In the third quarter, Penns faced Alan Houston the ninth time.

After the game test, Houston's defense can be said to be no threat to him at all, and the real difficulty is not here.

Penns broke into the heart of the piston many times, and their defenses had a clear sense of layering. Although there was an invasion of foreign enemies, they were not panicked inside. This kind of discipline was rare.

The defense of the running and bomb team is generally poor, but the Pistons are the heresy among them.

Judging from the defensive data, their average points per game ranks at the bottom of the league: they lost 109 points per game.

This is a confusing data because this data does not reflect their true defensive level.

When Momonchen, Houston, Hill, Rashid, and Wallace were on the court, no team in the league had better defense than them.

Moreover, they will relax their defense at the right time, not because of carelessness or other reasons, but simply to take a breath or let their opponents relax their vigilance.

Once the opponent really does what they want and relaxes their strength, they will suddenly change their faces and turn against others.

Penns easily dribbled through Houston, and behind the Central Poker King, Hill was guarded by Devil Mountain, and Penns forced Penns to pass the ball out.

bj Armstrong has a violent character like a lion. When he met Mo Mengchen, he was as obedient as a fat orange cat, and he could not get angry at all.

It’s not that you don’t want it, but that you can’t.

The pressure Mo Mengchen put on him on the defensive end was unexpected. In the two quarters against him, BJ can understand why Darrell collapsed.

"Come on, old man, aren't you very good at fighting?" Mo Mengchen fought hard on him, "I'm deeply impressed by your loud voice!"

The pressure Mo Mengchen puts on the opponent on the defensive end is similar to Jordan.

His defense may not be as strong as Jordan, but with the confrontation and unheard trash words, it is no worse than Jordan, who won three consecutive championships in the first phase.

Jordan at that time was recognized as difficult to get along with.

Not only did he treat his teammates seriously, but as the season deepened, he would be so angry that anyone could not raise his head if he made a little mistake.

Later, he achieved three consecutive championships, Dugu Qiu lost, and retired at the peak to play baseball. However, the gods in the basketball world could only stay in the minor leagues in the baseball circle, and he also experienced the sufferings of the world.

Jordan, who won three consecutive championships in the second period, was more considerate of his teammates because he knew the difficulty of mortals.

But BJ never had a teammate with Jordan like that. Jordan's image in his heart was forever in 1993.

Mo Mengchen, now I give bj the same feeling.

"Don't you like to fight?" Mo Mengchen's movements wandered around the edge of the foul. His eyes were always on the referee. As long as the referee was distracted, he would give Armstrong a heavy blow.

Such defensive pressure makes it difficult to move. Armstrong jumps through Van Horn. He is forced by Momonchen and has no choice but to make a mistake in the pass.

Van Horn must at least have the bounce height of Jordan to receive this pass.

The basketball flew over his head and fell out of bounds.

"You can make mistakes with such a simple pass, it's time for you to retire." Mo Mengchen chased Armstrong and bombarded him.

Armstrong was furious: "Shut up, I have three rings, what do you have? Shut up your fucking stinky mouth!"

He thought that taking out the ring would make Mo Mengchen shut up.

He was wrong.

Mo Mengchen had a rare sarcastic expression on his face, and he looked at Armstrong with a particularly pitiful look: "It took him ten years to fight with NBA to get three rings? Your career is really full of sorrow."

Armstrong was furious and the conflict between the two was about to break out.

Penns rushed over and blocked the middle and said to Mo Mengchen, "Don't say a few less words."

Mo Mengchen didn't mean to stop: "You like to show kindness to your enemies so much. I just reciprocate and let a sad old man retire as soon as possible. This is the kindness I give to him."

"You arrogant Australian, you don't even have a ring, I x!#..." Armstrong was out of control.

Another good comrade is out of control.

Daly stared at Mo Mengchen fiercely. This person's conscience was really bad.

If this continues, after one game, the Magic will probably not even be able to find a person who matches Mo Mengchen.

No matter who changes the number 1 position, it will be given away.

He could only hope that BJ Armstrong would calm down. He was a ten-year-old NBA veteran, so why couldn't he withstand the stimulation?

