Basketball: Versatile shooting guard

The Warriors attacked, Phil quickly took the ball into the frontcourt, he dribbled left and right, at this time Green ran over to block one for him.

"here you go!"

Phil accelerated, ran to a 45-degree angle, and shot a three-pointer.

Lan Mo also chased after him and jumped with all his strength, but unfortunately lost his center of gravity in mid-air.

"Fuck!"

with a snap.

Lan Mo's right hand hit Phil's hand, and he scored the goal.

"Nets, number seven! Thug foul."

Lan Mo put his hands on his hips, feeling a little upset, and gave them a point for nothing.

And Phil Buckle stood proudly on the free throw line, looking at Lan Mo with a slightly mocking look in his eyes.

"Sorry, I accept this point!"

wipe.

The basketball was wiped and scored, and now the Warriors have surpassed the Nets.

Not to be outdone, Lan Mo secretly decided to get back the lost points.

He lunges quickly, a Samgold, and shakes Poole away.

"Don't think about it!"

"come!"

No matter how Lan Mo dribbles, Phil can stand on his offensive point ahead of time, just not letting him get any closer.

Lan Mo frowned, he kept looking for opportunities with his back on his hips.

"It should be enough luck, you!"

Phil rushed over to steal, Lan Mo had no choice but to join the ball, and pushed the basketball to the left with his right hand.

Phil Buckle's eyes widened, and two possibilities appeared in his mind.

"Pass, shoot?"

In the end, he chose to shoot. According to his personal opinion, the leader of the team like Lan Mo must prefer to score.

Passing the ball should not be the boss's idea, but things backfired. What Lan Mo likes is teamwork.

Bridges came out from the right side, shrugged off Kuminga, and then caught Lan Mo's back kick pass.

"nice shot!"

Vaughan sits in a chair, fists clenched, watching Bridges score a layup.

Phil's expression changed, Lan Mo actually passed the ball, but just now his feet were also ready to shoot.

[Idiot!You trust your own judgment too much! 】

Yin Nao cursed in his heart, Phil gritted his teeth and nodded.

It seems that they need to be more cautious, but the advantage is still in their hands.

"Woooooo!!!"

pause!

The Nets called a timeout, the Warriors stopped dribbling, and Poole made a three-pointer.

It fell into the net with a swipe.

Lan Mo and the others walked back to the court. Lan Mo looked at the coach and expressed his inner thoughts.

"Coach, I have to play more time in this game!"

Vaughn tilted his head in doubt, like a black marinated egg.

"Are you crazy? This will exhaust you!" The implication is that Lan Mo, don't even think about it, just finish your playing time honestly.

In an instant, Lan Mo's emotions became very agitated, and those Chicheng eyes seemed to express his firm determination to Vaughn.

"Are you worried that we will lose?"

Ding Weidi pulled Lan Mo away from the side, and expressed his guess about Lan Mo's actions in his heart.

Lan Mo nodded heavily. If he didn't play, the Nets would not be able to beat the Warriors.

Just because they have a monster with dual systems and Curry technology in their hands.

Phil took a sip of water and nodded to Lan Mo.

"Oh, are you afraid of me?"

[Then let him feel the unprecedented fear haha! 】

Ultrain also started to get excited, because it hasn't been too long since the two merged, so Phil didn't sweep 10% of Ultrain's development.

This is also the reason why his insightful eye failed to fully analyze Lan Mo's next move.

Lan Mo took a deep breath, let alone whether he was exhausted or not, if he really lost this game, he would really die.

"Are you sure?"

"Even if we lose a game now, it won't have the slightest impact on the team's ranking."

"Well, I must go."

The timeout ended, except for Lan Mo and Clarkston, everyone else was replaced.

The Warriors sent a corner kick, Rooney Poole kicked it to Phil, and Phil dribbled Simmons around his back.

Immediately afterwards, he accelerated to the inside, and took off to dunk.

"Don't think about it!"

O'Neal stepped forward to block the shot. He was about to catch the basketball, but he saw Phil spin in the air and pull the bar for a layup.

The bodies of the two were put together, and this difficult goal was still scored.

After landing, Phil, who lost his center of gravity, slid back a few steps.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

He shook his finger at O'Neill, mocking his incompetence with disdain.

"you!"

"Don't worry!"

Lan Mo came over and patted O'Neill on the shoulder to signal him not to be impatient and to calm down.

The boss of the team has said so, so I can only suppress my anger.

"then!"

Simmons resisted the offense, pushed Poole away, then drove to the basket, and the ball was cut off as soon as he took off.

"Wang Defa!"

Phil hugged the basketball excitedly and passed it to Kuminga, who accelerated his breakthrough.

Under the attack of O'Neill and Yuta Watanabe when they were young, they reached the backcourt.

He put his hands together and was about to give everyone a slam dunk to add to the fun, but he heard someone yelling behind him.

"Watch your back!"

"what?"

Kuminga has already taken off, holding the basketball with one hand and preparing to dunk with one hand.

Snapped!

It wasn't the sound of the basketball clasping the rim, but someone capped it and hit the backboard.

Like a ghost, Lan Mo rushed behind him and flew the ball with his cap.

It can be clearly seen from the playback that after Simmons made a mistake, Lan Mo immediately ran back to defend.

He gradually ran from the right to the middle, and that was Kuminga who had just come out from the left, with only one purpose in mind was to dunk.

That's why he didn't notice that the sixth son, Lan Mo, had already run behind him.

After landing, Lan Mo hadn't got up in Kuminga yet, so he picked up the basketball by himself and accelerated his attack again.

"Prevent!"

Phil ran to defend Lan Mo, but Lan Mo first faced Poole, took a shuffling step, and then used a crossover to pass him.

"Oops!"

boom.

Phil's eyes were all on Lan Mo's body, so that he didn't notice Xiaotian who appeared beside him.

He bumped his head into his arms, Yuta Watanabe supported him, and Phil could only watch as Lan Mo stood in the bottom corner and shot.

After making the shot, he showed a satisfied smile, only to hear a "swipe", and a precise hollow shot into the net.

Lan Mo ran back to the defense slowly, he pointed to the sky with one hand, and swore that he was going to start a counterattack.

"No, I can't be so careless anymore."

Phil took the ball and dribbled forward while thinking about this question.

The eye of insight is good, but it must be placed on one person, and it is not able to gain insight into the overall game.

The Seeing Eye cannot warn him if someone is not within his line of sight.

"Damn it!"

Phil got pressured, he slammed to the right, then turned around for a jumper.

"Don't think about it!"

Lan Mo came out from the left like a ghost again.

One minute ago, after scoring that three-pointer, Lan Mo integrated the perceived clues in his mind.

"He, shouldn't he be unable to predict the people outside his vision?"