basketball god death race space

Chapter 119 Rocket VS Warriors
On Houston's side, Dugu Ming and the others did not spend less time studying their opponents in the next round.

When Du Yi and his team joined in, the plot world was automatically filled with their relevant data and video materials.

"Poison One, five championships, four MVPs, space to modify the relevant data of the Warriors and Mavericks game, Poison One scored more than 80 points in four consecutive games, and in the last game, got a scoring block A quadruple-double in rebounds and assists."

As soon as the words were finished the day after tomorrow, Yang Lu and Du Guming couldn't help but gasped.

Dugu Ming's smile seemed a bit forced, "Space thinks highly of him!"

"This is still a data simulation based on his performance in the last plot match. In fact, his strength must have been further improved after the last round of the plot match."

Explained the day after tomorrow.

"I wonder if Yao Ming can deal with him?"

Yang Lu asked worriedly.

The day after tomorrow, he spread his hands, "The trainer has brought relevant information about Du Yi to find Yao Ming and Mutombo. Whether Yao Ming can be defended or not, he is our only hope. After all, there is no center among us."

"However, it is precisely because of Du Yi's existence that the data of the other four have shrunk relatively."

Du Guming interjected, "Judging from the video of the game, Du Yi is a big player among them. Almost all the ball possessions are handed over to him. Maybe we can take advantage of this."

Houtian and Yang Lu listened carefully, and the three of them gathered around a tactical board and studied it non-stop.

The three rest days passed quickly, and it was time for the game in a blink of an eye.

The first game, played at the Toyota Center, is the home of the Rockets.

There were huge crowds of fans at the scene, waves of voices were boiling, and the fans' emotions were very high. In their view, against the Golden State Warriors, it will be a very easy series.

"One of the most trusted points of the Warriors, that is, their center Du Yi, may face his biggest obstacle tonight! The giant Yao Ming from China!"

Amidst the DJ's chanting, Yao Ming walked out of the athlete's aisle with a shy smile on his face.

"Legendary rebounder Dikembe Mutombo!"

"The strongest on the surface is 1.7 meters five! Yang Lu!"

"Wow! Then there is the one who surpassed the magician, the strongest assist king in history—the day after tomorrow!"

"Next, let's welcome our Mr. One Hundred Points! Super super super super scoring machine Dugu Ming!"

Accompanied by the cheers of the audience, the Rockets' starting five stood on the field.

In the Warriors' tunnel, a tall, lanky, dark-skinned guy grinned, showing his white teeth, "Mr. [-]? Tonight, I won't let him score in double digits!"

"Wang Mao, that's what you said! If you don't do it, you will really have to give up your reward."

A short and strong man standing beside said.

There were four of them here this time, but the Rockets on the other side only had three trainees, so these arrogant guys started betting that if any one of them couldn't handle the matchup trainees, they would kill the opponent and burst out. He has no right to enjoy what he owns, and his share will be supplemented by Du Yi.

"Don't worry, I promise to blow him up!" Wang Mao laughed, "Boss, I'm sorry, this time I'm afraid you returned empty-handed again."

Du Yi squinted his eyes and smiled slightly after hearing the words, and said slowly, "Don't be too happy, maybe the three of you will be blown up, and it will be up to me in the end. At that time, I will get all the three rewards." Please don't beg me."

A group of people were laughing and joking, they didn't take the game seriously at all, as if they regarded Dugu Ming and the others on the opposite side as fish on the chopping board, allowing them to be slaughtered. Their arrogant attitude made everyone in the Rockets furious.

"Damn it, these idiots are slutty, they're born to be sluts, if you don't fuck them up later, they won't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

I took a sip the day after tomorrow.

"Don't be distracted, focus on the game! Don't let anger affect the game! Our strength is weak, and we must not play hero ball at this time."

Dugu Ming said in a deep voice.

After getting along with Houtian for a while, Duguming already knew him a little bit. Houtian's strength is on par with him, but Houtian's temper is not very stable. Once he gets angry, it is easy to make some unreasonable judgments.

"Um."

Hou Tian nodded, his eyes seemed to be on fire.

"Mutombo, you jump the ball."

Dugu Ming said.

This time Dugu Ming didn't take the initiative to ask for a jump ball. His height and wingspan were much worse than Du Yi's. Even if he bounced well, he might not be able to make up the gap.

Mutombo heard the words and stood in the middle circle.

Players from both sides take their positions and wait for the referee to kick off.

Wang Mao stood beside Duguming, stuck his knee in the crook of Duguming's hind leg, and fought for a favorable position.

Dugu Ming frowned, and pushed back hard, the bodies of both of them shook, the contest of strength was evenly divided.

"hey-hey."

Wang Mao licked his lips and let out a smirk.

Dugu Ming silently took a step back and gave him the seat.

The referee kicks off and the whistle blows!

Mutombo jumped up first, stretched out his hand to grab the basketball, snorted, jumped up, and hit Mutombo in the air, the shoulders of the two touched together, Mutombo only felt a strong force When it hit, he couldn't help but groaned, and fell backwards involuntarily.

With a flick of his wrist, Du Yi turned the ball towards Wang Mao.

"mine!"

Wang Mao was about to take off, when he found that the back corner of his clothes was being pulled.

"Want to play tricks? Naive!"

Knowing that it was Duguming behind him, Wang Mao couldn't help sneering. He pouted his buttocks back, trying to push away Duguming, but he couldn't. A figure flashed past him and reached out to intercept the basketball.

"Good job!"

Surprised and delighted the day after tomorrow, he interspersed and ran to the frontcourt.

Without even thinking about it, Dugu Ming sent a long ball to the ground, the basketball passed through Du Yi's fingertips, and found Hou Tian with incomparable precision.

"One goal ahead!"

The day after tomorrow, his right arm was raised high, ready for a layup.

"Snapped!"

An exaggeratedly huge palm grabbed Houtian's head horizontally, pressed it on the basketball, and capped Houtian's inevitable layup!

Grab the hat!

Du Yi didn't know when, he actually chased after him!
Acquired a little stunned, stared at Du Yi in a daze after landing.

This guy is obviously a center forward, but he can run faster than a defender!
Du Yi held the ball in one hand, and stood under the basket like King Kong, looking at Hou Tian with a ferocious smile, "Little friend, the game has just started, why are you running in such a hurry!"

The day after tomorrow, he gritted his teeth, lowered his head and ran to his backcourt, ready to defend.

But at this moment, the situation took a turn for the worse. Just as the poisonous pair were spamming trash the day after tomorrow, a figure quietly came to his side and grabbed the basketball in his hand.

(End of this chapter)