activa-t Chapter 297 My Zhao Han 3 is here again!
Chapter 297 My Zhao Han 3 is here again!
Chapter 297 I, Zhao Hansan, are back!
June 5, American Airlines Center Arena.
Zhao Ke was wearing training clothes and warming up on the sidelines. He did not practice shooting with other players on the court.
Having shaved off his shiny back hair and restored it to a clean and neat shape, with a thin face, Zhao Ke looks like a rookie in the first grade.
Today he is going to start. "Mad Scientist" Don Nelson never plays cards according to common sense, which makes the rigid Stan Van Gundy on the opposite side miserable.
The Charlotte Bobcats players were a little bit excited: The boss is about to start, so I asked you if you were afraid?
The Miami Heat are facing a big enemy, Stan Van Gundy's palms are sweating, and his face is oily. This is a situation that was never expected.Nima is an assistant coach. If he is not walking around on the sidelines, what will he play next?
After working as an assistant coach for a whole season, people have forgotten that Zhao Ke is actually only 21 years old, and his main job is as a player.
In five months, Zhao Ke gained another ten catties of flesh. He has real tendon meat, full of strength and explosive power, and now he has 80 kilograms.
The members of the League of Steelers have witnessed the whole process of Zhao Ke's transformation, and they train under the tremendous pressure exerted by Zhao Ke every day.
In the words of Stephen Marbury: "Success is no fluke, and perverts are always f-cking perverts!"
Every day, Zhao Ke is the one who trains the hardest in the weight room, and he will never give up until he exhausts the last bit of energy.
Often everyone has successfully completed the training tasks, but Zhao Ke is still torturing himself unrelentingly.
The teammates who had already put on their clothes and were about to leave watched for a while, growling, trembling, drenched and refusing to let off Zhao Ke.
They all took off their coats silently, and went back to their corners to practice more. The most fearful thing is that people who are better than you will work harder than you!
Today's starting lineup for the Charlotte Bobcats becomes:
Point guard: Stephon Marbury
Shooting guard: Zhao Ke
Small Forward: Gerald Wallace
Power Forward: David West
Center: Dwight Howard
Don Nelson still arranged the usual bombardment tactics, but unlike the previous six games, they had a blaster:
Once you have to fall into a positional battle, then hand the ball to Zhao Ke!
Zhao Ke nodded. I like this kind of tactics. He stretched out his right hand:
"Come on, little friends, I will take you to pretend and take you to fly..."
Everyone giggled and put their hands on Zhao Ke's hand, and shouted together: "Let's pretend to be cool together, let's fly together!"
A group of hopeless middle school boys!
Here in the Miami Heat, the atmosphere is very dull.
Head coach Stan Van Gundy scratched his head for a while, choosing to ignore Zhao Ke, a hot potato.
At this time, Pat Riley came to the locker room in person. He is a famous orator, and it took less than half an hour to successfully provoke the Heat players to fight:
No big deal, send Charlotte people home fishing after WW[-]!
The light "Happy Beast" took the basketball from the middle-aged O'Neal's head, and the Charlotte Bobcats took the lead in attacking.
Uncharacteristically, Zhao Ke was like a bolt of lightning. He shot from the backcourt and went straight to the basket. No one could catch up to him.
After losing weight, Zhao Ke's speed became faster and faster. After receiving a pass from Stephen Marbury, Zhao Ke accelerated again, rushed into the empty basket, and directly dunked with one hand!
The Bobcats' bench players all jumped up from the bench, and Chris Anderson even danced with a towel.
Don Nelson rubbed his chin and smiled, "This kid is quite interesting..."
The Miami Heat attack, and Zhao Ke is responsible for defending the most "thin" player in the Heat lineup:
Damon Jones is 1 meters tall and weighs 85 kilograms.
In fact, Zhao Ke does not need to guard against this fringe person who occasionally explodes.
The Heat's first attack must be handed over to the cool and crazy O'Neal.
Still familiar with the taste, O'Neill elbowed the way, easily pushed away the thin "Happy Beast", turned over and made a jumper.
The Charlotte Bobcats serve quickly, and Zhao Ke and Gerald Wallace are in the corner, and they go straight to the bottom corner in two ways.
Stephen Marbury dribbled the ball straight to the basket in the middle, followed by Dwight Howard and David West who were guarding left and right like bodyguards.
After suffering enough fast breaks, the Heat have also become better now. They left O'Neal behind and split into four groups to follow quickly.
Damon Jones went after Zhao Ke, Eddie Jones went with Gerald Wallace, Wade singled out Marbury and two bodyguards alone, and Haslem outflanked to the basket alone.
O'Neill just jumped off the basket, turned around, Bi Lingtang, where did everyone go?
Not caring about interacting with the plump female fans on the sidelines, "Big Shark" gritted his teeth and ran with his head down.
Although the Miami people still defend more with less, it is better to play five against four than five against zero...
With the help of David West's cover, Marbury threw Wade away, went to the basket in three steps, and leaned towards Haslem abruptly with a foul posture!
Haslem was shocked, the most annoying you guys produced by JDZ Vocational and Technical College, then straightened his body, clamped his arms, and waited for the opponent to dribble the ball.
Marbury shrunk his body in the air, barely passing Haslem.
The rest was easy. He tossed the basketball over the rim and ran away from the baseline.
With a "boom", Dwight Howard jumped up from behind Marbury, grabbed the basketball with both hands and smashed it into the basket heavily.
Haslem, who had no time to dodge, was hit and staggered back, looking about to fall.
A pair of thin arms suddenly stretched out from one side and rested on Haslem's back, helping him stabilize his body.
Haslem turned his head, it turned out to be Zhao Ke, subconsciously shouted: "Boss..."
Zhao Ke patted his butt and said with a smile: "It's getting stronger and stronger, be careful next time, my brother is weak now and can't handle you!"
As he said that, he ran over to high-five the "Happy Beast" who jumped off the basket, punched Marbury, and ran over to defend with a laugh.
At this time, O'Neill had just run back, wiped off his sweat, curled his lips and said, "I knew it would be like this..."
The Heat didn't have a fast serve, and they had to wait for a fat man weighing more than 300 pounds to breathe evenly.
O'Neill didn't waste much time, the game has just started, and with such a fast sprint, he can still come to ten groups, right?
It can't be less, he is the most terrifying and powerful center in history, bar none.
O'Neal slowly ran forward, and Damon Jones dribbled the ball and followed behind unhurriedly.
The Charlotte Bobcats are ready for battle, and Howard and David West are waiting for a fat fish with a net high and a low in the paint.
Everyone else shrank to the three-point line, with two purposes, while blocking the breakthrough line of "Gill Gang Man", they were ready to assist in double-teaming "Big Shark" at any time!
(End of this chapter)