In the second quarter, he came on from the beginning, while Dream did not come on for the time being. Wang Tiejun faced the Mosaic team's backup center, Matt Bullard, a 208 cm, 98 kg white man.
Rudy Tomjanovich took into account Brad's 37.4% three-point shooting percentage this season, and remembered that Wang Tiejun had been beaten by Ronnie Seikali, who could also shoot three-pointers, so he sent him into the game.
The first goal was scored by the Suns.
Wang Tiejun squeezed directly into the basket forcefully, and Brad was like a child, unable to block him at all.
Danny Ainge, who was in control of the ball, lobbed the ball directly towards the basket. He jumped up with Brad dragging him, and after catching the ball, he slammed it down with both arms.
"boom!"
With the extremely violent sound of the ball hitting the basket, the basketball hoop suddenly sank. The reporters sitting at the back faintly heard the groaning sound of the basketball hoop, which scared them so much that they jumped up and scattered like birds and beasts.
"yeah!"
The extremely brutal slam dunk made the adrenaline of all Suns fans surge. The excited shouts resounded throughout the America West Arena, almost drowning out the voice of the commentator on the scene.
"What's going on? This is nothing?" Lao Wang said angrily.
Even with the mass of an extra person on him, he was unable to pull down the basket. Who said there was a problem with the quality of the equipment?
He has already received news that the league is going to change suppliers, so he only has the opportunity to collect basketball hoops during this period. It will be difficult in the future, so he doesn't want to miss any game.
Back on the defensive end, Brad drew to the three-point line, which gave him a headache, so he had no choice but to follow him out.
As a result, Mosaic drove the ball to the basket from the outside and made a successful layup.
The next round, he made a comeback on the offensive end.
His advantages in height, strength and tonnage were so great that when he stood under the basket, Brad couldn't even push him.
In the bench lineup, he is of course the first scoring point, otherwise he would not be allowed to play, so when he saw him entering the basket again, Danny Ainge threw the ball in without saying a word.
"boom!"
Danny Ainge has a good passing skill and he passed the ball just right, which was another alley-oop dunk.
“Beep!”
Brad also committed a hand foul and scored an extra free throw.
"What a weird thing! He didn't come down again."
Wang Tiejun muttered something and walked to the free throw line.
"It's pretty solid, Lao K. Try harder so we can rest for 20 minutes."
Danny Ainge and others knew that he wanted to collect the basket from the Mosaic team, and they all offered their encouragement.
"This bastard has bad intentions, coach, let me go up."
Dream was feeling uneasy, as the rookie's reputation as a basket collector had already been called out by the media. If his basket was confiscated, where would he put his face as a super center?
"be careful."
Tomjanovich nodded and agreed.
Dameng stood up, walked to the technical table, and waited for the opportunity of a dead ball.
Mosaic attacked and Wang Tiejun was pulled out again, but this time Mosaic's outside dribbling breakthrough failed. He made a mistake and was intercepted by Knight, and the offense and defense switched.
Advancing steadily to the frontcourt, Knight passed the ball to Danny Ainge.
At this time, Wang Tiejun slowly entered the paint area from the free throw line and went to the basket.
Brad couldn't hold on, and he tried to go forward, but he had no height and no bounce. He was simply unstoppable and could only stick to Wang Tiejun.
Dragging a defender on his back, Wang Tiejun ran to the basket with a few steps, swung his left arm, and blocked Brad outside with extreme brutality.
The next moment, the ball came in.
At this time, Mosaic substitute striker Carl Herrera rushed over from the right wing.
"Snapped!"
Wang Tiejun received the ball and was double-teamed by two defenders. He immediately leaned over to receive the ball and started to shoot instantly.
“Bang!”
As he leaned against the basket, Brad groaned and was knocked to the ground.
“Bang!”
With the second push, Herrera, who was of the same weight and height as Brad, flew backwards a step and fell to the ground, sliding backwards.
