When he arrived at the parking lot, Wang Tiejun decided to park his car by himself.
"Oh, it's too late, get back to the direction as soon as possible."
"It's too early."
"Fall to that position."
"Please, don't step on the accelerator to reverse, just use the clutch to control it."
Zhang Heli was sitting on the side directing the operation, while Comrade Lao Wang was in a panic. Both of them were sweating profusely, and the car had not yet stopped.
"Is this Lao K's personal trainer?"
"Yes, he just said that we can call him Lao Zhang."
"Old K's driving skills are pretty good. I believe he should be able to park the car when we finish training and leave."
"It certainly won't be put off until tomorrow."
"Ha ha……"
Barkley and a few others stood aside and watched the joke.
It took five minutes to finally park the car.
Lao Wang felt that this was more tiring than fighting against Dream, especially with Barkley and a few other guys pointing fingers at him, which made him very upset. It was because he was too kind, otherwise he would have been in trouble if he had stepped on the accelerator.
In the afternoon, Wang Tiejun followed Barkley to learn his rebounding and defensive techniques.
Barkley's strongest skill is post-up play, and his post-up play has a wide range. Unlike Barkley, he can only post-up play in the low post where it is difficult to double-team and close to the basket.
But he has his own back-to-the-basket technique, and he certainly can't learn Barkley's back-to-the-basket technique, so he can only learn other techniques.
At six o'clock, the Suns entered the America West Arena.
At seven o'clock, the stadium was already full.
At 7:30, both sides announced their starting lineups.
Spurs: David Robinson, Sean Elliott, Darle Ellis, J.R. Reid, Vinny DeNagro
Suns: Wang Tiejun, Barkley, Cedric Ceballos, Dan Majerle, Kevin Johnson
Tonight's game will be broadcast live across the United States by ABC, with commentators Rango Gomez and Morton Elanton.
"You know, Rango, I heard a piece of news that Magic's big shark O'Neal is gaining weight. He wants a bigger tonnage."
Morton Elanton said.
"His weight according to his draft information seems to be 125 kilograms, right? That's already very big," said Rango Gomez.
Morton Elanton laughed, "He told the media that he needed a thicker layer of fat, otherwise he wouldn't be able to withstand the kind of punches that Old K would throw."
"Ha ha……"
Rango Gomez paused, then burst into laughter. After he finished laughing, he said, "It seems that Old K hurt him a lot that time!"
"Speaking of K, he scored 20+10 against Dream again. Although his offensive efficiency is not high enough for a big center, he can't get into the basket and lacks lethality, but he also limited Dream's offensive efficiency and even limited Dream's defensive ability. His performance is still quite good."
Elendon said.
Nodding, Gomez said: "He had a very strong confrontation with Dream the night before, and he did really well in a one-on-one situation.
From this point of view, I can say that there are very few centers in the league who can defend him in the low post in a one-on-one duel, without considering other unexpected factors such as the referee. "
"Except for those super centers, other teams will double-team him when they meet him and won't let him do whatever he wants in the low post.
I mean, facing a few super centers, in one-on-one situations, his performance is not bad. But against other centers, when they encounter double teams, his data may not be as impressive as against a few super centers. "
Ellandon went on to say: “He only had one way to score before, dunking. In recent games, he has added close-range hook attacks, which has greatly enhanced his offensive ability and threat, and also increased the difficulty of defending him alone.”
Gomez said: "Last time the Suns played against the Spurs, K got into foul trouble. The referee tonight is not the same as the one that day. I don't think that kind of problem will occur again. There should be a strong confrontation between him and the Admiral, just like between him and Dream."
While the two were commentating, the substitute players had already come on the field and it would soon be the starters' turn.
The two teams met in the player tunnel. Wang Tiejun stared at Robinson. It was like two enemies meeting, and they were extremely jealous of each other!
"Study master, let's have a one-on-one duel tonight?" he shouted at the top of his voice.
"Remember, rookie, you will never be qualified to be double-teamed. Even if I am 80 years old, I can still beat you."
Robinson said in a flat tone.
"Son of a bitch!"
Lao Wang was almost mad at me. He would beat me up when he was 80 years old. By then I would be 70 years old. What's the point of beating him up? We would all be waiting to die in bed.
