I stood on the court again with everyone's encouragement, but this time Patrick Ewing was replaced.

Wizards' roster has become: Itan Thomas, I, Michael Jordan, Richard Hamilton, Courtney Alexander

The Magic's roster has become: Stephen Hunter, Horace Grant, Tracy McGrady, Jaren Jackson, Darrell Armstrong.

Darrell Armstrong made a fake fax and slammed away Courtney Alexander's defense and killed the inside along a 45-degree angle. The Wizards' defense immediately tilted like him. McGrady ran over to block Richard Hamilton who was resting on defense with his body, allowing Darrell Armstrong to drive straight in.

I was a power forward, I stood at the top of the arc and I had to rush to the basket.

Itan Thomas moved his footsteps to try to make up for defense, but Darrell Armstrong's offense ended here. The ball was passed behind him. After McGrady received the ball, he scored a jump shot and added two more points.

The Wizards scored 11 points, but 7 of these 11 points were for Tracy McGrady. These seasons have been McGrady's most glorious moments, and no one can stop him now.

Since he can't stop his score, he can only get more points than him.

Michael Jordan is now the point guard, slowly transporting the ball to the frontcourt. The one who defends Michael Jordan is just like McGrady. McGrady bent over and stared at Michael Jordan's movements. From the back, I could feel McGrady's seriousness. There were not many people who made McGrady defend seriously, but Michael Jordan must be one of them, although he respects Michael Jordan very much.

God, the reason why he is God must have his own excellence. Perhaps Michael Jordan felt McGrady's seriousness, and his old-age heart began to move.

Michael Jordan suddenly accelerated the frequency of dribbling. He first looked to the left and wanted to break to the left. Then he pulled the ball and turned around and rushed to the right. Then he broke into disguise and rushed to the left.

When McGrathy first looked left, her body moved only one or two centimeters, but the center of gravity absolutely did not move. When Michael Jordan rushed to the right, McGrathy's rapid movement tried to stop Michael Jordan from entering. When Jordan was in disguise, McGrathy's center of gravity had been shaken away.

Darrell Armstrong came to make up for the defense, but Michael Jordan raised the next door, raised his hand, and passed the ball towards me who blocked Horace Grant from one side.

I caught the ball and had already faced the basket.

"Attack by yourself!" Michael Jordan shouted beside him.

The ball was very comfortable to catch, right in front of my chest. After taking the ball, I strode wide and distanced from the Cobra. In front of Stephen Hunter, who was 213 cm tall, I jumped up hard, stretched my arms, stretched my body, and dunked the basketball like a basket.

With enough sprint space, although it was only two steps away, I felt that my jump was really high. I felt my eyes looking straight at Stephen Hunter's fingertips. I felt that this boiling force was surging in my body, and that power seemed to be filling.

I swung my arm with all my strength and poured the ball into the basket.

"bump!"

"Bang!"

The violent physical contact made me swing again, and my hands hanging on the basket felt a little uncomfortable. The 213-centimeter giant man under the basket had been hit by me and lay under the basketball rack.

"drop!"

The referee's whistle sounded, and the defensive foul was made!

"Michael passed the ball, Kwame cut the ball, caught the ball, jumped up, wanted to dunk, dunk it across the door! Good ball..."

"Kaome Brown jumped so high! I seemed to feel that he was going to fly over Stephen Hunter, he jumped up for 1 meter, yes! There must be one meter! I saw his extended arms crossing the upper edge of the rebound. This ball will definitely be the best of the week. This ball is really beautiful..." Kevin Yang kept praising her.

Stephen Hunter was still lying on the ground, and seemed to have suffered a little injury in the fierce collision just now. This was a poor child. He was injured and was about to end after just a few seconds of his appearance. It was really pitiful.

When the referee was checking Stephen Hunter's injury, Michael Jordan kept talking to me about his technical concerns: "Be tough, but be careful not to foul. When you get to the basket, you can shake it first, shake it away and then dunk it. Don't confront it head-on, you can easily be fouled..."

Patrick Ewing, who had just been replaced, had to go on the court again. Stephen Hunter seemed to have sprained his foot and limped down by his teammates.

With a free throw, Doug Rivers made another substitution, replacing power forward Pat Garretti with shooting guard Jaren Jackson, trying to strengthen the inside.

In Nbalive05, Pat Garritti's potential ability almost peaked. Although his initial value is only 53, you can imagine his terribleness. His desperate defense made any inside player defended by him still scare. If it weren't for his serious right knee injury that forced this strong white man to face the doctor's scalpel several times, many people believed that he would be the second Dirk Nowitzki. Grant Hill once went on the operating table seven times and was praised as strong by the world, but what is unknown is that Pat Garritti once went on the operating table eight times, which was better than Grant Hill, but his fame was much smaller than Grant Hill.

The game continues.

Darrell Armstrong, the lob was given to Patrick Ewing in the inside, and Ewing, the old man, leaned against Itan Thomas and squeezed hard, then took a step back and turned around, raising the basketball in his hand.

