God of NBA point guards

Chapter 64 Tank Breakthrough

"Tekken, what did you just do?"

After Thomas calmed down, he asked curiously.

"He pretended to be aggressive in front of me, so I burned his clothes with a cigar. He didn't dare to do it. In fact, if he dared to do it, I might not be able to beat their entire team." Zhou Quan laughed.

"Puchi, haha..."

There was laughter in the locker room.

At 07:30, the two sides announced the starting lineup.

Bulls: Bill Carterwhite, Horace Grant, Scottie Pippen, Michael Jordan, John Paxson
Pistons: John Saley, Dennis Rodman, Orlando Ulrich, Joe Dumars, Joo Kwon
The game was broadcast live across the United States by ESPN TV, with commentators, Rock Howard and Larry Winston.

At this time, Howard excitedly said to the camera: "Ladies and gentlemen, I just received a message that Michael Jordan just said that he retracted his praise of Iron Fist, and he will slam 50 on Iron Fist's head." +.

So congratulations everyone, there's going to be a big show tonight. "

Winston also excitedly said: "The Pistons will never allow Jordan to do that. Although Lambiel has retired, there are still John Sely and Rodman on the inside. Joe Dumars and Iron Fist are also defensive. Titans, plus the smiling assassin and Mark Aguirre, the current lineup of the Pistons is not bad, and they will do a big job.

The most important thing is that with the addition of the Iron Fist rookie, the Pistons who have lost their spirit, their spirit seems to be back, which is the most terrifying, and they are full of aggressiveness again.

Perhaps, this is the catfish effect, Iron Fist is that catfish, it is he who aroused the spirit and aggressiveness of the piston. "

Howard laughed and said: "But I'm more interested in what happened between Michael Jordan and Iron Fist.

Judging from the current information, their relationship is still good. In the last game, Michael obviously didn't try his best to deal with Iron Fist. He made Iron Fist a good debut. "

Winston said with great anticipation: "I also really want to know, what must have happened. I believe our colleagues, they will definitely dig it out."

At this moment, there was a huge cheer from the palace of Auburn Hills, and the substitute came off the bench, and countless Pistons fans were welcoming the smiling assassin.

Howard couldn't help sighing: "One of the greatest small players in the history of the league. In the finals, he scored 25 points in a single quarter on the head of the Magician. It is a classic battle with small players. The lethality is infinite. The greatest player in the history of the league. One of the best point guards in the world, even after the violence in the locker room, his reputation here is still unmatched."

At this time, the starters of the two teams met in the player tunnel, neither of them spoke, and the rivalry mode had already been activated.

"Shh!"

When the Bulls played, the boos from the Palace of Auburn Hills almost toppled this brand new arena, which was earth-shattering.

"Michael Jordan, you are goddamn shit!"

"Jordan, you'll be kneeling at the Palace of Auburn Hills just like before."

When Jordan finally played, countless middle fingers were poked at him, and endless abuse was sprayed on him.

Isiah Thomas stood in front of the Pistons' bench, staring coldly at Jordan, who appeared on the field, with indifference and hostility in his eyes.

He was already peacefully frantic, and the spirit he had lost seemed to surge out again.

Jordan seemed to feel the compelling sight and looked over.

The eyes of the two met in an instant, and neither of them had the intention of moving away.

A year ago, Jordan was the challenger and Thomas was the oppressor.

Over the years, he was suppressed by the Bad Boys Legion and fell at their feet countless times. He even asked Chuck Daly in despair if he still had a chance to defeat the Bad Boys Legion in this life.

But a year later, Jordan, who was on his way to the top, no longer had the feeling of being overshadowed by the Smiling Assassin.

Thinking of everything that the Bad Boys Legion had imposed on him before, and the humiliation that the Iron Fist had given him, at this moment, he vowed to completely defeat the Piston, step on the half-down Piston, and completely crush the Piston to death .

"Kill the bull!"

"Let Jordan see blood!"

"Let Michael Jordan leave the Palace of Auburn Hills with his head down."

Playing at home, fierce roars, cheers, applause, overwhelming.

"Iron Fist, it's impossible for Jordan to switch defenses this time, because Ulrich plays the [-] position. If he dares to switch to you, Pippen has to switch to Joe Dumars. Then Ulrich is absolutely wrong, you know. Is it?" Back on the bench, Chuck Daly pulled Zhou Quan and said.

"Understood." Zhou Quan nodded.

"So, Iron Fist, if they don't switch, it's up to you to blow up Paxson, and you've got to go all out. If they switch, it's either Joe Dumars, let him blow John Paxson up, or Ulrich, let's He beat Paxson." Chuck Daly urged.

"I see."

In short, today is to stare at Paxson to fight, whoever is facing him is wrong, Zhou Quan nodded again and again.

It was two points to eight, starting the game.

"Tekken, if you can't deal with him, let me do it."

Before the main players entered the field, Thomas the Smiling Assassin suddenly yelled at Zhou Quan very manically.

"Oh hoo!"

Seeing the familiar mania in the smiling assassin, many Pistons fans roared with excitement.

"To shut up!"

Zhou Quan turned his head abruptly, the gentle smile on his face disappeared, he stared at Thomas fiercely and said, "If he gets 50 points, I'll get out of the NBA."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Thomas and sternly shouted at all his teammates: "The Bad Boys Corps no longer exists, but the Jagged Pistons are still here. We believe in tenacity, iron blood, toughness and fearlessness. No matter who the Bulls are today, they want to break into it." , if we can’t prevent it, then use our bodies to block it, understand?”

"understand!"

Everyone in the Pistons shouted in unison.

"Pistons must win!"

At this time, countless Pistons fans yelled loudly. The game has not yet started, and the momentum of the Pistons has skyrocketed to the extreme.

On the other side of the bull, Jordan's eyes flickered when he saw this scene.

At eight o'clock, the game officially began.

John Selley leaps up and flicks the ball away from Cartwhite's head.

Joe Dumars received the ball and threw it to Zhou Quan.

"Oh!"

In the backcourt, Zhou Quan dribbled forward.

"Squeak!"

John Paxson moved in time to get in front of him.

"squeak!"

At this moment, Zhou Quan made a three-in-one breakthrough, Zhou Quan suddenly swayed his shoulders, and then exerted force with his feet, changing direction and accelerating the breakthrough.

"Oh!"

Because of the feint, the defender couldn't predict the direction of the breakthrough in time. When he stepped forward, he deliberately hung the defender on his shoulder. John Paxson's tonnage of 84 kilograms is not small, but compared with him, he still has There was a big gap, and under his impact, he staggered and fell to the ground.

"Oh hoo!"

There was a burst of cheers from the Palace of Auburn Hills.

"Beautiful tank-style breakthrough! The iron fist breaks through the opponent..."

In the on-site commentary seat, the bearded John Rowes shouted excitedly.

(End of this chapter)