NBA villain

Chapter 345 It's Me

Under the spotlight, the man revealed his arrogance beyond doubt.

The bearded man was almost mechanical, flicking his fingers uncontrollably, and subconsciously passed the ball to where the sound came from.

There, Yang Di stretched out his long arms with a serious expression, and took Byron's pass.

5 seconds, time is running out.

Yang Di turned around, stepped to the left with a feint, then controlled the ball with his right hand, chose the way of breakthrough with his dominant hand, and forced Marion in the elbow area.

"boom!"

The moment the two came into contact, Thomas immediately defended him.

In 4 seconds, Yang Di suddenly turned around, slid his right foot on the ground in a circle, twisted his waist like a huge spinning top, showing a trace of scientific flexibility in his toughness.

Marion knew that Yang Di liked to turn around forcefully, but he never expected that Yang Di would turn around so far from the penalty area at the elbow.

At that moment, Yang Di withdrew a long distance from Marion.

The fans in the arena were suffocating, their nervous emotions and anxious pictures stimulated their nerves. No one dared to speak, and the arena was unprecedentedly silent.

The sneakers rubbed against the floor again. This time, the ear-piercing friction sound even reached the ears of the coach on the sidelines.

Montgomery and D'Antoni were also nervous, staring at the court.

Yang Di stepped on the floor, and the moment he turned around, Marion knew what he was going to do. He took another step forward calmly, then jumped up obliquely, his arms stopped straight and he tried his best to block the cover.

"What a standard defensive posture!"

But Marion found that Yang Di was getting farther and farther away from him, and his arms were raised, perfectly presenting a ninety-degree angle.

The left foot is bent and raised, and the right foot is balanced. There is an inexplicable light in the gliding eyes.

That is a kind of self-confidence, which comes from my repeated training day after day, thousands of times.

Marion looked at Yang Di's eyes, and his heart skipped a beat, with an ominous premonition.

Yang Di curled his fingers, and gently pushed the ball out. The wind blew over, and the short hair on his forehead was blown up slightly.

The basketball was released and tumbling in the air.

Draw a trajectory, in the eyes of everyone...

Accurate access to the network!

"Shh!"

"Get it!"

In an instant, the red light came on, and the players on the Warriors' bench jumped up for the first time.

There was an explosion in the silent Phoenix Arena, many fans let out an exclamation, and many Chinese fans shouted happily, with their hands raised above their heads.

Turned back jumper lore!

How elegant Yang Di's posture is!

Yang Di turned around, raised his arms high, and showed an extremely excited smile on his face. The moment he entered the frame, his heart couldn't help beating wildly. Before that, he had always been extremely calm.

He tugged at the front of his chest, accidentally exposing his black vest, let out a roar, then opened his mouth round, and let out a strange cry.

"It's amazing! The heart is too big, how incredible, what a beautiful move, what a wonderful goal!" Dunleavy, Davis and others rushed over. Off the court, Montgomery, Danny Granger, John - Salmons and others also rushed over and surrounded Yang Di.

"This is me!" Yang Di shouted, pointing to his chest, the huge No. [-] jersey.

Nash stood there with his hips akimbo, slightly helpless. The Suns should have won this game, but at the last critical moment, he had already scored the ball.

The Phoenix fans hadn't left the field, and the Suns players stood up one by one and returned to the player channel.

The Warriors players who had celebrated for a while dispersed, and Yang Di was about to leave. The big screen at the scene was still playing the picture of his lore just now.

Nash reached out, Yang Di gently shook hands with him, and the two embraced.

Nash said calmly: "You have improved a lot this summer. I remember that last year you could only shoot spot-up jumpers. This year, you can already shoot in motion."

"I'm not very skilled in mastering it yet, but this time, I just hit it." Yang Di spread his hands, the words were helpless, but in his light tone, there was obviously a hint of embarrassment.

The good-natured Nash smiled, then turned and left.

ESPN reporter Erin stood there with a look of admiration on her face.

"Hello, Yang Di."

"Hello." Yang Di shrugged and did not leave.

Irene handed the microphone up, her long eyelashes flickered, her eyes curved like crescent moons, "Congratulations on making the game-winning shot, what kind of experience is this?"

"It's very cool, like the feeling after a roller coaster ride, I feel dizzy now. The basket is there, no one can shoot, make or miss, it's in line with the hit rate, but lucky The thing is, I put in and that's it."

"I see you asked Baron Davis loudly for the ball before you took the last pitch? What did you say?"

"I said, give me the ball, and I'll end them." Yang Di said it naturally. He thought it was nothing unusual, it was a normal spoken word for the ball.

But to Irene, it sounded extremely domineering, and she couldn't help admiring this little boy even more.

Erin Andrews asked: "The last question, from the perspective of the whole game, you have not lost the offensive end against the Suns, which ranks first in offensive power. How did you do this?"

"We distributed the ball reasonably, we moved the ball very well, and we also had a lot of substitute players who stepped up and played their strengths. In general, during the game, everyone played very well. Yes, Baron Davis had nine assists, Mike Dunleavy had three 9-pointers, and Chandler had 3 rebounds."

After asking three questions, Yang Di turned and left.

That night, the official gave Yang Di the game ball for this game, as a reward for Yang Di becoming the best player in the game and hitting the lore.

His limelight even completely overshadowed the MVP.

The next day, there was another round of overwhelming reports on Yang Di, especially in China, where Yang Di had already scored the second kill in his career, and Yao Ming had never had one. Good at creating miracles, and on the court, he is more expressive.

Yao Ming, who was far away in Houston, immediately felt the pressure. At the beginning of this season, his status as the number one athlete in China was impacted by Yang Di, and he was in jeopardy.

Yao Ming knew that Yang Di and him were not players of the same style, but Yang Di's sudden change of style recently surprised people.

That kind of flexible footwork and beautiful shooting are the skills he gradually lost. Today, with the continuous increase of low-post offense, Yao Ming suddenly realized that basketball can still be played like this. When he first entered the league, he was like this Did you do it?Why should he give up those skills that he is already familiar with?
(End of this chapter)