At this time, Joe Dumas served, Zhou Quan caught the ball in his hand, put his left elbow in front, and immediately pushed forward directly towards Vernon Maxwell without turning.
It was obvious that there was going to be a confrontation. Vernon Maxwell was not that stupid and had no choice but to defend and retreat immediately, allowing Zhou Quan to enter the frontcourt without any hindrance.
As soon as he entered the frontcourt, Zhou Quan immediately accelerated and stepped past people, like a small tank, holding the ball from the right side and breaking through.
Vernon Maxwell quickly turned around and ran to Zhou Quan's left side, but was pushed outside by the latter's left elbow. He immediately grabbed the jersey.
"Snapped!"
Zhou Quan slashed the opponent's hand with his sword.
"Hiss! Shet!"
When his hand was opened, Vernon Maxwell screamed in pain and fell behind. Watching Zhou Quan rush into the top of the key, he couldn't help but cursed angrily.
Zhou Quan passed the top of the arc, without stopping, crossed the free throw line in two steps, and met the defense of Mosaic power forward Thorpe.
Thorpe, the knife guard of Dream, has good scoring ability, good scoring efficiency, and strong rebounding ability. This season, he averaged 17.3 points, 10.5 rebounds, 3 assists, 0.6 steals, 0.5 blocks, 2.9 turnovers and 3.7 fouls per game. He is the best blue-collar player in the league. One of the players.
On the defensive end, although his steals and blocks are not very good, he is a defensive player who does not pay attention to statistics, and his actual defensive ability far exceeds the defensive data.
Zhou Quan saw Dameng at the basket. If he bypassed Thorpe and reached the basket, with Dameng's top defense, he wouldn't be able to take advantage, so he shook his hand and gave the ball to John Salley in the low post on the left wing.
Selly caught the ball and shot a jumper, and Dameng took a step forward to block the shot. The shot was not blocked, but it affected the former's shooting angle.
"rebound!"
Dameng shouted loudly as soon as he landed.
"boom!"
The ball indeed missed.
"mine!"
Rodman and Thorpe, who turned back to the basket, took off at the same time to grab the rebound, but the former got it.
"Snapped!"
Da Chong immediately passed the ball, Zhou Quan received the ball, and immediately threw it close to the basket. Dameng made a sudden move and hit the ball with an iron-blooded block, sending the ball flying directly to the right sideline.
"Boy, please stay calm here. This is not a place for you to run wild."
After successfully blocking the shot, Dameng's momentum surged and he forced himself directly in front of him. He stared at Zhou Quan with fierce eyes and shouted.
"Hakim, fuck him!"
In Chicago, Jordan began to cheer for Big Dream.
"Cowards usually only use their words. This is your home court, do you still need me to take action first? I don't want to bully you, because bullying a coward will not give me any sense of accomplishment."
The smile on Zhou Quan's face did not change, but his words were like a knife, stabbing Dameng in the heart. He was so angry that his face turned red instantly and he clenched his fists.
"Don't make trouble!"
Seeing that the momentum was not right, the referee quickly stepped in and pushed left and right with his hands to separate the two.
He warned sternly: "Listen carefully, you two. If you have conflicts, resolve them off the court. If you dare to take action on the court, I will never show mercy."
Dameng snorted coldly, he didn't care at all, the worst he could do was get suspended.
He even hopes to be banned for a few more games, so that if the team loses, those stupid management will definitely pay more attention to his request.
Zhou Quan doesn't care much about the suspension. The team's current record is firmly ranked third in the Eastern Conference and there will be no problems.
He didn't want to fight, but in the United States, if you don't get tough when faced with provocation, you will only be seen as weak.
And provocation, even if he has made a name for himself in the NBA with his fists, is still everywhere, which fully shows that his deterrence is not enough.
The reason is also simple. He is a small man and has a natural smile, so he does not have a strong external deterrent. He is also Chinese, so he is constantly provoking.
"Two weaklings!"
Chicago, a disappointed Jordan couldn't help but curse when he saw that there was no fight.
"brush!"
The Pistons attacked again, Joe Dumars singled out Kenny Smith and hit a mid-range shot.
Mosaic attack, Dameng took the ball in the low post, and used fantastic steps again. After shaking John, he was blocked by Rodman. He missed the one-handed throw, and the rebound was caught by Rodman again.
Pistons offense.
After Zhou Quan received the ball, he immediately held the ball with all his strength and went down quickly. By the time he ran to the top of the arc, Kenny Smith had already returned to the paint area, and Vernon Maxwell had also caught up with him. But what really surprised him was, Dameng also rushed past and rushed into the basket.
