vncnus Dillon, the Ankle Terminator, is featured in the background of Chapter 7!
Dillon, the Ankle Terminator, is featured in the background of Chapter 7!
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"After the timeout, let's see what kind of challenges the two coaches will present. Warriors have the ball!"
"Let's see what kind of tactic the Warriors will employ on this possession!"
"Green still initiates from the top of the key, Wiggins sets a screen, Curry picks a pin and accelerates, creating space to receive the ball!"
"Oh dear, but the Grizzlies clearly made a plan: leave Green open for shooting but double-team Curry relentlessly!"
"Is Green going to shoot or not? If not, and he drives? Then we'll have to help defend!"
"Hmm? That leaves Wu Qian on the flank completely exposed!"
"Open three-pointer, should I take it or not?"
"A third three-pointer!"
Although Su Qun wasn't present, his tone became slightly agitated.
Keep in mind, this was a match that was commentated on for almost three hours!
"Professor Ke, do you think this is a coincidence, or a deliberately designed tactic?"
Ke Fan shook his head: "It's hard to say, but that ball went in, and the pressure is now on the Grizzlies!"
"And our young player Wu Qian has scored nine points, making all three of his shots in less than two minutes!"
"If he can maintain this scoring burst..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
I dare not make any definitive statements.
Su Qun nodded, "It's hard to say about his condition, but at least he's still young!"
"Curry is over thirty and can still maintain this level of performance; he's only twenty and has a lot of room for improvement!"
This set of rhetoric is the standard language used in commentary; it's neither biased nor obsequious.
This is the attitude towards young domestic players.
At least.......
They shouldn't make statements before they have the status or influence.
The competition venue at the Chase Center.
"Well done, Wu!"
Curry and his teammates gave affirmative gestures as they returned to defense.
The ball went in, and the point difference instantly reached six points!
"Alan, bring him here!"
Dillon caught the ball and immediately addressed Grayson.
After the pick-and-roll switch, he faces a mismatch against a Chinese rookie, and he needs to exploit that mismatch relentlessly.
Grayson was very obedient. Dillon took the ball at the top of the arc and immediately brought Wu Qian over.
"Let China's newbies become mere background figures!"
Dillon whispered something, then began cooking again beside Wu Qian, preparing for their one-on-one fight.
The latter remained completely unfazed, sticking right up and displaying full aggression!
The hand continued to probe, compressing Dillon's space for the ball.
"Damn, is this the kind of defense a rookie should be playing?"
Although they weren't dispossessed, their defense was very aggressive!
He doesn't look like a rookie who's just entered the NBA at all!
Suddenly, in that moment of stunned silence,
Because of Wu Qian's entanglement, the space for the ball to go down was reduced, and the former quickly poked it away.
"not good!"
Dillon's heart skipped a beat; he absolutely couldn't concede this goal!!
Both of them lunged at the basketball at the same time!
They simultaneously touch the basketball, hug it with both hands, and fall to the ground at the same time!
The two men were locked in a fierce struggle on the ground, neither giving an inch.
If this were a regular season game, the referee would have blown the whistle for a jump ball long ago.
pity......
This is the playoffs!
Green was the first to arrive, and the two began to fight—no, fight the ball!
Ti Lung, who is known for his subtle movements, felt a constant pain in the flesh not under the camera's view, and even his penis was hit.
"No, if you don't let go, I'm going to be beaten to death..."
Although victory was important, Dillon valued his life more and chose to defend.
Green was also very considerate, and when Dillon let go, he also gave up his strength, allowing Wu Qian to complete another steal!
"Fuck!"
"They're practically killing my players!! Can't you see that? Foul! Foul!!"
Taylor stood next to the referee, loudly berating and venting his dissatisfaction.
But the referee completely ignored him!
If this is what it means to kill someone, then Dillon's actions towards Curry are tantamount to killing him already.
Dillon dared not complain at all now. With five fouls already, it would be a loss to complain and get another technical foul.
They could only get up and chase down the defenders.
Fortunately, the Warriors' offense hadn't fully organized yet, and Curry missed a three-pointer!
In the following rounds, both sides scored and conceded goals.
The game time is running out, with only 1 minute and 3 seconds left!
The score difference is four points, and the Warriors have possession of the ball.
"Hey buddy, listen to me, let's come up with another play for Wu on the next ball!"
"You know, the opposing defense is all focused on me; Wu's shooting touch is really good!"
"Hey buddy, no problem, leave it to me!"
A few seconds later.
The Warriors executed another off-ball play, and Dillon said to Grayson,
"I'm rooting for number 91; this could very well be a feint!"
The next second, it was the familiar Green cut inside.
The Grizzlies naturally wouldn't allow him to easily cut inside; the center couldn't move, and the only option was for the wing to help defend.
Wu Qian received the ball again in a familiar position.
"Fuck!"
"The same tactic again? I've seen through you!"
Dillon then made a diving tackle, landing perfectly, rising on his toes and using his long arms to block the position.
pity......
Wu Qian also saw his actions.
His release speed isn't as fast as Curry's, and he hasn't completely corrected his tendency to drop shots.
So he chose...
A feint!
breakthrough!
With a single acceleration, Dillon was left behind!
Then he accelerated toward the paint, while Anderson on the side didn't move, still sticking close to Curry.
There was only one center under the basket, and Dillon hadn't fully adjusted his center of gravity before he immediately chased after him.
He absolutely cannot let this Chinese player break through, otherwise he'll become nothing more than a background character!
But Wu Qian's next move almost ended Dillon's career, as his breakthrough was actually a feint!
He pulled back with a crossover dribble and returned to the three-point line.
Dillon's pupils dilated in shock. "What!?"
He tried to change direction to defend again, but his already off-center center of gravity and body twisting failed to complete the ankle twist.
"Click..."
"ah!!"
An invisible cracking sound of bones followed by a scream as Dillon fell heavily to the ground.
Wu Qian glanced down at him.
Standing in a familiar place,
Jump, lift your head, snap your wrist, flick the ball, release!
This time, he didn't use the system!
He makes hundreds of three-pointers every day from this position; muscle memory is ingrained in his bones.
"Whoosh!"
The basketball swished through the net again!
Dillon stared at the three-pointer that had gone in, not even having time to think about the pain in his ankle; only one sentence echoed in his mind.
"Shit, I got beaten up by a Chinese NBA rookie and became a background character!"