Chapter 7: Provocation from the King (Chinese)

"Go up, Son of Wind, break through him and let him be sucked."

"Duck him, dunk him, dunk!"

As the game progressed, fans who watched around the court and came to witness the street basketball culture defense battle exclaimed. Although there were open-air seats around the court, their butts were not stable in their seats for a second from the beginning.

Tens of millions of eyes stared at the stadium. The ongoing 3V3 match was not only about the outcome, but also about the bets, but also about the cultural traditions of Rock Park. If such a person, such a yellow man, defeated all the top players in Rock Park in Rock Park by defensively.

That would be a huge blow to Rock Park's reputation.

They placed all their hopes on the players who were fighting on the court, cheering them up at the top of their voices, hoping that their cheering could become the motivation for those players and smash Zhang Kong, the Himalayas that could not be read. Every time the players on the court made a pleasing and exciting move, they would receive unanimous cheers from the fans around the venue.

Every blocking and every blocking of Zhang Kong would cause disappointment and sighs from the fans on the sidelines. Now he is an enemy of Quan Locke, and everyone in Locke wants to defeat him and defeat this big yellow man who stains their honor and makes them restless.

"Oh my god, that big guy has blocked again."

"Can the Son of Wind break through his defense?"

"He's simply a monster!"

"It was indeed despair, he made everyone desperate."

"How can I score in front of him?"

On the court, nicknamed Son of Wind, a small point guard from Brooklyn, used his wonderful skills to completely break Ariza into a scumbag. He slipped into the baseline and wanted to get a roll on the top and send the basketball into the basket.

A fierce and rough block directly hit the orange basketball off the court.

After the disappointed sighs and exclamations, these fans cheered the players on the court with a louder voice. They were looking forward to the moment they flipped through Mount Everest before they could cheer.

"It won't work if this continues." On the court, Zhang Kong wiped the slight sweat beads on his forehead. At this moment, he felt a little tired, but more importantly, the continuous impact of these street players made him feel the pressure. He could no longer be as motionless as he was at the beginning.

Although Zhang Kong still maintained his unbreakable golden body and had never scored a goal by any player. But now he is no longer as calm as he was at the beginning, but is a little nervous. The evidence is that Zhang Kong's defense is getting more and more violent. Every time he blocks, he will inevitably knock the basketball away. When fighting in the air, he will easily knock the offensive players to death.

Although this made Zhang Kong look more fierce and terrifying, Zhang Kong, as the master, understood that this was because he was under increasing pressure, which made him unable to choose a defensive method at will. He could only use stronger power to fight back against the increasingly stronger impact.

The skills of these street basketball players are really excellent. Perhaps in formal games, they are trapped by their understanding of tactics, mistakes in team cooperation, and even various technical limitations. They are always unable to show their level for one reason or another.

But in the streets where there are no too many rules, their dazzling skills are a bit fancy, but they are really excellent.

"If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before it is broken." Zhang Kong could understand English now, so he could naturally hear the hustle and bustle of the fans outside the court.

He realized that he was obviously already determined by these people as the super boss that must be defeated, and he was the target of public outrage.

Next, the impact of these guys on him will only become stronger and stronger without any weakening. If you continue like this, it will only be a matter of time before you lose the ball.

Zhang Kong didn't care much about this golden body. It would be a good thing to not break, but even if it was broken, Zhang Kong did not have the best psychological quality of losing one or two goals. But listening to the booing and cheering around, Zhang Kong always felt unhappy!

Being hostile to everyone is not a treatment that everyone can enjoy.

However, this aroused the rebellious anger in Zhang Kong's heart!

You all hope they can break through my defense, but I just made you unable to do it!

In anger, Zhang Kong worked harder in defense, and at the same time he knew in his heart that if he wanted to reduce pressure on the defensive end, the best way was to open it on the offensive end and give the opponent greater defensive pressure to reduce the opponent's energy on the offensive end.

However, in this game, Rock Park has obviously sent the best lineup here. Ariza, who performed two days ago, lost herself completely under the defense of the Son of Wind, Kalis, and was constantly intercepted and stealing. Now she is almost afraid to even drive the ball.

As for Black Tornado, he has been making soy sauce since the beginning, and now he is more thorough in soy sauce. He just stood by and just took a sign with it, saying, "I'm here to make soy sauce."

"As sure, do you still have to attack?" Zhang Kong sighed slightly. In essence, he is a guy who doesn't like attack. Perhaps it's because he never received the pass when he played basketball. Perhaps because he was always the marginal person on the team before, those guys who could score freely on the court had an instinctive hostility and disgust. The final result of his development was that Zhang Kong despised and disgusted the score.

When watching NBA games, he had no good feelings for those scorers who could score 30 or 40 in one game. Instead, he liked those defensive players who worked diligently in the inside to grab rebounds. Even when playing games and center types, he chose the defensive type...

However, despite this, with the same defensive attributes as Zhang Kong's offensive attributes, all of his offensive attributes have reached the maximum. If necessary, he can attack, and he can attack beautifully.

When he attacked again, he saw Ariza being forced by Kalis again and threw away the basketball in his hand. Zhang Kong quickly took a step forward and took the basketball that had lost control in his own hands before Kalis.

"It's true that you have to do it yourself!" Zhang Kong thought in his heart, lowered his body, changed hands under his crotch twice, and saw that his opponent's defensive player did not defend from the inside, and the person following him was six feet and three inches of Caris. Zhang Kong no longer hesitated and dribbled directly into the inside line.

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Chapter completed!