The two defenders weighed less than 100 kilograms, and despite the huge tonnage difference of more than 20 kilograms, Wang Tiejun still had a maximum of 10% bonus in punching power. So under such fierce punching, they were like paper figures, falling down as soon as they were hit, and flying away as soon as they were hit. They had no chance or ability to resist and were very weak.
The second pass has more space to exert force, and the power of the pass is far greater than that of the first pass. This is why Brad was only knocked down while Herrera was sent flying.
"not good!"
At this moment, Da Meng on the sidelines was a little panicked.
"drink!"
The next moment, with a loud shout, Wang Tiejun leaped into the air like a giant beast and smashed his arms violently.
"boom!"
The backboard, which had been ravaged by him in the first quarter, finally couldn't withstand his tossing and turning into small fragments all over the sky.
"Come down!"
He pulled with both hands and got the basket.
"Shit!"
At this moment, Da Meng, who was waiting to go on stage, was visibly upset .
"yeah!"
The entire America West Arena was boiling like an erupting volcano, and the scent of hormones filled every corner.
“Ohhhhhhh…”
The commentator on the scene was so excited that he made a series of strange noises, and then roared at the top of his lungs: "This is the fourth basketball hoop that basketball hoop collector Lao K has collected. The first three belonged to the Hornets, Mavericks, and Bulls."
"yeah!"
The whole audience burst into loud cheers again.
Wang Tiejun held the basketball high and walked off the court triumphantly, surrounded by his teammates.
He was not afraid of trouble and went around in front of the Mosaic team's bench.
"damn it!"
Da Meng was so anxious that he lost all his reason and rushed forward waving his fists.
"Hakim, calm down..."
Several Mosaic team coaches and staff couldn't stop him.
"Want to fight?"
Wang Tiejun felt scratched on the face, and quickly held Dameng with one hand and shouted.
"Give it back to me." Dameng roared angrily.
“No.”
Wang Tiejun said: "I will also carve your name on it."
"You despicable rookie, you launched a surprise attack when I was not on the court. You little bastard, you have no sportsmanship!" Da Meng cursed angrily.
"If you have the guts, pull down my basket too." Wang Tiejun said disdainfully.
"you?"
Da Meng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. If I had that strength and tonnage, would you still tell me? I guarantee I can beat ten of you in one fight.
"Old fellow, do you still need me to be respectful to you? What qualifications do you have for me to be respectful to you? Are you satisfied with the way I treat you now? If not, I will do it again when you are on the court."
Lao Wang continued to spray.
"Bastard!"
Da Meng was so angry that he almost went crazy.
Soon, the two angry people were forcibly pulled apart by their respective teammates.
"Old K, you bastard, I wasn't on the court just now, you can't carve my name, otherwise this matter will not be over." Da Meng was pulled away, still roaring unwillingly.
"This can be considered, but you have to be more humble to me," Comrade Lao Wang roared.
"asshole!"
When Da Meng heard this, he became furious again and wanted to rush over, but was held back by several teammates.
"Ha ha……"
Comrade Lao Wang gained the upper hand and went back laughing.
When he returned to the bench, his basket was snatched away by others, and they began to pass it around, with even some fans at the back wanting to touch it.
He took the bottle of water handed to him by Dumas and opened the system to check. 200 points had been credited to his account, and there were another 600 points.
I turned off the system, opened the water and took a sip, feeling a little unhappy. The functional drinks and water provided by the alliance were all cold. If I wanted to drink hot water, I could only ask the staff to heat it up, which was a bit troublesome. It would be better to prepare a thermos cup myself.
"Old K, how's your hand?"
At this time, head trainer Aaron Nelson came over and asked.
He looked at it, squeezed his hands, and smiled: "My bones are a little sore, but it's okay, I just feel a little weak."
"This is a sign of overexertion and instant physical exhaustion. It's not a big deal. What you need to pay attention to is your hands. Try to avoid doing this in the future. What if you break your hand one day?"
Head coach Paul Westphal said.
