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Chapter 850 Is this the end?
In the frontcourt, McGrady seemed to know that Bai Jidong was going to attack, so he prepared his defensive posture, but the latter swung his arm and passed the ball.

"I really didn't expect you to pass the ball." This was beyond McGrady's expectation.

Bai Jidong's eyes fell on Mai Di: "Why are you in a hurry? I have plenty of time to attack."

"You wouldn't be like this before." Mai Di remembered how Bai Jidong destroyed them before.

Spanoulis got the ball on the left, and Ray Allen defended aggressively, like a prison guard guarding a criminal.

"Vassilis!" Medved was everywhere, covering his teammates everywhere.

Spanoulis has great trust in Medved.

At first, Spanoulis didn't feel that Medved could help them much. Although Medved's talent is outstanding, his foundation is too weak.

Just like a house, if the foundation is not laid well, can the house be solid?Can it withstand the wind and rain?

Medved used vivid examples to tell Spanoulis one thing: Some people are born for basketball.

With full play and full calculation, Medved has played basketball for less than ten months, but he can play this kind of performance in the finals.

As hard as it is to believe, Spanoulis must admit that there are some people in this world who should be born to play basketball.

"Well blocked!" Spanoulis yelled, passing by Medved, leaving Ray Allen behind.

The Celtics had already arranged for Spanoulis, and Garnett was sure that he would not be able to fight well, so he put pressure on him as soon as he came up, trying to hit him to death.

At this point in the game, the referee no longer cared about this level of confrontation.

Spanoulis was unsure of scoring and subconsciously glanced at Medved.

Medved took the initiative to cut in, which has become the first thing he does after he hangs someone up, and it has almost become an instinctive reaction.

Medved picked up the ball, only two or three meters away from the basket, and Garnett opened his terrifying long arms like a mutant.

"Don't even think about it!"

Garnett didn't think there was any way for Medved to score on him.

Medved watched coldly and faked a shot, which looked very realistic.Garnett responded proactively and got up to block the shot.

Although he can shake people up, Medved has no way to connect the follow-up points. He leans on Garnett's body and throws the ball with one hand.

Medved's shot looks strange, but the whole process has an indescribable sense of coordination.

This sense of coordination, or comfort, is innate and not everyone has it.

Medved has shown the plasticity of the offensive end this time, which is the most rare point.

The shot hit the rim, bounced, and missed.

Medved leaned up from behind Garnett, yelled, and put down the offensive rebound.

Garnett's eyes were extremely cold, and he wanted to teach Medved an unforgettable lesson.

At this time, Medved is very close to the basket, as long as he is given a comfortable space, he can explode the energy in his body.

Garnett pays attention to Medved's every move, as long as there is movement, Garnett will definitely react.

Seeing Medved wave his hand, Garnett immediately jumped up and fell directly into the passive.

Medved switched the ball from one hand to the left, bursting with amazing power from his feet, and jumped up in an instant.

As strong as Garnett, he can only watch Medved score on his head. This is a hearty left-handed dunk.

"Your defense isn't great either."

Medved looked at Garnett mockingly, as if he was looking at a prey locked by him.

How could Garnett let it go: "Today next year, your teammates will place flowers in front of your tombstone."

"Don't say that, I'm afraid of death," Medved said. "Although I know you like to scare people, can you please stop scaring people with death?"

How can Garnett swallow his anger after suffering such a big loss on the offensive end?

Just after halftime in the next round, Garnett bumped into Medved as if in a demonstration, and raised his left hand to ask McGrady for the ball.

This is Garnett's own business, and no one else can intervene, and there is no need to intervene.

Bai Jidong is not worried about whether Medved will be knocked down by Garnett.

Garnett's ravages will only accelerate Medved's growth.

Medved has shown extraordinary potential, which is not only manifested in physical fitness and athletic ability, but also in the game.

"You beat me up? Do you really want to? Then you have to do a lot of things. I won't stand and be beaten and not fight back." Even the trash talk is as good as Bai Jidong's.

The most surprising thing about Medved is his ability to learn, like a blank sheet of paper, what others write on it, what is left behind.

"I'm going to kick your fucking ass!" Garnett was like a flame, trying to burn Medved to ashes.

The two streams of energy converged together, bursting out with dazzling brilliance.

Vashabek was shocked. That was Garnett. Medved could compete with him. He had only played basketball for a year.

Could it be that, as they said, the shame of the long deer is a genius?

Vashabek never agrees with this point of view. In his eyes, Medved is just a fool with a good skin.

However, since Medved was put on the starting lineup as a surprise player in the Western Conference Finals, he has refreshed everyone's perception little by little.

