God of NBA point guards

Chapter 65 He Wants To Be Emperor In The Palace Of Auburn Hills, Then Send Him To Hell!

Out of the defender, Zhou Quan immediately approached the top of the arc with the ball, forcing the Bulls' defensive formation that had not yet fully settled into a mess.

In the crowd, he can also clearly see all the defensive gaps and passing channels in the field of vision, not to mention this defensive formation that has not yet fully formed.

"The ball can pass, and so can I."

At this moment, a realization suddenly appeared in his heart.

Although his body is bigger than the ball, he has strength and confrontation. Compared with inside players and speed, he has impact.

"squeak!"

After reaching the top of the arc, he didn't stop. Inspired by this enlightenment, he actually accelerated and drove in with the ball.

When it got to the free throw line, Bulls power forward Cobra Grant covered the defense, but he had already seen a passage to get in.

"Oh!"

The cross step forward changed direction and broke through, the ball was passed to the left hand, bypassed Grant, and entered the paint area.

Pippen jumped into the paint from the left waist, and Carterwhite stood one step in front of the basket. The two moved and remained still, forming a pincer attack on Zhou Quan.

On the right wing, Jordan dived in.

Behind him, Grant had turned around.

When he rushed in, the next moment, the Bulls would form a four-man pinch on him.

At this moment, Zhou Quan suddenly stopped, the ball was pulled up, and he grabbed it with one hand.

"Quick stop jump shot!"

At this moment, Pippen, who was about to cut off the front left side, immediately stopped and changed direction, and rushed towards him. Carterwhite in front of the basket also started his feet at the same time, and rushed towards him. The two formed a closing momentum.

"Enter the universe with the infinity."

But at the next moment, after mobilizing the two defenders with a fake jump shot, Zhou Quan started again, took a step forward, and passed through the gap between the two of them sideways.

Under the full-level spatial imagination, he has too much control over the space, and he can see the slightest difference in his eyes, so when he breaks through, he can do his best, just before Pippen and Pippen close the door, he just leans his body rushed over.

"Give me in."

One step to the ground, another step, grabbing the ball with one hand and picking it to the basket.

With his current jumping ability, it is very difficult to dunk from the spot. He can only forcefully smash the dunk. buckle.

"brush!"

The basketball goes through the hoop.

"Oh hoo!"

From the auditorium to the bench, the entire Palace of Auburn Hills suddenly boiled.

"Yeah! Yay..."

The bearded John Rowes, the on-site commentator, stood up excitedly, waved his fists, and roared again and again.

His partner, the man with glasses, Longger Lance also shouted excitedly: "Iron Fist broke the Bull's line of defense by himself, is it very familiar? Because this is what the Smiling Assassin used to do before. He can break through the Bull by himself. Now Iron Fist would do too."

"Serve!"

At the beginning, a small point guard broke through all the defenses and went in to play one. Jordan was very annoyed and yelled at point guard Paxson.

"Let's make one."

He took the ball and pushed forward with a loud shout.

Joe Dumas was on the verge of an enemy, defending and retreating in front, and he was full of energy.

Jordan held the ball to the right wing of the frontcourt, but Joe Dumars did not retreat, and took charge of the former's right hand, trying to force Jordan to the left, that is, to the top of the arc.

Zhou Quan entered the top of the arc, near the right elbow, ready to enter the right wing at any time. Once Jordan breaks through with the ball, he can form a second line of defense.

"Oh!"

At this moment, Jordan made a tentative step, and between dribbles, from the left side, that is, in the direction of the top of the arc, suddenly rushed to Joe Dumars.

At this moment, Zhou Quan moved a step sideways and blocked Jordan's breakthrough in time.

"squeak!"

Jordan stopped abruptly and turned around. When Joe Dumars approached him, he suddenly turned around again, took a step back with his left foot, and then flew back diagonally.

Zhou Quan and Joe Dumas attacked from the front and the right side, but Jordan's ability to stay in the air was too strong. When the two landed, he was able to stay in the air, and at the last moment, he threw the ball.

"The pose is picturesque!"

In the ESPN commentary booth, Howard couldn't help admiring.

"brush!"

Splashes appeared and two points were hit.

Zhou Quan saw Jordan's ability, fast bullet speed, high jump, and invincible stagnation in the air. He can still make a fadeaway jumper in a double-team. Absolutely mature technology, he is indeed worthy of being the five-time scoring champion.

"ah!"

After Jordan succeeded, he also raised his fist excitedly, and then sprayed at Zhou Quan: "Rookie, welcome to the NBA."

"You are really strong!"

Zhou Quan praised, but immediately responded: "But we are the Pistons, the sky above your head. Once this place made you despair, it will do the same now and in the future."

Jordan's expression changed, and he instantly recalled the very unfriendly memories here. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, I said that in the Palace of Auburn Hills, I am God. I will give this sentence to you here. You have the ability, Come and stop me."

Zhou Quan glanced at the friends around him, and shouted to them: "Did you hear that? Michael Jordan wants to call God here, so what shall we do?"

"Send him to hell!"

The manic voice of the smiling assassin Thomas sounded from the sidelines.

"Send him to hell!"

In the Palace of Auburn Hills, the audience shouted loudly in unison, the momentum shook the sky, and the aura of killing and killing became stronger and stronger.

In the backcourt, Zhou Quan took the ball and prepared to advance.

"Come on, boy."

Spreading his arms, Jordan stood in front of him.

"Michael?"

When Phil Jackson saw Jordan switching defenses, his expression changed, and he stood up immediately.

This is not the tactic he arranged. Rodman played the 206th position, and the [-]-cm Ulrich was replaced at the [-]rd position. Now that Jordan switches to the Iron Fist, Pippen will defend the Pistons scoring leader Joe Dumars. Paxson, the point guard, to guard Ulrich?
"To prevent the small?"

Zhou Quan sneered, could this prevent his breakthrough?
"ridiculous!"

Doesn't Jordan know it? The most difficult thing for him to defend against is the small point guard, and he can carry it if he defends against a big one.

"Boom bang..."

Continuously dribble the ball under the crotch, dangling the shoulders, and then pull the ball to the left hand, start it instantly, speed up the stride, and break through to the left.

He has a strong confidence, under this kind of breakthrough, even if Jordan saved his strength last time, he can't stop him.

The reason is simple. His own strength has reached level 86, which is probably the same level as many inside players. Jordan can handle the inside, so can he. His strength will definitely not be worse than Jordan.

And this is a breakthrough to the basket, not a back attack. Jordan is passive and conservative, and his strength is useless at all.

If he has a good grasp of the breakthrough rhythm, he may even knock over Jordan who is on the move, but his breakthrough skills are not yet at that level.

(End of this chapter)