The game continues, Team B's ball rights.

Since the game only took five minutes, the lineups of the two teams on the court have not changed after Chris Du Hong was replaced by Wu Feng.[]

Wu Feng took the baseline serve from Ryan Anderson and then slowly advanced towards the frontcourt.

In fact, Wu Feng is 1.98 meters tall, he is more suitable for shooting guard, and his skills are also suitable for shooting guard. However, before entering university, Wu Feng played as a point guard. Although his other skills need to be improved, his dribbling skills are still good. Especially now, Wu Feng, whose dribbling ability has reached 80, has surpassed 60% of the organizational guards in the league.

"Haha, I didn't expect to face you. Well, let you know what it means to bring humiliation to yourself." Jamal Nelson squirted trash at Wu Feng in front of him.

"Ha, shut your stinky mouth. When I heard you speak, I felt a dog barking in front of me. Oh, sorry, I'm already insulting the dog." Wu Feng fought against each other and did not give in at all.

Jamal Nelson snorted coldly, stopped talking, but hugged Wu Feng tightly, trying to attack Wu Feng with practical actions.

Of course, Wu Feng could not admit defeat. He blocked Jamal Nelson with one hand and protected the ball tightly, but he was thinking about how to break through.

Jamal Nelson suddenly reached out to get the ball, Wu Feng's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, "It's now!".

He dribbled the ball with a gorgeous turn, not only avoiding Jamal Nelson's goal, but also taking advantage of the situation to get rid of Jamal Nelson's defense.

"Impossible!" Jamal Nelson roared angrily.

Wu Feng doesn’t care about this!

Wu Feng dribbled into the penalty area like a lightning bolt. But immediately a figure blocked his side, which was Marcin Gotat. Wu Feng glanced at him and saw the monster that was already empty under the basket. So he rushed towards Marcin Gotat and jumped high.

At this time, Malchin Gotat was very satisfied and everything was in his hands. This Chinese boy actually forced his move in front of him, so he must let him know my shock.

But just as he jumped up quickly and was about to stop Wu Feng, Wu Feng suddenly twisted his body forcibly, and then carried Maltchen Gotat on his back. Then, a "bang" sounded across the court.

"What's going on? Could it be..."

Marcin Gott, who fell to the ground, quickly turned around and saw Howard still hanging on the ring, the basketball had fallen to the ground, rolling onto the ground with a 'bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang b

"When?" Marcin Gotat said in surprise.

In fact, except for Marcin Gotat, everyone on the field saw this scene clearly. When they saw this scene, their faces were the same as those on Marcin Gotat's face at this time, and they were all very shocked.

"Haha, Wu, the pass you just now is so beautiful, I'm very comfortable to catch." Dwight Howard said to Wu Feng.

Wu Feng walked up and celebrated with the "Warcraft" for a while, and then the two retreated to the backcourt together.

"How is this possible? How could he pass such a ball in that situation?" Jamal Nelson's face was full of disbelief. He wanted him to believe that the boy could give such an assist. He would rather believe that Dwight Howard's free throw shooting percentage could reach more than 80% this season.

Indeed, Wu Feng's pass just now was so outstanding. He leaned against Marcin Gotat, and then used his slender arm span to pass the ball from behind Marcin Gotat who was rushing to Dwight Howard.

"This ball is very beautiful. I like that little guy more and more." General Manager Ortis Smith said excitedly at Wu Feng who was defending Jamal Nelson.

"This guy Wu is really a little bit too bad. I really hope he can teach Nelson a good lesson." Chris Du Hong murmured in his heart, sitting on the sidelines.

The game is still going on.

Jamal Nelson controlled the ball and wandered outside the three-point line. Suddenly he raised his hand and passed the ball to Quentin Richardson. Quentin Richardson broke through with the ball, and Vince Carter, who was defending him, quickly posted it. Seeing that there was no better offensive opportunity, Quentin Richardson passed the ball to Jamal Nelson again.

After Jamal Nelson received the ball, he was about to attack with the ball, but suddenly his hand slighted and the ball disappeared.

"Oh, damn bastard." Jamal Nelson quickly turned around and chased the Chinese boy who stole his ball.

After Wu Feng cut the ball, he directly increased his speed to the extreme. Then before Jamal Nelson rushed into the three-point line, he flew up and ended the fast attack with an arrogant and domineering slam dunk with his arrogant and domineering hands.

"Ah..." Wu Feng kept pounding his chest, like a ferocious lion king, tearing the pleasure he enjoyed after tearing the prey.

"Sheet Sheet Sheet..." Jamal Nelson said more than a dozen Sheets in a row, venting his dissatisfaction.

Wu Feng straightened his back at this time, and then passed by Jamal Nelson, he replied coldly: "Immediately, you will know who is the garbage!"

"You..." Jamal Nelson was so angry that he almost ran away, but when he thought that he was a star after all, and the other party was just an unknown junior. If he was fighting for him or not, wouldn't he be demoted?

"Okay, okay, I'm going to see who is the trash." Jamal Nelson said to Wu Feng.

Standing on the sidelines, Stan Van Gundy naturally noticed that Wu Feng and Jamal Nelson were talking trash, but didn't say anything, and the game continued.

"It's so good. Wu's attack slapped Jamal Nelson hard." Chris Du Hong thought in his heart.

"Hmm? What is that little guy doing with Nelson?" Ortis Smith, who was sitting on the sidelines, wondered. He naturally didn't know the grudge between Wu Feng and Jamal Nelson.

Jamal Nelson controls the ball. This time he does not choose to pass the ball, but attacks by himself. He wants to use his strength to humiliate the young man in front of him who doesn't know how to be tall and rich.

Wu Feng knew that Jamal Nelson was going to play singles for him, but he was not worried at all, but was very excited and happy.

"Ha, let you taste my hot pot right away!"

Jamal Nelson used the cover of Marcin Gotat to rush into the three-point line. It was obvious that Wu Feng could not be escaped by him like this. Wu Feng retreated directly and blocked Jamal Nelson.

Jamal Nelson saw that Wu Feng had just run over and had not yet established a foothold, so he wanted to play a time difference and send the ball into the basket. The moment he threw the ball out of his fingertips, Wu Feng jumped up.

Jamal Nelson made a very comfortable shot, and he was very confident that he could make this shot.

"Hmph, just because you want to block me? Get back and practice for a few more years!" Jamal Nelson looked at Wu Feng who was rushing to him and laughed at him.

Indeed, Wu Feng had just made up for defense and was not ready to defend at all. However, Jamal Nelson underestimated Wu Feng's amazing physical fitness, especially after training in the virtual space, Wu Feng's explosive power and bounce were also better than before.

"Go to you. Damn it, let you taste my Wu's hot pot."

Wu Feng gritted his teeth, forced himself to lift his body, and then used all his strength to reach out and slapped the basketball flying out of Jamal Nelson's fingertips.

"Bang", a loud and straightforward voice made everyone present widen their eyes.

While landing, Wu Feng said something to Jamal Nelson, who had an incredible expression on his face with a sarcastic meaning.
Chapter completed!