Chapter 4 Replica of the flying immortal from the sky

"Damn it, this is too dirty, what a bullshit'Wolf King'."

"It's so trash. This move is just about people. If Chen Cheng is injured again because of this foul, I will hack Garnett until he retires, and I will leave this alone."

Chen Cheng's previous series of actions filled everyone's expectations. Unexpectedly, the dunk was not done, but Garnett pushed it down with such a non-basketball action.

Chinese fans gathered in front of the TV expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Wei Ping guides you how to view Garnett's move?" asked Zhengping, the host of the sports channel.

"Garnett is just anxious. You a rookie want to challenge my authority on my territory, and you still want to dunk on my head? I can't give you this opportunity, so he made such a dangerous push move."

Teacher Wei Ping paused and continued.

"This action is very dangerous and very undesirable, because Chen Cheng has lost his balance in the air. At this time, Garnett suddenly gave him such a sudden incident, which is very likely to cause injuries such as mild concussions, joint contusions, and serious injuries. The referee will definitely give a maximum punishment." Teacher Wei Ping said firmly.

Even the host of TNT could not bear Garnett's action.

"Is kg trained by Ranbill? Is this the defensive champion of the NBA now? Such an action should not appear on the basketball court." Kenny Smith said mercilessly.

Barkley stared at the replay and watched again and again, shaking his head.

Obviously he has a different view.

"I don't think this is a malicious foul. On the contrary, I think that kg just wants to give this rookie some color and needs to learn to adapt to the intensity of the NBA. This is part of the NBA. If you want to gain a foothold in the NBA, he must learn to adapt to these."

Teammates on the field immediately surrounded Chen Cheng and surrounded him who had fallen to the ground. Team doctor Gary Witty immediately stepped forward and squatted down to ask about Chen Cheng's situation.

"Don't move for now, kid, tell me how I feel?"

Chen Cheng shook his head, his expression flipped on the ground in pain, but his ears were always paying attention to the content of the stadium broadcast.

As the team's oldest player on the court, Grant went up to Garnett to argue. Kassel and the referee were sandwiched between the two and quickly separated. Garnett was also pulled to the bench by his teammates to avoid causing unnecessary conflicts.

Several referees discussed and made a second-degree malicious foul on Garnett's behavior just now. The home fans were obviously dissatisfied with the referee's decision, and the stadium immediately booed.

Barkley in the tnt studio took off his headset directly in protest.

"Is this the current NBA penalty standard? I think kg should ask the league for the penalty after the game."

Garnett looked up at the replay of the big screen of the arena, then looked at Chen Cheng lying on the ground, picked up a towel and covered his head, pulled out his finger guard and threw it to the fans in the aisle, and walked back to the locker room.

His data has since been frozen at 26 points and 19 rebounds. The "Double 20" night, which originally belonged to his home court, was disturbed by a rookie from China.

What is waiting for him next is a ticket from the league. As for whether to suspend the game, it depends on the review of the league after the game.

Chen Cheng was very satisfied with this result.

Although I suffered some flesh and blood, I scored two points, added one free throw, and had the right to the ball. The key is not to go to the charts. Now every second is very important to him.

Chen Cheng reached out and was pulled up from the ground by his teammates, holding the basket and moving his hands and feet. When he landed on the ground just now, it hurt so much, but fortunately, he didn't hurt his joints and head.

He is worthy of being a strong young man's body, just carrying a fall!

Viti stepped forward and did some behavioral assessments on him. He confirmed that there was no serious injury, so he gently patted his head to show encouragement.

"Come on, boy!"

Seeing that Chen Cheng was not injured, his teammates also stepped forward to encourage him.

"I didn't expect you to dare to challenge kg. Wow, what did you think?" Little Walton asked incredible.

"It's almost like you'll succeed. Oh my god, you almost have to kg block! This is so cool, brother, it's simply too fucking cool!" The Ukrainian "mountain cannon" suppressed by kg in the whole game, blew up at Chen Cheng in English with his unique accent.

"Welcome to NBA, rookie!" Grant said lightly.

Chen Cheng nodded, took a deep breath, stood on the free throw line, and steadily hit the free throw with his boo.

92:102, the score difference reached 10 points, and the Lakers still have the ball, with two and a half minutes left.

Before, while Chen Cheng fell to the ground, Sanders called Cassel to his side to teach the situation in person and quickly made adjustments to the changes on the field.

The Lakers served the sideline ball, and the Timberwolves' defensive intensity immediately increased to a higher level. Although Garnett was missing, the Timberwolves had shifted the focus of their defense to the outside line and strictly prevented the Lakers' three-point shooting.

Kassel and Hasel closely guarded Fisher and Chen Cheng on the outside respectively. They had to work together to lock in these two stable scoring points and control the foul.

Madson stood in front of Walton, trying his best to interfere with his serve. The Lakers player was forced to the center line before he could barely send the ball to Fisher before the five-second timing came.

Kassel immediately stepped forward and put pressure on Fisher with his body. His main purpose was not to steal, but to waste time.

Chen Cheng stepped forward to respond, and Haser followed again, blocking Chen Cheng's right and forcing him to go to the left.

Through the competition in just a few rounds, Coach Sanders judged that Chen Cheng's usual hand was the right hand, so he would definitely choose to break through from the right. Now Hasel blocked the right, and Madson and Trent were ready to double-team at any time.

Kassel, on the outside, stared at Fisher closely, not giving him the chance to catch the ball easily. As for the inside, it doesn't matter if the ball is passed in and scored. As long as time is constantly consumed, his attack will be completed in 24 seconds, his defensive tactics will be successful.

Of course, Chen Cheng read the Timberwolves' defensive strategy, so he did not choose to pass the ball to the inside - this wasted time-consuming method to create scoring opportunities, and he had a better choice.

Now the inside is empty, and the Timberwolves players are constantly changing defenses. Hasier's strong body has indeed caused some obstacles to Chen Cheng.

At this time, Chen Cheng suddenly stopped the ball. Seeing the defensive rhythm effect, Hassel stepped forward and closed his arms, and Trent, who was beside him, also came over to double-team.

Chen Cheng turned around and threw the ball towards the rebound.

Just when Hasel and Trent didn't realize what Chen Cheng was going to do, Chen Cheng suddenly came out of them, started to accelerate, took the ball rebounding from the rebound in the air, made a shot from the board, and scored two points.

94:102, the gap between the two teams narrowed to 8 points, and there were 2 minutes and 19 seconds left.

The fans at home were not aware of what they had missed. When the big screen started to play, they attracted unanimous exclamations from the audience, and even sparse applause sounded.

"Oh! Oh my God, this goal is so wonderful!"

The Lakers bench was filled with admiration.

"Hey, guys, did you see that goal, how did he think of it? It's incredible! Chen!" Payton put his hand on his lips and shouted at Chen Cheng.

Barkley in the studio tapped the table with two fingers while shaking his head.

"It's just luck, but luck won't always be with you."

At this moment, in the student cafeteria across the ocean, pots and pans were ringing together. The atmosphere seemed more lively than the New Year, with strange screams, and awesome sounds one after another.

Seeing this, Coach Sanders quickly called for a timeout.

He had always been calm and knocked on the tactical board and began to yell at the players.

"Defense! Where is our defense? That number 6 has already scored 13 points. This is our home court. We must defend it. Sam, give up Derek and decisively double-team this number 6!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!