't take human lives seriously at all! Two consecutive amazing three-pointers seem to be taken for granted!" Smith exclaimed.

"The Warriors approached the score in such an incredible way! Dragon's three-point rhythm is like a joke, hey, how is it possible! Just like that, that's it, this shot?"

Reggie Miller stretched out his hand to gesture for the shot, and then added a section of his own dribble, as if he couldn't figure out how Zhang Bolong could shoot such a silky three-pointer with an emergency stop.

Compared with TNT's commentary, CCTV's several people seem to be subtle and incisive:

"Hey! Xiaolong, the score is like picking something out of a bag!"

"It's so handsome! It's all about brushing off his clothes, hiding his achievements and fame, and Li Bai's knights are perfectly interpreted by him!"

"Looking at Xiaolong's cold face, he almost wrote the words 'to win' on it."

Yang Huahua started her ancestral mind-reading technique again,
"I don't want anything but victory! This is the desire to win that a star should have! Without this, don't call yourself a superstar."

I don't know who he is mocking...

Biedrins frowned and looked at Stoudemire, who was tirelessly walking towards the top of the arc. He was so irritated that he couldn't help but said:

"Are you going to play anything other than the pick and roll?"

"Other?"

Stoudemire pouted, "Are you sure you want me to ravage you in other ways?"

"You should give it a try."

This time, Stoudemire did not go down the pick-and-roll again, but chose to make a mid-range shot at the top of the arc.

Biedrins took a step back, giving him room to make a first-line shot.

He thought that Stoudemire would still choose to face the basket to attack, but who knew he would shoot directly without hesitation.

"Shh!"

hit!

Stoudemire has a hit!

"Look, you can't stop me no matter what you do."

"Why don't you try shooting a three-pointer?" Zhang Bolong interjected as he walked by.

Stoudemire gave him a blank look and ignored him.

Seeing him walk away, Zhang Bolong also smiled and patted Biedrins,
"It's okay. His face-to-basket attack is historically classy. If you see the opportunity, you can block him a few times. Don't be discouraged if you can't guard against it."

Biedrins nodded emphatically.

"Leave it to me, don't worry, Long, at least... I will give him another shot!"

"it is good!"

In this offense of the Warriors, Zhang Bolong wanted to repeat the old tricks, but the Suns are not stupid, and they will not give you a chance to continue shooting.

The current league is already very clear about what kind of shooting ability Zhang Bolong possesses.

Once he is fully fired, he can completely change the game on his own.

So, Bell and Nash rushed towards him together, not giving him a chance to make a direct shot.

And Zhang Bolong didn't stick to the ball, so he gave the ball decisively.

Harrington, who was in the bottom corner, got a chance!

Three-point shot——

hit!

In this game, the unlucky guy who was bumped and then detained, finally raised his eyebrows at the last moment of the game!
"Nice job, Al!"

"Four points away, brothers, guard them!"

This time, Biedrins said he did.

He withstood Stoudemire's take-off, tried his best to get rid of his throw, and completed a crucial block!

However, a pair of long arms suddenly burst out from the crowd and grabbed this valuable offensive rebound.

Sean Marion!
The pinnacle hacker, who had already grabbed 13 rebounds in this game, won another chance for the Suns to reorganize their offense with less than 2 minutes left in the clock!

Nash got the ball from the outside and shot a cold arrow without hesitation!
The ball went into the net!
The difference is back to 7 points!
There is only a minute left!
It was a shot that almost killed the game.

Just as the fans of the Suns and the players on the bench stood up and danced wildly, Zhang Bolong rushed to the frontcourt with the ball.

"Prevent him!"

"Don't let him shoot!"

D'Antoni and the team's assistant coach Gentry shouted together.

Bell and Nash also rushed over quickly.

But, it's too late!

The indomitable Zhang Bolong has already thrown himself and the basketball into the sky!
Aim, shoot, collide, land.

Bell bumped into him, but couldn't stop the basketball shot.

The hour hand seems to have stopped moving——

until--

The whistle blows, the ball goes in!
"My God!! Hit four points, the goal is scored! It's amazing, the little dragon is amazing!"

"I saw the gods fighting! This kind of game, really, all the audience, you really watched the value today!"

Yang Yi and the others were already incoherent, and the lighthouse country was not much better.

Miller's eyes widened, Smith's mouth widened,
Barkley touched his bald head and wanted to say something, but he hesitated.

Zhang Bolong also scored 40 points after making an additional penalty.

136:139, a difference of one or two goals.

Nash decided to suppress the rhythm.

With 1 minute left on the timer, the Suns had little time left for this attack.

Nash started to move.

With Stoudemire's pick-and-roll, he rushed directly to the baseline, but he was still rushing forward, without any intention of stopping.

Zhang Bolong followed his footsteps closely, only to find that Nash, who was dribbling the ball, suddenly lost the basketball in his hand!

"what!?"

Where did the basketball go?

In the hands of Dior!

Diaw, running from the opposite corner, took Nash's divine pass and made an easy layup!

The Suns led by 5 points!
(End of this chapter)