NBA Opening Draw To Twilight Shaquille O’Neal: Chapter 93 air combat

"The beginning of the NBA draws the twilight O'Neal (

"Dude, what are you doing? You've been detained by a jerk."

After Griffin picked up the ball and handed it to Jordan, he said with some dissatisfaction.

"I, I didn't expect that guy to buckle so boldly, and he didn't react for a while."

Little Jordan explained awkwardly.

In his heart, Jordan may also be more inclined to this explanation, he is reluctant to believe that he has failed to guard against a notoriously softball in the league.

"Really, be careful next time."

Time is limited, and Griffin is not good to continue to complain.

After Paul on the other side stepped forward to encourage him, he received the ball and continued the game after halftime.

"Shaquille, this should be the first time we've seen LaMarcus complete this level of dunk in actual combat. This kind of momentum is completely inconsistent with his past!"

"Well, if it wasn't for a different skin color, I would have thought it was Blake Griffin on the opposite side."

While O'Neal and Kenneth Meath were chatting, Paul dribbled the ball across the half court again.

After some cross pick-and-roll, he broke through to the inside.

It's just that there are too many defenders inside, and Paul doesn't want to take the risk to complete a layup.

With a glance from the corner of his eye, after seeing Jordan who was following up on the flank, he moved in his heart and instantly changed the layup to throwing the ball.

Jordan suddenly started, ignoring the defenses of Aldridge and Wang Zelin with a fierce dunk.

"boom!"

"Wow~Oh~!!!"

The long-awaited City of Space show finally came out, and the Clippers fans at Staples burst into cheers.

"Fuck him, DeAndre!"

"The strength of this captain is really outstanding, he will definitely bring the team to a new level."

"And Blake, I can't wait to see his basket-frying performance!"

After the strength of one deduction and two, Jordan defiantly returned to Aldridge.

As for Wang Zelin, sorry, he was just passing by.

"LaMarcus, it's all your fault for blocking me just now, otherwise I'll definitely be able to block him."

As strong as the basketball **** Jordan, he has been dunked in his career. After Wang Zelin entered the NBA, he was ready to become a background board.

Not everyone has a morbid self-esteem like O'Neal, and would rather foul than allow himself to be detained.

Carter told everyone with a practical action that anyone who dares to challenge this big shark may pay the price of career reimbursement.

Of course, Wang Zelin said that he could accept the buckle, but he couldn't bear such insulting actions as riding the buckle.

"Okay, it's my pot!"

After feeling the resentment emanating from behind him, Aldridge replied embarrassingly.

He knew that the reason why Wang Zelin was blocked just now was largely because he was in the front.

Since one has been detained, of course it must be returned.

In the frontcourt, Wang Zelin began to use his physical advantages to move quickly, and after performing a high-level pick-and-roll with Lillard as usual, he quickly made a high-level order.

Lillard's pass arrived immediately. After receiving the pass, Wang Zelin dribbled the ball again, and after entering the paint area, he quickly combined the ball to prepare for a dunk.

It was Jordan who was defending the penalty area, and Griffin on the other side hurriedly came over, trying to stop Wang Zelin.

"hey-hey!"

Wang Zelin showed a brutal smile, took a heavy step forward after closing the ball, and jumped directly to meet the two defensively.

"Boom!"

In mid-air, Wang Zelin collided with Jordan and Griffin at the same time, and everyone witnessed this shocking scene full of male hormones.

On the court, no amount of goals scored or points scored in other ways, and no amount of morale has been boosted by a single dunk.

If there is, it must be a more brutal dunk.

There is no imagined so-called evenness, let alone the so-called cover.

Encountering Wang Zelin's league's top tonnage and terrifying power, coupled with the gold-level dunking Tianzun's talent skills, Jordan and Griffin had no resistance to the Clippers' inside line combination, and were crushed by Wang Zelin's chest. The two fell backwards at the same time.

After a short stay in the air, the basketball in Wang Zelin's hand was like a huge meteorite falling from the sky, smashing towards the basket ruthlessly.

"boom!"

??? "Clap clap clap!"

The basketball hits the ground straight and bounces high, a shot that perfectly showcases the violent beauty of a dunk.

The steady and powerful dunk sound resounded throughout the stadium, making the entire Staples Arena instantly quiet.

"Hoohoho!!!"

After landing, Wang Zelin glared at Jordan and Griffin with the pupil of death, and pulled the jersey with his right hand and roared wildly at the surrounding Clippers fans, showing the four characters of domineering side leakage incisively and vividly.

"Wow oh oh! Myking saw a dunk that was exaggerated to the extreme, look at his figure, look at the Naha Wangbu, does it look like the great Shaquille!"

O'Neal once again made a funny and strange cry.

"This is a wonderful dunk feast. The two sides staged three extremely violent and beautiful dunks for us at the beginning of the game."

"Especially Wang's dunk. If this ball is not included in the top ten **** of the season selected at the end of the season, I will never admit it!"

