Chapter 5: Strong Eradication
After returning to the restricted area, he immediately lowered his center of gravity, stuck to Olajuwon tightly, and then reached out for the ball. When Yang Mo asked for the ball, Anfernee Hardaway quickly threw the basketball in. Passing the ball was not a difficult task for this guard known for his extraordinary talent.
Yang Mo took the basketball and hit it hard again, using his unparalleled strength to knock Olajuwon away. Then he turned around without any fancy moves, jumped up and slammed the basketball into the basket... Boom!
The basket trembled and the entire stadium stopped making any sound before this dunk that was filled with extreme anger.
Although everyone knows the three-pronged offensive routine of the Sharks, no one has been able to defend it head-on. In his prime, Shaquille O'Neal was absolutely qualified to pat his chest and say to the inside players around the world: In the face of absolute power, any skill is nothing!
"See, this is the price of angering me!"
After landing, Yang Mo raised his neck and roared, very arrogant and unruly.
Yang Mo’s arrogant roar immediately attracted cheers from the fans. This is the shark, this is the shark that can sweep away thousands of enemies.
Chapter 5: The Fierce and Invincible Shark
Amid the cheers and screams of the entire audience, Yang Mo turned around and ran back. When passing by Kenny Smith, he reminded him, "Try to commit another foul if you dare."
Yang Mo said this with contempt, as if he was certain that Kenny Smith would not dare. Even a clay Buddha has three fires, let alone a simple-minded black man? Kenny Smith immediately responded: "Okay, you wait."
Kenny Smith dribbled the ball to the frontcourt and quickly asked his teammates to leave the inside empty. He planned to repeat his previous offensive routine again.
He called Olajuwon out, used his body to create a pick-and-roll to get rid of the defense, and then quickly rushed towards the penalty area, his target still locked on Yang Mo.
He thought he could replicate his previous success, but this time, Yang Mo did not intend to give him a chance to attack by surprise. When Kenny Smith rushed into the free throw line, Yang Mo was ready. Yes, he stared at Kenny Smith's shoulders with his right palm raised high, as if he was ready to take advantage of the situation.
Kenny Smith was slightly afraid when he saw this, but he still went in headfirst. When he was one step outside the three-second zone, he immediately slowed down, his shoulders kept shaking, and his hands kept crossing back and forth, trying to confuse Yang Mo and cause a foul like last time.
However, Yang Mo was not shaken at all and remained motionless. At this moment, he knew his advantage very well. As long as he stood firm and opened his arms, Kenny Smith would have nowhere to escape.
Seeing Yang Mo standing in the penalty area like a mountain, although Kenny Smith felt a lot of pressure, he still gritted his teeth and decided to rush forward. How could he let him commit a foul if he didn't let go?
But, how could Yang Mo let him have whatever he wanted? He would not fall into the same pit twice.
When Kenny Smith was only one step away from Yang Mo, Yang Mo took a step forward instead of retreating. Kenny Smith was a little flustered by Yang Mo's strange advance. Seeing that he was about to hit O'Neal's flesh wall, Kenny Smith finally thought of passing the ball, but it was too late.
When he raised the ball and was about to throw it behind his head...poof!
Due to inertia, his body hit Yang Mo hard. Then, he felt his palm go numb, and then the basketball that was exposed above his head and had not yet been passed disappeared.
Less than half a second later... bang!
Kenny Smith was hit hard by the huge rebound force and fell to the ground.
As his body fell heavily to the floor, Kenny Smith found that a shadow of a basketball appeared across his pupils. Shaquille O'Neal threw the basketball out quickly with a long swing!
Then, coo!
There was a roar of the basket in the front court, followed by cheers from the whole hall. As his ears were filled with cheers, a huge black hand stretched out in front of Kenny Smith, accompanied by a cold remark: Buddy, can you be more embarrassed?
“shit!”
Kenny Smith muttered, then shook his hand fiercely, opened the hand that Yang Mo extended to him, and then got up on his own.
After teaching Kenny Smith a lesson, Yang Mo instantly locked his eyes on Drexler, and with a slight twitch of his thick lips, he uttered a sentence full of contempt: "Come and challenge me again if you have the guts."
At this moment, Yang Mo was full of murderous intent. He wanted to retaliate with an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
"You wait."
