The NBA's Absolute Dominance

Chapter 7: Giving someone face but not daring to retaliate?
The Seagulls are on the attack.

On the right wing, beyond the three-point line, shooting guard David Frank faked a shot and drove in, then pulled up for a jump shot after taking a step inside the three-point line.

As Frank began his breakthrough, Tang Bei emerged from under the basket. By the time Frank pulled up for a jump shot, he had already covered the three-meter distance with two large strides, then leaped into the air like a giant bird.

"what?"

David Frank was utterly horrified when he saw a huge mountain suddenly appear in the sky above him.

"Snapped!"

The next instant, the ball he had just released was slapped away by an iron hand and sent flying into the stands.

"WOW!"

This powerful and skillful block created a strong visual impact, sending the more than two hundred fans into a frenzy of adrenaline and erupting in cheers.

"Truly talented!"

Eric Fleischer had only met Tang Bei two days ago, and this was the first time he had seen Tang Bei play. He was quite surprised by Tang Bei's defense.

"what?"

"God, what did he do? How is that possible?"

Rick Sander and Jim Brewer immediately stood up from their seats, their faces filled with disbelief.

"This kid has amazing athletic ability!"

Rick Sander's eyes were already shining because Tang Bei's help defense had actually crossed a six-meter defensive distance.

Even more outrageous is that Tang Bei is a heavy center weighing 135 kilograms. In his opinion, no center in basketball history has ever made such a defensive play.

This kind of defense is something that even Shaquille O'Neal, the top pick in the NBA draft, never achieved during his time in the NCAA.

Such defense has never appeared in the history of the NBA, and if it does, it will surely be etched in history.

"Once we get back, we'll immediately create a draft file for him."

Seeing this large hat, Jim Brewer, who was already excited, was also deeply impressed.

Tang Bei's opponents, both on and off the court, saw their morale decline after this block.

Faced with a talented opponent like Tang Bei, fear naturally arose in their hearts.

"Bang!"

The Seagulls attacked again, but this time David Frank didn't dare to drive and instead threw up a three-pointer, which missed and added 1 point.

"mine."

Tang Bei was the tallest player on the court and was perfectly positioned. After grabbing the rebound, he immediately passed it to point guard Tom Morris and then started a fast break.

He made a quick run down the middle, and as he crossed the arc, only Seagulls' small forward Williams had returned to defend the penalty area.

Williams returned to defend from the right arc, which is a shorter distance, meaning that Tang Bei's speed is no less than Williams'.

"ball!"

Seeing Tang Bei rush in, Morris, who had driven to the right wing three-point line, shouted and passed the ball in.

Tang Bei slowed down slightly at the free-throw line, jumped to catch the ball, took a small step after landing, and flew up two meters in front of the basket.

"Shet!"

Williams saw a giant beast charging towards him and, steeling himself, jumped to block it.

But he made the worst decision: he underestimated Tang Bei's speed. He had no idea of ​​Tang Bei's impact; otherwise, he would have definitely dodged to the side.

"boom!"

With a powerful slam of both hands, the resounding thud echoed once again throughout Dennis Arena.

"Oh!"

At the same time, a heavy thud was heard, and Williams was sent flying backward as if he had been hit by a bus.

He crashed heavily onto the floor, then slid backwards and crashed into the media section, knocking over several reporters sitting on the floor.

"WOW!"

Although there were only about two hundred fans of the seaweed team at the scene, at this moment, they erupted with the fervor of thousands.

"Basketball is my future. I'm not a good-for-nothing, I'm not!"

Tang Bei returned to the ground, his adrenaline surging. He roared excitedly, letting out a burst of exhilaration.

On the floor in front of him was his opponent, who was coughing painfully.

"Ooh ho ho ho..."

The bearded commentator, Chakrihans, let out an excited scream, then roared:
"Did you see that? An absolutely violent dunk over the rim, he jumped at least three feet high."

Baron Rose shouted excitedly, "And he can run fast breaks too! He really is another Shaq O'Neal, a super-sized Rain Man, we're not lying."

"Well done, Tang. Use your talent to dominate your opponents!"

Hai's head coach, Maias Lance, excitedly waved his fists.

"This monster!"

When the Sears' first backup center, Jack Wilson, saw the ball, he couldn't help but gasp.

He glanced at Rick Hanks, the starting center who was standing silently beside him, and thought to himself, "Hey, Rick, it's your turn to have a headache."

Hanks thought to himself, "I'm definitely going to lose my starting position, but thankfully Tang Zaihai won't be leading the team for long, so I can be the first substitute during this time."

He glanced at Jack Wilson and thought to himself, "Dear Jack, you should start looking for a new job."

Williams, who was knocked down by Tang Bei, couldn't get up. The team doctor examined him and found several broken bones and multiple muscle strains; he was brought onto the field on a stretcher. Having lost their starting small forward, the Seagulls' head coach was cursing inwardly.

"Damn it, a big guy like that, with that kind of talent, is like a cheat code in the CBA. How are we supposed to play the next games?"

However, a conflict suddenly broke out on the field at this moment.

