God of NBA point guards

Chapter 85
At this time, Joe Dumars served the ball, and Zhou Quan received the ball in his hand, with his left elbow in front of him, and immediately pushed forward facing Vernon Maxwell without turning.

It was obvious that there was going to be a confrontation. Vernon Maxwell was not that stupid, so he had to defend and retreat immediately, allowing Zhou Quan to enter the frontcourt without hindrance.

As soon as he entered the frontcourt, Zhou Quan immediately accelerated and stepped over others, like a small tank, holding the ball from the right to break through.

Vernon Maxwell turned around quickly and ran to the left of Zhou Quan, but was pushed outside by the latter's left elbow, and he immediately grabbed the jersey with his upper hand.

"Snapped!"

Zhou Quan slashed down with a knife and slashed at the opponent's hand.

"Hiss! Shet!"

The hand was opened, Vernon Maxwell let out a cry of pain, and fell behind. Watching Zhou Quan enter the top of the arc, he couldn't help cursing angrily.

Zhou Quan killed the top of the arc, stopped for a moment, crossed the free throw line in two steps, and ushered in the supplementary defense of Mosaic power forward Thorpe.

Thorpe, Dameng's guard with a knife, has good scoring ability, good scoring efficiency, and strong rebounding ability. This season, he averaged 17.3 points, 10.5 rebounds, 3 assists, 0.6 steals, 0.5 blocks, 2.9 turnovers and 3.7 fouls. He is the best blue-collar player in the league. one of the players.

On the defensive end, although the steal and block data are not very good, he is a defensive player who does not pay attention to the data, and his actual defensive ability far exceeds the performance of the defensive data.

Zhou Quan saw that Dameng was under the basket. If he bypassed Thorpe and went to the basket, with Dameng's top-level defense, he should not be able to take advantage of it, so he shook his hand and gave the ball to John Sely, who was in the low post on the left wing.

Sely catches the ball and makes a jumper, and Dameng takes a step forward to block the shot. He misses the shot, but it affects the former's shot angle.

"rebound!"

The big dream immediately let out a loud shout when it landed.

"boom!"

Sure enough, the ball missed.

"mine!"

Rodman and Thorpe, who turned back to the basket, took off at the same time to grab the rebound, and the former got it.

"Snapped!"

Da Chong immediately passed the ball, Zhou Quan received the ball, and immediately threw it close to the basket. Da Meng hit it in one step, and it was an iron-blooded cap, which slapped the ball and directly slapped it out of the right line.

"Boy, please settle down here, this is not a place for you to run wild."

After the cover was successfully sealed, Dameng's momentum rose sharply, and he was directly in front of him, staring at Zhou Quan with very fierce eyes and shouted.

"Hakim, fuck him!"

In Chicago, Jordan began to cheer for the big dream.

"A softie usually only uses his words. This is your home court, do you want me to do it first? I don't want to bully you, because bullying a softie won't give me any sense of accomplishment."

The smile on Zhou Quan's face did not change, but his words were like a knife, stabbing Dameng's heart with one knife, his face flushed instantly with anger, and he clenched his fists.

"Don't make trouble!"

Seeing that the momentum was not right, the referee quickly stepped in, pushed left and right with both hands, and separated the two.

He sternly warned: "You two, listen carefully. If you have any conflicts, go off the court to resolve them. If you dare to do something on the court, I will never show mercy."

Dameng snorted coldly, he didn't care at all, the worst would be suspension.

He even hopes to ban a few more games, so that the team will lose, and those stupid management will definitely pay more attention to his request.

Zhou Quan doesn't care too much about the suspension. The team's current record ranks third in the Eastern Conference, so there will be no problems.

He didn't want to fight, but in the United States, if you are not tough when you encounter provocations, you will only be regarded as weak.

And provocations, even if he has made a name for himself with his fists in the NBA, are still ubiquitous, which fully shows that his deterrence is not enough.

The reason is also simple. He is a small man with a natural smile on his appearance, so he does not have a strong external deterrent, and he is a Chinese, so he keeps provoking.

"Two jerks!"

In Chicago, seeing that there was no fight, Jordan, who was disappointed, couldn't help cursing.

"brush!"

The Pistons attacked again, and Joe Dumars singled Kenny Smith and hit a mid-range shot.

Mosaic attacked, Dameng took the ball in a low position, and it was another fantasy footstep. After shaking John Sey, he was blocked by Rodman. He missed a one-handed throw, and the rebound was caught by Rodman again.

Pistons attack.

