"come on!!brothers!!"
Yuhang stood up unconsciously and shouted towards the field!
The Heat's substitutes were also infected by Yuhang and began to cheer for their teammates on the court crazily.
"To make these bastards worry, it seems we have to work harder." Butler said with a smile while dribbling toward the frontcourt.
"Attack, brothers."
"ah!!"
The Heat began to adjust their tactics, and Adebayor began to move inside.
Looney tried hard to push Adebayo out.
Adebayo and Lowry exchanged looks.
Adebayor turned around and passed Looney.
The basketball was just above his head at this time.
"boom!!!!"
Adebayor leaped high and dunked in an alley-oop! !
"ah!!!"
Reba beat her chest excitedly.
The Heat broke their scoring drought.
The score on the court became 8:5.
Yuhang also breathed a sigh of relief and sat down.
After that, the Heat and Warriors began to score points alternately.
There are three minutes left in the first quarter.
The score was 24-all on the field.
The Heat requested a substitution.
"Hang, come on." Coach Spoelstra patted Yuhang on the shoulder.
"It's coach." Yuhang put down his towel and walked towards the court.
"Snapped!!!"
Yuhang and Lori high-fived each other.
The Warriors also made a substitution, with Jordan Poole replacing Curry.
Martin executed a free throw, and Jordan Poole walked to Yuhang beyond the three-point line.
"Hey, boy. Aren't you the guy with bad luck in the last game?" Jordan Poole said jokingly as Martin put his hands on his knees and watched the free throw.
"It's better than real shit." Yuhang was worried that he couldn't talk trash to Curry's harmless face.
But facing Poole was different.
"Ding!! The host's shooting percentage, speed, and strength increase by ten percent!"
"What did you say?" Poole turned his head and stared at Yuhang with his little eyes.
"That means you're shit." Yuhang also turned his head and raised the corner of his mouth in a very provocative arc.
"Ding!! The host's shooting percentage, speed, and strength increase by 20%!"
"No wonder Green beat him. This bastard really deserves it." Yuhang thought.
"boom!!!"
At this moment, Martin made his second free throw.
Looney grabbed a backcourt rebound.
"Boy, we'll see." Poole said, turning around to catch the ball and start organizing the offense.
"I'm waiting for you! Trash! My grandma's attack options are better than yours!" Yuhang raised his head and looked into Poole's eyes and said every word.
"Ding!! Today's upper limit has been reached. Shooting percentage, speed, and strength have increased by 30%."
Yuhang instantly felt his body became much lighter.
"I! I'm just strong! I can make shots! Do you think you, a loser and a loser in the draft, are worthy of talking about me?"
Hearing Yuhang's words, an angry Poole turned around and wanted to grab Yuhang's collar.
"What do you want to do to Yu?"
A figure as huge as a city wall stood in front of Yuhang. It was the Heat's backup center, 2.13-meter Dwayne Dedmon.
Seeing the tall Dedmon glaring at him, Pu'er had no choice but to go back angrily to organize the attack. But he still glanced hard at Yuhang.
"Thank you, Dedmon." Yuhang patted Dedmon's waist.
"Hahahaha, it's okay. I've long been unhappy with that guy. Just beat him up." Dedmon said with a laugh.
The Heat began to retreat.
The score on the court was 25:24, with the Heat leading.
Both sides are rotating lineups.
Heat: Center Dedmon, guards Martin, Vincent, Yuhang, forward Dun Luo.
Warriors: Center "Big Smart" Wiseman, guards Poole, Moody, Thompson, forward "Big Mouth Brother" Wiggins.
At this time, in the domestic live broadcast room.
"Fortunately, when Emperor Yu came on stage, Chai Meng came off. I was really afraid that Emperor Yu would be ruined by Chai Meng."
"Yo! It's kind of interesting that the emperor and that brainless guy from Poole are facing each other."
"I really want to see Emperor Yu face Curry."
"Just now, at the edge of the camera, was that bastard Poole trying to grab Emperor Yu's collar, but Dedmon stopped him? That bastard really deserves a beating!"
"Big score for Dedmon!!"
"Emperor Yu! Defeat Pu'er!!"
At this time, Director Zhang was live broadcasting from the sidelines.
"Let's look forward to the young man's performance."
Poole dribbled to near the three-point line.
Yuhang stepped forward to defend Poole.
"Bad Dog, it's time to pay the price for your arrogance!"
"Then give it a try."
Yuhang opened his arms and made a defensive posture.
At this time, Clay, who was open outside the three-point line on the weak side, kept winking to Pu'er, indicating him to pass the ball.
Poole did not pass the ball to Clay, but accelerated his right hand and tried to pass Yuhang and go straight to the inside.
However, when he looked up again, Yuhang was still standing in front of him.
Poole didn't panic, pulled the ball back and paused.
Poole is ready to distribute the ball to adjust his condition.
"Does the Warriors only have Curry and Thompson who can attack?" Yuhang said jokingly with the corner of his mouth raised slightly.
"What are you talking about, bastard?"
Poole's mind was filled with rage and he dribbled towards Yuhang!
"boom!!!!"
The corners of Yuhang's mouth raised and he fell straight back.
"Beep!!! Offensive foul!"
Poole's action was obviously intentional.
"Asshole!! What are you doing?!" Martin wanted to rush forward, but Yuhang grabbed his ankle.
Yuhang waved his hand, with a slight curvature at the corner of his mouth, but he quickly retracted it.
"He's really a bad boy. It looks like nothing's wrong." Butler saw Yuhang's malicious smile on the ground and said helplessly with Adebayor, who was also sweating next to him, smiling.
"Smart boy."
Clay looked at the impulsive Pu'er at this time, and there were probably countless mythical beasts running wildly in his heart.
"Pool's speed is slower than Fox's." Yuhang was still comparing Pool and Fox in his heart.
Heat offense.
Yuhang held the ball for half the game.
Pu'er came up to guard.
"Boy, don't even think about succeeding."
Yuhang ignored the chattering Pu'er, leaned over, accelerated and changed direction, easily passing Pu'er, and broke into the Warriors' inside line, attracting Brother Zui to come up and defend.
Yuhang took advantage of the situation and passed the ball to Dun Luo, who was vacated outside the 45-degree three-point line on the right.
Dunro caught the ball and shot in one go.
"Shua!!"
The basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air and hit the net!
“Beautifully passed on!!”
Dun Luo high-fived Yuhang excitedly.
At this time, the Warriors bench could no longer sit still.
"Can you be more serious, kid?" Green shouted angrily towards Poole on the court, waving his fists!
The score on the court became 28:24 with the Heat leading.
Poole turned a deaf ear and dribbled toward the frontcourt.
Poole and Wiggins exchanged looks outside the three-point line.
Poole accelerated toward the right.
Yuhang wants to keep up.
"boom!!!"
Yuhang ran straight into Wiggins and was stopped.
Vincent stepped forward to defend, but it was too late.
Poole made an emergency stop and made a pull-up from mid-range.
"Uh-huh!!!"
The basketball hit the net.
Pu'er glanced at Yuhang proudly.
A look of "Boy, you are still too young."
"Damn it."
The score on the court became 28:26.
At this time there is only one minute left in the first quarter.
Yuhang held the ball past halftime, and Poole stepped forward to mark it.
"Boy, do you see? You and I are not on the same level."
Yuhang was speechless at Poole's confidence. He just relied on a pick-and-roll and scored a goal. What the hell are you doing? No wonder I deserve a beating...
