NBA: Starting with the undercut by Parker and Bowen

The showdown between Yao Ming and Shaquille O'Neal is a scene that everyone has been looking forward to.

With traditional centers becoming increasingly rare, the one-on-one battle between two of the league's top interior players in the low post is instantly exhilarating.

If we say that one-on-one duels between outside stars are a head-to-head contest combining skill and speed;

The battle between interior stars is more of a clash of skills and strength.

Speed ​​is naturally exciting; it's a thrilling feeling of going at breakneck speed.

But the clash of strength, the back-and-forth of muscle bars, is more likely to get people's blood pumping.

As everyone knows, Shaquille O'Neal is a wild and outrageous individual.

Seeing Yao Ming respond and replicate his offensive style immediately made them even more excited.

The Heat attacked again.

O'Neal called for the ball directly in the right elbow area.

Jason Williams, as usual, passed the ball and prepared to run the play.

Unexpectedly, O'Neal shouted, "You guys spread out, I want to continue this one-on-one with Yao."

He also warned the other Rockets players on the court:

"Houston's little devils, none of you are allowed to double-team me. This is my first center battle with Yao."

No, brother!

Are you kidding me?

Look at your position.

This is your high post playmaking spot, not your post-up game. You can't dunk directly after taking one dribble.

Upon hearing O'Neal's shout, some of the baseline fans immediately began to yell:

"One-on-one! Let them continue with one-on-one! Whoever wins is the best center in the league right now."

Other fans on the sidelines echoed this sentiment:

"One-on-one! The best center! One-on-one! The best center!"

Got it!

The will of the people cannot be defied!

Anyway, the game has only just begun, and the outcome is not yet certain.

Therefore, the other eight players on the Rockets and Heat immediately spread out, giving the two players space for one-on-one play.

Let's watch the show!

It's better to watch the excitement up close on the field!

I'm so happy!

Yao Ming muttered under his breath, feeling like he was being taken advantage of. Didn't anyone even ask for his opinion?

So you've already arranged things for yourself?

Where is justice? Where is fairness?

However, he didn't back down. He took a few steps forward and stood guard in front of O'Neal.

Damn it!

This is no longer within your attack range!

This is already the shore; even sharks would get stranded here.

Although Yao Ming felt that O'Neal was joking, he was still very careful and lowered his center of gravity more than a meter in front of him.

From that distance, O'Neal has no shot. He either needs to post up at the high post or drive to the basket.

Yao Ming wondered if he should take two more steps back?

Retreat...retreat, please~~

If we take two more steps back, wouldn't that be a low position? Isn't that just handing it over to that fatso?

Amidst everyone's anticipation, O'Neal began his attack.

He first feinted to the left, then stepped forward with his right leg to the right while simultaneously dribbling the ball with his right hand.

Upon seeing this, Yao Ming immediately moved his left foot to the left and back, attempting to block his opponent's path in advance.

Just then, O'Neal pulled the ball to the left, making a very comical crossover, and the basketball came to his left hand.

What the hell!

Yang Lin was shocked.

Isn't this the same tactic Iverson used multiple times the night before last?

Although O'Neal used it somewhat..., this fat guy actually managed to pull it off.

Yao Ming immediately adjusted his body and moved to the right.

Unexpectedly, O'Neal made a bold move, swatting the ball directly towards Yao Ming's crotch.

At the same time, he tried his best to squeeze to the right front side.

After struggling to get past Yao Ming, he barely caught the basketball, dribbled one more step, then combined the ball, took a jump step, and slammed it down with a powerful dunk!

"Pong~~" The basketball hoop roared.

The moment the goal was scored, the fans in the stadium immediately stood up and cheered loudly.

"Shaq~~ O'Neal! Shaq~~ O'Neal!"

After landing, O'Neal strode off, shouting at Yao Ming as he walked:

"You big oaf! Try copying this. Daddy has new moves up his sleeve!"

Yao Ming's lips twitched, and he muttered under his breath, "Damn it! Copy my ass. If I succeed in using this thing, I'll be in the hospital tomorrow."

A specialty of the League, the agile fatso!

Sure enough.

