Chapter 76 Death Block
While the outside world was going crazy over this scene, Yang Mo gradually calmed down. He knew that this ball was very important to him. If Randolph scored the ball, he would definitely become a laughing stock for a while, even if he won the game.
Yang Mo is a natural player with a big heart. The bigger the scene, the calmer he can be.
But Randolph was not like that. His heart started pounding as the entire audience stood up. He was a little nervous. It was as if he was about to make a buzzer beater, but… since joining the NBA, he had never made a buzzer beater, not even in his college career. He only seemed to have made one in high school.
Randolph was so nervous that his mouth was dry. At this time, Yang Mo raised his index finger to him again: "Come on, Fatty, let me see what you can do."
After being provoked again and again by Yang Mo, Randolph finally took the first step. He dribbled the ball, exerting his greatest strength and explosive power, and rushed towards the basket.
I have to say that Randolph is indeed a basketball genius. His explosiveness and speed are definitely top-notch in the interior, even though he is so fat. However, he is too lazy.
Watching Randolph slinging his fat body like a missile and rushing towards the restricted area, commentator Barkley could not help but be dumbfounded and said, "Is this Randolph at 100%? If he keeps this attitude and plays for 48 minutes, he should be the No. 1 center in the NBA."
This is more than just Randolph at 100%, this is simply Randolph who has exploded, he has played at 120%.
Seeing Randolph rushing in aggressively, Yang Mo was a little surprised. This Randolph was beyond his imagination, but fortunately, he still felt that he had the ability to kill him. Isn't it just a running wild boar? Kill it with one punch!
As all the fans held their breath, Randolph finally rushed to two steps in front of Yang Mo. Yang Mo stared at Randolph's ankles. He judged that Randolph would never dunk so directly. He didn't have the courage.
Sure enough, Randolph suddenly stopped while running, and then tried to rely on Yang Mo's body to spin, but as he spun, Yang Mo dodged to the side. This surprised Randolph, as he did not expect Yang Mo to dodge suddenly.
However, the action has already been made and it cannot be unfinished, otherwise it would constitute traveling.
When he turned half a circle and turned to the left side of the basket, he raised his eyes and saw Yang Mo standing in front of him with his arms outstretched, not giving him any space to jump. He wanted to dunk? Dream on!
Seeing this, he quickly shrugged his shoulders and tried to shake Yang Mo off with a fake shot. Yang Mo did not move at all, but instead took a step upward.
Seeing that this fierce attack was about to be easily destroyed, he subconsciously bumped his shoulder into Yang Mo, trying to squeeze Yang Mo open like he did last time.
However, Yang Mo did not move at all.
Before, he met Yang Mo who was not full, but now he is facing Yang Mo, a tauren warrior with full health and full status.
Yang Mo didn't move at all. Randolph committed a foul and got a chance . Seeing that Yang Mo was about to force him to travel, he didn't care about anything else. He just leaned back and threw the basketball out even by falling to the ground.
As for whether the ball goes in or not, it doesn't matter, at least don't lose so badly. If the defending player doesn't even have a chance to shoot, then if the ball is passed out, people will laugh at you.
But... as soon as he leaned back, Yang Mo pressed him from all sides... He swung his long arms in a semicircle and hit him hard.
Seeing Yang Mo coming at him, Randolph was about to fall to the ground with his back leaning back, but he still threw the ball out with a fluke in his heart, as he felt that Yang Mo might not be able to touch the ball.
But...obviously, he underestimated Yang Mo's arm span!
Bang!
Yang Mo's palm slammed hard on the basketball thrown by Randolph. This time, he used all his strength and the basketball instantly whizzed towards his face... Before he could understand what was going on, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes. The basketball hit his nose heavily, and then he felt a sharp pain in his brain. He was about to make a sound of pain... Bang! The back of his head hit the floor hard. At that moment, he only felt the brain in his head shaking, and then he fainted.
He just fainted and Yang Mo, who had tried his best to block the shot, fell beside him.
This time, Yang Mo deliberately controlled his body, otherwise he would definitely hit Randolph and aggravate his injuries.
After the basketball hit Randolph's face, it immediately rolled to the side. Wade quickly picked up the basketball and passed it to Chalmers who was running down the court. Chalmers made a successful layup in the frontcourt.
At this moment, the whole Madison was screaming.
Because Randolph, who was lying motionless on the ground, had half of his body covered with blood from his nose, and the blood was still flowing, making the floor all over. It looked like Randolph had died in a pool of blood.
The fans were screaming in fear, and the referee was so scared that he didn't know what to do. He didn't even blow the whistle to confirm that Chalmers' goal was valid. He just kept yelling with the whistle and frantically asked the Knicks' team doctor to come on the court to deal with the situation.
Perhaps because Randolph looked too miserable and horrible, the Heat's team doctor also ran up to help treat his wounds.
At this time, Yang Mo was still lying beside him, gasping for breath. The extremely angry block just now almost exhausted all his strength.
At this time, Dwyane Wade walked over and stretched out his hand to pull him up. Yang Mo did not reach out his hand immediately, but asked: "How is it? Was this defense successful?"
Wade was silent for a moment, glanced at Randolph who was lying unconscious in a pool of blood, and replied in a creepy way: "It was a great success!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Mo grinned, stretched out his hand, and let Wade pull him up.
When Yang Mo stood up, he saw Randolph lying in a pool of blood. He was immediately shocked and muttered to himself: Did I do this?
He certainly did it.
"Thug, an absolute thug on the court. His block was too violent and cruel, a death block, an absolute death block. I don't think anyone will dare to dunk on him in the near future if those guys see this video!" The TNT commentator said tremblingly. He didn't want to eat supper tonight. He had never seen such a violent and bloody scene. Even Hollywood's third-level movies didn't dare to shoot such a cruel plot, but... it was broadcast live across the United States just now. What UFC and WWE didn't do, the NBA actually did. A basketball league actually did a scene that the fighting league didn't do. Is this considered stealing jobs?