He said angrily, "Softie, I bet you will complain to the referee about my elbow tonight, and I might be sent off again."
Now it was Robinson's to be angry. He said with a twitching face, "Rookie, dare you tell me whether you used your Kung Fu when you elbowed me?"
Lao Wang was speechless and immediately shook his head to deny: "Of course not."
"You're lying! Your expression tells me you must have used it." Robinson roared angrily.
He touched his waist. It was still a little painful since he was elbowed there last time. It has not fully recovered for several days.
Lao Wang was embarrassed. Did he really use too much force last time because he was excited? And the hit was on the waist, which was a vital part and could easily get hurt.
Robinson said angrily: "I will apply to the league to ban you from using Chinese Kung Fu. You are cheating."
"How to prohibit it?" Lao Wang asked curiously.
Robinson was speechless. Yes, how to ban it?
Lao Wang cursed impatiently: "Old man, I know Kung Fu and it's my strength. If you can't stand it, just get out of here. I fought with Da Meng twice, but I didn't see him complain to the referee. When you elbowed me in the face, why didn't I see you surrender to the referee?"
"Alright, alright, calm down everyone..."
Barkley stepped out, inserted himself between the two, and advised: "You elbow me, I elbow you, I think everyone should treat it with a normal attitude, as long as you don't elbow the vital parts, isn't that what everyone does?"
Robinson touched his lower back again, feeling very angry. Damn Barkley, this damn rookie elbowed me in the vital spot, causing me to urinate frequently for several days. But could I tell you about this frequent urination?
When Wang Tiejun was sitting on the bench during warm-up, the system issued a task.
"Host, if you score 20+10 on super center David Robinson and make him feel completely comfortable, you will get a 100-point reward. If you can cause him to take a break for one game, you will get an additional 100 points."
After taking a look at the content, he felt that this task was very much to his liking. He wanted to make Robinson feel completely comfortable today, and it would be best if he couldn't get out of bed for three days.
"System, I forced Da Meng to take a break last time and the day before yesterday, so why is there no extra reward?" he asked puzzledly.
"Idiots don't deserve rewards." said the system.
Lao Wang was stunned. Idiot, is this referring to the big dream?
At eight o'clock, the competition begins.
Robinson and Wang Tiejun stood in the center circle, looking at each other, and both disliked each other.
"Damn rookie, if I don't beat you tonight, I won't play piano and electronic music anymore." Robinson said secretly.
Even though he had a falling out with Larry Brown, which eventually led to the firing of Brown and the entire coaching staff, the Admiral's habit of being too distracted off the court did not change. But now, because of Wang Tiejun, he has decided to make a change and focus more on basketball.
"Coward, tonight is my home court, wait and see how I'm going to deal with you." Comrade Lao Wang was also furious in his heart.
"Snapped!"
Even though Robinson was still urinating frequently, he jumped faster and higher than Lao Wang, slapped the ball away first, and the Spurs attacked.
The general came to the left wing, two steps away from the paint area, and did not choose to back up, but instead faced the basket to ask for the ball.
Lao Wang nervously stood one meter away, with his upper body leaning forward and his right hand against Robinson's waist.
He didn't dare to defend closely. If he did, he could use the Iron Mountain Technique to interrupt the opponent's rhythm, but in that case he would be too far away from the paint area and would be easily broken through by Robinson.
But by defending like this, he also knew that it would be difficult for him to defend against the opponent's probing jump shot.
"Damn it, the probing jump shot seems to be an outside attacking technique. Aren't you ashamed of using this technique as a big center?"
As he was muttering, the ball was passed to Robinson, who immediately focused his attention and began to defend.
Sure enough, after receiving the ball, Robinson didn't stop for half a second. He directly held the ball above his head, then leaned over, drew a semicircle with the ball in both hands, and pulled the ball to the floor, just like an outside player, ready to break through.
At this moment, Lao Wang's nerves were tense.
"squeak!"
The next moment, there was a sharp friction sound from Robinson's sneakers. He took a big step sideways with his right foot and rushed past Lao Wang's right side and his own left side, near the baseline.
"Fuck, that's fast!"
Lao Wang turned around hurriedly and could only see Robinson's taillights.
