Chapter 77

However.

Human joys and sorrows are not always connected.

During the quarter break, the "Rasheed Wallace" who made big words and wanted to clean up Su Yan, was shaken down by Su Yan in the first defensive possession.

Pfft.

It was an even more humiliating shake-down to his knees.

This humiliation was stronger than Su Yan's first attack shaking down "Madman" Sprewell, and the insult was stronger.

What was the same was that "Rasheed Wallace" and "Madman" were both hot-tempered, and couldn't see themselves being humiliated like this by an undrafted player.

"F*ck!"

Rasheed Wallace climbed up embarrassedly and cursed at the air.

Listening to the cheers and shouts from the audience, in his view, it was all ridicule, his face gradually turned red, and his anger was rising rapidly.

"Stinky kid."

Another Bulls possession, Rasheed Wallace found Su Yan again, looking unconvinced, and continued to roar loudly: "Come again, luck won't always favor rookies."

"Ooh!!!"

Su Yan rubbed his ears again and roared back: "If you're not convinced, you can just say it, there's really no need to roar so loud, I can hear you!"

"Less nonsense, come quickly!"

"Humph~"

Su Yan snorted coldly and launched a new round of attacks on Rasheed Wallace.

Just like Eli Ott's commentary analysis, Su Yan's rhythmic change of direction doesn't need to be fancy, doesn't need many prefixes.

A fake drive probe step, 【Eye of the Heavenly Emperor】 predicted the next move in advance.

Then...

"Whoosh!"

Spotted the opportunity, the right side looked like the most ordinary straight-line acceleration, but once again passed Rasheed Wallace and left him behind.

Cut into the rim.

No fakes, directly ignored any defense for a layup, easily scored, took 2 points.

Even with heavy defense beside him.

But the whole process, Su Yan looked like he didn't encounter any obstruction, accelerated straight into the rim and scored.

"Swish~"

Fans felt it was unbelievable.

And this is... the power of fantasy basketball, Akashi's 【Eye of the Heavenly Emperor】.

Talent is not enough, 【Eye of the Heavenly Emperor】 makes up for it.

U1S1.

Really strong.

Rasheed Wallace looked like a fool, watching Su Yan pass him as if he hadn't done anything, and scored easily.

The whole person was speechless.

Yes.

Speechless at himself.

"No."

He had a big head, "How could I let that brat Su Yan score so easily under my defense, what am I doing!!!"

He was both annoyed and angry.

Finally... attributed the reason to Su Yan's "predictive ability."

"Is it really that evil, I don't believe it!!!"

He roared again, rushed towards Su Yan again, targeted Su Yan, targeted him like crazy, bit him like a mad dog.

He just didn't believe in evil.

Didn't believe that his defense was so strong, and he couldn't hold a rookie undrafted player.

However.

Really can't.

In a one-on-one situation, even if he is "Rasheed Wallace," a defensive stalwart, facing Su Yan, he couldn't get any benefits.

Not at all.

As long as Su Yan wanted to score, the offense under the 【Eye of the Heavenly Emperor】, even if it wasn't fast or violent, was still accurate.

However.

It was just this slow, seemingly hard-to-score offense, when it was successful against Rasheed Wallace time and time again.

Angry.

This is truly angry.

A full quarter of time.

Although Su Yan had layups and jump shots that didn't go in, Rasheed Wallace couldn't really defend Su Yan's offense once.

In addition.

On the offensive end.

He matched up against Su Yan several times and couldn't get any benefits either; either the ball was stolen, or the shot was interfered with, and the attack was extremely unsmooth.

"Roar~"

Half-time finished.

Watching the team trail by 14 points, watching himself being held by Su Yan, Rasheed Wallace roared to the sky again.

Full of anger.

Anger was accumulating wildly, with a trend of breaking out.

Half-time break.

"Hey..."

Randolph sighed, "Su Yan's kid's style of play is too weird, hard to defend, we shouldn't underestimate him.

Second half.

Let's double-team him together.

With the defense of the two of us, locking him down should be a matter of hand-to-hand."

"Fart."

Rasheed Wallace cursed, his eyes full of disdain, "A rookie undrafted player, and we need two people to defend.

It's shameful to say it out loud.

Defending successfully doesn't feel glorious.

Humph!

Second half, I'll still do it, I've gradually figured out his offensive and defensive routines, I'll definitely clean him up."

"Okay... okay."

Seeing Rasheed Wallace so persistent, Randolph didn't say anything more.

"Bastard Su Yan!"

Rasheed Wallace was extremely furious.

His fury was not only because Su Yan played well and Randolph didn't defend well, but also because he couldn't defend successfully himself.

Therefore.

Must get it back in the second half.

Not long after.

The 15-minute half-time break ended.

Second half.

Battle resumed.

Trail Blazers attacked first, Damon pushed it over, first hung it to Randolph at the rim, chiseled Yao, Yao was slightly unable to parry.

Antonio followed to help.

Randolph passed the ball out, Rasheed Wallace, who cut into the free-throw line, received the ball, took a big step forward and jumped, a god descending from heaven.

"Boom!"