Chapter 152 The "Martial Saint" loses his temper, grabs the throat and throws the opponent
Chapter 152 The "Martial Saint" loses his temper, grabs the throat and throws the opponent
Reggie Miller, speaking at an astonishing pace and with passionate commentary, became increasingly alarmed as he watched Su Hao's attack unfold.
"Yes."
Kamara chimed in, "Those sharp footwork and feints, constantly shaking off the defense before finishing the attack."
This was a truly pleasing attack.
This has absolutely nothing to do with Su Hao's previous violent basketball style.
This even has a hint of... Hakeem Olajuwon's "Dream Steps".
What... what's going on?!
The two commentators didn't understand.
Even the fans were confused.
Only the Bobcats players knew that Su Hao played with such finesse because of their intense defense.
but.
"Crab meat?!"
Larry Brown was at his wits' end. "I double-teamed Su Hao because I wanted him to pass the ball out and not stay in the paint."
But he turned out to be quite different.
They forced their way into the attack, using techniques like "dream footwork" to constantly shake off my players before finishing the attack.
Growth in adversity?!
Instead of a successful double-team, they gifted him a "dream move"?!
Is this how you play a competition?!
Larry Brown was stunned.
"woooow~"
Curry rubbed his eyes hard, then patted his cheeks. After confirming it was real, he exclaimed in disbelief, "That...that's the Dream Shake! When did Sue learn that???"
"Dreamlike Steps!"
David Lee's first reaction was the same as Curry's: "One-on-one, Sue can use pure talent to attack his head unreasonably."
One-to-many.
Su also has footwork and skills, and can shake off his opponents and still score.
But...when did he develop such agility? His footwork is even better than mine, it's like "dreamlike footwork."
"What magnificent footsteps!"
Camby and Jordan on the bench were also stunned.
As centers, the two knew very well how difficult it was for Su Hao, a 400-pound center, to have such agile footwork.
"Beep!"
Coach Larry Brown saw Su Hao score repeatedly with his "dream footwork" even when he was double-teamed, so he immediately called a timeout.
We must slow down Su Hao's unstoppable offensive under his magnificent pace.
Clippers bench.
"Su, what's going on? What's with your footsteps?!"
Curry voiced what everyone was thinking.
"what……"
Su Hao scratched his head and gave an embarrassed smile.
Just as he was about to make up a reason, David Lee said, "It must be the Bobcats' continuous double-teaming by 2-3 people that forced Su Hao to grow."
Rapid growth amidst adversity.
Only after mastering the "dream footwork" can one use agile footwork to dodge one defender after another and then score the ball.
"This...this is a bit too perverted."
DeAndre Jordan couldn't believe it.
Su Hao nodded frantically, as if he had grasped a lifeline, "I just want to score points, I can't keep being restricted."
Then... his feet inexplicably moved, and he scored.
The reason was made up by David Lee. If you don't believe it, blame David Lee, not me.
"Hahaha!"
Coach Dunleavy laughed, "I knew it! I was wondering why Su Hao's footwork was suddenly so agile and unpredictable. It turns out he had a flash of inspiration and managed to escape from a desperate situation."
OK OK.
The lynx's attempt to lock down Su Hao actually gave him an additional footwork ability, which is fantastic.
"???"
Su Hao was stunned. "You believed that just like that?"
"???"
DeAndre Jordan was also completely baffled. "This works? That doesn't make sense. Footwork skills require daily learning and training."
This is so powerful all of a sudden.
"In the mint, right?!"
"In the Ganges!"
Curry, completely convinced, nodded repeatedly. "Adversity makes people grow rapidly. Such things do happen, but most people don't have them."
But Su is different.
His talent is good enough; if it's him, then it makes sense.
Coach Zhang exclaimed that he was an expert.
Su Hao remained silent, letting them say whatever they wanted, as long as they didn't keep pressing him about it. Anyway... the reward from the system mission was: "Dreamy Footsteps".
That's something I would never say.
soon.
Pause back.
The Bobcats players are increasingly wary of Su Hao, who uses his "dream footwork" to repeatedly outmaneuver Bobcats players and score.
He possesses unparalleled talent, exceptional footwork skills, and a "skyhook" on the perimeter.
How are we supposed to defend against that?!
It's impossible to prevent any damage.
Unable to break through Su Hao's defense or stop his attacks, "Martial Saint" Jackson grew increasingly frustrated!
The movements became increasingly exaggerated.
During one offensive play, he elbowed Rasul in the chin, earning a flagrant foul 1.
Rasul was annoyed and rushed up to fight Jackson, while the "Martial Saint" thought it was a normal confrontation and just made a few overly aggressive moves.
That's not a bit cowardly either.
The two sides nearly clashed.
After the minor incident subsided, Su Hao immediately found Jackson by mistake and, in the ensuing struggle, knocked him flying and knocked him to the ground.
then.
"boom!"
It was as if he was stepping on him, and he slammed the ball into him.
"Handsome!"
Rasul thoroughly enjoyed watching it.
Su Hao returned to the field and gave Rasul a high five, the message being: if you dare to mess with my teammate, then be prepared to be humiliated.
This is not over yet.
A minute later, Su Hao scored again, knocking Jackson seven or eight steps forward once more, only to be pulled away by his teammates.
He might fall out of bounds and land on the cameraman under the basket.
This is very embarrassing.
This still hurts a lot.
That's... the force of a 300-kilogram bench press. A center putting that force on a swingman is really unbearable.
That really hurt.
"hateful!"
Jackson was panting heavily, his face a mask of pain, feeling as if his bones were about to fall apart, aching terribly.
But misfortunes never come singly.
In the midst of a transition to offense.
Su Hao, with his long arms outstretched, jumped lightly at the top of the arc and caught the basketball that Jackson had dropped to Muhammad under the basket.
high.
That's really impressive.
"Whoosh!"
Su Hao took the ball and sprinted forward.
The sight of a giant, 2.3 meters tall and weighing 400 kilograms, pushing back is enough to be awe-inspiring.
The earth seemed to be trembling violently.
"so tall?"
Jackson, who had been kicked once again, gritted his teeth and glared at Su Hao. If kicking someone to death was possible, Su Hao would have been gone long ago.
But there was no time to think too much.
Jackson turned and chased after him.
Center Su Hao and Jackson sprinted across the frontcourt, a scene that looked bizarre and abrupt.
Jackson, a talented swingman with decent speed, managed to catch up despite his off-ball movement.
The two ran almost side by side.
Jackson was trying to steal the ball.
Su Hao didn't even glance at him, and continued forward... He gave Jackson a light tap on the shoulder, though the force seemed very light.
but.
Jackson, however, couldn't keep up at all. He immediately lost his balance and lunged forward, swaying and about to fall.
Su Hao also shook him off.
Jackson had a good enough center of gravity and didn't fall. After lurching seven or eight steps, he managed to regain his balance.
It kept rushing forward.
He's not far behind Su Hao.
Seeing Su Hao about to challenge him one-on-one at the basket, Jackson's eyes flashed with a cold light. "I've already told you, you won't score against me!!!"
sound off.
Just as Su Hao raised the torch, ready to set the sky ablaze, Jackson grabbed Su Hao's throat from behind with both hands!
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