After Zhou Quan received the ball, he held the ball with all his strength and ran down quickly. When he ran to the top of the arc, Kenny Smith had already returned to the paint area, and Vernon Maxwell also chased him, but what really surprised him was that, Dameng also rushed past him and rushed into the basket.

"This beast!"

Glancing at Dameng, he couldn't help cursing, returning to defense from the basket, the distance was farther than him, and he arrived so quickly.

The false shot was real, and when Vernon Maxwell took a step up to take off to block the shot, he suddenly slammed into it.

"Oh!"

Half of their bodies collided, and Vernon Maxwell fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, while Zhou Quan paused for a moment, and then started again under exertion force, successfully breaking through.

"squeak!"

Seeing this, Thorpe, who was in the low position, immediately took two steps up and made a timely supplementary defense.

Zhou Quan didn't make an emergency stop for a jump shot, instead he jumped at Thorpe after a slight change of direction, entered the paint from the left, and went straight to the big dream under the basket.

"court death!"

A sharp light flashed in Dameng's eyes, and his hands moved.

Zhou Quan came close, turned around suddenly, leaned against Dameng with his back, and the ball in his hand flew to John Sely, who was two meters away and was in the low position on the left wing.

"Offensive cover."

Dameng's strong body forcibly squeezed Zhou Quan away.

His tonnage reached 116 kilograms, because his height is only 208 centimeters, his muscle content is very good, and his strength is great. Zhou Quan is also considered to be small and powerful, but it is far from enough to compete with such an inside monster.

"brush!"

But when Dameng squeezed Zhou Quan away, it was too late. John Sely, who was in the open space, took a step forward, made a jumper near the basket and hit a goal.

"Shet!"

In anger, Dameng pushed Zhou Quan to the ground, who was about to retreat.

"Hakeem, you are amazing! Next time I play a game, I will beat you a little less." Chicago, Jordan shouted excitedly.

"Do you want a fight?"

When John Sely saw it, he quickly stood in front of Dameng.

He didn't dare to get close to the postman, but after all, Dameng was not a notorious murderer like the postman, so he still had the courage to go up.

"Go away!"

Dameng was about to push John Sely away again, but unexpectedly, a fist as big as an iron bowl struck from behind John Sely, hit him on the right side of the face, and shook his head.

"oops!"

With a cry of pain, he saw clearly that it was that bastard Zhou Quan. He pointed at him and said angrily, "Are you sneaking up on me?"

"stop!"

The referee rushed over, fearless of death.

"Oh, there's a conflict."

In the ABC commentary booth, Lewis Williams shouted excitedly.

Landis Op said equally excitedly: "Dameng first pushed down Iron Fist, and then Iron Fist punched him, but now the referee intervenes, and the conflict has been suspended."

Williams said with a smile: "It seems that the name of the Iron Fist Slayer is not enough to intimidate Dameng."

Op said with a smile: "Lewis, you are joking. Anyone who knows Iron Fist will know that he won the title of the number one executioner in the NCAA by virtue of his hard bones. How could Dameng be afraid of him if he was often injured?"

Williams shook his head and said, "But he singled out four and overthrew the bad boy army."

Opus also shook his head and said: "Rick Mahon is not here, the fighting power of the Bad Boys Corps is too rubbish, they are just a group of villains who have black hands, it doesn't mean that they are good at fighting."

Williams argued: "But Iron Fist also broke two ribs of the postman with one punch, knocked out Oakley with one punch, and knocked out Anthony Mason's beast with three punches.

You know, Oakley is an amateur boxer, but he has practiced.The postman wasn't bad either, and so was Mason. "

Op said with a smile: "Don't listen to Oakley, he's just playing casually, do you think his neck has been trained? No, Tekken is specially trained for fighting.

Do you know how to train against blows?You sure don't know, but I do.

The neck should be trained in bridge pose and reverse bridge pose, so that the brain will not shake after being beaten, causing the cerebellum to dizzy and lose balance.

In addition, the body has to be beaten repeatedly to let the internal organs get used to the strong shock force, so that they can increase their ability to resist blows.

Therefore, defeating them with Iron Fist doesn't mean how capable he is. It can only be said that Oakley and the postman's fighting ability is not worthy of their name, and they can't hold a few punches at all. "

"Is that right?"

Williams always felt wrong, but there was no way to refute it.

Under the intervention of the referee, Dameng and Zhou Quan temporarily turned off the fire, and each of them got a physical offense, but they were not sent off.

"Damn jerk!"

Seeing that the conflict was put down again, Jordan was extremely disappointed.

(End of this chapter)