Now, Medved has become the No. [-] player of the Timberwolves under Bai Jidong, Vashabek, and Spanoulis.

The big stage can create a star, and Medved is exactly like this. The two big stages of the Western Conference Finals and the Finals spread his name to the world.

Garnett hit Medved like crazy. In terms of body, Wolf King is far better than King Kong, and the latter can only die.

Top defense is the lowest level of defense in low post defense. Everyone can defend like this. It is very simple. It is to withstand the impact of the attacker to the death.

This kind of defense has too many disadvantages. If the opponent is a tank-like monster like O'Neal, the top defense is useless at all, and O'Neal only has one, and most low-post offensive masters have a combination of three or four offensive moves.

It would be great if you can go directly to the basket, but if you can't, you can also attack in different ways.

Garnett belongs to the type of player with a variety of low-post offensive methods. Since he can't stand up to others, then he won't be able to stand up, and use another method.

"You really can't do it!"

Medved thought he was guarding Garnett, but it turned out he was too naive.

Garnett paused, put away the ball and swayed from side to side, shaking his shoulders left and right. Medved was dizzy from the shaking and couldn't respond.

Then, Garnett gave a finishing move, stood up, pulled up, and made a hit.

"You looked like a pug who couldn't get dried meat just now. It's so ugly." Garnett mocked.

Medved recalled Garnett's offense just now, which was really beautiful: "One day, I will be like you."

"Dream your shit!" Garnett yelled.

Bai Jidong couldn't see any frustration from Medved's face: "It seems that you are ready for the challenge."

"Of course, the Changlu family never backs down." Medved said confidently.

Vashabek came over and added: "A person who never dared to accept a duel in Stroh, actually said that he is ready to meet the challenge? Hmph"

"I've told you hundreds of times, my wish is world peace!" Medved yelled.

Bai Jidong glanced at the two of them without saying a word.

Vashabek and Medved are not afraid of anything, except Bai Jidong.

Stared at by Bai Jidong, Vashabek shut up, and Medved laughed.

"I hope you understand that now is not the time to quarrel." Bai Jidong said.

The difference between the two sides was still 8 points, the game time was passing by every second, and the situation was critical. These two heartless guys still wanted to quarrel.

"You're not in a hurry at all." Mai Di got stuck in Bai Jidong's way.

Bai Jidong dribbled the ball and asked: "Why are you in a hurry? There is still a lot of time, let's take our time."

The Celtics' defensive strength increased with time. At the beginning, they only targeted Bai Jidong's offense, and then even Spanoulis encountered a highly targeted defense.

"Minnesota played tough, but Boston was on the winning side."

"Yes, as long as the game continues in the way it is now, if nothing goes wrong, Boston will win without any suspense."

Webber is silent, he has confidence in the Timberwolves, but he still needs a point for him to break out.

The Celtics' defense was extremely fierce, locking up all possibilities from beginning to end.

The Timberwolves' ball turned around, and it was Bai Jidong who opened the singles.McGrady held his defensive position, and under the interference, Bai Jidong missed a shot.

"The white wolf is miraculously absent!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Bai Jidong left an indelible psychological shadow on the Celtics fans.

In the previous two games, as long as they hit the critical moment, Bai Jidong would score almost every goal, turning the game into a personal performance show.

Now he is fine, the fractured Bai Jidong has become a mortal, and he can no longer kill people like before at critical moments.

Bai Jidong's right hand trembled, and the pain spread from his fingers to his whole body.

The game has come to a critical moment, and my fingers seem to be hurting more than before.

"White Wolf, your journey is over," McGrady said.

Bai Jidong looked at McGrady, he didn't have the ball in his hand: "You think you guys are sure to win, so are you preaching to me?"

"No, this is a suggestion to you as a friend." Mai Di leaned back against Bai Jidong, "You are a great opponent."

After all, McGrady caught the ball with one hand, and then his body turned around suddenly.

This is a fake turn, but it shakes Bai Jidong away.

McGrady turned around and shot a jump shot, but Bai Jidong couldn't react, seeing the ball flying over his head, he was helpless.

"Shh!"

"T-Mac!"

"T-Mac!"

"T-Mac!"

The audience in the North Shore Garden shouted Maddie's nickname in unison, and Bai Jidong stood still, looking at the scorer that was pulled back to 10 points.

"For White Wolf, this is very cruel. They are infinitely close to history, but they were slapped severely by fate. If he hadn't been injured, maybe the result would have been different." Mike Breen sighed.

Bai Jidong closed his eyes, the energy in his body was almost dry, and the pain gradually devoured his fighting spirit.

Could this be the end?
(End of this chapter)