Chapter 118: 12 steals! Three records, Su Yan: The Steal Demon!

"What is this suffocating defense?!"

Nash failed to break through several times, and seeing Su Yan looming in front of him, the pressure multiplied, "I can't attack, and... he's sticking too close, there's no good passing opportunity either."

What to do?

He could only pass reluctantly.

When Finley received the ball, not only was the opportunity bad, but there wasn't much time left on the shot clock; he forced his way to the rim, attacking while carrying the defense.

The effect was naturally poor.

"Clang!"

A brick.

Rebound?

Da Yao leaped high, his absolute height advantage allowing him to firmly protect the rebound.

Su Yan successfully defended the "Son of the Wind" Nash once, and also destroyed a Mavericks attack.

Transition offense.

Hinrich pushed it over, at the left arc, suddenly launched a three-pointer, but unfortunately, it was a bit short, and it clanked off the front rim.

Antonio protected it.

Without stopping the ball, he passed it to Su Yan cutting to the other side; facing Antoine Walker's help defense, he used a Euro-step predicted by the 【Eye of the Heavenly Emperor】.

Step! Step!

One left, one right.

The speed wasn't fast, but it shook Antoine Walker away, and he easily made the low layup.

The offense was very casual.

The defense was also very casual, but it only looked casual; in reality, it was very domineering, making the "Son of the Wind" Nash unable to move a step again.

'Damn it!'

Nash hummed inwardly, 'He can always predict my offensive path and surround me in advance. This is the unique predictive playing style; it's really hard to deal with.

No.

I can't let him keep sticking to me.'

Thinking this.

Nash gave Su Yan a bump, retreated with continuous crossover steps, forcibly opened up a body's distance, and used a right-hand in-and-out.

"Whoosh!"

He started to accelerate again, exploding all the speed of the "Son of the Wind".

No flashiness, just forcibly passing Su Yan.

'One-sided linear acceleration, ball landing frequency, 0.7 seconds, 0.6 seconds, 0.5 seconds, okay... that's it!'

Su Yan swiped his hand fiercely.

From the flank, he crossed Nash's body horizontally, swiping the ball away just as it bounced up from the other hand but hadn't yet landed in his palm.

A precise steal.

"He can steal this?!"

Nash was shocked.

Su Yan took advantage of the momentum to dash diagonally, protected the stolen ball, and immediately launched a counterattack—a 3-on-2 opportunity in the front court, attacking the rim all the way.

Quick-step layup.

"Swish!"

Directly hit.

"Why?!"

"No, why didn't Josh Howard, who had already followed, go for the block?"

The fans were confused.

In reality... because Su Yan had already predicted that he was guarding against Hinrich following on the other side, worried that he would pass the ball.

Then he could just go for the layup.

This is the powerful capturing ability of the 【Eye of the Heavenly Emperor】, not just in this counterattack, but also in the defensive steal just now.

In an extreme amount of time.

He was precise in controlling the time of Nash's dribbling during acceleration; after finding the pattern, he swiped in advance and stole the ball from Nash, who was breaking through in a straight line.

This is the perverted nature of fantasy basketball abilities.

As Su Yan constantly uses it, he is also becoming more familiar with and mastering the use of the 【Eye of the Heavenly Emperor】.

2 attacks.

Su Yan completed 2 steals against Nash, destroyed two Mavericks attacks, converted 2 attacks, scored 4 consecutive points, and narrowed the point difference to 6 points.

However.

It didn't end there.

5:11.

"Pa!"

Su Yan once again incredibly stole the ball from Nash, who was accelerating in a straight line with a quick step, but he couldn't protect the ball.

Out-of-bounds ball.

Mavericks ball possession.

The sideline ball was given to Nash again; Su Yan pressed up again, and Nash accelerated to the right low post, shaking off Su Yan by half a body length.

There was a gap.

"Swoosh!"

Nash stopped suddenly, slightly drifting for a fadeaway jumper.

What?

"Pa!"

Su Yan, who had predicted it as usual, swiped the ball away the moment Nash lifted it to shoot, leaving Nash to jump alone and be left in the air in disarray.

One offensive possession, two steals against the "Son of the Wind" Nash.

The fans were in an uproar.

The commentators were also trembling.

And amidst everyone's amazement, at 3:21, Nash forcibly avoided Su Yan and went to look for an opponent, making what looked like a beautiful bounce pass.

"Shoo~"

Su Yan flashed out like a ghost, intercepting it halfway.

1:03.

Mavericks fast break, Nash turned into a wind again, and in the middle of the fast break, he found Michael Finley, who had an opportunity, with a no-look pass.

Once he caught the ball, he could attack the rim directly.

But.

Su Yan had been watching like a tiger, waiting for the moment Nash passed the ball, dashed out, and intercepted the ball halfway again.

Another steal.

"Unbelievable!"

"Su Yan predicted Nash's passing path again and completed the steal; he continuously destroyed Nash's organized offense."

"Tsk tsk... worthy of being a 'Prediction Master', what an astonishing stealing ability; Su Yan has made the 'Son of the Wind' Nash unable to move a step."

Halftime finished.

The fans looked at Su Yan, who was stealing the ball again and again, trembling.

At the commentary desk.

Eli Ott glanced at Su Yan's stats and couldn't help but tremble, "Unbelievable, Su Yan recorded 6 steals in a single quarter.

This should be the rookie single-game steal record.

Because... looking at the entire NBA history, the single-quarter steal record is only 8, and Su Yan is infinitely close to this record.