one-handed ball

Chapter 279
Brooks is still the same. This year, the Rockets rely more on his outside firepower. He lived up to expectations and averaged 18.3 points per game, and he was able to send 5.4 assists per game.From the data level, Brooks is not even inferior to the 15+6 Billups.He has become the most powerful teammate around Yao Ming today, of course, before Martin came.

His ability to achieve such results this season is inseparable from the growth of his own strength.Facing the Timberwolves and the aging Billups, he took off his two short legs like hot wheels, and rushed to the frontcourt like flying.

The Timberwolves players hadn't settled down yet. When Zheng Ke turned his head, Brooks also rushed over, followed the Timberwolves player's ass, and scored a layup with a low hand, opening the scoring for the Rockets.

2:0.

"Old guy, you are no longer good. The point guard is the world of speed." When Brooks returned to the defense, his eyes were burning with flames, and he challenged Billups in a rather arrogant tone.

"Hehe, do you dare to play like this for the whole game? Haven't you suffered enough?" Billups is not a good man, he is a man who has mixed with the Pistons. The Pistons are basically tough guys. Scoundrels and the like, trash talk is really a child's play, and he rarely uses it anymore.

Brooks was at a loss for words. He remembered that during the playoffs last season, it was because he had been tricked and the rhythm of the Rockets was always controlled by the Timberwolves. For this reason, he was scolded a lot.When Billups said this, the old and new hatred broke out together. He felt that he had become stronger, and this time he must make the Timberwolves suffer.

Billups takes the ball outside the 45-degree three-point line, and he won't get it back like a stunned young man.According to the tactics, it was calmly assigned to Zheng Ke at the top of the arc.

When Zheng Ke got the basketball, he seemed to detonate the target center arena, the fans started clamoring, they cheered Zheng Ke's name, hoping to see his every score, every assist, every time attack.The air in the target center is getting hot.
Battier is an old friend of Zheng Ke, and he knows Zheng Ke's strength too well.Unparalleled first step, beast-like physical strength, and sometimes he will find time to play some tricks that only a defender can do, and his feints are as realistic as they are.And the extremely accurate shooting is simply a template player among swingmen.The moment Zheng Ke took the ball, he pasted it. Not being able to start the speed for Zheng Ke was the battle strategy he reacted to immediately.

He is a plaster, but unfortunately Zheng Ke was not injured.Shane Battier is too familiar with Zheng Ke, the silk-wrapping hand. He also dealt with other players in the same way when he first entered the league.

Shaking his shoulders, pressing down his center of gravity, the frequency of dribbling instantly accelerated, Zheng Ke changed his moving pace, turned his back and hit Battier.

Battier couldn't bear it, and took a small step back.

Zheng Ke's eyes lit up, this small step made room for him.He turned the ball into one, and the ball was moving. He turned around again, savagely forced a breakthrough, and knocked away Battier's arm that was stretched out in vain with his iron-hard abdominal muscles.

"block!"

Battier turned his head to remind his teammates, but Zheng Ke's speed was too fast, especially after starting, like a white lightning, with an unstoppable momentum, he rushed into the Rocket paint area.

Yao Ming couldn't keep up with the defense, and Scola couldn't take off.

When Zheng Ke jumped up in the air, they could only watch as Zheng Ke completed the heavy shot with his hands hanging down behind his head, and the basketball frame kept shaking when it hit the ground.

2:2.

"Too fast, too high, too fierce." Little Jordan beside the drinking fountain was stunned. He had never seen such a flying player, especially a Chinese who could fly like this.In the Clippers, Eric Gordon is already the player who can jump and dunk the best, but he is definitely not as domineering as Zheng Ke.

"It doesn't matter, that's how he plays, give me the ball next round." Yao Ming clapped his hands, loudly encouraged the Rockets who were a little down because of Zheng Ke's dunk, and decided to play one by himself next time.

"Let's not rush, play position, take your time, and use Yao Ming's inside attack power." Although Martin has just joined the Rockets, he seems to have integrated into it, he whispered to Brooks.I'm afraid that Brooks will drive his 120 yards again, completely ignoring his teammates.

"I know, I know. I'll slow down, don't worry." Brooks looked calm. He is completely clear-headed now, and he has repeatedly promised that he will never break through without thinking or three points without thinking.

The two hit the baseline and ran upfield together.

Adelman has actually been studying how to maximize Yao Ming's inside attack.This involves tactics, timing and so on.Last season, if Yao Ming could keep his output throughout the game, maybe the Timberwolves would be the last to fall, and the script would be completely rewritten.Today, Yao Ming's state is still on fire this season, and the trade for Martin was actually his own proposal to Morey.It's not that he is ruthless to McGrady, it's just that Martin, who has excellent shooting, is at his peak, and it is more suitable to cooperate with Yao Ming, who is often double-teamed.Today, he will take a good look at the chemical reaction between Yao Ming and Martin.

