God of NBA point guards

Chapter 109
Soon after, the second half began, and the Pistons went first.

Zhou Quan didn't use crushing breakthroughs anymore, that would consume too much energy. The team needed his breakthroughs, and they had to use the most energy-saving way to break in.

He discussed it with Joe Dumars, and they cooperated.

At this time, he pushed across the half court, first handed the ball to Joe Dumars at the top of the arc, and then ran to the left wing, two steps outside the left waist in the paint area, and began to ask for a position.

Just like an inside player, carrying Mark Jackson for position and reaching for the ball.

Mark Jackson tried his best to stop it, but the strength and tonnage were really short, and Zhou Quan successfully received the pass from Joe Dumars.

At this time, John Sely came out of the penalty area to do a pick-and-roll. Zhou Quan took the opportunity to get rid of Mark Jackson and hit the left waist with the ball.

Ewing was guarding the basket, and Oakley was already standing one step behind the left waist, blocking Zhou Quan's breakthrough run.

Even if Zhou Quan can break through Oakley, he will be guarded by Ewing. He doesn't have the ability to beat Ewing under the basket.

This is also a dilemma for the Pistons on the offensive end, unable to break through the Knicks' inside defense.

At this time, Rodman entered the basket from the low position on the right wing, saw Zhou Quan starting to break through, and immediately pulled up, intending to pull Ewing away from the basket, but Ewing didn't even look at him.

"Oh!"

Zhou Quan dribbled the ball, feinted with one hand, and after shaking Oakley, he rushed into the paint from the underside of Oakley and went straight to Ewing under the basket.

Going to the basket, facing Ewing, holding the ball high with one hand in his right hand, he took off for a layup without fear.

"No, I've been fooled!"

Ewing raised his hands high and jumped to block the shot, but after he jumped up, his heart skipped a beat.

Zhou Quan jumped into the air, but the right hand holding the ball did not face the block for a layup, but threw the ball into the air in front of the basket.

"what?"

Oakley, who was turning back to defend the basket, felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a red, white and blue figure flew past him.

After Joe Dumars passed the ball at the top of the key, he cut down immediately, and then Rodman pulled up from the basket and set up a screen for him, blocking Wilkins Jr.

He rushed into the paint area, saw Zhou Quan fake throwing a true pass in the air, immediately jumped up, flew past Oakley, caught the ball with both hands in the air, and dunked.

"boom!"

The Knicks' basket exploded in an instant.

"..."

Ewing, who took off to block the block, didn't have time to take off for the second time, and was buckled solidly. He staggered and was almost knocked over.

"Oh hoo!"

The first half was unfavorable, and the atmosphere in the palace of Auburn Hills was already much colder, but this dunk immediately made the arena boil again, and the shouts erupted like a volcano.

"ah!"

The super center Ewing was dunked, and the excited Zhou Quan and Joe Dumars jumped high under the basket and bumped their chests to celebrate.

Oakley wanted to go up and drive the two away, but he was afraid of being beaten.

This ball boosted the morale of the Pistons a lot.

In the following time, Zhou Quan continued to cooperate with Joe Dumars. He broke through with the ball, and the latter ran open outside or waited for an opportunity to cut inside. The cooperation was quite good.

At the same time, others also frequently made offensive screens to create open opportunities and breakthrough space for Joe Dumars and Zhou Quan.

After the third quarter, 60:57, the Pistons were only 3 points behind, and they got back 6 points in a single quarter.

Zhou Quan played the entire third quarter, made 2 of 1 shots and 4 of 3 free throws in a single quarter. He went in and got a block from Ewing, but he still hit a goal, grabbed two rebounds, and sent 4 assists. Three of those went to Joe Dumars and one to John Salley.

He also performed well on the defensive end. He stole Mark Jackson once again, and forced the opponent to make three pass errors in a single quarter, and he also made one error.

In the TNT commentary seat, Robert Guida said: "The Pistons' offense has recovered, their defense is still very strong, and their rebounds are better than in the first half, but they have grabbed 16 fewer rebounds than the Knicks in the three quarters, and they are less in this quarter. Got two."

Ringo Wilson said: "If it weren't for the poor rebounding, the Pistons should have a big lead over the Knicks today.

In fact, the Pistons' offense is better today, and Iron Fist's organizational and assist abilities are really good.At the same time, he also restrained Mark Jackson.

Although the Knicks lead, but in addition to rebounding, in fact, their performance is not as good as the Pistons. "

Robert Guida said: "The Pistons' defense today is really good, especially the perimeter defense, whether it is Iron Fist or Joe Dumars, they are very hard.

