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Chapter 1117 The Final Moment of Life and Death(2/2)

"Oh! After the king played with Little Jordan, he was like a toy in front of the king, placed and played with at will."

Duan Ran said excitedly.

"Hey, the last quarter has just begun. Jordan will feel better later."

Ke Fan was enjoying himself on the sidelines.

The camera goes to Staples Center.

The originally fanatical fans became mute in an instant. It was not until Wang Zelin scored that they reacted and kept booing.

At this moment, Little Jordan felt the most vicious malice in the world. Why should he encounter such a monster?

When faced with this kind of guy, Jordan can't beat him on or off the court. What can he do? He can't stage a real PK, so he can only passively accept it.

When Wang Zelin faced Jordan, he was not only overwhelmed technically, but also had natural misalignment physically.

No matter how modern basketball develops, it will always be easier for a big player to play a small player than a small player to play a big player, because when the small player is playing, the guards have to do some advanced dribbling. If the opponent's big player moves fast enough, they will have to match a few

A difficult layup or shot, but the big guy...

To put it bluntly: Your defense is very good, but what does that have to do with me?

In the face of absolute physical talent, even the seven-foot-long Jordan Jordan could hardly cause any interference to Wang Zelin.

The Clippers mainly play positional battles on the court. After Griffin was positioned to ask for the ball, he actively tapped Jokic, and then followed up with a semi-hook shot. Although the whole set of actions looked a bit rigid and not even too flashy.

A brilliant extra point, but it also gave the Clippers two points.

It really goes with that saying, it doesn’t matter if a cat is black or white, if it can catch mice, it is a good cat.

101:94.

It's the Blazers' turn to attack.

Rondo used a full-court press on Beverley from the backcourt, just to find the latter's mistakes and complete the counterattack.

Seeing that the eight-second violation was about to occur, Wang Zelin quickly came to the logo area to respond and took the ball from Beverley.

At this time, Griffin was defending Wang Zelin.

Since the height difference between Griffin and Wang Zelin was even greater, Wang Zelin did not play anything fancy, but used his body to fight, forcing himself to sit in the middle distance.

Then a long-range skyhook hit.

Although Griffin's jumping ability is outstanding, his ridiculous wingspan is too obvious. In front of such a top monster, he naturally has to endure it for a while, and then cook it again.

The next ball is still directed by Butler, but considering that Batum was completely beaten by Butler tonight, this round will only make Batum pay more attention to the direction of Jordan under the basket.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Butler’s best choice at this time is to pass the ball to Griffin inside, and let Griffin use his height to bully Batum’s side position. This mismatch is quite obvious.

, Griffin can definitely beat Batum easily.

But Butler didn't do that. He chose to face Wang Zelin directly outside the three-point line. After a shake, he took a step to the left and shot a three-pointer in an instant.

"Shua——!"

Three-point hit.

When Ke Fan saw the ball, he exclaimed: "Fuck! Is Butler so powerful?"

Duan Ran was also in disbelief: "Butler and Wang Zelin were at least 10 centimeters apart, but they scored the ball against Wang Zelin. This goal was extremely difficult!"

Looking back, after the Trail Blazers scored, the Kings launched a fast break.

During the fast break, Rondo looked at Griffin running beside him, so he immediately passed the ball.

Jokic, who was guarding Griffin, was relatively slow. One of Button and Batum was in the left corner, and the other was at a 45-degree angle on the right, both following their respective defenders.

Griffin, who was in the open position at this time, looked at the basket not far away, jumped up confidently, and planned to make a domineering dunk.

But at this moment, a voice came from the side, and he raised his hands high, completely blocking the space for Griffin to take action.

This figure was none other than Wang Zelin, who was on guard immediately after Griffin's attack.

Griffin didn't expect that he and Wang Zelin had opened such a special distance, but in the end, he caught up with him.

There was no room to take action at this time. In desperation, Griffin quickly took the ball back, then threw it in the direction of the backboard and stopped paying attention.

But Wang Zelin seemed to predict Griffin's start in advance. While he was in the air, his hands were already pressing down on the ball in Butler's hand.

His hands were like pliers, tightly gripping the ball in Butler's hand.

"Bring it to you!"

With a loud shout, he grabbed the ball in mid-air.

After landing, Wang Zelin stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and staged an ejection start.

Griffin was unwilling to do anything behind him and wanted to give him a hand, but he couldn't do it in time.

Wang Zelin held the ball and ran frantically towards the frontcourt.

The only people standing in front of Wang Zelin at this time were Redick and DeAndre Jordan of the Clippers.

When Reddick saw the boiling murderous aura emanating from Wang Zelin's body, he couldn't help but feel terrified, and immediately stepped aside.

In the end, only Jordan was left under the basket.

Jordan: MMP, don’t you call me when you run away?!

I want to run now, but it's too late.

Wang Zelin took one step to the free throw line, jumped up fiercely, held the ball with one hand in mid-air, and could hold the bow like a full moon...

"boom!"

A loud noise spread all around.
Chapter completed!
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