Chapter 62

The same offense as Su Yan just now.

But "Madman" was faster this time, with more explosive power and more powerful impact.

"Madman's speed is too fast, Su Yan didn't keep up, he couldn't keep up at all, Madman is going to... what? Madman has no ball in his hand.

Where is the ball?!

Oh, my! God!

Su Yan, who didn't keep up at all, cut the basketball down.

How did he do it, ghostly, didn't see it clearly at all."

Barkley gave a passionate commentary.

Kenny Smith on the side also rubbed his eyes; he had been staring at Sprewell's offense the whole time and also didn't see how Su Yan stole the ball.

However.

Under the 【Heavenly Emperor's Eye】, Su Yan saw everything clearly, and it was precisely because he saw it clearly that he went to steal it and didn't follow.

"What?!"

Sprewell, who rushed down and realized there was no ball, had his pupils dilate, "Steal? When?!"

He was shocked.

He couldn't believe it.

But Su Yan just stole it, and in the very next round, in Sprewell's fancy, full-of-fake-move breakthrough.

Killed into the basket.

Faked a shot, and then the moment he really hit the board.

"Bang!"

Su Yan, who saw through everything, waited for the opportunity, and then jumped first, pinning Sprewell's layup to the board.

The whole process.

Almost motionless, calm and composed.

"COME! ON! Su Yan pins Sprewell's layup to the board, how did Su Yan's mediocre talent manage to pin a genius All-Star's layup?"

"What a precise prediction."

"Even "Madman" Sprewell's shaking offense has nowhere to hide in front of "Prediction Master" Su Yan!"

Fans were excited.

"Impossible!"

Sprewell's face flushed red, and he was even more furious, "With such slow speed and such weak explosive power, how can he defend me?!

This is absolutely impossible!"

The furious Sprewell found Su Yan again a minute later, this time without any fancy offense.

Hard push.

Hard kill.

He just wanted to use speed and explosive power to pass Su Yan, while Su Yan was unhurried, 【Heavenly Emperor's Eye】 flashing.

'He is rushing, but his center of gravity is to the right, this posture is to pass me, and then... stop suddenly, use a jump shot to end the offense.'

Thinking of this.

Su Yan, who followed theoretically, chased directly to the side, and Sprewell's next offense was the same as Su Yan's prediction.

This made Su Yan, who would definitely be left behind at first glance, follow up.

Then.

"Bang!"

Su Yan, who jumped first again, blocked Sprewell, who was just about to jump to shoot, again, and fanned the basketball out of bounds.

One steal + two blocks.

Su Yan completed the defense against Sprewell for 3 consecutive rounds.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Barkley was full of emotion, "Clearly such ordinary talent, clearly looks really slow, and the defense is really a bit dull.

But he can always accurately complete the defense.

Even continuously blocking "Madman" Sprewell, this kind of powerful prediction ability is truly unbelievable, too outrageous."

"Yeah."

Kenny Smith also couldn't believe it at all, "An undrafted player, how can he have such powerful ability to read the game and predict.

This is unbelievable.

This simply exceeds my understanding of an undrafted rookie."

The two commentators were emotional.

The arena was also in an uproar.

On the court.

Out-of-bounds ball.

Ball possession returned to the Timberwolves.

Sprewell was gradually getting angry, killing regardless of everything, and attacking the basket against Da Yao's defense under the basket.

What?!

"Clang!"

The reluctant layup under huge defensive pressure bounced off the rim.

Da Yao protected it.

Gave it to Hinrich, pushed the fast break in the front court, rushed to the right arc, feinted and gave it to Pippen who was responding at the free-throw line.

Then.

In a bounce pass, gave it to Su Yan who was cutting in on the left.

Because "Madman" Sprewell failed his offense again, he was a bit annoyed, his retreat defense was not timely enough, and Su Yan, who caught the ball, got an open cutting opportunity.

Rushed into the basket.

How to attack an empty basket.

Su Yan grabbed the ball and jumped, a crown dunk, bombing the basket.

His jumping talent was worse than Curry's, but fortunately his wingspan and height were above Curry's, so normal dunking was no problem.

It's just.

Su Yan usually dunks less, this time the force wasn't very sufficient, leading to a crown dunk.

"It appeared, Su Yan's dunk, handsome... ahem... looks a bit reluctant."

"Haha... after all, Su Yan is not known for his explosive physical talent, being able to dunk is already very good, not bad, not bad."

"Not bad, really good~"

"Laughing to death, clearly the talent is so weak, clearly the dunk is so reluctant, but... why is it that such a body.

Can continuously defend "Madman" Sprewell.

Truly magical."

"Hehe, although that's true, this is the power of the "Prediction Master"."

"......"

Fans were praising and complaining about Su Yan's crown dunk, and finally turned into bursts of laughter, enlivening the atmosphere of the arena.

Some are happy and some are sad.

The happy ones are the fans, the sad ones are... Sprewell.

To be precise, it's anger.

At this moment, he was trembling with anger.

If Su Yan had a earth-shattering dunk, filling his explosive physical talent, and amazing the whole audience, then Sprewell would feel better.

Because he has good talent and strong defense, which made his offense not smooth and repeatedly frustrated.

But it happened to be this kind of tottering, seemingly unable to even dunk, a rookie with incomparably ordinary talent, continuously blocking him.

This makes him look so dull, so weak.

Tell me if it's annoying.

"Bastard!"

Sprewell exploded with anger. ===== CHAPTER 64 =====