Iron Fist scored 3 steals. Under his defense, Mark Jackson made 7 turnovers in three quarters, 3 steals, and 4 pass errors.

The Pistons currently have a total of 15 turnovers, but the Knicks have 22 turnovers.At the same time, the Pistons had 11 steals, and the Knicks had only 7 steals.

While the Knicks have a huge rebounding advantage, the Pistons have made up for their rebounding shortcomings in other areas with a stronger defense.

Ringer, if the Pistons hadn't had a big rebounding disadvantage, as you said, they would have a big lead over the Knicks today. "

On the Pistons bench, Zhou Quan covered his face with a towel, his chest rose and fell, and he was breathing heavily.

He was very tired, broke through the whole process, and broke through three quarters. He was exhausted and couldn't move anymore.

Throughout the regular season, he hadn't been so outstanding. Today's three quarters of the game let him see what the playoffs are.

"Iron Fist, add some energy."

Darnell Walker offers an energy drink, which he gulps down and asks for another.

"Iron Fist rests below for the last quarter, Isaiah, you go up." Daly said.

He doesn't want to replace an assassin who is in poor condition now, but he can't help it. The Iron Fist has protruded too much, and he must take a break.

His expression was extremely serious, and he said to everyone: "Before Iron Fist didn't play, we focused on defense.

I don't care how you defend, whether you let the opponent see blood or break their legs, in short, you can't let the point difference be widened. "

On the Knicks side, Pat Riley looked extremely serious, and did not relax because of the lead.

Because no matter whether it is the assassin or the worm, as long as one of the two performs slightly better, the Pistons are now leading, not the Knicks.

"Cheer me up. The last quarter is the real start. They will fight back with all their strength. We must defend against them. Don't let them rush in. We must prevent them from entering the paint area."

After saying this, he couldn't help but glance at the piston.

In today's three quarters, his understanding of Zhou Quan has improved a lot.

The ability to break through the gaps with the ball, the ability to pass the ball in the gaps, and the ability to find and use small spaces surprised him.

"If this young man has Irwin's height, his future may be comparable to that of Magician."

Not to mention the first two quarters, but in the third quarter alone, Zhou Quan sent three assists in a single quarter, all of which were scored after scoring. If it weren't for Zhou Quan's performance of 18 points, 8 assists and 3 steals in the three quarters, the Knicks would not just lead 3 points.

"It's a pity that his offensive talent is limited, otherwise his future achievements will be even higher."

In addition, he feels that if Zhou Quan has Jordan's finishing ability, he may be able to hit 40+20 data, and the Knicks are likely to be swept by the Pistons.

At the beginning of the final quarter, the Knicks attacked.

Three minutes later, 3:62, the Pistons were still three points behind.

In these 3 minutes, the Pistons worked hard on the defensive end. They only scored two points and only allowed the Knicks to score two points. The two teams played a meat grinder-like defense.

The Pistons couldn't get in from outside, but it was also difficult for the Knicks to get in. After Ewing was brought down once by John Sely, he didn't go in anymore, and missed both shots from the outside.

In the 4th minute, Joe Dumas fouled and took advantage of the dead ball opportunity. Zhou Quan came on and replaced the assassin.

"boom!"

The Knicks attacked again. At the critical moment, Ewing missed a ball again, and Rodman finally grabbed his fourth rebound.

"Snapped!"

At this time, Oakley jumped up fiercely, slapped Rodman's ball away, and then elbowed Rodman away, grabbing the ball in his hands.

Although Rodman was vicious, it depended on who he was. In front of a villain like Oakley, his viciousness was not as strong as it should be, and he didn't dare to fight back when he was elbowed.

"Snapped!"

But at this time a big hand hit and knocked off the ball that Oakley had just got.

"Who?"

In a rage, Oakley immediately fought back.

"Go away!"

Zhou Quan knocked off Oakley's ball, grabbed it again, protected the ball with both hands and swayed ferociously, knocking Oakley away with an elbow.

"hiss!"

Oakley gasped, his left rib was hit on the tip of an elbow, and it hurt.

"Let's hit one more."

Zhou Quan pushed forward and shouted loudly.

"Hit one."

Pistons fans all over the court responded.

"Don't let him break in!"

Pat Riley shouted extremely harshly from the sidelines.

But Zhou Quan pulled to the right wing, and still used Joe Dumars' pick-and-roll to break into the flank.

