I'm king in the basket

Chapter 290 Triple Hit

Barkley and Smith looked at each other, and couldn't believe that Jordan beat up Li Xing just like that.

Li Xing was also taken aback, the footstep just now was something Jordan had never used before.

He was careless.If the opponent is a star at the level of Duncan or Garnett, he will be more careful, and he will not give the opponent such a comfortable opportunity to leverage his strength.

Jordan's low-post pace has indeed improved, but Li Xing himself has a lot of problems.

"Larch, what do we do now?"

Stephenson asked.

"How to do?"

Good question to ask!

what to do?He's been shown off, what else can he do?
Li Xing looked at Stephenson with a stiff face: "For the next three rounds, just give me the ball."

One sentence from Li Xing determined the next play of the Raptors.

Li Xing went to the Clippers' penalty area, confronted Jordan, and then got stuck in the paint.

"Are you angry? Haha! I knew you would be angry, so just be angry. No matter how angry you are, you can't defeat me. I'm not the same person I used to be!"

Little Jordan was proud of himself, and Stephenson had already passed the ball to Li Xing.

This is not a good position, and the surrounding Clippers can come up to double-team at any time.

Li Xing's offense was far more domineering than they imagined. Paul wanted to wait for him to start backing up before shrinking his defense, but in the end...
Li Xing's attack was completely unreasonable. His broad back violently blasted away Jordan's defense, he turned around and took a step, his body was raised high, and he jumped into the sky that no one could reach.

"Shh!"

"Can't I beat you?" Li Xing's tone was deep, like a tortured ghost from hell.

Little Jordan's expression was tense, Li Xing's expression was scarier than that of the fucking Hannibal, he was actually speechless.

Li Xing's murderous intent was so strong that suddenly no one in the Clippers dared to go deep into the tiger's den.

Even if Jordan asked for the ball in the low post, no one gave him the ball.

Even if he successfully singled Li Xing before, no one believed that he could succeed for the second time. The Clippers' offense was laid by the connection between Griffin and Paul.

Paul rushed to the high post to receive the ball by running off the ball.

Stephenson got stuck and gave Paul an easy shot.

Paul made a jump shot and hit it easily.

"Your defense doesn't look like you played in the NBA for two years." Paul said jokingly.

Stephenson's mood was extremely complicated.

"Lance still lacks some experience. This is the biggest gap between him and the Spaniard. His defense is really lacking." Smith shook his head.

Barkley's evaluation is not as one-sided as Smith: "The Spaniard's defense is not good, but the loss just now is too low."

"Never mind, just give me the ball."

After Li Xing finished speaking, he ran to the front court again.

Stephenson also wants to prove himself, but now is Li Xing's moment, he can only pass the ball.

"Why did you pass the ball again? Don't you want to prove it to me? Where's your proof?"

Paul kept prodding Stephenson.

Stephenson said angrily: "You fucking wait and see me, I will be able to prove myself when the time comes, this is not something you can change with a few fucking trash talk!"

Paul said leisurely: "Then I am really looking forward to your proof, and I hope you can really do what you say."

While the two were talking trash to each other, the result of the duel between Li Xing and Xiao Qiaodan had already emerged.

Facing Li Xing, who was attacking with all his strength, Jordan had to bow his head and be beaten, and this shot was even more excessive.

Li Xing gave up the technical stuff and pushed in with his own weight.

After the space was opened, the other Clippers players had no time to double-team, and Jordan was the only one to bear the pressure.

He suffered the most horrific attack, Li Xing was like fighting an enemy, and finally ended the attack with a cruel face-to-face.

"Won't be blown up by me? That's it?"

After Li Xing's trash talk, Little Qiaodan's face became more and more ugly.

At the same time, Stuart also burst out: "Have you seen it, you yellow-faced woman? This is your so-called toughness? Do you know what toughness means? Oh, I forgot, you probably haven't experienced real toughness for a long time The "tough"!"

"You!" The middle-aged woman was about to lose control.

Stuart still didn't intend to shut up: "A poor person like you can only spend money to hire a few young men without dignity to experience the toughness of young people. Am I right?"

"I'm going to rip your stinky face out of you bitch!"

A lady scratching contest was about to start on the sidelines, but the appearance of security guards prevented the incident from further escalating.

"Ladies, please watch the game in a civilized manner."

"Sir, I think so too. Ignorant fools don't deserve to enter the Staples Center to watch the game." Stuart said with a smile.

"Can you say that again!"

"Look, it seems that something interesting happened on the sidelines!"

"Kristen Stewart appears to have had an altercation with fans on the sidelines."

Li Xing also looked at where they were, and she found that Stewart was surrounded by a group of Lakers fans, with only a weak female assistant beside him.

