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The picture is too cruel to dare to look at it.

O'Neill: "Oh, this hat is brutal! This guy is a beast."

The Dragon King Bosh next to him turned his head to look at O'Neal, and then at Wang Yi on the field: "Why do I feel that this guy is playing more and more like you. Although he is much different from you in terms of size, his offense just now is not the same as this one." This time's defense, today's style of play is too similar."

O'Neill scratched his head with his fingers: "It seems so. Should I ask Wang Yi for copyright fees?"

As he spoke, O'Neill turned on the tablet and played back the scene just now.

Surprised as if he had discovered a new world: "Look, Zubac couldn't stand him. Every time he moved, he was pushed out one step. It's incredible. How could he have such a powerful force in such a small body?" strength."

Dragon King Bosh turned his neck and looked at O'Neill: "Just kidding, this guy should be taken for a urine test after the game."

On the court, Wang Yi passed the ball to Hilde, then looked back, and Zubac, who was still on the ground, slowly walked towards the front court.

After coming to the frontcourt, Wang Yi took his seat again.

And it is still low on the right.

This time O'Neill and Dragon King Bosh have come to the spirit.

"Is he going to play singles again?"

Seeing this scene, Blood Cloth subconsciously dodged away.

When he was defending Wang Yi before, he felt that he had made a small mistake and his center of gravity was unstable, so Wang Yi pushed him away.

But the players are very sensitive on the court, especially on professional nights.

Seeing that even Zubac couldn't stand Wang Yi, and was directly knocked to the ground by Wang Yi, he already noticed something was wrong.

That guy Wang Yi is really powerful.

He remembered that when Wang Yi was still in the Lakers last year, he and Wang Yi faced each other. Wang Yi didn't have such strength at all. How could his strength be exaggerated to such an extent in a year.

So this time he did not defend Wang Yi alone.

Since Wang Yi wants to play singles, let Zubac defend.

Anyway, I won't guard against this thug if I kill him.

Zubac was detained by Wang Yi just now, and was thrown to the ground again. At this time, there was a fire in his heart.

In his eyes, Wang Yi is just a small man.

A small player like a dwarf is so arrogant in front of him, how can he bear it?

He leaned against Wang Yi's back with his chest: "Thug No. 0, murderer, executioner, whatever skills you have, use them."

Wang Yi did not answer him.

Not a single thug stood there babbling.

All thugs are ruthless people.

Since he is called a thug, all he has to do is one word:

Dry!

582 Thug No. [-], brutal online!

Faced with Zubac's provocation, Wang Yi started dribbling.

Dribble the ball and lean back.

Zubba suddenly let out a muffled snort.

There was another storm in his heart.

Sure enough, this guy's strength is really great, not an illusion.

So when Wang Yi dribbled the ball for the second time and leaned in, he folded his arms across his chest, leaning against Wang Yi tightly with his upper body, holding back his energy.

Both cheeks swelled up like a frog.

He's going to block this guy anyway.

However, when Wang Yi approached, all his dreams were shattered.

Under Wang Yi's support, he involuntarily took another big step back.

On the third lean, he took another big step back.

At this time, the two have come to the basket.

Wang Yi turned around directly.

Facing Zubac, who is more than 20 centimeters taller than himself, he shouted loudly, and he was about to buckle him when he pulled it up.

No run-ups, no feints.

Just to buckle you in front of your face.

Zubac quickly stretched out his arms, ready to jump at any time.

If I am a big man of 2 meters, if I am dunked in this way by a guy with 13 meters, it would be a great shame.

At this moment, Wang Yi has already leaped high.

Zubac jumped up at the same time.

But his take-off height is almost half that of Wang Yi's.

Coupled with Wang Yi's big hands and long arms.

He raised the ball high with both hands, and slammed it toward the basket through Zubac.

Zubac's arm had hit Wang Yi's hands.

However, there was no effect at all, and Wang Yi's arms seemed to have a mighty force.

Forcibly holding Zubac's arms, he poured the ball into the basket hard.

At the same time, after Zubac confronted Wang Yi in the air, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Rumbling--

There was a thunderous sound from the basket, and the basketball hoop kept pitching back and forth, as if worshiping Wang Yi.