Drexler raised his eyebrows, not taking it seriously. Although Kenny Smith had fallen, he was not Kenny Smith. He had been flying for many years and thought that he was only inferior to Michael Jordan. How could he think that his air superiority would be taken away by the shark so easily?
Although sharks are fierce, my glider is no pushover!
Yang Mo was pleased with Drexler's direct confrontation. A man should stand up from where he fell.
After he ran back to the front court, he went deep into the penalty area, put one hand on his waist, hooked his finger at Drexler with the other hand, and said like teasing a dog: "Be obedient, glider, fly in quickly, I will help you with the repairs!"
Drexler, who was already
After passing the basketball, before Drexler asked Olajuwon for a pick-and-roll, Yang Mo directly said to Scott who was defending Drexler, "Hey, Daniels, you can go to the frontcourt to rest. You don't need to defend that old glider. Let him in and see how I kill him!"
When Scott heard Yang Mo's boast and took another look at Drexler's face that was about to explode with anger, he happily walked away.
As soon as Scott ran away, the defensive barrier that had separated the two men suddenly disappeared.
"Come in, there are hot Chinese dishes here!" Yang Mo raised his huge palm and said jokingly. Well, he originally wanted to say hot pot dishes, but for a moment he couldn't find the English word for hot pot in Shaquille O'Neal's knowledge base.
Although Drexler did not have a strong fighting spirit, he was still a hero of Portland back then. How could he tolerate the constant teasing from Shaquille O'Neal, a fledgling target?
Then, he gritted his teeth, and a surge of blood rushed to his head. He suddenly looked several years younger, and his body suddenly accelerated in an instant, flashing towards the restricted area like a fox...
Seeing Drexler rushing towards him like a flash of lightning, Yang Mo couldn't help but feel a little frightened. But after a moment, he finally calmed down quickly. He stood firmly in the penalty area, waiting for Drexler to attack.
At this time, Yang Mo had made up his mind. No matter what kind of fake moves Drexler made or how he moved in the air, he would just stand still and wait for him to glide to the basket and then defeat him in one fell swoop.
Because Yang Mo deeply knew that no matter how Drexler changed his moves, the basket would not move at all. In theory, this is called: You can escape the monk but you cannot escape the temple!
Drexler was very frightened by Yang Mo's immovable attitude, but he couldn't make any other choices since he was already in the air. Pass the ball? If he watched you rush in like this and then passed the ball just before the final shot, wouldn't he be laughed at to death?
Since he couldn't pass the ball, he had no choice but to go for it. After all, there was only one landing place for his glider: the basket.
When Drexler's gliding trajectory showed a downward trend, Yang Mo finally raised his hand, and when Drexler's body was less than half a meter away from his body, Yang Mo finally jumped... whoosh!
When Shaquille O'Neal's huge body suddenly rose like a jet, Yang Mo suddenly realized: it turns out that sharks have not only abnormal strength, but also explosive power.
If a guy like this can't rule the league for more than ten years, it can only mean one thing: he's too lazy!
When Yang Mo suddenly appeared in the air, with his huge body blocking all his landing routes, Drexler finally regretted it. It would be better for an old man not to rush into things as hot-bloodedly as young people!
Bang!
When Yang Mo's giant palm slapped the basketball above his head, Drexler's eyes, which had originally seen a glimmer of hope, were completely despaired. Then, a strong force hit him, and Drexler, who was originally gliding in the air, suddenly felt extremely unstable, his head was heavy, and the whole person couldn't help but fall backwards!
Bang!
The basketball was the first to be blocked to the ground by the wild force.
puff!
The glider was inevitably overturned and fell to the ground with its back facing the sky...Ah!
Ouch...
While Drexler was lying on the floor, holding his hips and wailing in pain, Yang Mo raised his hands amid the cheers and screams of the audience, excitedly enjoying this hero-like treatment. He never dreamed that one day he would receive cheers from more than 20,000 people on an NBA court, but now he has done it.
At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little elated. He approached the screaming Drexel, half-knelt down, and said with a smile: "Mr. Glider, you have to go back to the repair shop to get some oil."
In response to Yang Mo's teasing, Drexus could only bear the pain and close his eyes. He was old. When he used to abuse the basket over others' heads, he thought that one day he would be slapped in the face, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.
You have to accept your old age, no one can defeat time. When you are young, you can easily take the head of a million people in a battle, but when you are old and weak, you are easily overthrown by the young. This is common.
