God of NBA point guards

Chapter 245

Jordan also noticed the relevant news on the boat. He felt that it was time to go back. If he didn't go back, he would be blown into a dry fish by the sea wind.

At noon on this day, in New York, Jordan's yacht returned to the dock.

David Fakel was waiting at the pier with a well-connected New York Times reporter.

Public appearance is a matter of time, and it is impossible for Jordan to never appear in the eyes of the media, so after discussing with Jordan, he plans to take advantage of Zhou Quan's wave of public opinion to return to the public eye.

"Michael, how is the harvest?" the reporter asked.

"It's not bad. I caught a 210 two-pound tuna. It's really beautiful!" Jordan wore sunglasses, but with a smile on his face, he seemed in a good mood.

"Oh, that would be great."

The reporter gave an exaggerated admiration, and then asked, "Michael, people in Detroit say that this is the age of Iron Fist. Do you have anything to say?"

"Everyone knows it's just a Detroit joke." That's why Jordan was in a good mood, he replied with a smile.

"The postman has obtained a boxing license in California. His professional boxing match with Iron Fist is likely to take place in the near future. Will you be there to support him?"

"Oh, I'd like to congratulate him then. Yes, I'll definitely be going."

"Michael, Tekken will have some crossovers during the offseason. Do you have any plans for this? Or go to a professional fishing competition?"

Jordan's eyes widened, that's a good idea, but why do I want to punch you so much?

The reporter saw Jordan's appearance, and knew that this question made Jordan upset, so he quickly changed the question and asked: "By the way, Michael, the Pistons just won the finals in G1. Do you think the Suns have a chance to win the NBA Finals?" Champion?"

Jordan has heard the news from the radio and said: "Of course there is a chance. This is a series. Winning or losing a game does not determine the final result."

"Do you have anything to say to Barkley?"

"Charles, this is your best chance to win the championship, come on!"

"Will you go to the finals?"

"NO, I'm going to play golf."

"Then will you play professional golf?"

"Yes, I have that plan."

"What do you think of the book 'Jordan's Law'?" In the end, the reporter asked Jordan the question he most wanted to ask, risking his confrontation with Jordan.

The corners of Jordan's eyes twitched, and he calmly replied according to what he had discussed with Falk before: "After people get tired of eating potato chips and Coca-Cola, they will want to change their tastes, and they want to see some negative things. ,that is it."

After the interview was over, after the reporter left, David Falk drove and Jordan left the pier.

"Michael, although you have an iron fist to attract the firepower of the media for you, you still have to keep a low profile during this time."

"I know." Jordan said angrily.

"In addition, I have already obtained a celebrity wild card for you at the San Francisco leg of the PGA Tour on July 7. The same goes for Zhou Kwon. You should try to perform better."

"Now go straight to the golf course."

"Michael, after playing the golf game, when do you plan to resume basketball training?"

"I've had enough rest. Starting tomorrow, I will practice golf in the morning, strength training in the afternoon, and basketball in the evening."

"The competition between flying man and iron fist has begun to extend to other sports. Let us wait and see who can take the lead in achieving excellent professional results in other sports." The New York Times.

"The flying man who starts again will be even stronger!" Chicago Daily.

"The God of Gamblers is back!"

The news that Jordan appeared in New York and planned to participate in professional golf immediately spread to the United States, and all the media's attention immediately began to shift from the finals to him.

However, because of Zhou Quan's wave of public opinion, it seems that there are not as many media targeting him as before.

……

On the 19st, the final G2 match day.

Pistons: Secali, Dennis Rodman, Mark Aguirre, Joe Dumars, Zhou Quan

Suns: Mark West, Charles Barkley, Richard, Dan Marley, Kevin Johnson

At 07:30, in the CCTV commentary seat, Sun Zhenping said: "The two sides still use the starting lineup of the G1 game, which shows that their offensive and defensive tactics should not have changed much."

Zhang Lili smiled and said: "The lineup is there, and there are no secret cards. Everyone must have studied the opponent repeatedly, so the rest is about on-the-spot command and adaptability, and the players' on-court execution and on-the-spot performance."

Sun Zhenping nodded and said, "Knife vs. knife, gun vs. gun, it's a fight."

Zhang Lili suddenly said worriedly: "The Detroit media is a bit too excited. I don't know if the public opinion in these two days will affect the team's state?"

