Chapter 470: Su Yan's strongest weapon: Prediction!

The two commentators were stunned.

And the fans were equally excited; the Pistons' defense has always been barbaric, but like tonight, both sides seeing blood in consecutive offense and defense.

This is also quite rare.

But it's good enough to watch.

Hinrich also disinfected and cleaned the wound, and after applying a bandage, there was no major problem, and he could continue the game.

The game intensity was certainly high.

But after all, it's a game, and in most cases, the players were just trying to score or stop an attack, which led to accidental injuries.

With the physical fitness of NBA players, they could still handle it to some extent.

It's just that... playing against the Pistons' "Bad Boys 2.0," who play with a violent and dirty culture, makes it easier to get injured.

Before long.

The game continued.

Bulls possession.

Da Yao successfully established position in the low post, and Su Yan gave the ball into his hands, but... facing Ben Wallace's airtight contact defense.

Da Yao, who currently doesn't have enough weight.

Simply couldn't push him away.

In constant contact, his body was even retreating slightly, completely unable to attack.

Fortunately, he forced a turnaround jumper, using his absolute height advantage and soft mid-range touch, and finally hit the shot.

But clearly.

Such an offense was not smooth.

Da Yao was like this.

Antonio, facing Rasheed Wallace's intensity-maxed and trash-talk-filled defense, also attacked very difficultly.

Prince's defense on Pippen was also watertight.

Billups could also put immense pressure on Hinrich, leaving him with almost no opportunities for three-point shots.

The Bulls' five starters.

Except for Su Yan, everyone played poorly; the capable newcomers lacked experience, and the experienced veterans lacked ability.

This is a common problem for the Bulls when facing high-intensity defense.

Only Su Yan, can only watch Su Yan play alone.

The Pistons' first line of defense against Su Yan, "Mid-range King" Hamilton, followed Su Yan tirelessly, constantly staring at his shot. ===== CHAPTER 472 =====