You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 176
51 is better than 49
This is the score of the entire half, the Pistons still did not play an advantage, Hardaway led the Magic tenaciously stick to the home court, the game is still [-]-[-] points.

"Grant struggled in the second quarter, does that change your core?"

Mo Mengchen looked at the reporter, and knew without thinking that the reporter was from Orlando, and the question was more insidious. If the answer was not good, these guys could interpret it casually, and it might lead to some problems inside the Pistons.

"Of course not. Everyone has bad times." Mo Mengchen casually brought up the problem.

"Guys, don't forget what this opponent has given you."

Collins yelled.

Everyone lowered their heads, Collins continued: "There is still half the game, I hope you can show a little blood in the second half, this is just a regular season, but the opponent is the enemy who sent us home last season, we need to do something Order something!"

While Collins was talking there, Mo Mengchen turned to Hill and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Damn it, it's nothing." Hill said unhappily.

"No, I'm asking what's wrong with your waist? Are you okay?" Mo Mengchen thought for a while, maybe it wasn't that Hill was weak, but that the opponent's elbow brought him some additional damage.

Hill explained: "It's nothing, it's just a little pain, it's nothing."

"Let me see." Mo Mengchen said.

Seeing Mo Mengchen let Hill lie down, everyone was startled.

David Wise asked, "Grant, what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing, Mo insisted on checking my waist," Hill said.

No problem, it seems this guy is soft
Mo Mengchen was a little disappointed. If it was because of injuries, it would be understandable for him to be so sluggish. The test results showed that it was not. Hill was indeed frightened by the high intensity and dark elbows on the opposite side.

In fact, Mo Mengchen had already guessed this point, just in case.

The situation of Hill and Hardaway is similar. From the early stage of his career, his body is relatively tough, not brittle, but later his body was worn to the extreme. In the peak year at the age of 28, a wave of injuries struck.

This is a guy who won't stop once he starts getting hurt. Therefore, the prevention of injuries must be meticulous and there must be no problems at all.

"Orlando is strong, and if you don't step up, we're going to have a hard time tonight."

"Do not worry."

Mo Mengchen said half-jokingly: "If it's because you're not used to elbows, I'd suggest to the coach to allow elbow swings during confrontation matches, so you shouldn't be afraid anymore, right?"

"Really? Great!"

Hill heard this sentence, and so did Mahon, Williams, and Wallace. They looked extremely excited, as if this was an ideal basketball game.

"What's so good? Can there be any survivors after such a match?" Hill retorted with a black face.

Williams laughed, Wallace didn't speak, and Mahon also felt that this proposal was unrealistic. Although it was very exciting, but will you throw your elbows at will in the duel?It's just a dream.

Will such a good thing really happen?
Even in the days of the Bad Boys Legion, swinging elbows is not allowed in confrontation matches. You can swing your elbows, but swinging your elbows will be called a foul, and it is easy to hurt the friendship between teammates. In the end, not only did it not have the effect of training, but it might also tear the team apart.

At this time, Mo Mengchen was going to borrow a sentence from Li Yunlong: I would rather let soldiers get injured in training than let them lose their lives on the battlefield.

"Compared to increasing the risk of injury in the confrontation match, I would rather not see you shrink back and forth when you encounter an elbow." Mo Mengchen said, "You should know what hurts us the most, not losing, but all of us pointing at you And then you back off, like in the second quarter."

Hill was speechless, and the teammates around him also heard the words.

The strict father has just taught the kind mother a lesson, in front of everyone.

Miraculously, Hill didn't have any trace of anger.

Mark Jones' eyes fell on Mo Mengchen, as if he wanted to see him clearly from the outside to the inside, and he seemed to have discovered something.

Yes, he found out.

If he wants to implement his system in the team, what he needs is not the support of Collins, but the support of Mo Mengchen.

In the second half, the Magic kicked off first.

Hardaway's attack was like a sea aura at sunrise. At first, the light was faint and seemed to disappear at any time. As the offensive gradually rose, this aura turned into a fierce light, which made people unable to open their eyes.

It was also at this moment that Mo Mengchen gave up his defensive position.

Hill hates that Mo Mengchen has to do these calculations even for an ordinary defense, but these calculations will undoubtedly benefit them, so he is willing to block Hardaway's breakthrough route and force him to pass the ball.

Hill's promotion was unexpected by Penny, and he was going to find the team's sharpshooter, that is, Hill's opponent Dennis Scott.

"Good pass!"

Scott roared and was about to make a shot when a dark figure flew out, seriously affecting his shot.

Scott saw his number: 9.

Mo Mengchen completely interfered with Scott. If he can still make a shot, it can only show that the opponent is really good at shooting.

In an instant, the ball fell into the back of the basket.

It almost fell in, and Mo Mengchen's interference finally had an effect. This three-pointer fell into the basket with a little bit of strength. It smashed into the basket, and bounced out because of the wrong strength.