Sun Zhenping also sighed and said, "It's too messy. Why do I feel that the media in Detroit are the undercover agents of the Suns? They deliberately put Xiao Zhou together."

"Pfft!"

Zhang Li laughed, but couldn't help but smile bitterly.

At this time, the atmosphere in the visiting team's locker room was not bad. After all, this wave of public opinion about the "Iron Fist Age" only involved Zhou Quan, and had no effect on other people. With Zhou Quan's willpower, he was not affected much.

Zhou Quan turned on the system and took a look. After this season, especially since the playoffs, some of his skills

And the quality has improved somewhat.

Anticipation and ball sense, ball control, passing, etc. have each been improved by one level, and are now 85, 93, 94, and 93 respectively.

Breakthrough, organization, and offense have also been upgraded by one level, and they are all level 91 now.

In terms of shooting methods, the emergency stop jump shot has been upgraded from 93 to 94, and the drop shot has been upgraded from 92 to 93.

The improvement in strength is also the reason why he played better in the playoffs.

"let's go."

When the time was up, he led the other four out of the locker room.

When he came to the player channel, Barkley taunted him: "Look, the Iron Fist era is here, shall we welcome it? Haha!"

But he was the only one who laughed, and the other four members of the Suns didn't laugh, they were all looking at Zhou Quan.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Zhou Quan walked over with a smile.

"Crack clap..."

The team reporters on both sides, plus a camera from ABC TV, were all turned on at this time, and the ABC on-set director also switched the camera to the player tunnel.

A team of security guards also immediately tensed up, ready to respond.

Barkley's laughter stopped abruptly, and he said guardedly: "Iron Fist, what do you want to do?"

Zhou Quan didn't stop until he was one meter away from Barkley, and said with a smile, "Flying Pig, I promise you will never win a championship in your life."

Barkley said disdainfully: "It's up to you?"

Zhou Quan nodded and spit out a sentence: "It's up to me."

"Oh!"

At the scene, in front of the TV, countless people exclaimed.

"Charles, what are you doing?"

Maureen who was at the scene was very helpless. Why did she choose to be a mortal enemy when she could be a friend?

"Ha ha……"

Barkley laughed out loud as if he heard a joke that made him laugh out loud.

Lightning was also a little dissatisfied. When it came to fighting, he didn't dare to provoke Iron Fist, so he didn't laugh just now, but he absolutely refused to accept what Iron Fist said.

"Iron Fist, isn't that a big word? You can't decide a basketball game alone. Your teammates and your opponents are all part of it. There is no real God on the court."

After expressing his point of view, he persuaded him very tactfully: "The Detroit media said that the age of Iron Fist has come, it's just hype for sales, but your sentence is not suitable, it will bring you trouble."

Zhou Quan admired Kevin Johnson's calmness a little bit. He was a man with wisdom, control and a big picture, and he had no hostility towards him.

He smiled and nodded towards Lightning, and said, "This is my attitude. If I put it here, I will achieve it with the firmest willpower. It is the driving force for me to move forward."

Kevin Johnson and Barkley were startled at the same time, and their eyes couldn't help shrinking. From these words, they felt a chill and an extremely powerful fighting spirit.

Next comes the visiting team.

"The Age of Iron Fist! The Age of Iron Fist...haha..."

"Just me! Just me! Oh haha, you know what, you're a clown..."

After it was Zhou Quan's turn to play in the finale, there were countless jeers in the Meixi Arena.

Zhou Quan came out despite the ridicule all over the sky, still smiling, but in his chest, his blood was already boiling, and his fighting spirit was rushing to the top.

"I hope Zhou Quan will not be affected." Zhang Lili sighed.

"It's too much. This is what the media said, not what Zhou Quan said." Sun Zhenping said indignantly.

"This is the away game. Any factors that are beneficial to the home team will be used." Zhang Reasonable said.

Sun Zhenping stared at Zhou Quan on the screen in front of him, and suddenly said: "I was at the military parade in 84, Director Zhang, I think Zhou Quan's aura is somewhat similar to those veterans who came out of the war."

"Ah?" Zhang Lili was taken aback.

Sun Zhenping said again: "It's all the same... so murderous!"

At 58:[-], the referee blew his whistle and the players of both sides were ready to play.

"We are tough, tough, iron-blooded, and we are fearless..."

In front of the Pistons' bench, the screams of the Pistons were heard, and less than [-] Pistons fans were also screaming with all their strength. Although their voices were immediately extinguished by countless Suns fans, they never stopped.

