Coach: Coaching the Grizzlies at the beginning, playing the bantam

Porzingis landed steadily, holding the basketball firmly with both hands, as if time had stopped for him at this moment.

He quickly scanned the field, looking for the best breakthrough point.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Brunson standing beside him. His eyes, full of fighting spirit, seemed to be expressing endless desire.

Porzingis handed the ball to Brunson without any hesitation.

The moment Brunson received the ball, his whole body seemed to be run through by electricity, and he felt the trust and expectations from his teammates.

He took a deep breath, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed towards the Lakers' half like a cheetah.

The Nets launched a fast break counterattack, the atmosphere on the court was instantly ignited, and the fans' cheers rang out one after another.

However, the speed at which the Lakers players on the field retreated was astonishing.

After James left the court, the Lakers' overall defense seemed to have reached a higher level. Every player was like an indestructible wall, making Brunson's fast break layup plan fail in an instant.

He had to slow down, reorganize the attack, and fight a positional battle.

Brunson reached out for a pick-and-roll, knowing full well that it wasn't a wise move to go it alone in this situation.

He needed a chance, a chance to break through the Lakers' solid defense.

He looked around and found Wall.

Brunson's lips curled up into a smile and he decided to launch his own attack to prove his worth.

Brunson dribbled the ball towards Wall in a dazzling manner, and every move he made was just right, as if he was weaving an invisible net with the basketball.

Wall stared at Brunson, not daring to relax at all.

However, Brunson did not seem to be in a hurry to attack. He was mobilizing all his body functions, looking for the best opportunity to break through.

Suddenly, Brunson made a large change of direction in front of his body. The movement was so fast and sudden that Wall was caught off guard.

His center of gravity instantly shifted to the other side, and he quickly adjusted his pace and pounced on Brunson.

However, Brunson seemed to have anticipated all this. He took a step back, moved back to the three-point line, and created a distance between himself and Wall in front of him.

Because Wall jumped in too hastily, he didn't even touch the corner of Brunson's clothes. Instead, because of his unstable center of gravity, he fell headfirst to the ground.

This scene instantly made the fans in the stadium boil over, cheering for Brunson's superb skills.

After Brunson knocked Wall down, he looked down at him with a calm look, as if to say, "Are you OK? This is just the beginning."

Brunson did not rush to attack, but waited until Wall was struggling to get up before he made a steady three-pointer.

"Shh!"

At this moment, the whole place was boiling.

The cheers and applause of the fans gathered into a powerful force that seemed to blow the roof off.

Brunson stood on the court, feeling the honor and joy.

He knew that at this moment he had proved his worth, and he used his strength and wisdom to break the Lakers' solid defense.

Wall got up from the ground, brushed off the dust on his body, his eyes revealing a look of shame and anger.

I was completely knocked down by Brunson just now, and it was an indescribable feeling of frustration.

Domestic studio.

In this atmosphere full of tension and expectation, the voices of two domestic commentators, Yang Yi and Wang Meng, were like thunder, penetrating the hearts of every audience member.

When Brunson's dazzling fake move knocked Wall down, and then he made an elegant step-back three-pointer, the whole stadium seemed to be ignited, and Yang Yi and Wang Meng's commentary instantly boiled over.

"Oh my!" Yang Yi's voice was filled with undisguised surprise and excitement. "Look at this move! Brunson, he's simply a magician! He has Wall at a loss!"

Wang Meng followed closely behind, his voice full of praise for Brunson's personal ability: "That's right, Yang Yi, look at this fake move, how smooth and natural! Brunson, he is really a genius! He made Wall look like a beginner on the court!"

The two voices intertwined to form an irresistible torrent, pushing the audience's emotions to a climax.

Their words were full of affirmation and praise for Brunson's personal abilities, and also vividly depicted Brunson's ease and Wall's embarrassing situation in this round.

"You know what, Wang Meng," Yang Yi continued, "Brunson's move was not just to shake Wall, he was also showing his basketball wisdom to the world! Every move he made was full of calculations and strategies. He is really a master of fake moves on the basketball court!"

Wang Meng nodded in agreement: "That's right, Yang Yi, I completely agree with you. Brunson showed his versatility in this round. He is not only a scorer, but also an excellent tactical executor. He used his wisdom and skills to completely defeat Wall and caused the Lakers' defense to collapse instantly!"

The voices of the two were full of passion and enthusiasm, and their words were like lightning, cutting through the night sky and illuminating every corner of the court.

Their commentary is not just a real-time report of the game, but also an affectionate hymn to Brunson's personal abilities.

"Also, look at Brunson's step back," Yang Yi continued, "How steady and calm he was! It was as if he had anticipated Wall's reaction and had prepared for that fatal three-pointer! His calmness and decisiveness are truly astonishing!"

Wang Meng also added: "Yes, Brunson's step back is not just a technical move, it is also a reflection of his mentality. He can still remain so calm and composed when facing a strong opponent. This is really a rare quality. He must be very strong inside!"

The two people's commentary was like a storm, sweeping across the entire live broadcast room.

Their voices were filled with praise and admiration for Brunson.

On this decisive night, Brunson won the applause of the audience with his strength and wisdom.

The commentary by Yang Yi and Wang Meng brought the applause to a climax.

With their voices and passion, they depicted for us a miraculous moment on the basketball court.

"Brunson is truly an artist on the basketball court!" Yang Yi's voice was filled with undisguised excitement. "He used his basketball skills and wisdom to bring us a visual feast! Every move he made was full of beauty and power. He is truly an unparalleled player!"

Wang Meng also felt the same way: "That's right, Yang Yi, I completely agree with you. In this round, Brunson was not just playing basketball, he was creating art. Every move he made was full of inspiration and creativity. He is really a genius on the basketball court!"