Itan Thomas stretched his arms hard to interfere with Old Ewing's vision, preventing him from shooting easily. Old Ewing may be old, but his experience is richer. He gently raised his fingers and tricked Itan Thomas into the paint area. He then carried Itan Thomas on his shoulders and turned his left arm and hooked his hand.

The ball flies in the air and has a very beautiful arc. Without external forces, anyone will believe that the end point of the ball will be within the basket.

Any insider who has aspirations will put in a hundred times the effort when facing Patrick Ewing. I am still a little pursuing. Although I don't match him, I am responsible for assisting in defense.

I jumped up, flew into the air, stretched out my long arms, and slapped the basketball hard. The ball hit the rebound and rebounded and fell. I firmly grabbed the falling basketball, waved my hand, and flew towards the front court.

Courtney Alexander was already running, but Darrell Armstrong followed Alexander closely, constantly causing interference in his offense.

Alexander was not Tyrone Ru. When he realized that he was not sure to score the ball, he stopped and controlled the ball. He failed to make a quick break and waited for his teammates to take the position and fight a position.

Cobra Horace Grant stared at me tightly and pressed his arms against my back. I could feel his efforts and his seriousness, but this was not enough to be the reason why I gave up on the offense.

I ran to the outside of the three-point line to make pick-and-roll for Michael Jordan. Jordan followed the trend to the bottom line and switched positions with Richard Hamilton. I turned around and stepped over Horace Grant who had chased out and quickly cut into the paint area along a 45-degree angle.

Cobra Horace Grant tried to squeeze me with his once strong body behind me, but the squeezing behind me increased my speed so much, and he got rid of his obstruction faster.

Pat Garritti, who had just replaced the court, tried to come over from one side to make up for defense, but I used my shoulder to fight, and his not strong body completely lost the center of gravity. The ball was passed into my hand, and only the old gorilla Patrick Ewing was left in front of me.

Facing the four centers that were once famous in the world, I mustered up the courage, held the ball in my right hand, blocked Patrick Ewing's outstretched arm with my left hand, and jumped up against his huge body.

It's not a hook, because I haven't learned it yet, nor is it a jump shot. That thing is really not suitable for the traditional center matchup. With my current ability, my safest way to score is to dunk. I swung my arm hard and poured it into the basket.

I suddenly felt my waist sinking and being dragged by a huge force. My body immediately stopped rising, and my body suddenly lost its balance.

I straightened my waist and tried to control my body flying in the air. The effect was very poor, but my right hand was still firmly slashing towards the basket.

"Bang!"

I hung it on the basket, and there was a white man with a total of 206 cm and 108 kilograms hanging from my waist. It was Pat Garriti!

The moment I was hitting the basket, Pat Garitti quickly made up for defense, but unfortunately his speed was a little slow, so he could only catch up with my back, and then he hugged my waist and tried to stop my attack. However, my excellent physical fitness and ability to stagnate the air allowed me to squat as I wish!

Itan Thomas ran over and roared and slammed my chest, yelling, as if he was the slam dunk just now. Courtney Alexander came to celebrate with me with high fives, Richard Hamilton and Michael Jordan were grinning. Everyone on the bench was shouting wildly, and there was only one voice left on the whole field: "Kaome! Kwame!"

I put my palm in my ear and made a cheer! The shouts in the court came again**.

"This is Kwame Brown. His excellent physical fitness is unmatched. His speed and strength are completely a heavy armored vehicle. As long as he lets him rush up during sports, it will be unstoppable..."

"You can't find a way to stop him. When attacking, he pulled the outside and shot three-pointers. Do you follow him or her, and the inside follow him to defend him. His speed is so fast that he can throw away the defense in one step. The outside comes to make up for the defense. His strength allows him to lose the center of gravity of the defender with one hit..."

"Kaome Brown's physical fitness has completely become a bug. He is not as strong as him, and he is not as powerful as him. As long as there is a gap in the inside line and as long as Kaome's speed is rushing, no one can defend him..."

"The man standing in front of him must be very sad. You can imagine a chicken being crushed by a heavy armored vehicle. With speed and weight, the man who dares to stand in front of him will definitely be knocked away. Stephen Hunter is an example..."

"The Wizards have found the best offensive tactic for Kwame Brown so far, which is to use breakthroughs to attract the opponent's inside line, create enough space for Kwame Brown's collision, so that he can rush up, and he will be unstoppable..."

"Everyone knows that Kwame Brown will definitely become a talent, Michael Jordan knows, Doug Collins knows, but they don't know when Kwame Brown will truly become a first-class star, or even a superstar, but they can now confirm that Kwame Brown has become a superstar since this moment, and he has found his way to become a superstar."

"Kume Brown is so slapping in the inside that Doug Rivers has to replace the next defender and send defensive expert Pat Garretti to the court. The answer is still the same. Although Pat Garretti has made enough efforts, he still cannot stop Kume Brown, and even arouses even more fierce... "

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Chapter completed!