NBA: A collection of super busts

Chapter 43 My hands are up, go ahead and do it!

Anthony's expression grew increasingly agitated, but when he came to the offensive end, his playing style was quite calm.

He remembered what Coach Boehm had said.

Play to your strengths!

In terms of strength and weight, he was no match for Ye Feng.

As for mobility, Anthony didn't believe that this bastard could catch him!

So this time he received the ball at the top of the arc, and after a few probing steps, he suddenly accelerated and drove towards the basket.

He wanted to use his speed to leave Ye Feng behind!

But after driving all the way to the basket, Anthony was horrified to find that he couldn't shake off the defense at all; Ye Feng was still in front of him.

"Did your teammates go too deep last night?" Ye Feng immediately mocked, "Why are your legs weak? You're not even as fast as my grandma!"

"Fuck you!" Anthony cursed, bracing his elbow again to forcefully push Ye Feng aside. Then he turned and pulled up, intending to force a shot.

This time, the referee didn't call on his elbow. After all, he's the NCAA's number one star, so he deserves some respect.

The referee let him off the hook, but Ye Feng wouldn't!

Although he was elbowed half a step back, his height and wingspan completely overwhelmed Anthony. Coupled with his amazing jumping ability and the newly acquired Miles talent, he actually managed to catch up and then his palm landed right on Anthony's shot.

"Jump! Jump and shoot!" Seeing that Wade had already taken the ball and launched a counterattack, Ye Feng continued to taunt after landing, responding with the same words Anthony had used to mock Merritt in the first half: "If you don't jump, there's no point in me defending!"

"Just wait to die, kid! What's coming next is real hell!" Anthony gritted his teeth and glared at Ye Feng, but he didn't participate in the defense.

Because it's meaningless.

Marquette has "The Flash"!

Wade had already rushed to the frontcourt in the blink of an eye and slammed home another dunk for 2 points.

Marquette's lead began to widen.

Returning to the offensive end, Anthony once again demonstrated his strong and all-around offensive skills. He began to move off the ball, constantly moving with the help of screens, from the left corner to the basket, then turning towards the top of the key, and then changing direction to the wing with the help of screens at the free-throw line.

After a series of flashy runs, Anthony finally received the basketball near the left baseline, then turned and pulled up for a shot.

But what awaited him was another ruthless hand.

Ye Feng caught up with him again, jumped from his side, and slapped him.

This time, because of the numerous screens, Ye Feng didn't directly swat the ball away, but his fingers touched the basketball, causing it to clearly change direction.

"Too short!"

As Ye Feng shouted, Townsend under the basket was pushed aside by Warrick's buttocks, losing the defensive rebound.

However, when Warrick tried to dunk after landing, he failed.

Because Ye Feng incredibly returned from mid-range to the basket and slammed the ball down with perfect accuracy!

This time, it's the Bloody Cap!

Ye Feng slapped Warrick and the ball to the ground, then looked down at him with eyes that seemed to regard him as trash, before turning to Anthony: "One, two, both are soft-hearted trash!"

At the same time, Ye Feng exclaimed: Miles' talent is really useful! The effect is immediate.

He never used to move at such a terrifying speed!

"Fuck you!" Warwick sprang up from the floor, pressing his chest against Ye Feng's. "Say that again."

"Not only are you a cowardly piece of trash, but you're also deaf." Ye Feng raised his hands, looking at Warrick provocatively: "I've got my hands up, I'm giving you a chance to beat me up."

"If you're a man, don't just spout nonsense. Get your hands dirty, you piece of trash."

Ye Feng appeared relaxed and provocative at this moment, but in reality, he was on high alert. If Warrick dared to make a move, he was absolutely confident that he could dodge it and then quickly counterattack.

He was also keeping an eye on Anthony's location.

If we're going to fight, a 1-for-1 trade isn't worthwhile; we should take at least two with us!

Unfortunately, the rest of Syracuse University remained calm and quickly rushed over to pull Warrick away. The referee also intervened immediately, standing between the two and giving Warrick a technical foul right away!

"He just threatened to kill me." Ye Feng added fuel to the fire with his sinister words.

"And you!" The referee glared at Ye Feng. "We know what you're doing. Don't be so arrogant, or we'll catch you!"

"I always respect the game! I never do anything outside of basketball during the game." Ye Feng raised his hands, looking innocent like a child in a choir.

"Behave yourself!" the referee snapped again. "Go shoot your free throws! Don't try to cause trouble in a game like tonight!"

Ye Feng shrugged and walked indifferently to the front of the field.

Meanwhile, Riley, who was watching the game in his office in Miami, West, who was watching the game live, and several scouts and general managers who were paying attention to Ye Feng, all shook their heads in disappointment at the same time.

Go ahead and hit him! Hit his ass!

If you start fighting, your ranking will drop, and those other idiots won't pick you.

Unfortunately, Ye Feng held back, and the conflict did not escalate further.

"Thank you." As Ye Feng walked towards the front of the court, he nodded politely to Warrick. "This point is very important to me. I will dedicate this point to my dearest grandmother."

"Is today your maternal grandmother's birthday?" Wade asked curiously. "Or does it have some special meaning?"

"I don't know." Ye Feng shook his head. "I've never met my maternal grandmother. If I had a dear maternal grandmother, why didn't I go back to Chicago with you to see her at Christmas?"

"Of course it's because your girlfriend at the time paid for your week-long trip to Hawaii, so you stood me up and made me go back by myself, damn it! That Asian girl was so rich. When will I ever find a girlfriend who's both rich and beautiful?"

"Of course not because of that!" Ye Feng said righteously, "Hawaii was just a coincidence."

"Are you going to take the free throws or not?" The referee was impatient this time: "Hurry up!"

Ye Feng strode to the free throw line, took the basketball, aimed, and launched the shot with his unorthodox posture.

"Whoosh!"

With a crisp sound, Ye Feng made the free throw. Then Marquette inbounded the ball from the sideline and went to the top of the court to run a signature pick-and-roll with Wade, while simultaneously rushing towards the basket.

Wade suddenly dribbled near the free-throw line, then threw the ball into the air. Ye Feng leaped up, caught the ball in mid-air, and then pulled his hands back to the basket, completing a stunning dunk!

"boom!"

This tactical combination between the two has become Marquette's signature move, and it's what fans look forward to most every night!

After that loud explosion, Marquette's morale was completely boosted!

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