Chapter 749

Then transferred to Bowen in the right corner.

Opportunity appeared.

"Swish!"

Bowen raised his hand for a three-pointer.

How was it?

"Swish!"

Hit.

Although Bowen played very dirty, it must be admitted... he was one of the representatives of the early batch of "3D players."

Can defend, has a three-pointer, does dirty work, and doesn't occupy the ball.

Such players are existences that every team likes very much.

【Spurs 3:0 Bulls】.

The Spurs, who had home-court advantage, started the game with a three-pointer to sound the opening victory for the team.

Transition offense.

Su Yan took the ball and pushed, also arrived at the left arc, directly matching up against Bowen's defense.

The scenes of Bowen disgusting him last season were still vivid in his mind.

"Hmph~"

Su Yan snorted lightly; he had no good feelings for Bowen, and even his eyes were full of malice.

At the beginning of last season.

Su Yan didn't know how much benefit active confrontation had, but now... he planned to use it all on Bowen.

"Whoosh!"

His eyes focused.

Su Yan accelerated and rushed out; his speed was very fast, and Bowen felt a bit unable to keep up.

But he, who was dirty enough, also had his way of defending.

Seeing Su Yan pass in front of his shoulder, the moment he was about to pass him, Bowen immediately swiped, wanting to pull Su Yan.

"Get lost!"

Su Yan didn't even look at him, directly swatting away the hand he stretched out to pull him.

At the same time.

Su Yan, who originally wanted to pass Bowen in one step, leaned on him and gave him a heavy confrontation with his side shoulder.

A confrontation caught off guard.

"Bang!"

"Thud!"

Powerful impact; let alone Bowen not fully reacting, even if he confronted with full strength, he couldn't win against Su Yan at all.

With this bump, Bowen fell to the floor.

But even so... Bowen, who was dirty to the bone, endured the pain from his buttocks, forcibly stretched his foot, still wanting to trip Su Yan.

"Hmph!"

Su Yan, who saw it clearly, snorted coldly; while avoiding his stretched leg, he stepped heavily on Bowen's instep.

"Hiss... ahhh!"

Bowen screamed in pain instantly.

Su Yan ignored him, rushed into the basket, and flew up with the ball.

Duncan's help defense on the flank couldn't keep up, and Nesterovic under the basket was restricted by Yao.

What?!

"Boom!"

Su Yan made a one-armed dunk, bombing the basket.

And the referee didn't blow the whistle, defaulting that both Bowen, who fell and stretched his foot, and Su Yan, who stepped on his foot, were not intentional.

Allowed this confrontation.

Times have changed.

If Bowen wanted to find trouble with Su Yan tonight, Su Yan wouldn't mind abolishing Bowen again tonight, abolishing him more violently.

Just one minute later.

Bowen, who was suitable for dirty work.

He found Su Yan again; when he couldn't confront Su Yan, he stuck close to Su Yan and pushed Su Yan with dark force.

It's just a pity... Su Yan's strength was more powerful, obviously not to be pushed away by Bowen.

However.

Because Bowen deliberately avoided the referee's sight to swipe, the referee couldn't blow it.

He was very bad.

But at the same time, it gave Su Yan an opportunity; while Bowen swiped, Su Yan also returned the favor without hesitation.

The left hand close to Bowen's body gave a dark elbow to Bowen's abdomen.

Quite a lot of force.

That elbow on the stomach was no joke; Bowen immediately put on a painful mask on his face.

He even covered his stomach, arched his back, and was in great pain.

However.

The referee, who couldn't see clearly, didn't blow a foul on Su Yan because of Bowen's exaggerated limb movements.

Because Bowen had done too much of this acting, and the referee who didn't see it wouldn't be fooled.

"Please continue to provoke me!!!"

Su Yan looked at Bowen faintly, snorted coldly, and then... passed Bowen in one step and rushed into the basket again.

Inside the paint.

"Step!"

Su Yan jumped high with the ball again, and Nesterovic blocked him.

But Su Yan's jump burst was really astonishing; that was a jump not inferior to Jordan's.

How could mere Nesterovic be able to hold on?

The next instant!

"Boom!"

Su Yan posterized Nesterovic!!!