Barkley had already assisted from the weak side and blocked Robinson in time, but the latter made a sudden stop and turned around, then jumped up in front of the left side of the basket.
"boom!"
After the one-arm slam dunk, the America West Arena was silent.
"This is just an oversized shooting guard."
After complaining in his heart, Wang Tiejun touched his forehead, where there were dense beads of sweat.
After succeeding, Robinson didn't even look at Barkley beside him, but turned around to look at Wang Tiejun. He didn't say any trash talk, but said in his heart, "Damn rookie, even if you have frequent urination, I can beat you. Tonight I am the frequent urination Saint Seiya."
"Not bad, the Admiral gave us a wonderful slam dunk, he is an absolute dunker."
The commentator on the scene was too embarrassed to talk about the performance of the Suns and only "praised" Robinson, directly demoting a super center to a dunker.
During the ABC live broadcast, Rango Gomez said with a smile: "We may say that K has good low-post offensive ability, but his defense, we hope to see his improvement, rather than continue to be such garbage."
Morton Elanton shook his head and said, "No, no, no, the outside world's evaluation of him is at most the level of a second-rate center. Can you expect a second-rate center to defend against the offense of a super center? Robinson is the one with the strongest offensive ability among the three super centers.
So it’s not that K’s defense is too bad, but under Robinson’s firepower, any defender’s defense will be at a rubbish level.”
"That's right." Gomez nodded.
At this time, Wang Tiejun arrived at the frontcourt and moved to a low position on the left wing.
Barkley was in the low post on the right wing. He and Lao Wang were on the left and right, and both were good at post-up play.
Small forward Ceballos and shooting guard Dan Maalley moved to the three-point line on the left and right, with Kevin Johnson at the top of the arc.
As a result, the Spurs' defensive formation was stretched apart, with the low post players unable to assist in defending the outside in time, and the outside players unable to assist in defending the low post in time, leaving many opportunities for singles.
"Kevin, there's an assist here."
Wang Tiejun was positioned right at the edge of the paint area, just one step inside for a dunk. He began to actively ask for the ball, even at the cost of deceiving Kevin Johnson.
"There's a ghost assist."
Kevin Johnson cursed inwardly. He rarely got assists from Wang Tiejun. Wang Tiejun just played hard when he got the ball. How could he get assists? That was called independent attack with the ball. There was no chance of assists.
The ball came in. Robinson tasted success in the last game and this time he used entanglement defense again, with a lot of small movements, and his arms almost hugged Lao Wang.
Lao Wang took a horse stance, clasped the ball with both hands, and held it between his chest and abdomen. Suddenly, he exerted force with both feet, twisted his waist, combined the six forces into one, and launched the Iron Mountain Backbone attack, and suddenly leaned towards Robinson who was completely pressed against him.
"Well!"
Robinson snorted and said, "It's okay."
Indeed, this kind of close-range fighting leaves no room for exerting force. If Wang Tiejun's Iron Mountain Backbone had not reached perfection, he would not be able to exert force at all.
"It makes you feel good! It makes you feel good..."
But Wang Tiejun immediately attacked continuously. This short and close combat consumed a lot of physical energy, but the rhythm was very fast. He could attack twice or even three times in one second.
This kind of striking force is very strong and has good penetrating power. When striking continuously, the force is superimposed together, creating a strong sense of shock.
This kind of skill cannot be achieved through fighting and it is impossible to master it.
He did just that when he played against Dream Team, and Dream Team almost vomited blood.
"Uh! Uh..."
After leaning twice and three times, Robinson felt the heat rising in his chest, his nose was hot, and his whole body was so comfortable that he could hardly bear it. He could no longer hold on to Lao Wang, and his arms were loosened by the knock.
“Bang!”
As soon as Robinson's arm loosened, Wang Tiejun followed up with the fourth hit. This time, because he had a little more room to exert force, the power of the hit increased dramatically.
"Well!"
Robinson groaned in pain, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and staggered back a step.
“Bang!”
The next moment, Wang Tiejun dribbled the ball and made his fifth iron mountain shot.
"Well!"
Robinson groaned in pain and felt his chest being crushed instantly. He was knocked backwards and hit the floor.
"yeah!"
The whole stadium erupted in loud cheers, with countless fans waving their arms and cheering.