Kenny Smith tore the report in his hand and flew it all over the sky, expressing his inner excitement with all the exaggerated expressions and movements he knew in his life.

In a luxurious private room inside the arena, Lakers players are watching the game.

After the goal was scored, a big white man jumped up from his seat excitedly, the juice in his hand spilled on the ground, and a lot of it splashed on the teammates next to him.

"Thick gift crab, Blake, you also have today, you deserve it!"

"It is now officially announced that I am a loyal fan of King."

The guy who was so excited that he spilled the juice was the background board of countless NBA players - Pau Gasol!

"Paul, let me just say, today's game will definitely surprise us, don't you think it's coming?"

Kobe on the side wiped the yellow liquid on his face and smelled it... it was orange juice.

But he didn't care, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at player No. 36 on the huge LCD TV in front of him.

"Waiting for me in the playoffs?"

"really interesting!"

Thinking of what the young man said to him before, it seemed as if everything was still in his ears.

See you in the playoffs then!

Kobe Bryant's interest in Wang Zelin suddenly reached an unprecedented height~~ Second only to the eldest wife.

...

Although the ball just now can be called a foul, I don't know whether it was because the Clippers were at home, or because the death of Jordan and Griffin was too tragic, the referee did not call a defensive foul.

But the impact of this dunk was still too great, Clippers coach Vinid Nagro quickly called a timeout.

With the help of his teammates, Jordan and Griffin finally stood up.

Looking at the back of No. 36 who was back on defense, Jordan and other teammates were full of horror, and Griffin's eyes also showed a bit of shock, but what followed was monstrous anger.

"Fake! Fake! Fake!"

"Damn Asians, dare to detain me!"

On the way to the rest area, Griffin was still cursing.

"Wang, don't you know that after you succeeded in dunking just now, the surrounding Los Angeles people were stunned, holding their heads like dumb."

After so many games, the teammates thought they were accustomed to Wang Zelin's blasting performance, but today's scene still refreshed their cognitive upper limit.

It turned out that the grandiose performance of Shaq O'Neal carrying two or three people forcibly dunked actually existed, and it has reappeared in the NBA.

"Presumably after this game, there is absolutely no second answer about who is the first dunker in the league."

Hickson's words won the unanimous approval of his teammates.

"Brothers, the feast has just begun, and we have to continue to thank the host."

"Hahaha!"

"Continue to detain him and let them know who is the real Air Pickup City."

"..."

Hearing Wang Zelin's words, everyone burst into laughter.

The timeout ends and the game continues.

Under Paul's organization, the Clippers players turned on the hyperemia mode, and one by one played their due performance.

Jordan and Griffin each made a dunk in the back.

But unfortunately, compared with Wang Zelin's shot, it seems a bit dull.

If the Clippers are in a state of hyperemia, then the Blazers are like stimulants, and everyone is completely activated.

Even the substitute players will occasionally deduct a few times. Although Wang Zelin and Griffin are such super deductors, their level is not enough, but they still won the applause.

In addition to the Clippers fans, whether it was the commentator or the audience in front of the TV, they were all excited.

"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

"This is a real matchup between the cities of the snatch. It's an indescribable dunk feast!"

"Treasure it well, this kind of competition can be encountered but not sought after. If I want to see it next time, I don't know what year and month it will be!"

The two teams were attacking each other, and the pace of the game was very fast.

2 minutes before the end of the second quarter ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The Blazers lead the Clippers by 7 points with 58:51.

Seeing that the lead was not small, Coach Terry replaced the main lineup that had played for more than ten minutes and let Lillard and Hickson lead the bench.

"Iron man is good, when will I be able to last this long?"

The tired Wang Zelin looked at Lillard who was still alive and well, and his heart was full of envy.

In the last 37 seconds of the first half, Hickson, who made two domineering dunks in succession at the basket, helped the team widen the point difference to 11 points. Griffin.

"Come on, little sandwich biscuits, if you have the ability, deduct me one!"

This remark is obviously aimed at the characteristics of Griffin's black identity and white skin, and he succeeded in scolding it as soon as he exported it.

"Just show it to me, I'm going to dunk on your head in a while!"

That No. 36 dares to provoke himself, even if you don't have the courage to be a substitute who can't be named?

"Warcraft is Warcraft, and it's ridiculous to have to add white, no wonder it can't compare to Howard."

Hickson was arrogant and continued to provocatively.

"Enough JJ, you don't have the strength of the king, be careful that you won't be able to come down the stage for a while."

Looking at Hickson, who was getting more and more swollen, Lillard couldn't listen anymore, and hurried up to hold him.

"I'm right again, isn't that kid just a sandwich cookie?"

Hickson continued to reply indifferently.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

Griffin hadn't gone far, and after hearing this, he turned his head with a heavy gasp.

"It's over, I hope you won't be detained too badly for a while!"

Lillard reluctantly held his forehead with one hand, took the ball and dribbled it to the front court.