Above All Beings in the NBA

Kenny Smith said.

"Look, this ball will make people see reality."

Barkley turned his eyes to the game.

"Come here, I don't shoot three-pointers, and I don't bully you with my body, let's go heads-up."

Wang Hao hooked his fingers at Guy, and all the Lakers members ran to the outside line to pull away. Even Bynum, who can't shoot three-pointers, walked to the bottom corner in a decent manner.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Wang Hao dribbled the ball in an orderly manner, and Guy stood in front of Wang Hao with open arms.

Suddenly, Wang Hao accelerated to the left.

hiss!

"What's this? Charles."

Kenny Smith was clearly incoherent at the moment.

"AI's signature move, the ball he passed Jordan is like this."

Barkley remembered the scene of that ball very clearly. At this moment, if Wang Hao was 30 centimeters shorter, it would be exactly the same.

DUANG!

After passing Guy with AI's signature crossover, he ended up with a dunk.

"Roar!"

Wang Hao roared excitedly.

"How about it? Boy, can you stop me?"

Wang Hao shouted to Guy who was still sitting on the ground.

"Why do you feel like you're going to fight?"

Bryant used his eyes to hint at Bynum and Millsap cryptically.

The two comprehended one left and one right, set up Wang Hao and returned to their own half.

"Let go, I'm not happy enough."

Wang Hao shouted struggling.

Gasol: "What the hell? It's not enough"

Conley: "Is he really, as the rumors say, beating up, even beating his own teammates?"

"Mike, they don't talk about loyalty, let's play."

Wang Hao ran to Conley who was holding the ball again.

"OK, all right."

Conley passed the ball to Gasol without saying a word.

"How about we play?"

Wang Hao asked.

"That's right, we're just playing here, and neither of us gets into the paint. Besides, don't we have to play basketball?"

Conley spread his hands and explained.

Swish!

Millsap's defense against Gasol is absolutely unstoppable, and Gasol scored the ball with a light hook.

"You have learned badly, Mike, and I will decide to guide you on the right path of life in a while."

Seeing Gasol's goal, Wang Hao said with a grim expression.

Bang!

After receiving the serve, Wang Hao directly speeded up and rushed to the frontcourt. Along the way, no matter whether it was an opponent or a teammate, everyone who was hit by Wang Hao turned his back on his back.

DUANG! !

Wang Hao smashed the dunk and ended the attack.

From the beginning to the end, the rest of the Lakers, including Kobe, watched the excitement in the backcourt. Wang Hao forced a fast break. Reasonably, they really couldn't keep up. If they kept up with Wang Hao, they didn't pass the ball. Nam discussed how Wang Hao's dunk would score in the dunk contest.

Conley, who was hit by Wang Hao and was a little dizzy, received a pass from Gasol before he fully recovered.

As soon as he advanced to the frontcourt, Wang Hao rushed over aggressively. He was frightened at first, and his hands were even more stiff. Wang Hao directly broke the basketball.

Bang!

Conley who was fighting was directly knocked into the air by Wang Hao.

DUANG! !

A 720-degree turn and dunk in actual combat was shown in front of the audience.

"tyrant"

"tyrant"

"tyrant"

It turns out that conquering the away audience is so simple.

Back in his own half, Conley stood up with the support of his teammates, muttering "Who am I? Who am I!"

"You are Mike Conley"

Gasol yelled directly at the terrified kid.

"No, he is a crippled butterfly in the wind, he was crippled by me."

Wang Hao said something directly from the side.

What responded to him was a pair of unkind eyes.

"Slip, slip, who does he love, who is it."