Super Evolution of Basketball

Chapter 547 War of Attrition
Yuan Qingshan leaned forward, but failed to intercept the ball, and lost half of his position.

call!The home team's bench exclaimed, Irving grabbed the ball beautifully, Drew's assistant nodded in satisfaction, and LeBron James, too, saw Irving dodging so spiritually, and even wanted to applaud.

Owen further changed direction, trying to use his speed to get rid of Yuan Qingshan.

Yuan Qingshan used the "three-stage acceleration" skill twice in a row, and finally recovered his defensive position.

Irving took possession of the ball with his right hand and stepped back two steps away.

The deadly distance, Yuan Qingshan didn't dare to let it go so far, so he could only get closer.

Irving continued to retreat, and after making sure that both feet were beyond the three-point line, he opened his hand and shot without hesitation.

This is a three-pointer similar to Curry.

clang!
Not going in, whoosh, two figures jumped up, bang, and finally the side wearing the dark jersey got the rebound.

Whiteside swung his arm long, and only Murray in the Lakers had a chance to make a fast break.

"It's you!" Whiteside cried.

Murray only felt the wind coming from his ears. After receiving the ball, he would quickly dash to the basket and make a quick layup.

Well!Amid the unreconciled voices of the fans.

Snapped!The ball is blocked.

Jamal Murray was startled, braked suddenly, turned his head and looked at the stalwart figure in front of him in shock.

DJ: "It's... LeBron James!"

James made a steal, stabbing directly into the heart of the Lakers from the right side like a long knife with a cold light shining tens of meters.

bang!The ball rack trembled.

Familiar figure, familiar taste, familiar Cleveland basket.

"That's it, that's it!" Tristan Thompson yelled, pounding his chest and leaning in front of James, looking more excited than he dunked himself.

James moved his shoulders towards the reporters under the basket, and there was a burst of shutter sound immediately.

"Defense, defend!"

"Defense, defend!"

Excited roars came from the auditorium.

LeBron lit Cleveland once again.

"Cleveland!"

"Cleveland!"

Anxiety began to spread little by little in the Lakers bench area.

Coach Wharton looked up at the score over and over again, but the expression of the Mr. Bazi opposite him was as if the opponent was leading at this time.

Commentary seat.

O'Neal raised his right fist in front of his face and shook it again and again, which showed that he was very excited: "Oh, LeBron, this is LeBron, super S-class bomb!"

"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!"

Mark Jackson: "I said Shaq, if you were at the basket just now, would you be sure to stop LeBron?"

Excitement was nothing but excitement. Once it was about his image, O'Neal immediately turned his mouth away: "Is there any need to ask? If you replace Hassan Whiteside with me, LeBron won't be able to step into the penalty area at all."

Barkley: "It can't be achieved anyway, so you just blow it!"

O'Neal changed the topic: "The Lakers are 11 points behind, and the Cavaliers will win this game."

Barkley: "The Lakers Championship!"

O'Neal, Mark Jackson:  …

"Don't worry too much, Hassan, calm down." Yuan Qingshan said while running to the bottom line.

Whiteside bent down to pick up the ball that LeBron dunked, ready to serve.

Beep, "The Cavaliers request a timeout!"

James: "What?"

Commentary seat: "What?"

"Come back, LeBron, you need to rest!" Tyronn Lue yelled, putting his hands around his mouth and making a trumpet.

James' lungs were about to explode.

Tyronn Lue turned around: "Hey, you, get ready to play and replace LeBron."

A young player on the bench of the Cavaliers who had just signed into the reserve list before the start of the playoffs was stunned. He had imagined countless times that he would conquer the city on the stage of the finals.

But I never thought it would come so fast.

Assistant coach Drew sat on the edge of the bench and stared blankly at Tyronn Lue's back, and said in his heart: Tactical genius!

O'Neill: "LeBron was forced to go down to rest, so what kind of tactics will the tactical wizard Tyronn Lue come up with next?"

Mark Jackson: "Give the ball to Kyrie, I guess."

Barkley didn't speak, O'Neill nodded in agreement.

Yuan Qingshan was sitting on the bench drinking Gatorade, Wharton squatted in front of him, and the players gathered around him to listen to the tactics.

Walton: "They may replace LeBron, our chance is here, and I want you to hand over the ball to Yuan Qingshan!"

Teammate: "Good coach."

at the same time.

O'Neal: "So what about the Lakers, how do they use this precious time without LeBron?"

Mark Jackson: "Give the ball to Yuan Qingshan!"

O'Neill: "Well, you're right, that's what they've been doing, and they've reached the Finals with this tactic!"

Barkley became interested in this topic: "If Yuan Qingshan is gone, will this Lakers team collapse?"

O'Neal: "You really dare to assume that if your words are heard by 60 billion Lakers fans, your INS must be flooded."

Barkley: "Is this really not going to happen? The Lakers are already thinking about Hassan Whiteside. Who can guarantee that they won't trade Yuan Qingshan away."

O'Neal: "I can guarantee with my retired Lakers jersey that Magic Johnson will never do such a stupid thing."

Barkley: "I heard that when the management quietly traded Brogdon away in the middle of the season, there was already a gap with Yuan Qingshan. They dared to send Hassan away in the summer, and Yuan Qingshan would definitely not sit idly by."

The finals are in full swing, and the news outside the court is endless. It can be said that the teams in the entire league are now waiting for the Lakers to break up with Yuan Qingshan.

That's the super evolved Yuan Qingshan, who wouldn't want it?
As the topics in the commentary booth deepened, the pause time also ended.

The two sides returned to the court again, and LeBron James was indeed gone.

The Cavaliers have turned into a singles team during this period. Kyrie Irving and Bradley Beal, the backcourt twin stars, raised their offensive firepower a few gears and bombarded the Lakers' basket indiscriminately.

The Lakers were guessed by Mark Jackson. Coach Wharton gave up all complicated tactics and asked everyone to hand over the ball to Yuan Qingshan. Every offensive round was initiated by Yuan Qingshan. The end point may not be Yuan Qingshan himself, but he participated in all rounds.

LeBron James was resting off the court. He didn't sweat much, and he even needed to hold a booth to maintain his body heat.

On the other hand, Yuan Qingshan's fierce, fast-paced sparring quickly consumed his physical strength.

LeBron James watched from the sidelines, suddenly thinking: Maybe this just happened to find a way to deal with the Lakers.

Consume Yuan Qingshan!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

After preventing Irving's extremely fast breakthrough, Yuan Qingshan felt that his body was about to explode. If this continued, he might not be able to wait for the moment when LeBron came back.

(End of this chapter)