Chapter 797

"Slap!"

Yao easily tipped the basketball away.

Iguodala caught it and immediately gave it to the boss, Su Yan, who pushed the ball the full length of the court to execute the Bulls' first offense.

Left arc top.

One step outside the three-point line.

Su Yan faced Hamilton's defense and raised his hand for a three-pointer.

Very decisive, very casual.

So much so that Hamilton didn't even have a chance to defend.

"Clang!"

Unfortunately, Su Yan's shot didn't go in.

But that was also normal.

And for the rebound, Ben Wallace used his fierce strength under the basket to squeeze past Yao, preparing to secure the rebound, but he forgot there was another rebounding monster, Chandler, under the basket.

"Roar!"

He roared, securing the rebound before Ben Wallace, passed it out to Su Yan, and then transferred it to Hinrich in the corner.

"Wow!"

Hinrich shot a three-pointer very decisively.

This was a very good opportunity.

What?!

This time it was a swish.

Transition offense.

Billups faced Hinrich, asked for a screen, and charged in from the right.

Chandler, seeing he was half a beat slow, simply stopped following; Yao was still tied up with Ben Wallace under the basket, so he just reached out to interfere casually.

"Swish!"

Billups hit the layup.

Then on one possession... Ben Wallace grabbed two offensive rebounds in a row for the Pistons, forcing Hamilton to shoot three times in one offensive possession and hit the shot.

However.

In transition, Su Yan hit a three-pointer from the middle of the arc, one meter outside the three-point line.

Responding very easily.

And it wasn't just Su Yan; Hinrich and Yao also prioritized three-pointers to end the offense when they had the chance.

This was indeed the easiest way to play offense.

And... both had a certain three-point shooting percentage when the opportunity was good, which was also an offense they could score with.

Chandler and Iguodala didn't have three-pointers yet, so they didn't choose to force shots.

However.

It seemed that the more casual and relaxed they played, the higher their offensive efficiency became.

Tonight, the shooting percentages of the Bulls' three shooters were all okay.

Especially Su Yan... long-range three-pointers hit one after another, and he even hit a logo three-pointer before the half ended, detonating the arena.

By the end of the half, the Bulls led the Pistons by 14 points.

The Pistons, who could tie with the Bulls last year, were now trailing by 14 points?

The key.

The Pistons players looked like they were playing very hard, and every shot seemed to be very difficult.

While the Bulls played very easily, throwing it around, hitting shots, scoring, and easily gaining a score advantage.

Such a contrast truly made the entire Pistons team feel suffocated.

Halftime.

Pistons locker room.

The atmosphere was a bit dull.

Rasheed Wallace looked unhappy and slammed his fist into the locker room closet, "What's the meaning of this?! Are they messing with us on purpose?!

Leading while playing casually, just trying to mess with our mentality?!"

"The Bulls are definitely getting cocky!"

Prince's face also looked very ugly, "I can accept being defeated by their stronger strength.

But I cannot accept them throwing the ball around like this and beating us in a way that is almost like playing with us.

This is an insult to us!"

"Hmph!"

A fierce light flashed in Ben Wallace's eyes, "Since the Bulls aren't acting like people, we don't need to give them face!

Second half!

Kill the Bulls, especially Su Yan, who dares to throw logo-area three-pointers; make sure to kill him!!!"