Soon, the team doctor came up and carried him away.
After Drexas was carried off the court, the Rockets' mood inexplicably became depressed. Drexas was the Rockets' core player, and now that he was off, Olajuwon was the only one left among the two trump cards.
Now, Olajuwon must take up the banner of the Rockets. Otherwise, the situation is likely to plummet and the team will be defeated.
Obviously, Olajuwon also understands this very well.
So, after the whistle blew, he took the initiative to lean on Yang Mo and reached out for the ball: "Give me the ball!"
Yang Mo was delighted when he saw that Olajuwon was finally going to play against him alone. He really wanted to see how powerful Olajuwon's big dream steps were, so he did not go around him, but let him catch the ball easily.
After Olajuwon received the ball, he immediately turned around and faced Yang Mo head-on. Obviously, he knew very well where his advantage was. It was impossible for him to win over the shark in a back-to-back singles match. The best way to deal with it was to attack head-on, so that he could fully play his footwork advantage.
Bang bang bang!
Olajuwon bent down and dribbled the ball between his legs with ease, his center of gravity was very low and his frequency was very fast.
Seeing this, Yang Mo couldn't help but admire him sincerely. His ball skills were too good. Even small guys might not be able to play so well. It was unexpected that a big center like him could dribble the ball so skillfully.
After playing the crossover for about three seconds, Olajuwon suddenly accelerated, and his entire upper body took a big step forward with his left foot...poof!
The left foot is firmly planted on the floor.
This move was very solid, but Yang Mo did not dare to make a judgment, because he had no idea what Olajuwon's next move would be. Olajuwon sold too many flaws, but if you think about it carefully, none of them are real flaws.
While Yang Mo was having a hard time, Olajuwon's entire body suddenly rotated with his left foot, and the entire attack direction completely changed. Seeing this, Yang Mo immediately rushed over to prevent him from scoring an easy goal. But as his center of gravity danced with it, Olajuwon's entire body suddenly turned back counterclockwise...
When the two bodies passed each other, Yang Mo could only close his eyes in despair - it was a big dream, it was indeed a big dream!
Swish!
Olajuwon easily put the basketball into the basket. At this time, Yang Mo's eyes were still looking at the place completely opposite to the basket out of inertia.
Yang Mo was fooled, and fooled thoroughly.
"Do you know what technical flow is now, kid?" Olajuwon opened his thick lips and said something that made Yang Mo's eyes widen and he didn't know what to do.
After hearing this, Yang Mo was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He lowered his head and ran back quickly.
As soon as he returned to the three-point line, he heard Anfernee Hardaway's cry for help from the backcourt. Turning around, he saw that Anfernee Hardaway was tightly double-teamed by Sam Cassell and Kenny Smith.
Seeing this, Yang Mo quickly stretched out his hand to signal Anfernee Hardaway to pass the ball to him. Hardaway originally wanted Yang Mo to set a pick-and-roll for him. But Yang Mo did not get rid of the concept that he was already O'Neal, and actually stretched out his hand to ask for the ball. Seeing this, Anfernee Hardaway wanted to kick Yang Mo to death, but the situation was urgent, so he passed the ball.
whoosh!
As the basketball came rushing over, Robert Horry on the side immediately wanted to get over to steal the ball, but Yang Mo took a slight step forward and his huge body instantly blocked his way. Horry bumped into Yang Mo's back, and it felt like he had hit a wall. He felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and almost died.
Yang Mo took the basketball and turned around immediately.
Robert Horry quickly adjusted his breathing and stood in front of Yang Mo with his arms outstretched. He didn't believe that O'Neal could break through his defense with the ball. In his opinion, O'Neal was always a fat man, and his center of gravity and flexibility were much faster than his own.
His idea was correct, but at this time he was facing a combination of Yang Mo and O'Neal, that is, the advantages of both were completely integrated, so... he was in trouble.
Bang!
Facing Robert Horry's outstretched hand to steal the ball, Yang Mo just lowered his shoulders slightly and completely resolved the crisis with a low-angle dribble in front of his body. By the way, he took a step and completely left it behind...
When the fans saw Yang Mo pass Robert Horry's well-prepared steal so neatly, they couldn't help but scream and praise him. They had never seen such a flexible fat man.
Yang Mo suddenly understood something after hearing the applause. Could it be that... my focus is now on myself? No wonder I didn't feel uncomfortable when dribbling.
