Above All Beings in the NBA

Holding the ball and quickly advancing across the center line, a move by Wang Hao directly reminded the American players on the field of something bad.

As soon as one foot stepped out of the LOGO area, Wang Hao shot a three-pointer directly.

You must know that this is the Olympic finals, one game will determine the winner, not the NBA Finals, if you lose one game, you will still have a chance.

But Wang Hao just voted, and he can still make a vote, you say you are not angry.

The teammates who just ran across the center line can only turn back to their own half again.

"Boy, your three-pointers are not as accurate as in the regular season."

"Then you can try it!"

Faced with Kobe's kind reminder, Wang Hao retorted.

Kobe once again made it to the basket with excellent skills, but this time Wang Hao didn't give him a chance. A pair of thugs covered the sky and covered Kobe. In the end, Kobe could only throw the ball on the backboard based on his feeling.

It certainly feels unreliable.

Wang Hao took the rebound with a backhand and went straight to the forward court. As for his teammates, let them save energy to defend.

Similarly, one foot just passed the LOGO area, and a jump shot was shot directly.

Swish!

Enter again.

"How about it, old man, do you want to let me go?"

Kobe: "I really wanted to let you go, but I didn't catch up."

Kobe didn't play the next ball. After all, isn't the member of the dream team the head of the team?

The ball was handed over to Gua Ge, and Gua Ge, with his excellent butt, carried Ah Lian to the inside to kill.

This can’t be said, after all, Ah Lian has a high center of gravity, and although his physical fitness is the best among people of the yellow race, he still can’t bear it when he meets a black man at the top. suffer.

At the three-point line, he directly pushed his butt to the fast three-second zone before Gua Ge turned around and shot. It is difficult for Gua Ge not to score a ball from this distance.

When Gua Ge scored, Wang Hao had already started running towards the frontcourt, and Ah Lian ran to the bottom line and threw the ball directly to Wang Hao.

The alert Dream Eight team did not let Wang Hao make a move this time, but waited near the LOGO area. The corner of Wang Hao's mouth raised, "Think this will prevent me?"

With one foot on the center line, Wang Hao made another jump shot.

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"Is this shit a shooting contest?"

Chapter 351 Old Coach K's Bad Memories

Wang Hao hit three consecutive three-pointers, and none of them were close to the three-point line. What does this mean?

It shows that Wang Hao's touch is so hot today, gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, how should the dream team respond?

Rather than asking this question to the old coach K, it is better to ask Kobe and Wuhuang who know Wang Hao better.

After all, the old coach K's team also lost against Wang Hao last time under such circumstances, and it dates back to 2005, Duke University's opening game, the game was killed by Wang Hao's unreasonable shooting Yes, the old Coach K never thought that he would face such a situation while commanding a group of superstars.

Isn't 5 superstars greater than 1?

Ignoring old coach K, Wang Hao happily ran back to his own half.

"Brother, how about it, it's okay!"

Looking at the thumbs of his teammates, Wang Hao laughed out loud from the bottom of his heart.

The singing and dancing of the national team is peaceful, but the American team is not happy. Wang Hao is so simple.

"Kobe, what should we do in this situation?"

"No way, unless he himself is not allowed, or try to double-team with 2 or 3 people?"

"What about his teammates?"

"Do you believe that the Chinese can't shoot three-pointers?"

My emperor: "...it's strange to believe."

My emperor and Corvo ended this fruitless exchange.

However, Corvo's words still gave old coach K a little inspiration. Why don't you try a three-person double-team, the kind of full-court, as long as Wang Hao feels cold, he immediately resumes single-defense?But that seems to be a wave of points for the Chinese team.

I can't control that much anymore, the powerful Dream Eight team can't be defeated by one person, even if Jordan is on the opposite side.

The old coach K made a decisive decision and directed the players to double-team Wang Hao.

"It's your turn, brothers."

As soon as the double-team arrived, Wang Hao threw the ball straight away. No matter who it was passed to, there must be an open space anyway. If it doesn't work, we still have Yao Ming.

Ah Lian caught the ball and threw it to Yao Ming without even thinking about it.

Dayao took the ball and glanced at Happy Beast contemptuously, "Dwight, guess how I hit this ball?"

"what?"

Howard was stunned for a moment, and Yao Ming directly made a signature hook shot.

"Do you know?"

Howard can't, he really can't, he can't figure out why Yao Ming is so big, why is his hand feeling so soft?

Why wouldn't he, he used to be a defender, okay?

"F**K!"

The old Coach K uttered another swear word. The last thing he wanted to see happened. Yao Ming was still the same Yao Ming. Looking at the US team, Howard alone really couldn't restrain Yao Ming.

"Hee hee hee!"

Wang Hao deliberately ran to old K and laughed out loud. As for the composition of this smile, old K coach can guess for himself.

The old coach K stared at Wang Hao without saying a word, but if his eyes could kill, Wang Hao's grave is almost as high as a basket.

Halfway through the second quarter, the score was 58:49. Since Wang Hao made several consecutive three-pointers, the Chinese team played more and more smoothly. Although the point difference has been hovering around 10, the Chinese team has been steadily maintaining the point difference. Neither expand nor be overtaken.

This is what the old coach K is most anxious about. If the Chinese team just relied on Wang Hao's wave of explosions to expand the point difference, it wouldn't be terrible. The rounds of explosions, the American team can't explode, and only 10 points came out in a few rounds. It's terrible. What's more, the rest of the Chinese team seemed to have found a winning formula. Everyone knew what they should do. The Chinese team couldn't defend against the US team, but that's just one aspect. The Chinese team only needed to keep scoring goals consistently.