"This beast!"
Glancing at Da Meng, he couldn't help but cursed. He returned from the basket to defend. The distance was farther than him, but he got there so quickly.
The fake shot was sudden. When Vernon Maxwell took a step forward and was about to take off to block the shot, he suddenly dwarfed and bumped into him.
"Bang!"
Half of their bodies collided together, and Vernon Maxwell rolled to the ground with a groan, while Zhou Quan paused for a moment, then used his strength to start again, successfully breaking through.
"squeak!"
Upon seeing this, Thorpe, who was in the low position, immediately took two steps up and made timely defense.
Zhou Quan did not make a sudden stop for a jump shot. He suddenly changed direction and then broke out of Thorpe. He rushed into the paint area from the left and went straight to Da Meng under the basket.
"court death!"
A sharp light flashed in Da Meng's eyes, and his hands moved.
Zhou Quan came forward, suddenly turned around, leaned against Dameng with his back, and the ball in his hand flew to John Salley, who was two meters away and low on the left wing.
"Attack the cover."
Dameng's strong body squeezed hard, pushing Zhou Quan away.
His tonnage reaches 116 kilograms. Because he is only 208 centimeters tall, he has good muscle content and great strength. Zhou Quan is relatively powerful, but it is far from enough to compete with such an inside monster.
"brush!"
But by the time Dameng squeezed Zhou Quan away, it was already too late. John Salley, who was in the open position, took a step forward, made a jumper near the basket, and hit a goal.
"Shet!"
Dameng was angry and pushed Zhou Quan to the ground who was about to retreat.
"Hakeem, you're great! Next time we play, I'll beat you a little less." Chicago, Jordan roared excitedly.
"Do you want to fight?"
When Johnselli saw it, he quickly stood in front of Dameng.
He did not dare to approach the postman, but after all, Dameng was not a notoriously vicious person like the postman, so he still had the courage to go up.
"Get away!"
Dameng was about to push John Selly away again, but unexpectedly, a fist as big as an iron bowl came from behind John Selly, hitting him on the right side of his face, causing his head to shake.
"oops!"
With a cry of pain, he saw clearly that it was that bastard Zhou Quan. He pointed at him and said angrily: "You attacked me sneakily?"
"stop!"
The referee rushed over, fearless and fearless.
"Oh, there was a conflict."
Lewis Williams shouted excitedly in the ABC commentary box.
Landis Op said equally excitedly: "Da Meng pushed Tie Fist down first, and then Tie Fist punched him, but now the referee intervened and the conflict was suspended."
Williams smiled and said: "It seems that the name of Iron Fist Slayer is not enough to intimidate Da Meng."
Op smiled and said: "Lewis, you're kidding. Anyone who knows Iron Fist knows that he earned his reputation as the number one executioner in the NCAA by relying on his toughness. It's not about how good he is at playing. In one-on-one hockey, How can Dameng be afraid of him when he is often injured?"
Williams shook his head and said, "But he defeated the Bad Boys in a one-on-one fight."
Op also shook his head and said: "Rick Mahon is not here. The fighting power of the Bad Boys Legion is too rubbish. They are just a group of villains who do evil things. It doesn't mean how good they are at fighting."
Williams argued: "But Iron Fist also broke two of the postman's ribs with one punch, knocked out Oakley with one punch, and knocked down the beast of Anthony Mason with three punches.
You know, Oakley is an amateur boxer, he has practiced. The postman wasn't bad either, and so was Mason. "
Op smiled and said: "Don't listen to Oakley, he is just playing around. Does it look like his neck has been trained? No, Iron Fist is the one who has been specially trained to fight against punches.
Do you know how to train for anti-punch training? You don't know, but I do.
The neck should be trained in bridge poses and reverse bridge poses, so that the brain will not shake after being beaten, causing dizziness in the cerebellum and loss of balance.
The body also needs to be hit repeatedly to let the internal organs get used to the strong concussive force, so that they can increase their ability to resist blows.
Therefore, Iron Fist's defeat of them does not mean that he is good at fighting. It can only mean that Oakley and the Postman's fighting abilities are not worthy of their name. They cannot withstand a few punches at all. "
"is that so?"
Williams always felt something was wrong, but couldn't refute it.
Under the interference of the referee, Dameng and Zhou Quan temporarily shut down the game, and each received a physical foul, but they were not sent off.
"Damn coward!"
Jordan was extremely disappointed to see that the conflict was settled again.
