The Strongest Player: Infinite Future

"Yu Huo shot the Spurs and hit three points! The score came to 114:110! The point difference was 4 points! There are 22.2 seconds left!" Zhang Weiping said excitedly, "Yu Huo's personal score also came to 48 points!"

"If he makes another three-pointer, he will complete 30% of the feat of 50+ in a row!"

Suqun nodded: "But what the Lakers fans want now is more of the Lakers' feat of a comeback."

"I don't know what the Spurs will do..."

Of course, the Spurs' response is to respond to changes with the unchanging, they are in absolute advantage, they need to ensure only three points-

Free throws were made.

Do not commit 3+1.

Don't be robbed.

For the Lakers, this is still an extremely difficult challenge.

In turn, the Spurs served the ball. Under the Lakers' double-team, it was still accurately sent to James. Yu Huo made a super fast foul, and James went to the free throw line.

The current game seems to have become a "free throw and three-pointer empty showdown" between Yu Huo and James!

I bet you won't make it!

I also bet you won't make it!

James went to the free throw line. He made only 66% of his free throws this season. He scored two free throws in one shot!

"At the critical moment, James is still very stable!" Su Qun explained, and Zhang Weiping showed a gritted expression.

"It's you, Yu Huo!"

The Spurs didn't double-team the entire court this time, and the Lakers served to Yu Huo and pushed forward quickly.

Just past the center line, James and Bradley double-teamed directly!

Don't let you get close to the three-point line!

Don't even think about this ball!

"It's an arrogant approach! But it's very effective!" Su Qun explained, "Yu Huo can't get close to the three-point line, so he can only pass the ball, and his pass is exactly what the Spurs want-strangle your backbone! "

However, the Spurs are horizontal, and the remaining fire is even more horizontal!

Numerous pre-judgment methods flashed through Yu Huo's mind. After various comparative analyses, he came to a conclusion with the highest success rate——

Super long three-pointer direct strong shot!

At the top of the LOGO circle, Yu Huo was about to double-team, and resolutely collected the ball. In the eyes of everyone's surprise, Yu Huo made a jump shot!

"Super three points! This choice..." Zhang Weiping was stunned. This choice was obviously very bad!

but……

"brush!"

Basketball hit the net, the Spurs' home court was silent, and broadcasters all over the world exclaimed!

"The ball is scored! The ball is scored!"

"Fuck, the top three points of the arc of the LOGO circle!?"

"This is too **** unexpected!"

"Yu Huo really dare!"

"Awesome!!!"

The Spurs players looked at each other, the Lakers bench exploded in an instant, and the two big men McGee and Chandler thumped their chests and were full of joy.

"Yu Huo hit a three-pointer! There are 14.9 seconds left! The difference is reduced to 3 points!"

But the Lakers players on the court are very indifferent, the ball is scored and immediately double-teamed, and there is no time for the Spurs to think!

"The Lakers will double-team again, and it will still be Gasol serving..." The commentary voice of Su Qun was also a little excited, "Yu Huo will not leave James to guard, oh, Ariza also directly double-teamed! This is really not to catch the ball for James!"

The double-team of Yu Huo and Ariza prevented James from receiving the ball. In the end, the ball was sent to Rondo.

His big palm steadily protected the ball, and Jeremy Lin, behind him, slapped it up with a very decisive slap!

"Toot!"

The foul came as scheduled and Rondo went to the free throw line!

"13.7 seconds, Rondo goes to the free throw line!" Zhang Weiping's eyes were bright, "I feel the Lakers have a chance!"

Rondo made a free throw, received the ball, adjusted the dribble, and suddenly felt a "whooping" sound in his ears-it turned out to be the remaining fire from behind the three-point line, intentionally or unintentionally blowing at him!

"Naive guy." Rondo grunted. "First cover your eyes, then fake hair dryer..."

"Do you really think you can interfere with basketball?"

Rondo raised his hand, and with the "wheezing" in his ear, he shot the basket.

"Kang Dang!"