Li Xing chose to retreat, ran to the sidelines and said to Dante: "Go to Christine!"

Dante nodded and left.

Although Jordan worked very hard to get the position, his teammates didn't believe that miracles could happen twice.

"Give me the ball!"

Little Jordan was almost crying.

"DeAndre, your position is not good!" Paul said forcefully, ignoring the facts.

not good?

Little Jordan wanted to be rough, if this position is not good, what other position is good?Is there still a good position on this court?

If you don't pass the ball, don't pass the ball, why open your eyes and talk nonsense!
"It's so pitiful, your teammates don't believe you so much." Li Xing couldn't wait to pierce his heart.

Little Jordan said angrily: "They just want a better opportunity!"

"A better chance?"

The Clippers have a fairly good lineup on the books, not to mention Griffin, the athletically perverted No. [-] pick, as well as Randy Foye and Caron Butler, who is still capable.

In this round, everyone pulled apart unanimously, allowing Butler and DeRozan to single out at the free throw line.

DeRozan's defense can be said to be in place, but it can't match the opponent's ability to shoot well.

Butler even sat on two crotches and dribbled the ball in different directions, and his speed and explosive power didn't look like a veteran.

Suddenly pulled up, DeRozan didn't react well, and when he took off to block the block, the ball had already been shot.

"Can this fucking chance be better than mine?"

Little Jordan was unconvinced.

Damn it, would you rather let Butler make a blind shot than hit me on the back?Is it a fake that I slapped Lacie Lee on the back just now?Why don't you believe me?
Little Jordan was wronged.

"Shh!"

If Butler hits the iron with this shot, Jordan will definitely explode.

Unfortunately, God made a joke with him.

Li Xing was next.

In the past 2 minutes, the Raptors have suffered from an incurable disease that no one can attack except Li Xing.

Snyder didn't stop it. Let Li Xing hit a few shots to warm up his state at the beginning, which is the usual routine of the Raptors.

At this moment Li Xing asked for the ball again, not in the low post.

Little Jordan ran to the high position with him, with his hands apart, ready to delay Li Xing's breakthrough at any time.

"Let me tell you, my speed is extremely fast. If you want to break through, I advise you to give up early, because you can't fucking do it"

"Breakthrough me" did not come out in a hurry, and Li Xing's steps were as fast as lightning piercing the sky.

At this moment, Little Jordan was stunned.

Li Xing passed Jordan in one step, dribbled the ball with his right hand, and took two consecutive shots. Griffin had no time to dodge and became a poor background.

No matter how amazing his athletic ability is, as long as Li Xing moves to fight, his height and wingspan are doomed to be unable to effectively interfere.

This is talent suppression.

Li Xing rode Griffin and completed a death dunk that made the audience lose their voices.

"See? Tough DeAndre looks like an idiot in front of Larch!" Stewart exclaimed excitedly.

There were endless exclamations at the scene.

No matter how unpopular Li Xing is, as long as he can continue to perform like this, fans cannot completely deny him.

His business ability is so outstanding, so what if there is a bit of dark history off the court?
Fans have always been contradictory. They hate players with black history, but as long as the player's performance transcends everything, they will also subconsciously see the importance of flat black history.

Li Xing completed all three consecutive rounds of offense and stopped the Clippers in one fell swoop.

Players from both sides left the field one after another, and Barkley made up for it at the right time: "Tell me a joke, the Los Angeles Clippers actually missed Lakey Lee in 2009."

Even Smith couldn't help it: "This is a team that can draw Michael Olowokandi with the No. [-] lottery. What's the big deal about missing Luckey?"

Then the fans began to abuse again.

What Barkley to die!

What sausage mouths get out of LA!
Why are you not worthy to comment on the Clippers game!
Barkley and Smith really wanted to say to them; "Who the hell would comment on a Clippers game without the Raptors?"

The arrival of Paul has indeed changed the appearance of the Clippers.

However, human biases are hard to change.

As Kareem Abdul-Jabbar said, the Clippers need to win 14 championships to change the perception of Los Angeles fans.

If a team has been bad for a long time, the outside world will habitually regard them as a bad team.

That's true for both Barkley and Smith.

Li Xing walked off the field and took the drink from Olina's hand.

Snyder held the tactical board and shouted: "The few attacks just now were good, Larch, you have to control it, don't go too far."

"Coach, why is it not too much?" Li Xing asked.

Snyder said: "You can hook, shoot, float, pick the basket. There is no need to dunk every time to solve the problem."

"Ok."

"From now on, let's act more as a team, Lance, you have to pay attention to the positions of others, don't blindly play alone"

Snyder drew a play on the tactical board: "Remember, we're a team!"

Stephenson nodded half-understanding, and the timeout ended.

(End of this chapter)