Barkley nodded and said, "Old K, don't do this. This thing is useless. It can only dampen the morale of the opponent. Why did you get it? And you will also make enemies with Dream and the others. It's not worth it."
Lao Wang quickly said, "Don't worry, my hands are specially trained. Look at these muscles."
Aaron Nelson squatted down, pulled Lao Wang's hands, checked them and said, "Lao K, your hands are really strong. Most people can't develop such thick palm muscles without long-term training. They can protect your hands very well."
Barkley took out his hands and compared them. His hands were also thick and fleshy, with no obvious muscles. However, Old K's hands were solid and muscular, like a pair of iron hands. He asked curiously, "Old K, how did you train?"
"Grabbing an iron ball is one of the basic skills of Bajiquan. It is specifically used to train the grappling hand, to train the claw strength and forearm muscles. It requires long-term training, and you have to start training from a young age," Lao Wang explained.
"No wonder the ball was almost broken by you when you caught it and was badly deformed." Dan Mali said.
"Can we learn?" Danny Ainge asked curiously.
"sure."
Lao Wang waved his hand and shouted, "I will open a martial arts school here in the future. You can worship me as your master. I guarantee that you will all be masters of Turtle Fist in the future."
“Puff!”
When they heard the word "turtle fist", they knew that Lao K was talking nonsense, and everyone burst into laughter.
Twenty minutes later, the game resumed.
After a rest, both sides sent out all their main forces.
Wang Tiejun threw away all his hesitation and prepared to fight Dameng with all his might.
“Bang!”
Dream was pushed by him in the low left wing, his left chest pressed tightly against the former's back. When the former received the ball, he suddenly exerted force on his feet and fiercely approached with a strong back-kick.
“Damn it!”
The force was so sudden that Dameng was caught off guard and staggered forward. He didn't catch the ball and it flew out of the baseline in front of him.
The referee immediately made a gesture for offense and defense transition and ran towards the Suns' frontcourt.
"Shit!"
While Dameng quickly returned to defense, he glared at Wang Tiejun fiercely.
In the first quarter, Wang Tiejun had never defended him like this before, which confused him and he was not mentally prepared.
But in fact, he knew that this was what Lao K was good at, because Lao K had defended him in this way in the last game.
He didn't know that this was because Wang Tiejun was sent off in the game against the Spurs , so he didn't dare to fight him with all his strength when he was facing him just now.
But he had to be thankful that Wang Tiejun used Tieshan's punching skills instead of his elbows, otherwise he would have to suffer more.
After arriving at the frontcourt, Wang Tiejun was in the low post on the left wing and began to position himself and ask for the ball.
A big dream is coming.
In fact, he knew that the effect of going around here was not good. This was the case in the last game. Old K had big hands, caught the ball very steadily, and his arm span was better than his. He could not control the opponent's handball after the lob.
However, in order to avoid a strong confrontation with Old K, he still took the approach of going around the front. With his agility, he could switch from going around the front to defending head-on the moment the ball was passed in. Just one turn was enough.
"Shit!"
Sure enough, just as he moved forward and tried to sit on Old K's body, he was quietly hit in the lower back by a big elbow, causing severe pain.
Wang Tiejun followed what Lewis taught him, retracting his elbow as it came out, then using his forearm to hold Dameng's lower back and raising his right hand high to ask for the ball.
The ball came over, but the help defense on the weak side also came over. Otis Thorpe, who was facing Barkley, rushed over and double-teamed him when he received the ball.
"later."
On the left three-point line, small forward Ceballos pointed behind Wang Tiejun and shouted loudly.
"Is there anyone behind me?"
There were so many fans at the scene and the noise was very loud. Wang Tiejun actually didn't hear clearly what Ceballos was shouting, but he saw his movements out of the corner of his eye and was moved.
The ball went to his back hand. If it weren't for Ceballos, he might have caught the ball while standing, but now, he jumped up in advance and grabbed the ball with one hand.
