NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

Chapter 658 Curry Kills Again?
Wang Yi's 360-degree pull-up three-pointer in the middle circle shocked everyone, not to mention the result, just the shooting action.

To be able to shoot with this kind of action in the last few seconds of overtime in the tiebreaker of the Western Conference Finals.

This is the only one in the world, there is no other semicolon.

At this time, the basketball carried the eyes of tens of millions of fans and continued to hit the basket.

Swah——

a soft sound;
Hollow into the network;

The Nets are elegant and flying.

The sound reverberated!

It is different from Wang Yi's lore like a heavy artillery in the past.

This goal, like a light butterfly, was attracted by the fragrance of the white flower of the Nets.

Flapping its wings, it landed lightly on this white flower.

The time is fixed at the last 2.3 seconds.

The score was 135 to 133!

The Kings lead by 2 point!
The entire Chase Center Arena was absolutely silent.

Like a quiet grave.

The Warriors quickly requested a timeout.

All the King's players surrounded Wang Yi like crazy.

Wang Yi just raised his left hand high and clenched it into a fist.

It was as if they were about to punch through the dome that had suppressed them all night.

On the sidelines, under the hostile eyes of all the Warriors fans around, Nicole jumped up and down, shouting: "Wang, I love you-oh, you are my superhero! Wang, I love you -"

Far away in China, in the Tencent NBA live broadcast room.

The penetrating voice sounded again:
"Oh--------"

"Brother Yi is awesome——"

"Brother Yi is awesome——"

"Brother Yi is awesome——"

At the same time, in an office in a certain arena in Huaxia.

Selling Spicy Chicken Wings pounded heavily on the back of the sofa with both fists.

Roaring at the top of his lungs: "Oh———————————— In! In! Brother Yi is awesome——"

Chase Center Arena.

All the Warriors players looked at Wang Yi in disbelief.

How can I enter this?

2K doesn't dare to play like this.

Green waved his fist even more angrily: "Fack!"

He obviously pulled that guy, and that guy lost his balance in the air, and just like that, he turned around and threw the ball in.

Nima is playing with impurities, right?

Or have you learned light work in Chinese Kung Fu?
And he knew that Wang Yi's right middle finger must have been seriously injured.

In this case, it is also possible to score goals of this top level of difficulty.

You said you didn't open the ghost to believe it.

Warriors coach Cole did not slam the tactical board angrily this time.

He just turned his head away silently, shaking his head constantly.

He said in a low voice: "God, please send a man in black to capture this alien..."

With extreme shock on his face, the king's coach came forward to give Wang Yi a high-five.

But when he stretched out his right hand, Wang Yi stretched out his left hand and gave him an awkward high-five.

Wharton didn't think much about it either—at the moment, he couldn't care less.

"Wang, I love you so much!"

"You are simply my god!"

Wharton, who has always spoken very elegantly, couldn't help but swear at this time.

Nodding at the peak of emotion, any gorgeous rhetoric, any wonderful metaphor, is not as appropriate as swearing.

Why do humans invent foul language?

Isn't it just to vent your emotions?

Among all the people, the most shocked is the king's team doctor and bandage master Love.

The two were so shocked that they could barely speak.

It wasn't until Wang Yi walked off the court surrounded by his teammates that the two of them looked at me and I looked at you.

"Are you sure he's broken?"

Love asked.

"Sure...let's do it."

The team doctor gave a not so sure answer.

Although he did see Wang Yi's finger hanging down at 90 degrees, but look at the current performance.

加时赛6投6中，其中三分球4中4，独得17分。

Also hit the last ultra-difficult 360-degree pull-up three-pointer in the middle circle.

Does this look like a broken finger?

During the timeout, the Chase Center fell into complete silence.

Everyone still couldn't accept that Wang Yi scored a three-pointer in the middle circle with that posture.

On the Warriors side, Curry covered his head with a towel.

No one knew what he was thinking.

In fact, he was meditating.

Let go of distracting thoughts and let go of your brain.

Do your best to play the last 2.3 seconds.

After a moment, he tore off the towel.

His eyes began to become clearer.

After the coach finished the next arrangement, he went on the field with his teammates.

The coach's arrangement is very simple, and it is a three-point tactic they often practice.

