Chapter 121: Targeted? Don't attack, defend until you collapse!

"Holy! Shit!"

"Another steal!"

"Su Yan has stolen from Nowitzki again and again; he is like a steal demon, destroying every attack of the opponent."

"What a terrifying stealing ability!"

"Clearly the playing style looks a bit clumsy, how can his handwork be so good, how can he swipe the ball with such a casual tap."

"Hahaha~ This is the ability of the 'Prediction Master'; besides offense, he can also defend, accurately predicting the offensive route, accurately swiping the ball!!!"

"Su Yan is truly impressive~"

"Awesome~"

"......"

The fans were hyped.

The commentators were stunned.

The Bulls players were excited.

The Mavericks fans were dumbfounded.

Nowitzki was... furious; being stolen from 3 times in a row by an undrafted rookie, a guard with a mismatch advantage, and in such a casual way.

How could he not be angry?

This is truly infuriating.

"Mixed kid!"

Like Nash, Nowitzki, who is known for his good temper, couldn't take it anymore after being stolen from 3 times in a row by Su Yan.

"Hah!"

Amidst a roar.

In the next possession, he started to hammer Su Yan, wanting to use the mismatch under the advantage of strength and height to violently eat Su Yan.

This face must be recovered.

Same.

Su Yan still prioritized avoiding contact, but... he kept following.

But when he found Nowitzki going crazy, bumping frantically, and he felt he couldn't retreat in time, he chose to go head-to-head.

Su Yan, who retreated to the right low post, when Nowitzki bumped over fiercely again, his whole body shook, and 【Steel Strength】 permeated his whole body.

"Bang!"

Collision of muscle and muscle.

What?

Su Yan was as steady as Mount Tai, motionless, while Nowitzki, who seemed to have bumped into a big mountain, bounced back a step.

Just one confrontation.

Nowitzki was a bit confused.

"What's with this sudden surge in strength?"

Nowitzki's eyes were full of doubt, but he didn't think much, continuing to hammer, determined to complete a violent score on Su Yan.

But.

Under the infusion of 【Steel Strength】, Su Yan, who tightened his body, was a big mountain, a big mountain Nowitzki couldn't climb over.

"Bang bang bang!"

Continuous full-force confrontations.

All weak and powerless, all soft; watching Su Yan's calm expression as he resisted Nowitzki's strenuous confrontation with a ferocious look again and again.

Pippen on the sideline couldn't help but complain: "Little brother Dirk, did you not eat!!!"

"Pfft~"

Some fans in the front row couldn't help but laugh out loud after hearing it.