The toughest man in the NBA

Chapter 155 Ask This Pair of Flesh Palms
Tu Man's hat was too sudden, not to mention Peja was stunned, and no one else understood it.

When did Tu Man in the paint zone teleport over?

When everyone reacted, the basketball had crossed the center line and was jumping towards the three-point line...

Knowing that they couldn't catch up, the Mavericks didn't chase back.

Therefore, the nine people on the field just had their hips akimbo, watching Tu Man race against the basketball.

Yo, you boy is amazing, can you run past the ball?

Of course I can run!
The tendons of these two legs are the strongest in human beings, none of them.

Now go to track and field, he can chase Bolt!

So, everyone watched Tu Man fly out of the baseline, watched him hook the ball up at the last moment, watched the basketball spin rapidly, climb up the backboard, and slip into the net pocket...

Wori, you can get in here!
The scene was dead silent, and the fans were stunned. Could this be the legendary fairy ball?
It's a pity that Tu Man didn't see it, and he fell off the baseline with a "bang".

Regardless of whether it hurts or not, as soon as it touches the ground, the hand immediately bounces up, turns over and grabs back, and scrambles to the basket...

Without even looking at the stunned opponent, he grabbed the dropped basketball.

He stood up long, swung the ball with one arm, and dunked the ball in!

The referee glanced at him, suppressed a smile and made a two-point effective gesture.

After thinking about it, I added another sentence:
"Boy, this ball can only count as two points!"

Tu Man was taken aback, and looked at the referee in puzzlement.

Are you out of your mind, or have I time-traveled, how many points do you get if you don’t get two points for a dunk?

The referee smiled and pointed to the big screen.

When I raised my head, it was replaying Tu Man's super big hook just now...

That ball, scored?
It's really Niu Huanxi eating too much, and this can be entered!
The teammates on the Suns bench were all jumping up with their towels in their hands, but when they saw Tu Man scrambling up and down to make a dunk again, he suddenly staggered with laughter.

Robin made a trumpet and shouted at him:
"Da Saoman, you are too good at riding a horse!"

Tu Man shook his head, this is not pretending, this is really awesome!
The Mavericks continued to attack.

Still waiting for time, the basketball kept flying back and forth, everyone touched the ball once, but didn't make a shot, waiting for the final blow.

Tu Man was standing under the basket, his eyes were like a radar catching the trajectory of the basketball, his body was slightly bowed, and he was ready to shoot out at any time...

With three seconds left in the attack time, Kidd suddenly ran towards Nowitzki with the ball.
The basketball flew over Nowitzki's head and flew all the way to the basket.

Suddenly, a big hand appeared.

"Oh!"

The basketball was hit head-on, and at double speed, it set foot on the way it came from...

"Beep!"

The whistle sounded.

Tu Man landed, steadied his footsteps, and turned to look at the referee.

It's a goaltend!

When Tu Man hit the basketball, it was at the top of the arc before it began to fall.

In theory, it is impossible for the referee to tell the difference with the naked eye.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with being a cap.

The referee is fooled!

Luckily, he seems to be right...

Tu Man shrugged his shoulders, even if he interfered with the ball, he would recognize it.

In any case, if you want to score points, you must first ask whether our palms agree or not!

The Suns attacked, and Nash continued to dribble.

The Mavericks' defensive line shrinks, blocks Nash, and blocks Tuman. In short, there cannot be a gap between them that is bigger than basketball...

Nash went around, but couldn't find Tu Man, so he flicked his back.

Hill, at the top of the arc, got the basketball. At this time, the Mavericks players retreated into the paint, and there was no one around him. It was a good opportunity for a cold shot!
With a slight adjustment, the knife is raised and lowered.

Three points, hit the iron.

Tu Man jumped up from the crowd, stretched his arms, and grabbed the basketball.

Before it landed, it was thrown out:

"Grant, come again!"

Hill caught the ball and shot again, the arc was slightly tight, but he still missed.

Tu Man jumped up again, passed the basket from the neck up, but he still missed the dunk, still threw the ball at Hill, and shouted:

"Grant, throw ten more times!"

Chasing two points and two points is too slow, but still has three points!

At this time, Marion had rushed back.

Arms stretched out, palms spread out, blocking Hill's sight high up.

Hill gritted his teeth, faced those black hands, and jumped up without hesitation with the expectation of a brother who would let him cast another ten times...

He didn't shoot immediately, he leaned back a lot, and drifted slightly to the left, and only after he avoided Marion's black hand, he threw the ball!

Hill has never shot like this since the injury.

Of course, he had never shot like this before his serious injury. At that time, his sharp breakthrough was enough to shake away all defenders, so why bother to drift back?
Marion paled in shock—

No, this isn't Hill, this is Kobe!

Hill's physical condition was no longer as good as that mamba, and he could no longer maintain his balance after the shot, and fell flat with a "bang"...

As if it wasn't his back that fell, Hill remained motionless, his eyes fixed on the basketball until it plunged into the hoop before hitting the floor with the hammer.

It doesn't take ten times, I can enter now!

109:120
Kidd advanced quickly, and there were more than three minutes left in the fourth quarter. Blindly pressing the rhythm could not guarantee the fruits of victory, and a little pressure must be given to the opponent.

Players from both sides chased each other and crossed the half court.

Tu Man ran the fastest, but he didn't intercept anyone, but went directly to the basket.

As soon as he turned around and stood firm, he saw Marion who came after him suddenly turn sharply from the paint area, turn around and run towards the bottom corner on the left...

Tu Man didn't realize it, and took a step, as if he was going to pounce on Nowitzki at the top of the arc.

Kidd raised his hand, and the basketball flew towards Marion.

At the same moment, Tu Man slid to the left, just as Marion's crooked machine gun fired a bullet, Tu Man flew up after him!
"Oh!"

Tu Man's left hand completely covered the basketball, and then he closed his right hand upwards, locked the basketball in it, and landed firmly.

Without a fast break, he held the ball and looked at the referee.

The whistle didn't sound, obviously it wasn't an interference ball, but a beautiful catch!
Tu Man threw the ball to Nash and whispered:

"Steve, it's your turn!"

After all, he stretched his long legs and flew all the way to the basket.

Nash advanced quickly, and the Mavericks left Kidd alone to block him, while the others shrank in.

With Chandler hanging on his body and Marion in front of his eyes, Tuman still raised his palms high and shouted at Nash:

"Steve, don't be afraid of these quail, give me the ball!"

Before the words fell, the Mavericks' defense line shrunk in again.

To their ears, the meaning of this sentence couldn't be clearer. Tu Man made it clear that he would fight five times, and he was not afraid of the "quails" in Dallas...

But Nash got it.

Tu Man wanted him to let go of the shot, dare to let Hill make ten shots, dare to let Lao Na make ten shots, or even more, that's how domineering!

Nash smiled and tossed the ball.

With the movement of Nash's hand, Kidd also turned and looked back.

Hey, where's the ball?

(End of this chapter)