Super Evolution of Basketball

Chapter 302 Great Sword, Unsheathed!

After big center Adams left the field, the Thunder's offensive rebounds showed signs of overwhelming the Lakers.

Barkley said with emotion: "Maybe this is the right medicine. Durant is so easy to use. There is nothing he can't do on the basketball court. LeBron James can also play from the first position to the fifth position, but James is not as accurate as Durant."

O'Neal: "Yeah, the Thunder's salary space is good. As long as they add another star-level swingman this summer, it won't be too scary next year! What will happen to the Warriors then?"

While the commentators were discussing, Durant grabbed another rebound over Frye's head, and with a flick of his long arm, the ball flew high and shot toward the frontcourt.

Waiters looked back at the trajectory of the ball and ran towards the Lakers basket with all his strength. After catching the ball, it was an alley-oop dunk, which would definitely score five best goals.

Unfortunately, before he received it, the ball was stopped by Kobe halfway.

"Ah!" Waiters exclaimed angrily.

When did Kobe catch up with him? After such a high-intensity half-time game, shouldn't his physical strength have bottomed out?
How could he be faster than the first half?
In fact, it's not that Kobe is faster at all, but that Waiters' inattention didn't notice anyone behind him.

"Idiot!" Durant whispered.

Standing behind Durant, Frye looked at him in surprise when he heard the word, thinking how could he criticize his teammates like that.

Kobe did not choose to advance by himself, but made a long pass to Yuan Qingshan.

At this time, Westbrook had already crossed the center line, happily preparing for a fast break, but naturally it was too late to return to defend.

hiss... ho...

Yuan Qingshan was wide open, adjusted his breathing, and made an emergency stop at the top of the arc to shoot a jumper.

hit!

Whoa!
"Yuan-qing-shan!"

"Yuan-qing-shan!"

The fans are excited again. Since the team brought Yuan Qingshan back to Los Angeles in the draft, they have had such exciting moments countless times this season!
"What are you still doing?" Westbrook yelled at Waiters, who was in a daze under the Lakers basket.

Waiters is not a small tempered person. He even competed with Kyrie Irving for the boss in the Cavaliers, but in front of Westbrook, he is just a younger brother.

The rest of the Thunder quickly pulled away, Singler ran to the bottom line to pick up the ball, and carefully passed it to Westbrook.

A person like him who can barely enter the rotation, even in team training, has very few opportunities to cooperate with superstars like Shuang Shao.

Tonight, I don't know what coach Donovan did wrong. He actually let himself play, and he had to guard Downs...

Westbrook took the ball and raised his left hand at the same time.

then.

In front of tens of thousands of people, he hooked his fingers towards Yuan Qingshan.

Yuan Qingshan: Huh?
hum!
There was first a sound of surprise from the auditorium, and then a cry of anger.

The Thunder's Westbrook really deserves his reputation. He has never seen such a provocation. This is too disrespectful to the opponent.

"Referee, give him a technical foul!" Fans in the front row started booing.

O'Neal sneered: "If this was ten years ago, and he happened to be an insider, I would definitely teach him how to behave! I don't know what Yuan Qingshan thinks, anyway, no one would dare to treat me like this."

Barkley: "I gave you my finger that year. Have you forgotten? And it's still the middle finger."

shock!
O'Neill gave Barkley an awkward look, paused for a few seconds before saying, "Come on, Charles, don't tell lies for the sake of the show, but you managed to amuse me, haha."

Barkley looked serious: "It was October 1999, when we played at home."

O'Neill could not wait to call the commentary stand to Barkley's face: "Shut up!"

These two tasteless guys started a talk show while explaining Xi Wuliang's performance, while the magician sitting on the side frowned. Westbrook's aura changed significantly in the second half.

It seems.

Thunder's first sword is about to be unsheathed!
On the field.

Yuan Qingshan smiled slightly, and trotted all the way to Westbrook.

"What can I teach you?"

Westbrook widened his eyes several times: "I want you to die ugly!"

Yuan Qingshan's complexion did not change: "Really? Then you are great."

Wei Shao sneered and staggered, his body turned into a blue lightning and jumped past Yuan Qingshan.

Yuan Qingshan frowned, this guy is really too fast, isn't the tortoise crawling very slowly, why is he so fast, is it an alien species?

"Three stages of acceleration" start!
Yuan Qingshan quickly activated his acceleration skills, barely kept up with Westbrook's speed, and stopped him.

In memory, this was the first time Yuan Qingshan was forced to use acceleration skills on the defensive end. Even John Wall, who is known as the fastest, never had this treatment.

Jumping over the middle circle, Westbrook speeded up again, and there seemed to be wind around him.

"Does he also have acceleration skills?" This was Yuan Qingshan's first reaction.

While thinking, he gritted his teeth and accelerated again.

After this round, the two had already reached the top of the arc, and Yuan Qingshan ran out of acceleration three times, only changing without losing his position.

Durant rushed out from the inside, his hands drooping to protect his vitals, and he wanted to make a pick-and-roll for Westbrook on the left wing.

But Westbrook didn't even look at him, arched his body and continued to push inward.

Blue Lightning's speed increased to another level, Yuan Qingshan exhausted his acceleration, and forced him to prevent him from running into the basket.

When the arms occasionally scratched, there was a bang bang sound of flesh and blood colliding.

Yuan Qingshan was horrified. Is this guy's body made of iron? Why is it so hard?

After the three acceleration opportunities were used up, Yuan Qingshan could only keep moving based on experience and feeling in an attempt to stop Westbrook.

then.

A terrible thing happened. Westbrook seemed to deliberately avoid Durant's help. After making a circle on the right wing, he continued to speed up, preparing to break into the penalty area from the right.

Westbrook accelerated four times.

Yuan Qingshan had no choice but to clenched his teeth and turned around to hug Westbrook.

In this state, it can only be a tactical foul.

However, Yuan Qingshan's hands had already successfully rested on Wei Shao's shoulders, but Wei Shao's speed did not decrease at all. He just dragged Yuan Qingshan forward and took another big step forward, and threw the ball steadily at the moment Yuan Qingshan's hands struck.

Beep!whistle.

Swish!Go in.

"Hmph!" Westbrook pursed his lips and snorted at Yuan Qingshan with his nose.

"The Lakers fouled on the 16th, the goal is valid, and an additional penalty!" The referee gestured.

Westbrook walks to the free throw line with a stiff neck.

Fans behind the home team's hoop pulled out various props to distract him in an instant.

Hush, rustle, rustle...

The chaotic noise annoyed Westbrook, yelling at the fans: "You guys be quiet, these tricks are useless."

"Why are you yelling so loudly?" A severely myopic brother retorted.

Then, a blond female fan stood up and took off her T-shirt. The plump curves were unobstructed, and there were only two stickers on the key parts.

"Huh?" The players were a little confused, what is this, arena benefits?

The keen professional sense of the photographers helped them find the focus here, and the attractive figure of the female fans appeared on the big screen immediately.

Then, she writhed wildly, her body was weak and boneless, and she was full of passion.

Regardless of whether Westbrook was confused by her or not, the fans around her whistled and clapped excitedly anyway.

"Only the weak need these, you Lakers are too weak!" Westbrook turned his head and said to Yuan Qingshan, and then he almost didn't even look at it, and threw the ball directly, and the basketball flew into the basket as if it had eyes.

"Hmm!" The fans said in unison in disappointment, and the blond beauty put on her clothes angrily.

Yuan Qingshan walked up to Westbrook, put his lips against his ear and said, "Russell, you will regret it!"

(End of this chapter)