At this time, Rodman pulled out to cover and blocked Mark Jackson who was chasing and defending on the upper side. He took the opportunity to enter the paint area, and once again dribbled the ball into the crowd.

Outside, Knicks small forward McDaniel, from the left wing into the paint.

At this time, in the paint area, there are Ewing, John Selley, McDaniel, Oakley, and Mark Jackson chasing in, and Rodman, plus himself, a small restricted area, crowded with seven people, the real It's leaking.

The restricted area at this time is like the belly of Mrs. Bull Demon King, but Zhou Quan at this time is like Monkey King.

In other people's eyes, the dense restricted area, in his eyes, has some space that can be used.

"Go to hell!"

Oakley, who was waving his elbows, jumped up and slapped him. He didn't aim at the ball, but directly aimed at Zhou Quan's head. It was a fight.

At the critical moment, he didn't care about being able to fight with his iron fist. At worst, he would just go to war, so that he could exchange the iron fist with himself.

But Zhou Quan saw it, and his nerve reaction speed was very fast. He lowered his body in an instant, almost touching the floor, bypassed Oakley, and rushed to the basket.

"Don't think about it!"

Ewing was forced to take a step from the basket and blocked Zhou Quan's front.

"boom!"

Zhou Quan saw the movement of John Sely behind Ewing, and instantly blasted the ball to the ground. The ball hit the floor between Ewing's legs and disappeared behind Ewing along the V-shaped passing route.

"ball!"

Suddenly, a basketball bounced off the floor, and John Sely, who took the opportunity to enter the basket, his eyes lit up, and he clasped his hands together to catch the ball.

He has received a lot of similar passes in training games.

"boom!"

The next moment, under dunks with both hands, the Knicks' basket slammed.

"Oh hoo!"

The whole audience shouted suddenly.

"Another unfathomable pass."

The bearded John Rowes shouted excitedly: "Iron Fist, beat the Knicks with your pass!"

"I can't prevent it!"

Ewing stared at Zhou Quan with hatred, how could he defend such a pass?
62:61, the Knicks attack.

Oakley made a mid-range shot and was blocked by Rodman in the face. He missed and rebounded far away. Zhou Quan saw the opportunity and rushed down to grab the rebound from Joe Dumars' head.

Joe Dumars was a bit tired. He usually grabbed a few rebounds, but today he was so unlucky that he didn't have a single rebound so far. He finally got a chance to grab one and was snatched away by Iron Fist.

"Scoring this goal, we overtook them."

Zhou Quan yelled and boosted morale, which received a response from all the Pistons fans in the audience.

"Overtake! Overtake! Overtake..."

The endless shouts shook the heavens and the earth.

The right wing, still in the pick-and-roll with Joe Dumars, he began to break through with the ball, and the latter ran to the right corner along the three-point line.

Facing his breakthrough with the ball, several Knicks players huddled in the paint, ready for battle.

But this time he didn't rush in. When he hit the left waist, he suddenly turned around, blocked Oakley, and passed the ball to Joe Dumars who was running towards the bottom corner.

Joe Dumars had just reached the right corner, the ball came, and he immediately made a jumper up after receiving the ball.

Wilkins, who was chasing Joe Dumars, saw that Joe Dumars was about to shoot a jumper, so he had to fly up two steps away.

Joe Dumars collected the ball calmly, and after Wilkins Jr. flew past his eyes, he got up again.

Today he has already missed a three-pointer. This is the second three-pointer and the second three-pointer of the team. No one has made a three-pointer except him.

"Have it!"

After the ball was shot, he didn't take it back, but held it there, his eyes fixed on the basketball flying towards the basket, and he had a hunch that the ball would hit.

"boom!"

The next moment, the basketball hit the basket, splashing a splash of water.

"ah!"

Not only him, but all Pistons players and fans cheered instantly.

"Overtake, we made the first three-pointer of the day, and we overtook the score." The bearded John Rowes roared excitedly.

"62:64, we are now leading by two points, please continue to work hard." The glasses male dragon Gellands shouted happily.

"Defense! Defense!"

While retreating, Zhou Quan roared loudly.

"Defend! Defend..."

In the Palace of Auburn Hills, the morale was high, and the shouts of 2 people sounded like a storm.

"boom!"

John Sely circled forward, Rodman defended the basket, Ewing caught the ball with his backhand, and then immediately approached the basket for a jumper, but missed.

"mine!"

Rodman grabbed his fifth rebound of the night over Oakley.