"You bastard!"

Upon seeing that Williams was seriously injured and out for the season, power forward Karl Lewis, who was on good terms with him, was furious. Coupled with the fact that he had just been dunked on by Tang Bei, he was even more enraged. After shouting, he charged at Tang Bei from behind.

Tang Bei heard the rapid screech of sneakers behind him and immediately became alert. He dodged to the side and saw Lewis rushing towards him.

Reacting instantly, he blocked with his left arm, braced his right hand against the opponent, and forcefully pushed him away.

Judging from Lewis's punch, he knew that his opponent was a novice fighter, just throwing wild punches without any sense of power. His punches were slow and lacked explosive force, so he didn't bother to retaliate.

"Fuck you!"

Having missed his target and nearly being pushed over, Lewis, enraged, charged again.

"You ungrateful animal!"

This time, Tang Bei retaliated without hesitation.

"Snapped!"

After dodging to the side, he swung his right hand and delivered a powerful slap to the other person's face, the loud cracking sound as crisp as a whip.

"what!"

Carl Lewis was slapped so hard that his upper body suddenly leaned back, spun around, and fell to the ground, several teeth flying onto the floor.

"Oh!"

A gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd.

"Di Di!"

The referee immediately blew his whistle and ran over.

Lewis was stunned by the slap, feeling the lower half of his face go numb. He lay on the floor, his head spinning, staring at Tang Bei in horror. The rage in his heart had been completely dissipated by the slap.

The Seagulls players were stunned when they saw Lewis get slapped so hard he knocked out several teeth.

After realizing what had happened, they didn't dare to do anything, since Lewis was the fiercest guy on their team, and no one dared to cause any more trouble.

They didn't even dare to look Tang Bei in the eye. Whenever Tang Bei looked around, they would avert their gaze, their hearts filled with fear of him.

The referee quickly made his decision: Tang Bei received a technical foul, and Lewis made two punching motions. Although he did not hit Tang Bei, he was given a flagrant foul and was immediately ejected.

In the following games, Tang Bei did only one thing: use his talent to utterly dominate the Seagulls' interior opponents.

He doesn't rely on any technical skill; he just plays with natural talent. Whether it's one opponent or two or three, no one can stop him under the basket.

As long as he receives the ball under the basket, no matter how many defenders are around him, he will immediately get up and dunk.

Forced into a corner, the Seagulls resorted to the "hack-a-man" tactic, finally finding Tang Bei's weakness: Tang Bei had almost no basic skills and had never practiced free throws.

Even so, it couldn't stop Tang Bei's offense under the basket, and he scored two and one free throws multiple times.

Moreover, the "hack-a-man" tactic is a double-edged sword. By the final quarter, the Seagulls had no one left to play inside and had to concede defeat.

However, this tactic still had a significant impact on Tang Bei, whose basic skills were very poor, causing him to commit multiple traveling violations.

In addition, he also experienced the way CBA players play.

As soon as he gets close to the basket, those sneaky elbows will arrive as expected. After a game, he's taken a lot of elbows, and his body is covered in bruises.

Of course, he's not one to suffer a loss easily; if he does, he usually retaliates on the spot, which has also affected many of his opponents.

Because of his mastery of various martial arts and combat sports, he can learn them very quickly. His elbow strikes are extremely concealed, 100% hidden elbows.

After the game, the Seagulls' interior defense was almost completely crippled, and by the end, almost no one dared to approach Tang Bei anymore.

唐北总共上场32分钟，16投14中，加上14罚5中，轰下33分12篮板1助攻2盖帽1抢断7失误5犯规的数据。

“Eric, you’re right, I should thank you for the invitation.”

After the match, Rick Sander sincerely said to Eric Fleischer.

“Yes,” Jim Brewer agreed.

Fleischer said, "Rick, Jim, this year is a great draft year for big men. Besides O'Neal, there's Alonzo Mourning, Christine Laettner, Tom Gugliotta, and Don, five excellent big men."

But of those five, Tang and Shaq O'Neal have the highest talent, and they are also the only two centers among them. I believe you will make the right choice.”

Jim Brewer and Rick Sander smiled and nodded to each other.

The Timberwolves and Mavericks currently have the worst and third-worst records in the league, respectively. Even if they don't get a top-three pick, they can still get a top-five pick based on their record, and they're guaranteed to draft one of the five big men.

As for who to choose, careful consideration is still needed.

Tang has great talent, but his fundamentals are too weak, and he has no NCAA experience. Like Shawn Kemp in 89, his future is not very certain.

Although they played well today, the overall level of the CBA is too low, the opponents are too weak, and the data is too inflated.

At this moment, Tang Bei arrived. The two general managers were much warmer than before the competition and took the initiative to leave him their contact information.

Furthermore, the two, representing their respective teams, extended trial invitations to Tang Bei.

After seeing the two off, he asked, "Eric, were they satisfied with my performance?"

Fleischer smiled and said, "You can tell what my answer is from their attitude just now. Yes, they are very satisfied."

Tang Bei smiled; he seemed to see a bright future ahead.

(End of this chapter)