Although Daley thought so, he was not disappointed with Armstrong.

It is normal for Mo Mengchen to have a reputation, but he can't help it.

bj Armstrong has a hot personality and pays attention to self-cultivation when he gets older. He is relatively calm on the court, but when he meets a guy like Mo Mengchen, how good is he able to hold back that?

Dali knew about Mo Mengchen's "glorious" deeds.

He was really not surprised that this happened.

I just hate that their No. 1 reserves are too small.

There are three minutes left in the third quarter, and the score is 78 to 63.

The difference between the two variance is 15 points.

In the frontcourt, Armstrong's eyes looked like Mo Meng's dust turned green, his eyes were filled with irreconcilable anger, and he took the initiative to find a few confrontations.

Mo Mengchen originally wanted to pass the ball out and squirt a few trash words, but he didn't expect that this old guy was arrogant and took the initiative to fight. Isn't this forcing him to commit a crime?

The murderous aura flashed across Mo Mengchen's face, and his response to Armstrong who had lost his mind was even more rude.

Armstrong crashed into Mo Mengchen's body hard. This scene was just a normal confrontation in the eyes of the referee, because Mo Mengchen's reaction was too calm.

If the confrontation is too intense, he can't keep the balance so well, right?

There is no problem with the referee's understanding.

They just underestimated Mo Mengchen's core strength. Armstrong was shocked after the collision. Mo Mengchen was silent and his murderous intention was revealed in an instant. He lowered his body and stepped on the front with an unhappy but steady steps. It was Armstrong's left hand.

Armstrong could still react, but Mo Mengchen's body advantage was too obvious.

In a blink of an eye, Armstrong was knocked down on the spot.

Momonchen rushed into the basket like a tank. He was not known for his physical fitness, and under the assistance of Hores Grant, he made a simple trolley and hit the board.

80 to 63

The difference of 17 points is enough to illustrate the problem. Mo Mengchen's expression was gloomy. He ran to Armstrong and smiled coldly, "Don't blame me for bullying the old man."

Armstrong was so frustrated that although he had been fighting in the NBA for ten years, Mo Mengchen regarded him as an old man in his forties.

No matter what, he is only 32 years old!

Old man with mouth open, shut up, fuck, this bastard!

Armstrong was full of anger, but the anger could not help him forget what had just happened.

How Mo Mengchen resisted his confrontation and easily knocked him away to score was happening more than ten seconds ago.

No matter how aggressive he is, the gap is so big, it can no longer be made up by will.

It's like this game where the more you play, the more desperate it becomes.

Magic only has one advantage, and in addition to four main players, Pistons have a good advantage in changing to a substitute to the Magic's substitute.

This inevitably reminds people of the 76ers in the first round.

It was also a one-man team, Iverson played gorgeous data and the team was struck out.

The Magic's situation is not much different from the 76ers. Hardaway's personal ability is stronger than Iverson, so what?

In a blink of an eye, the penny's pass, whose physical strength had declined, made another mistake.

Armstrong wanted to stop Momonchen's fast attack, and then the distance between them grew larger and larger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The horror in bj Armstrong's heart is hard to describe in words.

He not only lost his height.

Strength, speed, skills, mind, no matter what you want, Mo Mengchen can suppress him.

Mo Mengchen chased the basketball and advanced at a faster speed.

“Too fast!”

This speed has been shown in last year's Eastern Conference Finals. Mo Mengchen usually does not show any signs of mountains or leaks, and occasionally shows his mightyness, which makes people stare at it.

He ran to the frontcourt at a speed but did not make a layup.

Outside the three-point line,

Momeng dust is pulled up,

Three points flew out, cheering the audience, and hit the hollow!

"83 to 63!"

“Detroit has a lead of 20 points!”

"There are fifty seconds left in the third quarter, Paul Westfall replaced Dor.mo and Grant Hill!"

"That may be a bit hurtful, but if we still want to see Dor.mo and Grant Hill play, we have to ask Orlando to perform better."

18 points, 11 rebounds, 14 assists.
To be continued...