Today it's not that he doesn't work hard, but that every time he jumps, his knees are hurting, and he doesn't dare to use too much force when he gets stuck, and his ability to take off for the second time is seriously affected.

Today, if he can try his best to defend on the defensive end, he has done his best. If he loses, he has a clear conscience.

"here."

Zhou Quan shouted outside.

"Attack! Attack..."

Driven by the bearded commentator John Rowes, the audience cheered.

"The Pistons have picked up momentum, and the Knicks are already behind. If they can't withstand this wave of offensive, it is very likely that they will lead in the first three quarters and be overturned in the final quarter."

In the TNT commentary seat, Robert Guida said.

"possible."

Ringo Wilson nodded.

Zhou Quan once again played a pick-and-roll with Joe Dumars, and once again broke through with the ball, the latter still ran to the bottom corner.

But this time, Zhou Quan saw an opportunity on the weak side.

When he rushed in front of Oakley, he saw that Ulrich was cutting from the left wing, one step outside the left waist, and his speed was slightly reduced.

As long as he can pass the ball, Ulrich can backcut Ewing.

But this opportunity is fleeting, because McDaniel is about to catch up with Ulrich, and the back-cut opportunity will disappear immediately.

"Oh!"

Pressing down with his right hand, he quickly exploded the ball. The ball reached his left hand, and then pushed the ball into the crowd. The basketball passed Oakley's side in an instant, hit Rodman's back, and bounced to the left. waist position.

"Pass?"

"To whom?"

"Error?"

At this moment, seeing Zhou Quan pass the ball into the crowd of people in the penalty area, people from both teams became nervous when they saw the pass.

Ewing was under the basket and didn't see the pass. He was still staring at Zhou Quan's right wing.

Oakley was right in front of Zhou Quan, of course he saw it, he immediately turned around, took a step forward, and bumped into Rodman's body.

"ball?"

Dunk Ulrich was about to run into the paint. Seeing that Zhou Quan didn't pass the ball to him, he was about to stop and pull it out again, but suddenly saw a ball flying out of the crowd, and his whole body was shocked. , put your hands together.

"Snapped!"

The ball came too suddenly, plus he was still moving forward, and it jumped the ball.

"Damn!"

He quickly combined the ball for the second time, and this time he caught it. At the same time, he rushed into the paint area with one foot, took another step, and flew towards Ewing under the basket.

"boom!"

There was a violent basket frying sound.

"what?"

Ewing was knocked forward and almost fell. When he looked back, he saw Ulrich still dangling on the basket.

"What happened? How was the ball in his hands? When did the ball go to the left wing?" He was at a loss.

"ah!"

At this time, the cheers of [-] Pistons fans rang out.

Most of them didn't see Zhou Quan's pass clearly, they only saw the dunk, so they couldn't react in time, and the shouting sounded a second later.

"I passed the ball so beautifully!"

Zhou Quan waved his fist excitedly, and praised himself solidly.

"Ha ha……"

The bearded John Rowes laughed excitedly: "Under Iron Fist's weird pass, King Kong became a fool. He thought the ball was in Iron Fist's hands."

The bespectacled dragon Gellands said with a smile: "I just want to know, Joe Dumars' three-pointer just now shouldn't be counted as an assist, but is this ball counted as Rodman's assist?"

John Rowes was taken aback, and laughed, "Yes, it should be considered an assist by the big bug. Poor Iron Fist, the two assists are gone."

At this time, the footage from just now began to replay on the hanging screen.

Ewing stared at the hanging screen several times before he saw it clearly, and murmured: "Damn, how dare he pass the ball like that? Isn't he afraid of making mistakes?"

"Clap clap clap..."

At the Palace of Auburn Hills, countless fans immediately gave warm applause after seeing the replay.

"This is a real wonderful pass! Iron Fist's hands are called ghost hands, his vision is like a microscope, and his passing has unparalleled imagination and creativity."

In the TNT commentary seat, Robert Guida praised authentically.

In Chicago, Jordan looked very serious.

In the final match against the Pistons in the regular season, Iron Fist did not show such a strong passing ability. Did he hide his strength?

He didn't know that Zhou Quan had completed the task, and his nerve reaction speed had increased to level 96, and his reaction speeded up, giving his body more time to react before he could pass such a ball.

In Los Angeles, the magician looked at the replay on the TV and murmured: "This ball, how dare you pass it! Without top-level spatial imagination, it can't be passed. Is Iron Fist's spatial imagination really so strong? Or , by chance?
(End of this chapter)