Chapter 15: Dunking Over a Shark
The game was suspended for twenty minutes and resumed after the rebounds were replaced.
"Perverted coolie, can you get the ball?"
"I'll crush you, a pervert, even if I don't have the ball."
The Suns attacked, and Comrade Lao Wang and O'Neal, like two fighting beasts, began another round of low-post offense and defense confrontation.
Relying on his superior strength, he carried O'Neal into the paint area, two meters away from the basket.
At this time, Barkley, who had the ball, suddenly passed the ball in.
Wang Tiejun grabbed the ball with his right hand, pinched it with his five fingers, and dunked it.
If it were O'Neal, there would be many ways to get the ball into the basket at this time, such as turning around and slam dunking, hooking the ball or throwing it off the backboard, etc.
But he had no choice, as he was still a little short of the distance and his finishing ability was too poor, so he could only continue to move to the basket and shoot.
The Magic had no players to double-team this rookie. In this era, individual confrontation and one-on-one competition were valued, especially in the low post, which was not conducive to double-teaming. His offensive and defensive confrontation with O'Neal began.
"boom!"
“Bang!”
While dribbling, he hit the ball with all his strength, and the ferocious and overwhelming force instantly hit O'Neal's chest. The dull impact made people's teeth sour.
"Well!"
With O'Neal's physique, his thick chest felt like it was being crushed, the air in his lungs was squeezed out, and even made a whistling sound, and every rib was aching.
He tried his best to hold on, but still took a small step back. However, he immediately came back to the front.
“Bang!”
The second one followed closely.
"Well!"
O'Neal made heavy gasping sounds in his throat. He felt like his lungs were being squeezed out and his face turned red.
He took another half step back and slowed down his pace.
The whole stadium was dead silent. Nearly 20,000 fans were watching the two low-post giants engaging in the most ferocious and intense collision and confrontation. They even stopped breathing involuntarily.
“Bang!”
The third one arrived as expected.
"Well!"
When the most ferocious force hit, O'Neal felt like his scalp was about to explode. The force seemed to be transmitted from his chest to the top of his head, and then break out of the top of his head.
At the same time, a shrill sound came from his throat, and the air in his lungs was squeezed out by a huge force at the speed of a tornado.
The pain in his chest and the accumulation of strength made his defense collapse like a broken dam.
"oh!"
There was a huge roar from the home fans when they saw O'Neal stumble back in the third confrontation and completely lose his defensive position.
"here you go!"
Off the court, Colangelo was already extremely excited and shouted loudly with his fist raised.
"Dunk him!"
On the court, Barkley shouted sharply.
"I don't have the ability to smash your backboard right now, so I'll just dunk on you and get some interest later."
Amid the loud shouts of the flying pig in the air, Wang Tiejun turned around and took a step up into the air, grabbed the ball with his right hand, raised it high, and smashed it towards O'Neal who had been pushed into the basket by him.
“Damn it!”
O'Neal's eyes were bloodshot, but he couldn't stop it. He lost his balance and had no way to react.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang of the rim, and O'Neal was knocked back again. If it weren't for his teammates holding him up from behind, he would have been knocked over.
“…”
The Magic home fans were dead silent, as were the commentary booth and the ESPN commentary booth.
"oh!"
The Suns players on the field cheered and rushed towards Lao Wang.
"yeah!"
The Suns' bench was instantly boiling with excitement. The players and coaching staff all stood up from their seats, clenched their fists and shouted towards the court with excitement.
"Damn it, I underestimated him! I underestimated his low-post play..." Colangelo shouted excitedly, clenching his fists.
He saw with his own eyes that Wang Tiejun knocked down Mark West twice in New York, and he did think that Wang Tiejun had certain potential, but he did not take him too seriously because Mark West's strength was too weak.
But this time, the attack was against O'Neal, a low-post giant who reached his peak as soon as he debuted, so the meaning was completely different.
Head coach Paul Westphal's eyes also sparkled, and he murmured, "If only his other skills were better, his finishing skills were better, and his movement speed was faster. It's a pity that he can only shoot at the basket, which is a waste of his low-post skills."
“Wow…Wow…Wow…”
O'Neal's chest was heaving violently and he was gasping for breath. He had consumed a lot of energy in several confrontations. His entire chest was numb and his lung cavity was hot and aching.
He took a look at Wang Tiejun and felt that he was just an animal, a real animal. Even the Mexican donkey was not as strong as him.
Wang Tiejun stared at O'Neal fiercely, his eyes were as fierce as a beast, and his deep voice rang out: "You pervert, I told you that you will feel very sour tonight."
"Come on, do you think I'm afraid of you?" O'Neal roared unwilling to be outdone.
"Paul, he's okay, right? This is a real head-on dunk after a low-post confrontation. Our short-term player defeated this year's No. 1 pick in the confrontation and dunked over him."
On the sidelines, Colangelo excitedly shouted to head coach Paul Westphal.
Paul Westphal shook his head with emotion and said, "Yes, yes, boss, I saw it, I saw his talent. His fighting skills are average, no fake moves, no turns, no skills at all, just back arching, but his fighting power is so strong that it can destroy all defensive forces!"
At this time, Wang Tiejun, who was extremely excited, passed by the bench and shouted to Colangelo: "Sir, am I worth a guaranteed contract?"
"Guaranteed contract?" Colangelo was stunned.
At this time, Wang Tiejun had already run over. He quickly ran two steps after him and shouted loudly at his back:
"Old K, after the game we will sign a contract. It will be a new contract, a guaranteed contract. It will be a fully guaranteed contract."
Now he is a little worried, because just based on this one goal, this young man will definitely enter the sight of other teams.
"Really?"
Lao Wang was so excited that he almost exploded. He felt like countless mountains of gold were floating before his eyes. That was all his money.
"Too bad, our top draft pick got dunked on again, twice in a single game, and the first quarter hasn't even finished yet."
The commentator at the scene lamented at this time: "The last time Barkley dunked over him, it didn't count. Barkley didn't do it alone. That perverted coolie was an accomplice.
But this dunk was really terrible! That perverted coolie was too brutal in the low post. He actually, actually…"
At this point, he couldn't continue. This ball was too devastating to the Magic's morale.
In the ESPN commentary booth, Vince Rollin said with a wry smile: "Power, why is his power so great? With the same size, he can actually crush O'Neal, how is this possible?"
From his words, it can be heard that he has not yet accepted what happened just now.
"Maybe he is Chinese and knows Chinese Kung Fu?" Winter Oldman guessed.
Winston Rawling's eyes lit up. This was a good reason. He immediately said excitedly, "Yes, yes, he must have used Kung Fu. Damn it, this cunning Chinese, it's wrong to do this. He can't use Kung Fu..."