Yao Ming bent down, and the inside line reached out and grabbed the basketball.

This time his position was very deep, and the veins on Pekovic's forehead were exposed, and he desperately pushed Yao Ming to the outside.But it felt like pushing a big mountain, not moving at all.Yao Ming got the ball, he didn't dare to push with all his strength, he might be called a foul by the referee who was staring at him.

After Yao Ming took the ball, he glanced at the situation on the field. The Rockets opened up a lot of space for him, near Scola's free throw line area, Brooks' weak side corner, Martin's arc top, Battier's 45-degree three-point line Outside... He immediately had a rough map of the distribution of players in his mind.

"boom!"

Yao Ming frowned slightly as he bumped into Pekovic's solid meat shield.Timberwolves did not know where to find such a player, he felt like hitting a wall, rebounding very strong.But it didn't bother him, I saw him holding the basketball, using his right foot as the axis, drawing a half circle with his left foot, and then slightly leaning back to shoot a straight-arm jumper.

This is his unique skill. With his height and wingspan, his release point is extremely high, and his release speed is fairly fast. Even a player with average jumping ability can take off quickly. Before anyone can jump to the highest point, he has already thrown the ball. .This trick is very difficult to defend. After the touch is thrown, the god blocks and kills the god, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha.

"Shua!" The basketball quickly passed through the net, making a crisp sound.Simple yet nimble, precise and deadly.Yao Ming secretly waved his clenched fist, thinking that his shot must be very handsome.

But the Timberwolves players are used to strong winds and waves, and they quickly served the baseline ball with a blank face. Billups waved his old arm, and then all the Timberwolves players rushed forward in billowing smoke like a galloping wolf pack.

"Be careful and fast attack!"

Adelman stood up from the bench as if being stabbed in the ass by a needle, and made a trumpet shape with his hands, loudly reminding the Rockets players.

The Rockets cursed shamelessly, then turned to chase the Timberwolves who were running wildly.

Seeing that the opportunity was not too good, Billups slowed down, waiting for the arrival of Pekovic who served the bottom line from outside the three-point line.

Billups controls the ball with his right hand, directs the players to move with his left hand, and yells loudly from time to time, feeling like a director making a movie.His dead fish-like eyes looked at the inside of the Timberwolves, and there was an intersection with Love's sight.Immediately, Love understood what Billups meant, and gave him a reassuring look.

Billups started to start, Brooks followed.He pretended to break through to the right, but suddenly changed direction in front of his body, switched to dribbling with his left hand, and then dashed to the left.

"It's such a simple change of direction, who do you want to shake?" Brooks was very proud, thinking that Billups was nothing more than that.

"Boom!" A mountain-like body blocked Brooks' body, and the force of the rebound almost caused Brooks to stagger.

"Damn it, I hate Timberwolves." Brooks cursed secretly, turned to look for Billups, but found that his sight was blocked by Love's huge body, and he couldn't see where Billups was at all.

On the other side, Scola gave up Love's marking, saw Brooks out of position, and bit the bullet to chase Billups.Billups went straight to the basket, which made the Rockets very nervous and attracted heavy troops to besiege for a while.Battier hesitated for a moment, but let Zheng Ke have a little space, and moved to the inside line.

Zheng Ke moved sideways secretly and was in an open position, but Billups' vision was blocked by the four big arms of Yao Ming and Scola, which was affected. He still chose a safe distribution and handed it to Pekovy at the basket strange.

The opportunity was rare, and even though Battier made up the defense in time, Pekovic was still the overlord.He felt so good around the rim that he made a half-hook, half-shooter. 4 to 2.

Zheng Ke shook his head. He actually watched a play outside. Pekovic's coping ability was a bit weak. If the ball was Love, it might be a back pass.

After that, the two teams missed two offenses respectively. The Rockets made a mistake in passing the ball. Battier's pass was directly intercepted by Zheng Ke.Zheng Ke dived to the side of the basketball and took control of the basketball. He grabbed the basketball with one hand and threw it to Billups in front of him.

A slanting white arm stretched out diagonally, and Martin Oriole was behind, and broke the ball back again.He didn't make any adjustments on the outside line, and directly used an awkward shooting method to push the basketball out of his chest.

"I'll wipe it, there's no reason for it."

Zheng Ke, who fell on the ground, watched the basketball fall into the hoop, and felt that this skinny monkey with bushy eyes deserved a beating.
(End of this chapter)