NBA Big Devil: I rule the league with defense

The third ball!Swish!In!

Fourth ball!Swish!Still in!

……

Brandon Roy and Han Mo singled out, without conceding a goal, scoring eight goals in a row!

There were three points, two points, and a layup, but Han Mo didn't defend a single shot!

The score has come to 18:0!

As long as one more entry is made, Han Mo may lose.

"Are you kidding me? Is Han Mo going to get zero seals? Get zero seals by an unknown freshman? Who took the video?"

"I took it, I took it, this post is absolutely popular on the Internet!"

"Tsk tsk, this defense is the best defensive player in the NBA. It really redefines what defense is!"

Jamal Crawford couldn't help complaining to Gary Payton: "What the hell is this kid doing? He doesn't lower his waist, he doesn't raise his hands, is he using his eyes to defend?"

Gary Payton shook his head: "You don't understand anything about young people, so don't ask me!"

Victory is imminent, Brandon Roy's sallow face not only did not show the slightest joy, but was more cautious.

Like a poisonous snake spit out its core, waiting for an opportunity to give its prey a fatal blow!

Road to simplicity!

With three points to win, Roy naturally wanted to shoot a three-pointer!

False burst, real shot, a large pull back ball, jump beyond the three-point line, jump high, and lean back with inertia!

Shot!

The trajectory of the ball is very positive!

But just leave hands!

Han Mo pulled it up on the spot, "Slap!" With a slap, he slapped the basketball six meters away!

The basketball passed over the heads of this group of young people who were watching the excitement, and the taller men sweated coldly, "My God, how much effort was used! I have no doubt that if the ball hits my head Come on, my head will be shredded!"

"Killer basketball!" A young man shrank his neck, "It's not fun, it's not fun!"

Doug Christie let out a long breath: "That's right, this is the normal Han Mo!"

Brandon Roy is obviously not convinced, but there is no way, according to the rules, the ball needs to be exchanged!

The moment Roy sent him the ball, Han Mo stopped suddenly: "Brandon, your shooting problem is very serious!"

Han Mo counted on his fingers: "It wasn't considered a breakthrough just now. You made six shots. Here you showed your rich shooting skills, which is very good! But your shooting movement is very problematic. Six shots, You actually used six different shooting moves!

"As for these six balls, none of them interfered with your defense at all, so your movements should be very close without pressure, instead of being different every time you take a shot!"

"And the moment you shoot, the position of your shoulders is not fixed, and the whole shot looks scattered. At the same time, every time you shoot, you will always make more or less backward movements. Your The height is 1 meters, not 98 meters! You are tall enough to play the second position in the NBA! Without interference, you can lean back anytime and anywhere, aren’t you making your shots more difficult?”

"Who do you think you are? Kobe Bryant? Kobe doesn't look back when he shoots open shots! If you aim at the NBA, this is unacceptable!"

Han Mo scolded his head and face, and Roy was stunned, "What's the situation, didn't I just get a ball from you? I hit you eight times just now!"

Of course, he didn't dare to say this, but just murmured it in his heart.

Han Mo seemed to hear his voice: "Not convinced, is it? I thought I was able to defend you just now, but it was just luck! Okay, then I will give you ten more chances, as long as you can get one, I will lose!"

Han Mo received the ball, and then sent the ball back to Roy, "Come on, let me show some real skills, and see if you can surprise me!"

Roy was obviously dissatisfied, after all, he scored so many goals just now!

Roy bent down, lowered his center of gravity, and galloped forward, trying to use his speed to break through Han Mo's defense!

Han Mo smiled and opened his hands to lead the defense. This state, this expression, is much more relaxed than when he hit eight balls in a row just now!

Roy rushed all the way, rushing into the inside line, Han Mo followed closely, where would there be room for a shot?

Roy made all kinds of fake moves, but couldn't find any room to make a move. He couldn't help but jump up and bump into Han Mo, trying to find room for his hand through confrontation!

Through confrontation, using one's core strength in the air to complete the attack is indeed a good idea, but the reality is cruel!

"Boom!" The muscles collided!Make a crisp sound!

Roy was knocked into the air like a broken kite, and fell out of the field. He didn't have the ability to adjust his shooting posture when he was in the air, so he could only throw it randomly!

He didn't even touch the basket, and the ball flew out of the court!

Roy lay on the ground in embarrassment, sore all over.

Where is this bumping into people?Are you sure you didn't hit a mountain just now?

Every bone in my body is crunching and hurting non-stop, it's completely hitting a stone with an egg, isn't this a joke?

"Hey, can you continue?" Han Mo asked, "I don't need to help you, just like helping a 70-year-old old man?"

"Of course not!" Roy turned over and stood up from the ground, "Don't underestimate me!"

Han Mo nodded in satisfaction. After all, he is the future Yellow Mamba. If he is defeated so easily, Han Mo will be very disappointed!

Roy refused to admit defeat and fought Han Mo again and again, using all eighteen weapons!

It was very exciting, but the effect is beyond words!

Roy was either knocked into the air time and time again, or was blocked, and sometimes he was even directly intercepted before the offense was launched!

The more he hit Roy, the more he felt cold: "I chose basketball as my career, isn't it too reckless..."

Han Mo patted Roy on the shoulder: "Young man, become my apprentice!"

Roy said in surprise, "Can I really do it?"

Ding!Taking Brandon Roy as a protégé?

Han Mo clicked "Yes!"

Name: Brandon Roy (Level 0 Disciple: 100/[-])

Height: 198cm Age: 18 Single Defense: 35

Weight: 85kg Help Defense: 1 CV: 60

Armspan: 198cm Standing position: 30 Three-pointer: 40

Strength: 20 Rebounds: 25 Passing: 40

Bounce: 50 Steals: 30 Ball Handling: 55

Stamina: 65 Blocks: 25 Breakthrough: 50

Speed: 50 Dunks: 20 Free throws: 65

Compared with Thomas Jr., who is still in the rough, the current Roy has basically reached the threshold of entering the NBA, but there are still many parts that need to be polished.

"Since you have become my disciple, I will give you a different life! First exclude the Portland Trail Blazers veterinary team!"