The two men's voices echoed in the night sky, and their commentary seemed like the prelude to a feast, foreshadowing that a more intense game was about to take place.

The moment when Brunson shook off Wall and hit the three-pointer with a step back is destined to become a classic scene on the basketball court and will be remembered by countless fans.

"This is not just a victory in one round," Yang Yi said with deep emotion, "This is a display of Brunson's personal ability and a flash of his basketball wisdom. He used his strength and wisdom to show us what a real point guard is!"

Wang Meng also added: "Brunson not only won the game with this round, he also won our respect and admiration. His basketball skills are really amazing! He is a real treasure on the Nets court!" At the same time, in China, far across the ocean, countless fans are watching this game closely through live broadcast.

Their heartbeats rose and fell with the progress of the game, and every detail touched their nerves.

When Brunson's dazzling fake move knocked Wall down, and then he made an elegant step-back three-pointer, the entire live broadcast room seemed to be instantly ignited by an invisible force.

The cheers and exclamations of the fans intertwined together, forming an irresistible torrent, pushing everyone's emotions to a climax.

"Wow! Look at this move! Brunson is a master of fake moves!" A fan shouted excitedly in the live broadcast room, his voice full of unconcealable surprise and excitement.

"That's right! His fake move just now was so smooth! Wall was completely confused by it!" Another fan followed closely, his voice full of admiration for Brunson's personal ability.

On the screen of the live broadcast room, Brunson's dashing moves were replayed over and over again, and each replay made the fans' hearts beat faster.

They seemed to be able to feel the tension and passion on the court, as if they could hear the sound of Wall falling to the ground and the crisp sound of Brunson hitting the three-pointer.

"Brunson is so amazing! Not only did he dribble down Wall, but he also hit such a beautiful three-pointer! It's simply a miracle!" a fan shouted excitedly, his voice full of admiration and praise for Brunson.

"That's right! This round of Brunson's is simply a classic among classics! Every move he makes is full of calculations and strategies. He is really a master of fraud on the basketball court!" Another fan also joined the heated discussion, his voice full of affirmation of Brunson's basketball wisdom.

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room became more and more heated, with fans' heated discussions rising one after another.

They typed their emotions and praises on the screen, using words to express their excitement and admiration for Brunson's wonderful performance.

"Brunson's step back was so steady! He seemed to have anticipated Wall's reaction and was ready for that fatal three-pointer!" US.

"That's right! Brunson has played really well recently. This is simply a visual feast!"

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room became more and more exciting, and the fans' heated discussions became more and more intense.

They seemed to have forgotten the passage of time and were immersed in this basketball feast.

"Brunson is amazing! Every move is full of beauty. This is the real art of the court!"

Brunson's step-back three-pointer brought the atmosphere in the live broadcast room to an unprecedented peak.

They typed their blessings and praises on the screen, expressing their excitement and love for Brunson's wonderful performance in words.

"Brunson! You are the pride of the Nets! Come on, come on!!"
"That's right! Brunson! From now on you are my idol! I support you to become the next Luke superstar!"

On this night, Brunson won the collective love of Chinese fans across the ocean and attracted countless fans.

The moment when he shook off Wall and hit the step-back three-pointer is destined to be seen by more people after this game.

On the court, the Lakers' offense surged like a tide, and Davis, the inside giant, was the flagship leading the tide.

Once again he held out his hands low, like a king calling upon his scepter.

However, when he saw Porzingis still standing in front of him, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

In the previous round, he was blocked from the front by this tall opponent. That scene was engraved in his heart like a brand.

The ball crossed the field like a meteor and landed steadily in Davis' hands.

He did not rush into action, but leaned back slightly, like a sculptor examining his work.

He used his back to feel the defensive intensity from Porzingis. It was an invisible contest, a collision of strength and will.

After roughly determining Porzingis's position and defensive posture, Davis began to exert his strength.

He roared like an awakened lion.

The continuous physical confrontation produced a series of muffled sounds between the two people. It was the collision of muscles and the contest of strength against strength.

Although Porzingis is slightly inferior in strength, his willpower is as strong as steel.

He held Davis tightly, not giving him any chance to break through.

Davis made several consecutive back-to-the-basket shots, and each time it was like a huge wave hitting the rocks, trying to find a crack.

However, Porzingis was like an indestructible fortress, making every attempt of Davis come to naught.

Davis could only force himself to turn to the left and make a turnaround jump shot.

On this shot, he put all his strength and wisdom into trying to break Porzingis' defense.

However, basketball was like a naughty child and did not act according to Davis' wishes.

At the moment of shooting, he felt serious interference from Porzingis.

The basketball drew an imperfect arc in the air and eventually went wide.

At that moment, the whole audience seemed to hold their breath, waiting for the next turn.

Cousins ​​grabbed the rebound in the backcourt and was as excited as a hunter who had caught his prey.

He kept the ball firmly in his hands and then quickly passed it to Durant.

This pass seemed to ignite the Nets' counterattack.

Durant stepped with his long legs, like a running giant, rushing all the way to the Lakers' half.

His speed was as fast as lightning, catching the Lakers' defenders off guard.

He used the method of changing direction in front of his body and dribbling behind his back, like a magician performing gorgeous skills, and successively passed two defensive stalwarts, Danny Green and Pope, as if to tell them: "Your defense is just child's play for me."

Facing Kuzma who came to defend from the wing, Durant was not at all flustered.

He forced the ball to his right hand in the air, like a swordsman drawing his sword at the critical moment, and used an extremely difficult pull-up layup to send the ball steadily into the basket.

"Shh!"

At this moment, all the fans in the stadium were boiling with excitement, cheering for Durant's wonderful performance.

This goal seemed to be the clarion call for the Nets to counterattack, boosting their morale. (End of this chapter)