Super Evolution of Basketball

Chapter 578 As long as the knife is fast enough

Beverly imagined in his mind how he would end the attack, and how his daughter, sitting in front of the TV and watching the live broadcast, screamed excitedly after seeing her dad's super moment.

However, boom!
Beverly: "???"

Although there were question marks in his mind, Beverly's body had instinctively flew up.

"The jump is high enough!" O'Neill exclaimed.

Beverly's body is in mid-air, and his mind is also empty. According to the plot, what about the basketball that should have flown into his hands obediently?
What about Yuan Qingshan's pass?
It was just Beverly's random thoughts for a moment, and then he immediately heard shouts from behind his ears: "Guard him, don't let him go to the basket!"

This is the voice of Yuan Qingshan.

What is going on?
Boom, the sound of both feet landing, Beverly immediately turned around and looked at the Lakers half court after standing still.

The damn basketball that could have helped him shine is now in the hands of Kyrie Irving.

"What, I was robbed?" Beverly spat.

In the backcourt of the Lakers, Irving merged with the ball and reached the top of the arc in a blink of an eye. The crossover easily passed the stunned Nick Young, and then there was no one guarding the penalty area.

Like the main road in the morning!

"Defend!" Jeff Green rushed towards this side, while yelling to remind Channing Frye, hoping that his teammates could arrive one step ahead of him.

It's a pity that Channing Frye is even slower than him.

Channing Frye: "It's too late for him!"

"Hmph!" Irving snorted coldly in his heart, laying up in the paint and making an empty layup.

"Hey, thanks for the pass!"

Owen sneered at Yuan Qingshan, arrogantly ironic!
Anger made the Lakers players stare.

"Counterattack!" Before Owen could stand firm, Yuan Qingshan's slightly angry voice came from the court.

Beverly simply froze and didn't return to the backcourt at this time, but this time it was convenient, he squatted down slightly and opened his wide palms, ready to catch the ball again.

"Stop looking down on people!" Nick Yang heard Yuan Qingshan's order and ran desperately.

Yuan Qingshan's "Three Stages of Acceleration" skill activated, squeezed half of Owen's body, and then pursed his lips, like a scalpel, lightning inserted into the Cavaliers' backcourt.

Nick Yang wanted to help him with a pick-and-roll, but Yuan Qingshan and Ben ignored it.

Irving's steal and exaggerated taunts have successfully angered him!

Yuan Qingshan's anger!
Owen was shocked to find that Yuan Qingshan was accelerating non-stop, at least three times. This was a burst of speed that he couldn't understand and had no reason!

In this situation, Owen still failed to catch up with the half body position, Yuan Qingshan rushed to the top of the arc like lightning, and then shot unceremoniously.

Spalding basketball is like an intercontinental missile that has been aiming for a century, flying towards the basket exactly.

FOR-THREEEEEE!
As long as the knife is fast enough, you can kill without blood!

Owen was powerless to resist the whole time, and Yuan Qingshan's expression didn't change at all after throwing the ball, only indifference in his eyes.

O'Neill exclaimed in his heart: "Wow, what an explosive answer-ball!"

Mark Jackson said in his heart: "It's rare to see Yuan Qingshan impulsive, tonight it's worth the fare!"

The basketball landed, and Tristan Thompson had just jumped into the air to catch the rebound.

After he landed, Channing Frye rolled his mouth to his ears, and said sarcastically, "Snatch Yuan Qingshan's rebound? Don't even think about it!"

The two sides suddenly accelerated, the Cavaliers quickly served, Irving went to the frontcourt, and made a long pass to Long-Pass Love.

Love hesitated for a while, and tried to make a mid-range shot from the high post. The ball was not strong enough and went wide. Tristan Thompson got the rebound from Channing Frye, which was his revenge for being ridiculed just now!
The ball is passed, and then into the hands of Love.

Love was a little confused. He was not the kind of person with strong self-confidence. The first ball missed a lot, and he didn't dare to shoot the second ball.

Footsteps came from behind, Le Fu glanced at it, handed it out obediently, and then unloaded the burden.

It was Kyrie Irving who received the ball. Love did not forget to pick and roll while passing the ball. Poor Beverly was blocked by him.

With only two seconds, Irving is not as hesitant as Love, and confidently throws the ball.

"Wow!" The audience began to cheer while the ball was still in the air.

Swish!Go in, a super morale-boosting goal.

Irving held up three fingers in satisfaction. On the bench, LeBron James and his teammates roared excitedly like little fans who had never seen the world.

Beep!The Lakers requested a timeout.

The Cavaliers are about to start, and this is still without James. To be cautious, Walton must control the rhythm.

The players left the field one after another, and the cheerleaders rushed up to take charge of the heat.

Yuan Qingshan began to pant while sitting on the chair. The speed of the few rounds just now was too fast, even he couldn't stand it, let alone Channing Frye and Jeff Green.

Channing Frye was bitter about the Tristan Thompson rebound.

Walton wanted the players to take a good rest, so he didn't chatter about tactics like before. His eyes wandered back and forth on the faces of Channing Frye and Jeff Green.

The assistant coach seemed to see what he was thinking, and put his mouth next to his ear and said, "Coach, the opponent suddenly speeds up, and the players are not used to it. Shall we change to a smaller lineup?"

Wharton didn't speak, and put on a small lineup to fight for speed?

The assistant coach hesitated for a while, and made a second suggestion: "Or replace our insider Gemini to slow down the opponent's rhythm."

"Absolutely not." Wharton refused simply: "Before the tempo slowed down, Towns' knee was over."

The teaching assistant himself was also worried about this, so he remained silent.

Beep, the timeout is up. Coincidentally, neither side has changed, not even LeBron James.

Coach Wharton couldn't help looking towards his opponent, and happened to meet the gaze cast by Coach Tyronn Lue.

"Is this guy looking at me? The focal length of dead fish eyes is really fascinating." Wharton complained in his heart. He felt that Director Tyronn Lue was also watching him, but there was no evidence. Tyronn Lue's eyes were very wandering, which was unpredictable.

The conversation between Walton and the assistant was so low that the Lakers players couldn't hear it.

Yuan Qingshan wiped off his sweat and re-entered the court. At this time, his judgment was that the Cavaliers were deliberately playing fast in order to prevent the Lakers from putting up the inside line.

As for themselves, Tristan Thompson is very mobile and very suitable for small lineups, so they don't have to worry about height.

Yuan Qingshan knew why Wharton didn't replace Whiteside and Downs, and the coach was still worried about Downs' knee.

So what I can do now is to break up the Cavaliers' small lineup, or slow down the rhythm abruptly under the premise of the existing lineup.

It doesn't sound easy, but there is no time to hesitate, because once the Cavaliers get LeBron James up, the situation will change drastically!
(End of this chapter)