Just as he jumped, Otis Thorpe also pounced from behind. He was a moment faster, and the moment he grabbed the ball, Thorpe flew past him and intercepted the ball but missed.
At the same time, Dameng turned around and changed from going forward to defending. He was hit by an elbow on his lower back and it hurt.
The next moment, he turned sideways, holding up Dream with his left hand, and after jumping on one foot, he hooked the ball towards the basket with his right hand, and the ball flew over there.
There was a man standing under the basket, Barkley in an open position.
"It's over!"
Da Meng reacted very quickly and jumped, but with Wang Tiejun's shooting height and sideways hook shot, even if his arm was a foot longer, it would not be enough.
"boom!"
Barkley jumped up under the basket, caught the ball with both hands and smashed it, exploding the Mosaic team's basket.
"Beautiful! K made a great pass very calmly in the double-team, and he and Sir Barkley completed an alley-oop dunk..."
the on-site commentator roared excitedly.
“Pah…”
The fans at the scene also cheered and applauded loudly.
"Old K, good pass!"
Barkley shouted loudly while returning to defense.
"Of course."
Comrade Lao Wang said proudly.
"You old fellow, you actually have the nerve to ask for a double team. Are you still a superstar? Isn't double teaming the treatment for superstars? I am, right? Do you have the guts to fight me one-on-one?"
Turning around, he started to sneer at Dameng.
"Did I call for a double-team?" Dameng said angrily.
The playoffs are another matter, but in the regular season, when he played against this damn rookie, he really didn't want to call for a double-team. It was too embarrassing. He is not a wimp like Robinson.
Otis Thorpe took one look at Dream and decided not to double-team him from behind to avoid being blamed by Dream.
Da Meng came to the frontcourt, first turned around in the low post on the left wing, attracted Wang Tiejun there, then suddenly turned around and rushed to the basket.
Wang Tiejun quickly turned around to defend the basket. At this time, the ball came in and was caught by Daming under the basket. He quickly stood in front of the opponent, raised his hands high, and prevented him from getting up and shooting.
At this time, Dream did not pause at all. He knew that the double-team of the Suns would come soon, so after being blocked by Wang Tiejun, he immediately turned around and formed a back-to-the-basket attack.
"Old K, wait for death!"
He wanted to shake the damn old K and then dunk over him to avenge being dunked over and having his basket stolen at the beginning of the game.
"You're shaking me again!"
Seeing Da Meng turning around, Comrade Lao Wang knew what this guy was up to. When Da Meng finished turning around, he also got close to him, pressing his left chest against Da Meng's back. Then he paused, combined the six forces into one, and burst out with Tieshan's attack.
"Shit!"
As Dream had just finished his back-to-the-basket shot and was shaking downwards, he felt a force coming from behind. His center of gravity was moving, and this force knocked him sideways, causing him to fall under the basket, and the ball rolled out of the baseline.
“Bang!”
Because Da Meng was swaying downwards, Comrade Lao Wang, who was leaning forward to play, also couldn't stand steadily. After bumping into Da Meng, he missed the target and also fell sideways under the basket.
“Beep!”
The referee blew the whistle and the ball changed.
"He hit me."
Even David Robinson, a man with a modest personality, would ask the referee for a star whistle, let alone the old rogue Dream? He immediately yelled at the referee.
The referee glanced at Da Meng and shook his head, saying, "He didn't make any unnecessary movements, his feet didn't move, and his hands didn't move. This is a normal confrontation."
"You so-called superstars, are you only able to ask the referee for milk? If you can't fight back, then go back to your mother's arms, that's where you'll find the milk you want to drink. Stop hanging around in our adult world."
Wang Tiejun spoke trash to Daming with disdain.
"Ha ha……"
Buckley and others burst into laughter.
“Puff!”
The referee's face twitched, but he tried hard not to laugh.
"Damn kid!"
Da Meng felt a bloody taste in his throat. He was so angry at the trash talk that he suffered internal injuries.