activa-t Chapter 814 Familiar Taste
Chapter 814 Familiar Taste
Chapter 814 Familiar Taste
Zhao Ke jumped off the basket lightly.
He raised his hands high and saluted the cheering fans, and his teammates crowded around with strange screams——
Boss, you are a fortress!
Zhao Ke exclaimed:
"Go away! Get your claws away! Quickly get rid of it, I spent two hundred dollars on my hairstyle..."
Owen got the serve again, and his heart was gloomy.
Playing against the Memphis Grizzlies has always required peeling off the skin, now with Zhao Ke, it is simply skin cramps...
Not surprisingly, Zhao Ke posted it again.
Don't give any way out at all!
This time, Owen still has to come by himself. This is his team, and he must break the deadlock himself. The new emperor ascends the throne with three fires!
It was still a gorgeous dribble, it was still an arduous confrontation, all the way to the three-point line, Zhao Ke was always by his side to protect him, and there was still no room for a shot...
This tired old man, haven't you just finished buckling, don't your hands hurt?
Owen gritted his teeth, facing the iron wall, he still plunged in!
But Zhao Ke predicted his traveling route, and forced him to leave the middle with great force, turning to the bottom corner, Owen changed direction, spun, getting farther and farther away from the basket, and closer to the bottom line...
One step forward and you're out of bounds!
Zhao Ke still squeezed Owen relentlessly, this was almost a successful defense!
Owen had no choice but to take off at the moment when he was about to go out of bounds, with a large backward lean. In fact, his entire body was already hanging out of bounds when he made the shot...
Just like that, in order to avoid Zhao Ke's raised palm, Owen deliberately increased the arc of his shot!
The basketball flew out of a high parabola, turned over from behind the backboard, and fell towards the basket. This is an absolute fairy ball——
Of course, the premise is if you can get in!
However, in front of Zhao Ke, Owen owed a little luck.
The basketball landed on the front edge of the rim and bounced out.
Greg Oden easily squeezed away the "Eight Sage Kings" who had a weak foot and protected the rebound.
Throwing it casually, Jimmy Butler from outside the three-point line flew all the way carrying a pack of explosives, and he still made a fast break...
Don't bother, here we go again!
In line with the minimum professional ethics, the Cavaliers returned to defense without any difficulty.
But it's useless, the team with the strongest defense in the league for ten consecutive seasons, the essence of offensive and defensive transition has been engraved in their bones, they are the best defensive counterattacks in the world, none of them!
Jimmy Butler once again detonated the audience with a reflexive dunk. The fans watching were so excited!
The basketball is back in Irving's hands once again.
Uncle Drew is a bit pained. The new king of the Cleveland Cavaliers has actually been reduced to a porter who dribbles across half court?
Uncle how can bear it!
Natou rushed, come, come, either let me pass, or let me lie down!
Zhao Ke curled his lips, this kid's dribbling is really good, he is worthy of being the legendary genius who started his career at the age of one!
Outside the three-point line, Zhao Ke repeated his tricks, but Owen didn't want to be tortured anymore.
Jumping next to Zhao Ke, holding the basketball in both hands, leaning directly towards Zhao Ke's raised arms——
Force a foul!
Zhao Ke smiled slightly, when my brother used this trick to hit 3+1, your kid was still practicing dribbling in a plastic bag in the backyard!
The outstretched arm didn't move, until it was about to come into contact with Owen, it suddenly moved away.
Owen hit the cotton with a punch, and the basketball flew out limply!
Why is this man like this...
The referee's whistle didn't sound, he could see clearly that Zhao Ke's arm didn't touch Owen's body hair at all!
Even if he didn't see it, from Owen's standard power to the empty space, inferring that Zhao Ke was not suspicious at all from his out-of-balance posture!
This fluffy shot didn't even touch the backboard, three non-stick...
Oden picked up the ball, didn't even look at it, and threw it forward.
Zhao Ke has already rushed to the three-point line!
The slow motion shows that he retracted his arm and left Irving calmly, without even looking at the result, he ran straight to the frontcourt alone...
As a god-level shooter who has dominated the league for 17 years, Zhao Ke has already cultivated a pair of piercing eyes!
Just look at Owen's posture, it's no wonder that the ball can be scored!
Unless, replace the basket with a hula hoop...
Oden was probably over excited, the ball went over Zhao Ke's head, and he threw it directly onto the opposite backboard!
Zhao Ke secretly cursed, you bastard!
Speeding up the horse, rushing to the free throw line, taking off vigorously, and finally got the basketball that bounced off the backboard at the highest point, holding the ball with both hands, and pulling the bow in reverse...
"boom……"
The rack swayed, the basket trembled, and the net flowers splashed!
Once again, the Dynasty Temple erupted like a Boeing 787 taking off, and this ball chair became a decoration...
Tyronn Lue called a timeout.
He felt that a bounty should be issued:
Who can break through the impenetrable defense of the Memphis Grizzlies, reward!
What's the reward, a girl?
Forget it, in that case, I'm afraid only the Eight Sage Kings are interested!
On the Grizzlies bench, Zhao Ke received the triumphant treatment of a hero. Even Qiao Rannuo, who was sitting behind the coach's bench, gave him a five with a slap in the face. It's so sweet...
"Zhao Ke, do you want to rest for a while?"
Rick Carlisle asked, his subtext:
At your age, with such a style of play, don’t you want to play hard on tour?
Zhao Ke smiled and said loudly:
"I'm fine, coach! I've been resting for ten years, and I'm going to play the whole game this season, and I won't rest until I get [-] points!"
Rick Carlisle shrugged:
"Okay, you're the best when you retire, just be happy!"
Back from the timeout, the first attack, the flushed Eight Sage Kings took a big hat from Oden.
When I woke up from the dream, my whole person became much more awake.
The Cavaliers' offense still cannot be opened.
The stubborn Irving missed all his first seven shots, and until Zhao Ke left the field, his score was still zero. This is really a bad start!
With 3 minutes and 32 seconds left in the first quarter, Zhao Ke was replaced by Mike Conley.
He has scored 25 points and the score on the field is:
7:35
What a magical start!
Of course, this is not in line with Zhao Ke's original intention, he wants to play the whole game.
Carlyle, however, was rational.
He wrote on the tactical board:
25 4 × = 100
Zhao Ke drew a circle on 25 and asked:
"What do you mean, old man, after I score 25 points in each quarter, I should come down and rest?"
Rick Carlisle nodded with a smile, a child can be taught!
Who made your shooting rate so abnormal? If you didn't dunk in the first quarter and shot three-pointers, Zhao Ke probably couldn't even hit half of the quarter. His scoring is so fucking efficient!
Zhao Ke was tongue-tied, does it still depend on me?
Come on, let's follow the example of kindness!
It's fine if you can score 97 points. It's not good to rest for a few more minutes. There are still [-] games, so you have to be more restrained...
While speaking, the first quarter was over.
To be honest, if it wasn't for scoring points, Zhao Ke really didn't need to fight!
The score is:
11:51
Leading by 40 points!
As soon as Zhao Ke came out, the game was trashed, and it still smelled familiar...
Come on in Wuhan! Go China!
(End of this chapter)