Chapter 588

And if an offensive foul was really called for that collision, it wouldn't be a problem, it's just... whether there was a suspicion of flopping.

Regarding this.

He had to observe for a few possessions first.

Also observing was... Coach Skiles; the referee's call was fine, but he always felt something was wrong.

A minute later.

Su Yan knocked Hamilton over again.

Violent and domineering.

"Wow~"

The arena was in an uproar, and the fans were excited.

"Beep!"

But the referee blew an offensive foul on Su Yan again, spoiling the fun.

"Hmm?"

Su Yan frowned, "Still calling it?"

He also noticed something wrong, and 【Eye of the Heavenly Emperor】 quickly captured a smile on the corner of Hamilton's mouth.

That was a devious smile of a conspiracy succeeding.

"What does that mean?!"

Su Yan narrowed his eyes, pondering.

Hamilton gritted his teeth and climbed up, patted his butt, and glanced at Su Yan; even though he was the one who fell miserably, he showed the smile of a winner.

This was unpleasant.

"So that's it."

A cold glint flashed in Pippen's eyes.

"Beep!"

Coach Skiles immediately called a timeout.

Bulls bench.

Skiles came to Su Yan and reminded him, "Su Yan, the Pistons have changed their defensive strategy and given up on going head-to-head with you.

Now.

They want to draw an offensive foul on you."

"Offensive foul?"

Su Yan focused, "But I was just making normal contact and didn't maliciously knock the opponent down; why would they draw a foul on me?"

"That's right."

Pippen nodded, "Su, even if you make contact, you won't go overboard, but the opponent will act and flop to stop you.

As long as they act well.

As long as they fall realistically enough, as long as they can make the referee believe it.

Then... even if your contact is not a problem, you will still be called for an offensive foul, and it will still be your problem.

Of course.

Su, your strength is indeed great enough, and a casual bump is very shocking, which gave the Pistons a chance to change their defensive strategy."

Su Yan nodded slightly, understood, and said: "Then I?!"

"Uh..."

Coach Skiles stroked his chin, thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Su Yan, I think you should: appropriately control your strength."

"Control my strength?!"

Yao felt incredible when he heard this.

In this era of physical contact, people are eager to make contact, eager to use all their strength, just to gain the upper hand in the contact.

As a result.

You want Su Yan to control his strength?

Isn't this a joke?

"Why control strength? To deal with those guys on the Pistons, you have to make fierce contact and knock them until they don't dare to act recklessly."

Hinrich didn't understand either.

"No."

Pippen shook his head, echoing the coach's idea, "Need to learn to control strength, so the Pistons can't flop, making them helpless."

"Understood."

Su Yan nodded.

Being a brute is fine, being a skilled brute makes opponents' scalps tingle, but being a rational brute will make opponents feel hopeless.

Flopping, are we?

Acting, are we?

Since you want to play, then... I'll play along with you.

A moment later.

Play resumed after the timeout.

The game continued.

Bulls sideline ball.

Su Yan took the initiative to receive the ball and took his position at the arc; Hamilton also took the initiative to defend again, hoping to flop and draw a foul.

Then.

He would have no fear of contact.

"Come on, get past my defense."

Hamilton provoked Su Yan.

'Provoke me, let me make full contact, and then continue to flop to draw a foul on me; the idea is good, but... it has already been seen through!!!' ===== CHAPTER 590 =====