NBA Big Devil: I rule the league with defense

Qin Feng was already stunned by the scene after scene before him: "What are you doing, you are one year younger than me? I thought I only needed to go to college for another year before I could play in the NBA..."

What are these people invited by God Han Mo from the United States for?

Is it all monsters?

"Then do you dare to go to the inside with me for a one-on-one fight?" Although Qin Feng had retreated a bit, it was indeed a bit embarrassing to end this one-on-one fight like this!

Young people, what are you most afraid of? What you are most afraid of is losing face!

No matter what, it would be great if he could regain some face in the paint!

"No, I'm an outside line, I don't go inside!" Kevin Durant shook his head, and was about to slip aside to play with his phone!

It is impossible to hit the inside line, and it is impossible in this life!

"Kevin!" Han Mo walked over, "Go and play inside with him! After you enter the NBA, you have to play whatever position the coach asks you to play. At that time, you have no right to say that you don't go. Insider bastard talk!"

Kevin Durant looked at Han Mo with a serious look, but he didn't dare to talk back. He was still a little afraid of this master...

Because one day, when Durant was soloing online with full firepower, he found out that he had met a god-level opponent, and he was smashed to pieces!

In the end, the mystery of the master was revealed, and it turned out to be Han Mo who was drunk at the bar!

Playing basketball, Durant is not Han Mo's opponent. This time, he was completely abused by Han Mo in the online sparring...

Of course this is not the key!

The point is, Han Mo has promised him that if he behaves well this time, he will give Scarlett Johansson's private contact information to her when he returns to the United States!

"Ah, Scarlett, my goddess!"

Kevin Durant took a long breath, and the air seemed to be filled with the sweetness of love!

But when he came back to his senses, he saw no goddess, only Han Mo's indifferent face!

Durant let out an "oh", obediently went to the inside to challenge Qin Feng one-on-one!

Kevin Durant spread his hands: "I'm not a full-time inside player, so you can play as you want, and I'm all up to you!"

This time the rules have been changed, attack from near the free throw line!

The first attack was replaced by Qin Feng!

Because Qin Feng knew very well, if Durant was allowed to attack first, then this heads-up match would be over before it even started!

What is Qin Feng's advantage?

Of course it's the meat of this body!

Qin Feng gets the ball behind the basket!

A deep squeeze!

Durant was directly sunk in Qin Feng's flesh formation!

As soon as Qin Feng squeezed Durant, he couldn't feel Durant's existence at all, one step closer!

Just push Durant away!

Stand still and punch the basket!

"Snapped!"

Durant jumped up a little bit, waving his terrifying wingspan, and the ball flew out of the baseline!

And this basketball was originally only less than 1cm away from Qin Feng's fingertips!

"Do you want to keep playing?" Durant looked at Qin Feng who was already dumbfounded, and then at Han Mo who was watching the fun. He was obviously bored!

"Is there an end, is there an end?" Durant couldn't help complaining: "The rise of my online battle has interrupted my thoughts. If I don't reply for a long time, they won't think that I'm done. Becoming a deserter? I have to go to the trumpet to explain it first!"

"Heaven, we have witnessed a miracle!"

Just when Qin Feng was embarrassed and didn't know how to end it, the circle surrounded by another group of teenagers exploded again!

"The little door god Wei Chi Gong is going to win!"

"It's 17:6 now! The 21-point system is simply crushing!"

"?"

A question mark was drawn in Han Mo's heart, who is Yu Chigong?Crossed over?

Can you beat my apprentice?

Are you kidding me?

Han Mo squeezed through the crowd and saw Stephen Curry holding the ball on the outside to single out a strong man who was nearly two meters tall. Good guy, this face is a bit old. It doesn't look like a high school student at all, even a bit like a middle-aged uncle. !

If Han Mo hadn't ordered the organizer of the competition to strictly check the bone age this year, I couldn't believe this is still a child!

This skeleton, these muscles...

But it's not enough to beat Stephen Curry one-on-one, right?

Although Curry is still in his infancy, there is still no pressure to abuse high school students, right?

After all, in a heads-up match, as long as the shots are accurate enough, it is basically equivalent to no solution!

Facing high school students, there is no opportunity to switch the ball. Curry scored 21 points in one go. That is the correct way to open it, right?

But in this situation, what kind of plane is it?

"Curry, if you lose, you don't care, but I will lose face!"

Han Mo was a little worried.

"After all, it's Curry, I'd better believe it first, and I'll kick his ass when I lose!"

Stephen Curry's immature face is full of seriousness!

Bow down and press down on the ball!

ready!

The high school student named Yu Chigong actually took Curry two full steps outside the three-point line at this time. Not only did he not stick to his body, but he shrank behind the three-point line!

"If a second traverser sees this scene of defending Curry, his jaw will drop in shock! Curry has never been exaggerated in his life, has he?"

"Isn't this random killing?"

Han Mo couldn't figure out how Curry lost!

But the thoughts of these teenagers around him are obviously completely opposite to Han Mo's, "This white man doesn't have a long memory at all, and he still wants to make a sudden Wei Chigong? Looking for a hat?"

"White man, don't you understand?" Another person said disdainfully, "This is a typical black man. Although he is white, look at his hair, it's a standard black man!"

"Black? Have you ever seen a black with such good athletic ability?"

Stephen Curry makes a jump start!

A swift change of direction!

Leave Yuchi Gong behind!

"Hey, what am I expecting?" Han Mo couldn't help sighing, under the chirping of these little guys around, Han Mo actually had expectations for Yu Chigong that he shouldn't have!

He actually thought that Yu Chigong would be a defensive gate that had been buried in his previous life!

After all, he is the guy who can guard against Curry!

Who can guard against Curry in the NBA of later generations?

However, the moment Han Mo gave up his fantasy, the child next to him was still chattering, as if he was not surprised by it, "Look, look, I'm going to be hated by this rookie again!"

Curry got rid of it easily, and when he rushed to the basket, he was already more than one step away from Yu Chigong!

"Isn't this an opportunity to go up to the basket? The possibility of not making it is zero, right?" When Han Mo said this, he suddenly felt startled, and faintly felt that something was wrong with the development of the situation!

"That's not right!"

Curry came to the basket easily, and it was obviously empty, but he came to a squat first!

"Is this making wool??"

Han Mo was very surprised!