"Don't talk too much! Don't forget how you lost last time."

Wang Zelin replied sharply.

"Then you can beat me again!"

“What I wish for!”

The game continues.

Seeing that Wang Zelin didn't ask for the ball, Lillard slowly organized the attack and handed it to Batum, who broke into the Grizzlies' interior. Just as the latter was about to make a beautiful layup, he encountered a big block.

"Snapped!"

The basketball flew directly out of the sideline.

The person who blocked the shot was actually Black Bear Zach Randolph. This was his second block tonight. It seemed like this guy was determined to stay on the defensive end.

"Man, I advise you not to challenge me casually!"

Zach Randolph twisted his body comically, doing a celebratory dance while throwing out warnings.

"Black fat man, don't be too proud. Be careful. I will deduct one of you soon." Seeing his teammates being sprayed, Wang Zelin turned around and said.

Zach Randolph couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said: "LaMarcus, maybe you should educate your little brother and let him know what fear is!"

"I have to correct you, he's my brother, Zach!"

"Tch, the eldest brother doesn't look like the eldest brother, and the little brother doesn't look like a younger brother. No wonder you guys have been so bad at fighting recently."

"Beep beep beep...do you still want to fight?"

Seeing that the two sides were getting further and further apart, the linesman blew the whistle and issued a warning.

Batum held back his anger and came to the sideline to serve with his head lowered.

The Blazers continued to organize their offense.

Lillard controlled the ball and made a high pick-and-roll. Seeing this, Wang Zelin quickly stepped forward and blocked Mike Conley behind him.

Lillard was not polite and plunged into the Grizzlies' inside line. Other teammates all had shooting abilities. What he had to do couldn't be easier - score suddenly!

Sure enough, after attracting the attention of two defensive players, Lillard passed the ball and handed it to Batum, who was running without the ball.

The reason why Batum is known as French Pippen is because he is an all-around forward. In addition to his trustworthy defense, his personal offensive skills are also quite comprehensive.

Lillard's pass was very comfortable in his hands, so there was almost no lag, and Batum rose directly from the ground.

"Whoosh!"

He made a mid-range shot and easily scored another 2 points for the team.

33:30.

The Grizzlies attacked, and after a slow pass, Mike Conley hit a mid-range shot, and the basketball hit the neck of the Trail Blazers' basket and bounced up.

"Rebound!"

I don't know who roared, and four big men piled up to the basket and took off at the same time.

The reporter behind the basketball hoop had an idea and took a picture of the scene in front of him with a click.

Two have dark skin, one has white skin, and one has yellow skin...the three major skin color races on earth, their eyes never stray away from the orange-red basketball spinning in the sky.

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"mine!"

Marc Gasol, who was the first to get into position, was getting closer and closer to the basketball. The moment he touched the basketball, he felt happy.

Pa~

A yellow palm followed closely and pointed the ball into the sky.

Damn, it was just a little bit close!

There was no time to worry. After landing, Marc Gasol quickly took off twice. His position was still the best among the four.

Pa~

There was another sound, and the basketball was pushed into the sky again.

At this time.

Marc Gasol and Zach Randolph thought of one word at the same time - Farke!

Take off for the third time.

Marc Gasol's bounce speed and height are not as high as the previous two times, but one person is different.

In the end, Wang Zelin relied on his extraordinary wingspan and super continuous jumping to overpower the Black and White Bears to grab the rebound, and then directly passed the ball to Lillard, who succeeded in shooting a three-pointer from the frontcourt.

33:33, the score is tied!

"Cool! Wang's penalty kick has the flavor of my time!"

In the TNT live broadcast room, Barkley patted his belly excitedly.

Compared to the increasingly popular three-point shot, old-school players like Barkley still prefer players to fight under the basket.

Seeing his penalty area defense being broken by the Trail Blazers one after another and equalizing the score, Hollins made a prompt decision and called a timeout!

"Come on, tell me, what's going on? What about the defense in the first quarter, are you all sleepwalking?" Hollins asked loudly as soon as the main players came out.

"Don't forget, our specialty is defense, defense, defense...how many times do I have to say it before I understand!" Hollins continued to ask.

"I..." The grizzly bear generals didn't know how to reply for a moment and could only stay where they were.

"Mike, keep the rhythm down for me and don't let my opponent get up to speed!"

"Okay sir, I understand!"

"Zach, you've almost rested. Now I'll leave the defensive work to Mark for the time being. The team needs your offensive firepower."

"receive!"

Zach Randolph nodded, his spear already thirsty.

Here are the pioneers.
Chapter completed!