Super Evolution of Basketball

Chapter 141 Watch Me Reversely Pull the Rod
Westbrook pursed his lips, stared at Yuan Qingshan with a serious expression, and said to himself that the rookie boy in front of him was stalking him on the outside all the time, really annoying me even if you don't mind it!

It seems that if you don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how hard the head of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles is!

Westbrook Rage: 20%.

Westbrook made two laps at the top of the arc, raised his hand to pass the ball to Robertson on the left wing, and suddenly a white figure passed through and directly intercepted the ball halfway.

Westbrook was taken aback, it was Kobe who rushed out.

Just as he was dazzled, Yuan Qingshan had already started, turned back and ran to the front court quickly.

"then!"

With a flick of his long arm, Kobe threw the ball towards Yuan Qingshan who was running wildly in the distance.

"Fast!" O'Neill exclaimed.

"Look, the one behind is faster!" Barkley pointed behind Yuan Qingshan.

Westbrook also started it, and rushed towards Yuan Qingshan's figure desperately with his legs open.

Westbrook Rage: 30%.

"Be careful behind you!" Yuan Qingshan heard the fans on the sidelines exclaiming at him while running. In fact, he didn't need the fans to remind him, he had already felt a fierce and fierce aura approaching from behind.

If you haven't played against a superstar of Westbrook's level in person, you don't know that they are faster than the tape.

"Three stages of acceleration" start!
There was no one in the first few steps, but Yuan Qingshan activated the acceleration skill without hesitation, just to prevent Westbrook behind him from catching up.

It was the first time he used the acceleration skill without the ball, and without the ball, the speed increased even more.

Yuan Qingshan looked forward, measured the distance with his eyes, and calculated in his heart that he might have to accelerate twice before he could get rid of Westbrook.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel distressed. A simple escape would waste his offensive skills. The NBA is really scary.

"If no one responds, he will be caught up by Westbrook soon. I don't think this big hat can run away!" O'Neill said confidently.

"Not necessarily, look again!" Barkley pointed again.

People were only paying attention to Yuan Qingshan and Westbrook, and didn't notice that a person on the other side of the field had also crossed the center line.

"Xiaoshan! This way!" Downs waved as he ran.

Speed ​​up, speed up!
Yuan Qingshan used up the remaining two of the three stages of acceleration, and then directly threw the ball high above the Thunder's basket.

"Does Towns want an alley-oop?" O'Neill exclaimed again!

Westbrook's speed didn't slow down, he jumped past Yuan Qingshan and went straight to Towns. If the Lakers scored this goal, he would be ashamed.

How can Westbrook accept this kind of plot when his own mistakes are counterattacked and directly converted into the opponent's score?
Westbrook Rage: 40%.

The blue tortoise shadow rushed towards Tang Si like a lightning bolt, Yuan Qingshan's hands were sweating unconsciously.

O'Neal slapped the table and shouted: "Look, Yuan Qingshan has angered Westbrook, and the Lakers are in big trouble!"

Barkley gasped.

"Go and respond!" Coach Scott yelled at Whiteside. Whiteside reacted, dropped Ibaka and ran towards the front court. Although Yuan Qingshan had already used three stages of acceleration, he still ran to the basket with Baibian to respond.

The fans exclaimed for a while, Westbrook's speed is too fast, he will definitely rush to the basket before Whiteside and Yuan Qingshan, as to whether he can stop Towns in time, it is still unknown.

Towns cuts to the basket from the side, and when he leaps high, he can catch a glimpse of Westbrook's position out of the corner of his eye.

I saw Westbrook flying up after a big stride, only about two seconds behind Downs.

Judging by the current speed of the two of them, Westbrook must be able to destroy the ball before Towns makes a shot.

Towns touched the basketball in shock. He knew in his heart that it was too late for him to slam dunk, and he would definitely be slapped away by Westbrook. So he had an idea, and he stabbed hard with his right hand. The basketball changed direction and hit the backboard vigorously.

At the same time, the bodies of the two have also slid past the highest point and began to fall in a parabola towards the rear of the basket.

The basketball flew over Westbrook's head. He stretched out his arms to catch it, and swung it twice, but unfortunately it was too late, and the catch was empty.

"Damn!" Westbrook scolded angrily.

The reporters sitting under the basket held up their cameras stupidly, completely attracted by the aura of the two, and even forgot to capture this wonderful moment.

"Look!" Barkley exclaimed, and O'Neal and the fans near the commentary booth followed his gaze.

Just before Downs and Westbrook landed, another white figure rushed into the air.

"Prevent Yuan Qingshan!" Coach Donovan exclaimed, but unfortunately, the rest of the Thunder players were thousands of miles away, and they were powerless.

Durant stared at the backcourt dumbfounded, sweat silently dripping down his cheeks.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and Yuan Qingshan caught the rapidly popping basketball firmly in the air with a snap.

"Terminator" starts!
He only felt that he entered another world the moment he touched the basketball. The actions of the people around him, and even his own breathing slowed down by half a beat.

It stands to reason that Yuan Qingshan's take-off height is not enough, so he can only adjust after receiving the ball and then wait for the attack, but the "Terminator" skill seems to prolong his time in the air, giving him enough time to put the ball into the basket.

Under Westbrook's surprised eyes, Yuan Qingshan passed the ball to his right hand the moment his body slid under the basket, and then with a flick of his wrist, he lightly threw the ball to the center of the basket.

Reverse the lever!

hit!

Whoa!
The fans at the Staples Center exclaimed. They originally thought that their small guard was only good at defense, but they didn't expect the offense to be so spiritual.

Earned, earned, picked up a treasure this year!
"Well! The lever from Yuan Qingshan, I really don't know how those who questioned his inability to attack feel at this time." O'Neill exclaimed.

"Man, did you see clearly just now, he doesn't seem to jump high, why does it look like he has been gliding in the air for a long time?" Barkley said.

O'Neill shook the shark's head, but he couldn't answer the question, so he quickly looked up to watch the replay on the big screen.

In the replay, Yuan Qingshan's jump is still not high, but his movements are still chic, and the ball is still scored.

"It can only be said that this kid's handwork is too slippery." The big shark murmured, "This cleverness, I think, is infinitely close to Kyrie Irving!"

Some people were happy and some were worried. Westbrook was too upset. He didn't expect that one of his mistakes would be transformed into such a wonderful offense by the Lakers. The cheers all over the court sounded like a hysterical mockery to him.

Don't even think about the cooperation between Downs and Yuan Qingshan, it must be selected as one of the top ten goals, and he himself has become a ridiculous background board.

Westbrook looked back angrily. The instigator, Kobe, looked calm, as if saying: Routine operation, routine operation.

"Damn!" Westbrook clenched his fists and roared.

Westbrook Rage: 50%+10%+10%.

(End of this chapter)