Chapter 291

Just this?

This is the 'strongest rookie level in history'? Truly weak!"

"Oh."

Su Yan responded boringly again, smiling slightly, "You can yell even when you can't defend me; if you were actually defended by me, wouldn't you jump up and yell?!"

"Who can't defend?"

The Madman was unimpressed, "Since when is a sneak attack worth showing off? Besides... watch, I'll score on your head in a moment."

The two interacted.

After Cassell pushed the ball up, seeing the Madman ask for it, he decisively passed it to him, matching him up against Su Yan.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Continuous behind-the-back dribbles to find rhythm.

The moment he took the ball with his left hand, he lowered his center of gravity and suddenly rushed out.

"Full acceleration on the left wing, looking for contact; if he can bump me away, he'll pass in one step; if he can't, he'll step back for a jumper. Your choice is... step-back jumper."

Su Yan said a mouthful quickly while defending, as if he were a commentator.

As the sound fell.

The Madman was seen stepping back for a jumper.

"Huh?"

Only the moment he shot did he realize what Su Yan had said; his eyes were full of confusion, but it was too late to think.

The next instant.

"Pa!"

Su Yan, who had guessed it completely, followed early and, the moment he jumped, flew up and slapped the basketball.

Swatting the basketball that was still in the Madman's hands away.

"Whoosh!"

While blocking... Su Yan rushed out, grabbed the basketball, pushed a one-man fast break, held the fire and burned the sky, like a divine soldier descending from heaven, bombing the rim.

Ahem...

Wrong scene.

Su Yan offered a crown dunk, but because of his astonishing power, the moment he hung on the rim, the basketball hoop shook slightly, still giving the fans some shock.

"Su Yan blocks the Madman, and the counterattack is a crown dunk.

Very ordinary talent, but the terrifying dynamic vision makes him possess exceptionally outstanding defensive ability.

This is already nothing to be surprised about."

Kenny Smith commented rapidly.

On the court.

"Madman" Sprewell, stunned in place, narrowed his eyes, "What does it mean? Just now he was teaching me how to play, and then... I followed along?

Or is it.

He saw the future, saw through my future offense?! And then told me, deliberately humiliating me?!

What a joke!

This is absolutely impossible!!!"