"Grant!"

Hill's supplementary defense, Mo Mengchen's rotation, and the counterattack after a successful defense, all of these were too fast.

Hill believes that Mo Mengchen will take turns, and he is also sure that Scott will not make a shot, and he is even more convinced that his teammates will pass the ball. Therefore, when Scott makes a shot, he shoots forward like a sharp arrow.

Flying Luan Xiangfeng's Devil Mountain got the ball in the frontcourt. He seemed to have grown a pair of wings. At this moment, the focus of the audience was on him.

"BOOM~!"

The audience was speechless. This is a performance that only a few players such as Jordan and Hardaway can bring.

Hill ran back to the backcourt and patted the palm that sent him the pass: "Good pass."

"You're so ugly." Mo Mengchen complained.

Hill smiled instead of anger: "Then I can only ask you to make a sample for me."

Hardaway held up a hand and waved it left and right.

It's not pulling away, it's running.

Mo Mengchen's defense gradually relaxed. As long as Hardaway decides to organize other people, his defensive strength will only rush the ball and not rush people.

Dennis Scott is still running: "Can you keep up with me? Good boy at Duke, are you not afraid that I will give you another blow? Forgot the one I gave you?"

His trash talk came one after another, but none of it touched Hill's pain point.

Only when facing these people, can Hill realize how vicious Mo Mengchen's mouth is. Compared with him, what is the trash talk of these people?
In order to become a better team player, Hill participated in the Atlanta Olympics. He trained and studied with many stars. He believes that the biggest improvement in the summer is the defensive end.

Mo Mengchen thought so too.

After a summer, Hill's single defense, assist defense, cover, and off-ball defense have all improved qualitatively, which is completely different from Hill in his previous life.

With defense, it is a qualitative change for him.

There is a huge difference between an all-around offensive superstar and an all-around offensive and defensive superstar.

It's just, what can I do if I'm afraid of elbow strikes?

Mo Mengchen observed the situation behind, if Hill was still afraid of elbows, he could only come forward to punish the bastard Scott.

There is no doubt that the end point of the Magic is still on Scott. This person's shooting ability is indeed excellent. In this era of shortened three-point line, he can be used as a weakened version of Klay Thompson.

It is also a two-meter-high turret. Although his defense cannot be compared with Thompson, his shooting skills can be said to be deadly in this era.

"asshole!"

Scott borrowed two screens with Hill still behind him.

He glanced at the referee's position, his eyes were filled with sternness, murderous intent flashed in his pupils, and Grant's cover was in place again.

Hill was almost past Grant's screen, and the next moment, an elbow to his chest knocked him to the ground.

"Beep!"

Scott did not escape the referee and was caught present.

"I still have four fouls to play with you." Scott threatened Hill.

Hill raised his head, stood up from the ground and said, "Then come!"

"Do what you should do, I'll take care of that guy." Mo Mengchen said.

"No, I can do it myself." Hill refused.

Mo Mengchen smiled and said nothing, turned around and gave the ball to Ma Hong, and said, "We can't let that CP go on like this."

"What do you want to do?"

"In that position, give me cover."

After Mo Mengchen gave instructions, he held the ball across half court, asked Hill to cover, and successfully replaced the defender with Scott.

When the defender was replaced by Mo Mengchen, Scott lost that domineering air.

Pick the persimmon softly, this principle applies everywhere.

Mo Mengchen used his rookie season to let everyone in the league know that he is not easy to mess with. Scott didn't dare to put the trick against Hill in front of Mo Mengchen, because he knew that if he really wanted to do something, the only one who would be unlucky was he.

This is a guy who knocks someone's front teeth out and only gets an offensive foul.

There are countless rumors about Mo Mengchen's use of violence to control violence. What is certain is that no old bird has used insidious tricks to gain advantage from him.

"Have you played enough?"

Mo Mengchen asked suddenly.

Scott was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't realize that this was the blind spot of the camera.

When Ma Hong came up with the pick-and-roll, Mo Mengchen borrowed it. In order to avoid the pick-and-roll, he had to lower Ma Hong's black elbow, and this was just the beginning of the combo.

Mo Mengchen slowed down to allow Scott to entangle him. At the moment when the limbs came into contact, Mo Mengchen's feet were entangled with Scott and slammed him violently—poor Scott did not know anything. I was tripped and fell to the ground, and this was just a crit before the climax.

The moment Scott fell to the ground, Mo Mengchen couldn't control his body, and fell towards Scott who had lost his balance.

Mo Mengchen raised his elbow and slammed into Scott's body hard.

The nostalgic impact reminded Mo Mengchen, um, he hit it solidly!

　Scott's meditation: "Dor.Mo claims that people don't offend me and I don't offend others. I thought I didn't provoke him, why did I?"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)