"Guys, what do we want?" Zhou Quan snapped.

"Victory! Victory! Victory..."

The roar of the piston sounded again, endlessly.

Sun Zhenping shouted excitedly: "The Pistons yelled out their team motto, which is a manifestation of their will and morale. I hope they can break the cage of the Suns at home, break the cage, and soar into the sky."

"It's started, it's started!"

Today is Sunday, and countless people in the country are already sitting in front of the TV at this time.

……

At eight o'clock, the game begins.

"Snapped!"

For the jump ball, Sekali jumped up and directed the ball to Zhou Quan's side.

Zhou Quan received the ball, suddenly had a bad luck, dribbled the ball with his left hand, and began to break through from the left side of Lightning.

Lightning retreated quickly, and then he sped up and strode over. His right shoulder caught his opponent's right shoulder, and Lightning staggered backwards. In the zone, it is directly an emergency stop jump shot, which does not give other defenders a chance to make up defense.

For this ball, his hands were very stable and full of confidence.

"brush!"

The next moment, water splashes appeared, and the basketball went through the basket precisely.

"Beautiful pull-up jumper, I feel that Iron Fist's pull-up jumper is not weaker than Jordan." Bill Wharton said with a smile.

Williams said: "Tekken's face-to-basket skills are already very comprehensive, but now it lacks post-up skills. When he first entered the league last season, he played a lot of post-ups on the outside, but his skills were not good enough. After the noodle basket technology improved, the noodle basket was the main one.”

Bill Wharton nodded and said, "In terms of posting up, the main thing now is that the turnaround and step-back jumper is not bad, with a first-class level, and the others are not good."

At this time, the Suns launched an offense. Barkley hit Rodman with his back and missed a jumper.

A little bit off, the basketball rebounded straight ahead, was taken by Zhou Quan who rushed down from the high position, and the Pistons attacked.

"Oh, Zhou Quan is advancing very fast. Does he want to play fast and take advantage of a stronger impact?" Zhang Reasonable said.

At this time, Zhou Quan had already rushed to the right of the top of the arc, and the inside lines of both sides had not had time to settle down. His attack was over before he raised his sword and dropped it.

"brush!"

The splash appeared and the mid-range shot hit.

"Oh, the pull-up jump shot from the right elbow area, just now the pull-up jump shot from the left elbow area is also very decisive. Has Iron Fist turned into a killer tonight?" Bill Wharton exclaimed.

"In the beginning, I felt the indescribable sharpness from Iron Fist, like a carefully polished knife. Could it be the psychological change caused by media and public opinion in the past two days? Negative public opinion has become his whetstone? Incredible! "Williams also exclaimed.

"Kevin, stare at him!"

Westphal shouted at the lightning.

Lightning gasped and nodded, the first ball, he was overtaken, just now the second ball, he caught up, but he thought Iron Fist would go straight in, but he didn't expect to predict wrongly, and rushed directly over the head.

Change, constant change, difficult to predict subsequent technical moves, this is what he feels from Zhou Quan, and it is also the reason why he is difficult to defend.

At this time, he understood why the Bulls were eliminated, and why Jordan couldn't guard Zhou Quan anymore, it was really too difficult to guard.

At this time, Richard served the ball. He caught the ball one step below the free throw line, then turned around and advanced two steps.

"It's going to be bad!"

After a pause in my heart, my first reaction was to protect the ball, but it was too late.

"Snapped!"

With the sound of the blow, his right hand that was catching the ball was empty, and then the iron fist rushed up and squeezed him aside, and rushed over, he quickly turned around and chased after him.

"Oh, the ball was stolen..." Sun Zhenping shouted excitedly.

On the Pistons bench, all the substitutes stood up.

"boom!"

The next moment, Zhou Quan, who was stealing the ball from a high position, had already taken off, his body was pulled back into a bow, and a tomahawk-style dunk blasted the Suns' basket.

"Oh hoo!"

The Pistons bench and live game fans cheered instantly.

"Sure enough, it's murderous!" Zhang Lili exclaimed.

"Defense!"

Zhou Quan shouted sharply.

"Yes."

Rodman and others replied loudly.

"These guys, how do we deal with them?"

Iron Fist made three of three shots. The morale of the Pistons was so strong that they could not score a point. Barkley was a little confused. He had already lost the G1 game, and he was afraid of losing the G2 game.

(End of this chapter)