New Century Basketball Frenzy

Chapter 54 Yao Ming VS Ewing
In the virtual locker room of the game, several other members of Dragon Team have been waiting for a long time.

As soon as Xiao Yi, the 'Oriental Cooking God', appeared, they immediately put down what they were doing, and all their eyes fell on this man.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while. After all, this is a game, and it is difficult to see the real emotions of the players, so Zhang Yi didn't know whether the eyes of these people were excited or angry.

Although the dragon team won the first game, Zhang Yi was equivalent to letting his teammates hang out for two weeks.

"That, I'm sorry..." Before the last few words could be said, Sakuragi suddenly jumped in front of him and hugged Zhang Yi's shoulder.

"Haha, no need to apologize, we are brothers if we can play together."

"The manager has told us that after all, games can't interfere with life, and we all support you!"

"Besides, we don't necessarily lose. It's much more enjoyable to win points from strong teams than to score points against weak teams every day!"

Hearing these words, Zhang Yi looked at Shengzi and everyone, "I still have to say sorry, just this one time! Since the team is established, it can't be disbanded just because of me... Just now I said that points can be taken from strong teams, so let's Be a strong team killer from today on!"

"Team Dragon... against the killer!" Everyone shouted slogans with Zhang Yi at the center!

When the game started, the Big Apple team appeared on the stage, and thousands of spectators cheered enthusiastically. This venue was actually their home field, but because the opponent was the Dragon team, a large number of spectators defected.

"Today's opponent is really annoying!" The fifth position of the Big Apple team said viciously, with a murderous look emanating from under the mask he was wearing.

"Haha, that's what makes it interesting." It was the team's point guard who spoke.If one had to name a team with personality, then the Big Apple team would definitely be elected with a high number of votes.

When the Dragons came on stage, there was a tsunami in the auditorium, which was as enthusiastic as the NBA All-Stars.

This contrast intensified Indra's hostility as the center forward. Before the referee allowed the two sides to shake hands, he walked towards Zhang Yi in a daze.

Zhang Yi reacted naturally, and the image of this big man is indeed very eye-catching.

"Yo, who is this gorilla?" Sakuragi asked between the two of them curiously.

Hearing his words, the opponent pushed Sakuragi aside with only one hand.

"What is this face?" Zhang Yi thought about it for a long time, and suddenly thought of the name that appeared in the video tape, "Your appearance is Patrick Ewing?!"

"Haha, I hit the spot, it really is a gorilla!"

Although being pushed away by Ewing's palm, Sakuragi felt a little embarrassed, but Sakuragi was in a good mood today. After all, he hadn't played a game for so many days, and his heart was already itching to death.

"A brat like you actually knows the name of the number one center in the league 50 years ago."

After saying this, he reached out and took off the mask. Although Ewing looked more ferocious, but speaking of it, his face-squeezing skills were too poor.

"When did Ewing become the No. [-] center forward?" Yao Ming, who usually likes to be silent, suddenly said in a cold voice.

Ewing stared angrily, "Damn it, what are you?"

"With the big dream of Olajuwon, Ewing will never be the king! Moreover, even if the big dream is put aside, there are big shark O'Neill and Admiral Robinson! Ewing can't even rank in the top three..."

Dayao's face was a little dark, he was a little irritated by his opponent's emotions.

"Big dream? That guy just taught you a little superficial kung fu, is it worth licking here?"

Ewing taunted, at this time his teammates had already run over and pulled him away.

Before the game started, the most important center forwards on both sides of the team went up first. This is a good thing for the audience, because it means that this game will be very lively.

"You idiot! How nice it is to have these trash talking contests."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi looked at this strange guy in a black cloak and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

"Haha, Walter Fraser, you can call me Rogue."

After finishing speaking, he introduced the rest of the Big Apple team, "Shooting guard Earl Monroe, small forward Bernard King, power forward Willis Reed, and of course center Ewing, you also know..."

"No wonder you are called the Big Apple team. It turned out that the best team in history from the New York Knicks was moved here."

Old Jordan, who knows more about the NBA, suddenly interjected, "Interesting, such a lineup is not bad!"

Zhang Yi was looking at these people, "Haha, so that's the case, Dayao, let's vent our anger on the court."

Seeing Yao Ming's expression, he knew that even this good old man was really angry, and this Ewing's trash talk was really too much...

At the beginning of the game, Dayao tried his best to win the jump ball.

Little Curry is attacking with the ball. He knows that it is best to avoid Dayao now, because he is likely to reduce the offensive efficiency when he is irritated at the beginning.

But when he was about to find Jordan and Xiaoyi, they both signaled to hand the ball to Dayao.

Even Sakuragi, who is usually idle, took the initiative to influence the defensive team Curry and shouted, "This ball, this is the day I gave it to the little giant!"

Seeing these idiot teammates trying to save him face, Yao Ming quickly calmed down.

Facing the Rogue's defense, Curry didn't have too much energy to run, so he had to pass to Dayao, although this was not the best choice.

"Are the brains of these teammates not working well? I really sympathize with you!"

Seeing Dayao catch the ball, Ewing was still talking nonsense behind him.

It's just that Yao Ming has put all his heart and soul into the game now, and the opponent's trash talk can't affect him at all.

Ewing's defense is very strong even among historical-level centers.

Yao Ming knew this very well, and saw him use his height of more than ten centimeters to dig into the penalty area step by step.

"Why don't you use a jump shot or a hook to solve it? It's impossible to win head-to-head?!"

Little Curry looked at the two behemoths in the penalty area suspiciously, and began to move to the baseline to catch the ball and re-instigate the offense.

"Are you stupid? What a self-righteous guy, height and weight don't represent strength!"

After saying this, Ewing's iron waist sank, and his arms immediately supported Dayao's body.

"You got Fooled!"

Yao Ming suddenly said in a deep voice, at the same time as his opponent exerted force, he saw him take advantage of his strength to take a step back, his huge body flew backwards lightly, and with a flick of his flexible wrist, Ewing's weakened figure shook a little, thinking of It was too late to jump, so I could only watch the basketball quickly shoot into the frame...

"Did you hit me just now to trick me into exerting strength?" Ewing looked angrily at Yao Ming who looked like a big dream.

He punched the basketball hard, "Damn it! Damn it!"

"Basketball is not only based on strength, use your brain more, gorilla Ewing!" Yao Ming said coldly, high-fived his teammates one by one and put himself on defense.

"Give me the ball!" Ewing roared, startling Fraser, who was standing next to him, "Calm down! I'll let you save face, but now is not the time!"

Ewing glared at the point guard, but immediately understood something, "You two guns want to make trouble so soon?"

Fraser and Monroe, nicknamed 'El Pearl', looked at each other, "The two guards on the opposite side seem to be weak points, let's seize the opportunity to perform!"

"Hey, leave it to me!" Monroe sneered, his eyes fixed on the old Jordan in the Wizards uniform, "Although it's not the Jordan of the Bulls period, it's the same, I can win anyway..."

(End of this chapter)