Now more and more Suns fans have fallen in love with Wang Tiejun's extremely brutal fighting style, and more and more fans are wearing No. 33 jerseys at the scene.
At this moment, Lao Wang turned around and took a step forward, flying straight over Robinson's head, his hands almost squeezing the ball to explode.
The next moment, he contracted his abdomen with all his strength and smashed his arms violently.
For this shot, he wanted to use the powerful and ferocious momentum of his soaring shot to make up for the lack of explosive power. He wanted to smash the Admiral's basket, completely humiliate his opponent, and earn points.
He used all his strength to hit this ball.
After this goal, he will definitely need time to recover and will inevitably lose his fighting power temporarily. If the game cannot be suspended, it will be a big loss.
“Damn it!”
Robinson, lying on the ground, was furious when he saw Wang Tiejun flying over his head. He, he was actually humiliated by a rookie?
"boom!"
With a violent sound of the basket exploding, the backboard exploded instantly, the basket stand shook violently, and fell to the floor with a creaking sound.
Buzz buzz buzz...
The shouts at the scene were earth-shaking, and the decibel level suddenly climbed up to several peaks. It seemed as if everyone's eardrums were blown through and they lost their hearing.
A large amount of rebound particles hit Robinson's face and body, but he didn't care about that. He rolled and crawled away from the basket. If he was too late, he would be crushed to death.
"First ball, first ball, the powerful basket collector K knocked David Robinson away, then flew over the Admiral, he broke the backboard with one shot, he knocked over the Spurs' basket with one shot, who else? Who else can stop him... "
Over the America West Arena, the roar of the live commentator rolled through, reaching its peak.
“Ouch!”
Wang Tiejun put down the basketball stand, raised the basket with both hands, and roared to the sky, showing his power to all the Suns fans in the audience.
“Ouch!”
His action received interaction from all the fans, and the cheers became increasingly crazy, almost blowing the roof of the stadium apart.
“Crack, crack…”
Behind the baseline, the reporters were in a mess, but they still did not forget to frantically click the lenses of their cameras.
"Ahem, Bu!"
Robinson stood there with his back bent and legs propped up, coughing hard, then he spat out a piece of glass, and then he could breathe smoothly.
Well, he had just been nearly killed by a piece of broken glass.
"Damn rookie!"
He glared at Old K. That was his basket, and now it fell into the hands of the rookie. He was going to lose face just like Dameng.
He touched his chest again and felt it was hot and his ribs were sore. This was the result of his confrontation with Old K.
This result made him think of avoiding confrontation with Old K.
"Old K, say something?"
Behind the baseline, a local reporter thrust his microphone into the field and excitedly shouted at Wang Tiejun.
The referee was too lazy to stop it, as the game was suspended anyway.
Wang Tiejun, surrounded by his teammates, came to the baseline and accepted interviews from the media.
"See? This is my fifth trophy. I have collected the baskets of David Robinson and Hakeem Olajuwon. Next, I will collect Ewing's basket. I want to collect the baskets of the three super centers. Oh, and I also have Jordan's basket. I will tour the exhibition across the United States. Oh, and I will get O'Neal's basket in the future. He can't stop me. I will carve their names on the baskets to commemorate them forever..."
Comrade Lao Wang was so excited that he started talking a lot.
“Let’s go, let’s go…”
Barkley quickly pulled Lao Wang away. If he continued talking, everyone in the league would be offended, and the Suns would be finished and would be unable to move forward.
"All basketball facilities must be replaced as soon as possible!"
At this time in New York, Stern was watching the game at his home. After seeing this scene and hearing what Wang Tiejun said, he felt a headache.
When something like this happens, the game will be delayed, which will affect the broadcaster's broadcast plan, and combined with other aspects, the impact will be huge.
Today's basketball hoops are connected to the backboard. As long as the impact force exceeds 290 kilograms, the backboard will easily break.
Now the new supplier he contacted has the basketball hoop directly connected to the frame, with shock-absorbing springs installed and better tempered glass replaced. This will prevent the backboard from being shattered to the greatest extent possible, and also prevent the basketball hoop from being torn off.
In addition, the new supplier also strengthened the base of the basketball stand to prevent it from being knocked over again.