The next day, in the training hall provided by the Hawks, the Pistons played a fierce confrontation game.

The intensity of this confrontation is unimaginable. This is a confrontation with the purpose of maintaining its state. In order to avoid unnecessary injuries, the coaching staff usually limits the confrontation of players, but here, confrontation is the theme, confrontation is the core, confrontation is everything.

Momonchen vs. Dumas, Houston vs. Curry, and Hill vs. Don Reed.

Mo Mengchen was broken through by Dumas again and again.

In order to save energy, Ratliff's assistance was not in place, and he was scolded by Mo Mengchen.

"I need you to focus on the game!" Mo Mengchen roared.

Ratliff had some misunderstandings: "But...Mo, you can obviously defend them during the game."

“Because I increased the confrontation,” Mo Mengchen explained, “if you think I can freeze my opponent every night, you’re wrong.”

Mo Mengchen said: "I need you to take all your strength to deal with the confrontation, you must stop JD!"

"yes!"

Ratliff roared and began to take it seriously.

Dumas began to encounter difficulties, and Ratliff did not regard him as the team soul, just like an enemy, wishing to cover every ball of his.

There was a goal that Dumas had already knocked him away, and Ratliff still waved his hand and hit Dumas in the cheek.

This intensity has exceeded the coaching staff's plan.

"What are you doing? Can't tell the difference between me?" Collins scolded.

Ratliff didn't say anything and stretched out his hand to Dumas.

Dumas covered his mouth and said to Kenny Smith, who was standing beside him: "Come up and take me for a while."

Smith's sausage mouth was accompanied by a reluctant shout: "I will be murdered by these young people who are not very light!"

Dumas covered his mouth and looked at Ratliff, who was a little apology and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

I fucking miss this feeling.

Dumas said in his heart and changed his clothes with Smith.

Inevitably, Dumas still bleeded in his mouth. Ratliff was so exhausted that he hit him in the face.

Someone has been injured, but the intensity has not decreased.

Collins' words didn't work. He heard Mo Mengchen's roar. Yes, this incident reminded him again, whose team this is.

That person's right to speak out is above everything here.

Collins was both angry and unwilling to give up, but he was powerless to stop him. The person who was attracted by him and brought into the team with his own hands has now become the backbone of the entire team.

If he is given another chance, will he bring Mo Mengchen into the team?

He still does, but he will be together with Mo Mengchen from the beginning.

He will find ways to be his best friend, rather than a simple coach and player relationship.

Unfortunately, he never had a chance again.

Collins had a premonition that this tough and tough man would one day make the world wide eyes.

He walked away, unwilling to watch this uninfluenced confrontation again.

"Swish!"

Alan Houston won the Blacks with a desperate three-pointer.

He raised his fingers of the ball and imitated Mutombo's tone and said to the White Team led by Mo Mengchen: "NONONO, how can you win? The great ones I will never allow this to happen."

"Don't be proud, isn't it just a game?" Reed kicked the ball away.

"Sometimes, a game can determine a lot." Houston paid tribute to the sophomore led by Momonchen, "Remember this moment!"

This ball seems to mean a lot.

Game2

In order to find out whether Wilkens's words affected the referee, Mo Mengchen made a high-intensity frontcourt press against Brelock at the beginning.

The whistle did not appear at the first time.

Brelock is not used to such defense.

"He fouled!" Wilkens's pressure forced the referee to make a choice.

"Beep!"

The referee's whistle sounded, and this judgment showed that Mo Mengchen could not make such a defense in the future.

A chain of tricks will be interrupted if one of them is missing. Mo Mengchen's defense against Brelock is pressing and pressure as a supplement, and then uses prediction and outstanding lateral movement to make judgments.

If he cannot put pressure on his face, his defense will be ruined.

Brelock was not afraid of just by predicting and moving his steps.

Mo Mengchen gestured to the people behind him to help them pay attention to their defense, so the piston returned to the rhythm of the past, and there was someone who would prepare to make up for the leaks behind Mo Mengchen at any time.

Once you return to the previous rhythm, the Eagle's system becomes complete.

They can play the genuine second and third system, Brelock restores freedom and starts to take the initiative to attack.

In the first quarter, they relied on their home court and fired all the way, hitting the Pistons 27-17.

"Dor.Mo's defense was only a flash in Game 1, and Muqi is alive!"

In the second quarter, Hill, who realized that the situation was wrong, stood up and scored consecutive points.

He first hit a three-pointer that was completely empty by his opponent, and then helped Mo Mengchen assist in defense on the defensive end, blocking Brelock's counterattack.

After scoring 5 points in a row, Wilkens made a gesture and asked Brelock to feed Mutombo, so that he could break the game.

Mutombo's skills are very rough. Although he can still make a living at a low position with a zombie hook, overall, he is still a rough guy with incomplete methods, especially when he has no touch, his hooking fails.

Hill, who came down to earth, took the rebound, took the devil's steps, danced with his wings, and flew up and made another dunk.

I scored 7 points in less than two minutes.

He stopped the Eagle with his personal ability.

Wilkens asked for a timeout and adjusted it, and then let the others pull it apart. It was still a single, but the executor became Steve Smith who was more confident.

His singles helped the Hawks stabilize their position, Hill fell into the positional battle, and no one would let him go of his breakthrough space.

The Hawks have become close to their body, and this defense has made him more at will. The first step in the League of Legends took, and no one could stop outside the penalty area. In the penalty area, the African mountains began to remind people of him once fanning out 31 goals in a series, helping the team successfully complete the first Black Eight assisting defense of the Devil.

"Bang!"

Hill was blocked and the Eagle counterattacked.

The form is reversed again.

Hill failed to help the team change the situation in half.

48 to 33

At halftime, the Pistons trailed the Hawks by 15 points.

"Tonight, these people seem to have changed individuals." Brooke said in surprise.

Petty, who also sat in the guest seat, said, "Yes, they used the referee, which is very similar to the old man in Boston."

In the second half, Mo Mengchen's three-pointer at the top of the arc symbolized the prelude of the Pistons' counterattack.

Then, Alan Houston hit shots from various positions like crazy.

Bypass the bottom corner, cut out the three-point line, shoot, and hit.

He suddenly broke free from the low post, received Barkley's cover, and caught the free throw line and shot again.

The tactics were locked, and the whole team had no chance. He took the buzzer-beating shot from the outside of the three-point line, but he still made the move.

"This guy suddenly went crazy!"

Houston scored 21 points in a row in a terrifying seven-game series, and with his own ability, he forced himself to fill the pit of 15 points.

Then, the momentum of the piston began to become uncontrollable.

Hill took over the offense, and Barkley took over the offense.

Mo Mengchen seemed to have a pair of eyes that could sense the feel. Whoever felt better would crazily stuff the ball to the man until he lost it.

At the end of the third quarter, the Pistons ignored the Hawks' timeouts and went from falling behind by 15 to overtaking by 14 points.

Wilkens has coached for decades and has rarely seen such a reversal. Within one quarter, the situation changed drastically.

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, Mo Mengchen dribbled the ball to the frontcourt. Brelock had time to step forward and gave a large open space.

Momon Chen collects the ball.

Brelock was shocked and rushed out.

"Beep!"

Brelock made a three-pointer foul.
To be continued...