Since gaining weight, I've become invincible in the lower body.

Many people have forgotten that Shaquille O'Neal's arsenal also included face-up techniques.

On the Rockets' offense, Yao Ming naturally moved to the right elbow area, calling for the ball from Yang Lin.

It's the same location again.

It's obvious! Yao Ming is preparing to respond further.

This time, Yao Ming didn't need to shout a reminder anymore; everyone on the court dispersed.

After passing the basketball, Yang Lin also kept a safe distance.

He was curious how Yao Ming would respond.

Continue copying?

But Yao Ming seemed to be in that position...

O'Neal was also wondering about it.

As far as he knew, his old rival didn't have the ability to face up and break through in the elbow area!

Even he, just now, only pulled off a surprise attack.

The fact that they were able to score in the end actually involved a huge amount of luck.

If you let him do it again, he absolutely cannot get past Yao Ming face-up once more.

But in the same position, O'Neal... hesitated, lowered his center of gravity a little over a meter in front of Yao Ming, and established a defensive line.

Seeing O'Neal crouch down to defend against a drive, Yao Ming immediately wore a sly smile.

Knees bent, ball raised, slight jump, flicking the basketball...

Seeing this, O'Neal looked astonished and immediately got up and lunged forward.

However, his reaction was too slow. Before he could reach out and pounce, Yao Ming calmly threw the basketball into the basket.

O'Neal quickly turned his head to look back.

The orange basketball seemed to have eyes, steadily slipping into the hoop and swaying the net.

Seeing the shot go in, Yao Ming shouted at O'Neal with a disdainful look:

"You fatso! Why don't you try copying mine? Grandpa has plenty of his own moves too!"

O'Neal grimaced, clearly furious!

He refused to admit defeat and argued unreasonably, saying, "You're cheating! You didn't copy my attack!"

Yao Ming replied, "Why should I copy your offense? I'm also a superstar center; I have my own offensive skills."

Backing away on defense, Yao Ming said sarcastically:

"You're the one cheating. I can keep shooting from the high post, but can you keep using that high-post face-up drive to attack?"

O'Neal looked embarrassed.

Time waits for no one; the fat on his body tells him: time flies and never returns; the past can only be reminisced...

Oh, I was wrong!

This is a Chinese song; this fatso has never heard of it.

But that's roughly the idea.

When it was the Heat's turn to attack again, everyone's attention immediately turned to O'Neal, who was leisurely running back.

Should the one-on-one duel continue?

Everyone enjoyed the lively atmosphere.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, O'Neal ran towards the paint, announcing as he did so:

"I'm tired! Tonight's one-on-one round is over! Stay tuned for the next episode of the battle for the league's best center."

Sigh~~~

O'Neal ran away, and the game got back on track.

After leaving the Grizzlies and joining the Heat, the former "White Chocolate" has completely degenerated, becoming a pure ball-handling guard.

Gone are the days of unrestrained assists and the days of one player dominating the game while nine others panic.

He became more stable, but he also lost his unique characteristics and his threat.

Therefore, upon hearing that O'Neal had unilaterally ended the one-on-one, he immediately handed the ball to the team's true leader, Dwyane Wade.

Then he led Yang Lin to run to the left 45-degree angle outside the three-point line.

While creating space, be ready to support your teammates at any time.

Wade got the basketball, and facing Battier's defense, he immediately launched an attack without any skill animation.

First, he dribbled laterally, using Haslem's off-the-ball screen to block Battier's pursuit.

Facing Wilcox, who had retreated after switching defense, he charged straight at him, gathering the ball and striding towards the opponent's left side.

Wilcox quickly shifted his weight to the left, then took a second big step in the opposite direction, pulling the ball past his opponent.

He then took a large step forward with his left foot and jumped up, switching the basketball from his left hand to his right, and made a layup.

Wade's signature offensive footwork: the stealth step.

"Gulp~"

Yang Lin swallowed hard as he stood outside the three-point line on the left.

He was shocked; it was completely different from what he had seen on television.

On the court, he clearly felt the speed, power, and skill at that moment.

Is this the Flash?

Is the Flash, before he lost his value, really that powerful?