By the time he realized this, he had already stepped into the free throw line. At this time, he only had one opponent in front of him - Olajuwon!
Seeing this, Yang Mo hurriedly stopped, and then, a smile of confidence appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered: "Now, I want you to see what technical flow is."
Bang bang bang!
Yang Mo followed suit, just like Olajuwon had done before, and dribbled the ball between his legs, like a fat butterfly flying through flowers. Although it looked very strange and inconsistent, Olajuwon did not dare to steal the ball because he could not see where Yang Mo's flaws were. He felt that every move of Yang Mo was a fake move, and was trying to trick him.
Olajuwon did not move forward to press, and Yang Mo, who had been dribbling the ball between his legs, suddenly accelerated. Supported by his abnormal explosive power, his huge body quickly rushed to the left. Seeing this, Olajuwon quickly turned his body to the side to adjust his defensive center of gravity.
At the moment when Olajuwon adjusted his center of gravity, Yang Mo suddenly stopped again. Whoosh! Although the greater the mass, the greater the inertia, O'Neal's body now had Yang Mo's center of gravity, so the brakes were timely and swift.
When Yang Mo completed this amazing emergency stop, the whole audience sighed again - they couldn't believe that the move they just saw was done by O'Neal, a 7-foot-3 fat man, because this move is almost a reserved program for the few top forwards and guards in the league. As for the center? Go away! Shaquille O'Neal? Even God can't complete this conjecture that challenges the limits of imagination. But now, it has really happened.
Even God could not complete this conjecture, so Olajuwon, an African native, naturally could not know it. So, he was caught off guard as expected. When Yang Mo stopped in front of him, he trembled obviously - not from a physiological reflex, but from a psychological reflex. This feeling is like a high-speed train speeding at a speed of 350 kilometers per hour, but suddenly braked in front of you in half a second.
Olajuwon's trembling made Yang Mo couldn't help but chuckle again. This was what he expected. But he didn't stay for too long - it was the best way to kill him while he was sick. With a flick of his wrist, his body suddenly stopped and followed the basketball heading north - with a whoosh, he passed Olajuwon's eye defense, which was better than nothing.
Swish!
After passing the wooden stake-like Olajuwon, Yang Mo used a layup that couldn't be simpler to end this attack that could be called a Hollywood suspense drama.
This time, no fans in the stadium booed, even though Yang Mo did not dunk - this kind of gorgeous offensive skill is much more dazzling than a dunk.
Soon, thunderous cheers and screams rang out in the stadium.
Amid the screams, Yang Mo turned his head slightly and said in the same tone as Olajuwon before, "Old man, this is the technical flow!"
"…………" Olajuwon was speechless. The moment Yang Mo brushed past him, he finally realized that he was really not as good as O'Neal. Before this game, he had once thought that his softness would definitely be able to restrain O'Neal's hardness, but he didn't expect that O'Neal had already reached the realm of combining hardness and softness.
Invincible!
Although he was reluctant to admit this fact, he could no longer stop O'Neal from doing anything on the basketball court. Because this guy was not only not afraid of the Hack-a-Shaq tactic, but also incredibly soft, and his skills were comparable to those of a top guard.
Yes, he is as big as an elephant, as strong as a black bear, as fierce as a shark, as clever as a civet cat, and as fast as a vulture. How can such a guy not be invincible?
While Olajuwon was sighing about Shaquille O'Neal's invincibility, Tomjanovich had already sat back on the bench in despair, muttering, "It's over, we're doomed! We're doomed!"
The next game was officially taken over by Yang Mo, because Yang Mo quickly figured out his own characteristics. Not only was his strength unparalleled, but he also brought his own touch. After that, the Rockets also tried the Hack-a-Shaq tactic, but the result was no surprise. It was meaningless except for adding numbers to Shaquille O'Neal's scoreboard.
So, after the third quarter, the Rockets gave up the game and replaced all the players with bench players.
After the game, Tomjanovich was interviewed by reporters and said with regret: "Although everyone can see why we lost, we couldn't find any way to limit him. We even used four people to double-team him. But he was still able to put the basketball into the basket. So, we had to declare garbage time at the beginning of the fourth quarter. The shark who can shoot free throws is invincible. I lost with a clear conscience."
At the moment the game ended, Yang Mo once again felt his head go blank, and then his soul was slowly pulled out...