Three people in a row set a screen for Curry, allowing him to run out of the open for a three-point shot.

When Green stood on the sidelines and was about to serve, the hearts of all the fans at the scene seemed to stop suddenly.

All seemed deaf.

What they saw seemed to be a silent picture.

In the picture, Iguodala is covering for Curry.

But Wang Yi chased too closely, and Curry couldn't get rid of Wang Yi.

Then it was Rooney who set a screen for Curry.

But although Wang Yi was thrown away a little, he still forcibly chased after him.

Then Brother Zui covered Curry.

This time, Curry finally got rid of Wang Yi.

After running beyond the three-point line at the top of the arc, he finally caught the ball.

But when he just received the ball and wanted to make a shot, Hilde had already rushed over.

Curry could only dribble one step to the right.

But with such a delay, Wang Yi has already rushed out.

Hilde stepped back immediately.

It is still Wang Yi who defends Curry alone.

Curry took a step with the ball and seemed to be about to burst in.

Wang Yi quickly moved sideways and got stuck.

Curry dribbled the ball with his right hand behind his back, changed direction and broke through to the left.

But Wang Yi took another step to the left and got stuck in Curry's position.

However, after Curry dribbled the ball with his left crotch, he suddenly took another step back.

Withdrew from outside the three-point line.

Then he quickly closed the ball and straightened his upper body to make a shot.

Wang Yi had expected Curry to have this move.

He rushed over quickly.

However, Curry didn't make a move.

After Wang Yi flew past him, he made a steady shot.

That is, just after he made a shot, the lights came on and the whistle sounded.

The basketball is like a child who is stubbornly advancing in the snow, still flying towards the basket.

Swish!
Hollow into the net.

"Wow------"

The Chase Center Arena, which was still dead just now, suddenly exploded!

All the fans jumped up crazily.

They all cheered and jumped for joy.

Hugs and kisses!

"Won!"

"Won!"

"Curry has a lore and has entered the finals!"

"We're the Western Conference champions again!"

The narrator stood up excitedly.

"Oh my God----"

"incredible----"

"Lore! Curry has another lore!"

"In an incredible way, he scored an incredible lore!"

"Wang Yi's lore, Curry's anti-lore! Unbelievable!"

In the Tencent NBA live broadcast room, there was silence on the bullet screen at this time.

In the studio hall, several commentators were also silent.

Jiayi was stunned for a moment in disbelief, and there were tears in her eyes.

It's hard to believe that the Kings were eliminated in this way.

It's hard for people to accept that Brother Yi lost to Curry in this way.

Yang Yi shook his head: "Oh... I believe... everyone is the same as me, it is difficult to accept. But this is the cruelty of competitive sports, and it is also the charm of competitive sports. It is possible that you were crying for a goal one second, and the next Seconds to hell."

Wang Meng shook his head: "This...well...does Dayao have anything to say?"

He really couldn't say anything.

To be honest, he is here to explain.

If he was watching the live broadcast at home today, he would definitely be scolding his mother by now.

The fact that the Kings can get here is enough to make everyone happy
But failing in the way of being lore is really hard for people to accept.

Yao Ming also sighed and shook his head:
"This...in a word...under the leadership of Wang Yi, the king has been able to compete with the Warriors in the Western Conference Finals, which has greatly exceeded everyone's expectations. I still look forward to what the king's management can do this summer, and look forward to next season Bar."

Having said that, several people were silent.

They are not in a good mood.

Not only them, but also the tens of thousands of fans in China at this time are also feeling uncomfortable.

In a certain office building, a middle-aged fat man saw this and couldn't help yelling: "Fuck!"

The leader passed by again: "What's the matter?"

The fat man quickly lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "The child my wife gave birth to is not mine."

In the Tencent NBA live broadcast room, several people were silent.

Jiayi, with tears in her eyes, suddenly spoke, pointing at the screen:

"Wait, brother Yi, what are you doing?"

The other three hurriedly looked at the screen.

On the screen, Wang Yi came to the referee and kept saying something.

And pointing above the backboard.

Wang Meng: "This is..."

Yang Yi: "It seems that Wang Yi told the referee that something was wrong."

Yao Ming: "The direction he pointed should be..."

(End of this chapter)