The God of Basketball

Eighty-one: [They are all 0-year-old foxes]

At the same time, Bruce Lee on the court continued his tenacious lead defense after the team expanded by 8 points.

For him, time is running out. Since the last round when Nurse and Kandi flanked him, he has crushed a bit of energy to exchange for 1 minute of the basketball god's time.

It's a gamble. He's betting on... Adam Morrison is exhausted, he's betting that Coach Gonzaga won't take the last timeout lightly.

He was right.

The Bulldogs still took the storm after suffering three consecutive rounds of crit.

But now, Robert Conti is up against a Jordanized Bruce Lee.

Bruce Lee pressed him from half-time, and he was overwhelmed by the sudden defensive pressure. He didn't expect Bruce Lee's defense to be so strong, he had never experienced such a difficult move.

When he finally held the ball to the top of the three-point arc. Just as he was about to pass the ball, Stanford forward Scott suddenly stepped up to pinch.

He was in a hurry to pass the ball, but at the moment when the basketball was just exposed. A huge palm like a cattail leaf fan came directly, holding down the basketball fiercely like a robber, and then swung it forward forcefully.

The basketball was snatched away abruptly by him on the spot.

This ferocious steal made the fans on the scene scream, and their memories were awakened: In the last game, Bruce Lee steals Bias arbitrarily, and then hits a super lore.

Could it be... this game?

While everyone was screaming, Bruce Lee had already sprinted towards the frontcourt with the ball, and Nas and Kandy hurriedly pursued it.

But their pace was still a beat slower.

When Bruce Lee reached the three-point line in the frontcourt with a lightning strike, he suddenly stopped and shot a jumper without any hesitation... His movements reminded people of Michael Jordan again.

Swish!

With the basketball across a beautiful arc into the basket.

The atmosphere in the Great Western Forum Arena was once again bursting, and the sound waves were like the scene of an explosion.

Bruce... leeeeeeee! ! !

The roar of the live DJ even shouted out the aura of God's presence.

The momentum of the Stanford crimson team was also pushed to the peak at this moment.

On the other hand, Gonzaga's bench, their despondency is palpable. They were going to go on the field for a final onslaught that would kick Stanford to hell.

But now, instead, he was caught by Bruce Lee, and the point difference widened to double digits.

beep!

The Bulldogs can no longer be stingy with their timeouts, and if this continues, they're really worried about being taken away in this wave.

But what they didn't know, this timeout actually helped Bruce Lee.

Because Bruce Lee's 1-minute highlight moment has passed, it is impossible for him to continue to perform such a magical performance.

He needs an opportunity to tell the players that he must defend well and withstand the opponent's counterattack.

In fact, the Bulldogs have completely fallen into a passive position. Coach Mark Fuyu even emphasized after the players returned to the bench: "We must make a more tenacious double-team next. Bruce Lee must be strangled to death. , even at the expense of using a triple team!"

Meanwhile, Bruce told center Frank Benson off the bench: "Be sure to be ready to step up and cover me. And shooters on the wings, ready to catch my pass at any time! The next attack is up to you."

For Li Zhen...as long as the Bulldogs continue to double-team him, then...they will lose.

Because... I'm already an offensive piece of shit.

...

"This guy is really a player with a big heart."

The Bulls executive Boggs in the stands couldn't help but express his heartfelt admiration.

His words made the executives of other clubs around him look sideways. From the perspective of draft probability, the record of the Chicagoans this year is the third closest team to the No. 1 pick.

When their executives say such words, it is really impossible to ignore.

Bruce Lee played this game so well, he stole the light from everyone. Before the timeout, he had scored 12 consecutive points and helped the team go from trailing to leading by 11 points.

"His performance tonight is even a bit like a combination of Kobe Bryant and Jason Kidd!"

Raptors general manager Sam also expressed emotion from the heart.

He said this sentence very "authoritatively": people can not be questioned. Because not long ago, Kobe Bryant scored 81 points under his nose, using this unreasonable scoring method. And the night before he came to Los Angeles, Jason Kidd also ruthlessly destroyed Toronto with 22 assists.

So, he said like, that's like... After all, no one has received such a painful lesson from him this season.

However, it is worth mentioning that at this time and on this occasion, the general manager who publicly and loudly praised Bruce Lee may not choose him.

At this juncture, it has always been false and true, you come and go, soldiers never tire of deceit.

Those who can sit here are all good people, and no one has two brushes.

Even Rich Joe, is he really stupid?

"He is indeed the biggest dark horse in the NCAA this year. Bruce can also be regarded as Kobe and Kidd in March Madness. But... who can guarantee that he will still be like this after entering the NBA?"

Rich Joe spoke again, but his voice was not as loud as the previous two. He only said to the two "sympathizers" around him: "Also, three goals in a row are not very impressive. , I can’t forget it.”

When he said this, not only Chris Mullin looked sideways, but even his assistant stared at his boss with wide eyes: Is this not impressive enough? Steals and dunks, jump like Jordan!

Rich Joe ignored the assistant's eyes at all, and continued to say to Chris Mullin next to him: "I still can't fall in love with him. There are too many talented guards worth pursuing this year, and there are also many immediate combat powers with a full set of offensive skills. Player. Whether it is potential or immediate combat power, I think he is far from my standard."

This sentence made Mullin slightly relieved. Hawks general manager Billy Knight echoed behind him: "That's true. The NCAA and the NBA are two different things. Maybe he deserves the lottery pick, but he definitely can't match the Atlanta Hawks' lottery pick."

Mullin's slight expressions and Billy Knight's words were all accepted by Rich Joe.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised an arc, and a smug expression could be observed from the bottom of his eyes. It seems to say: They are both thousand-year-old foxes, what are you two talking about here. I have been chatting with you for so long, how can I not know your thoughts? When I'm stupid, I'm as smart as a monkey, it depends on how I use my magic tricks to cheat you! !

beep!

The whistle sounded and the game continued.

With the point difference leading to 11 points, the morale of the crimson team can hardly be described as bursting. His eyes are full of victorious momentum, who doesn't want to be the most eye-catching star this summer? They have already counterattacked to the top eight of the elite and led by 11 points in the last five minutes. How can they give up the victory again?

The final four!

This is an honor worth bragging about for a lifetime.

Nobody wants it slipping through their fingers.

The high morale quickly turned into efficient defensive execution, and the players of the crimson team rushed towards the Bulldogs tenaciously and full of discipline.

This made the Bulldogs quite uncomfortable, and they struggled for a long time before they got a chance to score.

However, amidst the uniform 'defensive' cheers from the audience, he hit the iron and missed the basket.

Scott took the rebound and he passed it to Li Zhen.

At this time, Robert Conti looked at Bruce Lee with awe in his eyes: they didn't dare to act rashly, let alone press ahead.

I can only watch him walk on eggshells from the backcourt to the frontcourt at the rhythm of the old man walking.

This cost Stanford at least 14 seconds of shot time.

And when Li Zhen reached the top of the three-point arc, the double-team finally came. But Frank Benson's screen immediately allowed Li Zhen to escape a little space, and quickly passed the ball to Thomson who ran out of position.

Swish!

When Thomson hit a 3-pointer, the point difference widened to 14 points.

Gonzaga's bench was wailing, and the head coach, Mr. Mark Fuyu, even covered his face with his hands helplessly. He deeply realized that the Bulldog's defense line had completely collapsed: when Stanford shooters other than Bruce can provide fire support, what else can the Bulldog do? Could it be that Bruce Lee, who moved the defense back to the flanks and scored three goals in one minute?

Isn't that courting death?

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