The Assassin took the ball to the top of the arc and first gave it to Joe Dumars outside the three-point line on the left wing. The Bulls' defensive attention then shifted to the left wing.
But immediately, two seconds later, Joe Dumars passed the ball back to the Assassins.
At this time, on the right wing, close to the low post, Zhou Quan bypassed teammate Rodman to get rid of Jordan, and then quickly cut outside.
The assassin caught the ball, saw Zhou Quan get rid of Jordan, and immediately passed it over.
Zhou Quan caught the ball in one step inside the three-point line, and Jordan pounced from two steps away. Instead of taking a shot, he dribbled the ball and took a step back, retreating outside the three-point line before joining the ball and getting up.
"Oh, three points?" Bill Walton said in surprise.
"damn it!"
Jordan quickened his pace and jumped up.
"Fake action!"
Lewis Williams yelled.
"not good!"
Jordan was flying in the sky, but he found something bad, Zhou Quan didn't jump up.
Zhou Quan collected the ball while deflecting his body, allowing Jordan to fly past him. Then he calmly took off and shot a three-pointer.
"brush!"
The water splashed and the three-pointer hit.
"Oh ho!"
The Piston side suddenly boiled with applause.
"Iron Fist is so calm and dares to make fake moves at critical moments." Bill Walton praised.
"Tekken is at 16 points," Williams said.
55:49, Pistons attack.
Jordan took one step in the right three-point line to catch the ball, and then hit Zhou Quan with his back again.
This time, after back-to-back, Zhou Quan turned around and shot a fadeaway jumper. Zhou Quan tried his best to block the shot, but it only reached Jordan's elbow.
"brush!"
The water splashed and hit two points from far away.
"Jordan worked hard and scored two goals in a row." Zhang Lili said.
"Now it's up to Zhou Quan." Sun Zhenping said nervously.
Zhou Quan had no room for concession. Jordan scored, and as the team boss, he had to respond so that the team's morale would not be dampened.
On the right wing, two steps beyond the three-point line, he took the ball from the Assassin and faced Jordan's defense. He first shook the opponent with a tentative step, then feinted and turned around, and then passed Jordan from the right.
Jordan quickly pursued the defense and caught up at the three-point line. He stuck to Zhou Quan's left side and directly confronted him, squeezing him outwards.
After a sudden stop, Zhou Quan suddenly dribbled the ball and took a step back. When Jordan stopped suddenly and stepped forward, he turned around again and passed Jordan from the left, reaching the three-point line and going straight to the left elbow area.
"Beautiful, Zhou Quan continuously broke through Jordan with the ball." Zhang Lili shouted excitedly.
At this time, in the capital, where the national team is based, Hu Weidong and other national players couldn't help but sigh when they saw this place. If they had this ability, would they still be afraid of the pressure from foreign players?
They may have this kind of technology, but they don't have as strong a confrontational ability as Zhou Quan. Under physical contact, their technical movements will immediately deform.
On the court, Grant was forced to step up to defend Zhou Quan. Zhou Quan quickly broke through with a feint while holding the ball with one hand, then broke through Grant and entered the paint area.
"It happened again!" Zhang Lili roared.
Scott, who was in the left midfield position, could only lose Seikali and return to defend the basket, but there was no time left?
"boom!"
Zhou Quan rushed into the paint area with great bravery. After two steps, he jumped up and slashed with an ax with one hand, blasting the Bulls' basket.
"Oh ho!"
The Pistons fans exploded instantly, raising their arms and shouting wildly.
On the sidelines, many players and stars stood up and cheered for the ball.
"ah!"
Zhou Quan pumped his fist and roared excitedly at the Pistons fans, venting the overwhelming excitement in his heart.
"Awesome! With continuous breakthroughs, Iron Fist single-handedly defeated all the Bulls' defenses and completed an absolutely classic personal ball-holding attack." Bill Walton roared excitedly.
Williams praised: "Iron Fist's breakthrough skills are really strong, and all his techniques have reached the first-class level. You have no idea how he will break through you."
Bill Walton nodded and said: "Knowing everything but not being good at everything is mediocre. But being good at everything and being good at everything is no longer first-rate. Taken together, it is a top breakthrough level in actual combat."
"Come again!"
Jordan roared at Zhou Quan.
"Come again."
Zhou Quan roared back.
"brush!"
Jordan once again hit Zhou Quan with his back and made another mid-range turnaround jumper.
"Three goals in a row, plus a free throw, seven points in a row, 25 points, Jordan's touch is amazing!" Bill Walton said in shock.
"Let's see how Iron Fist responds."
Williams thought for a while and then said: "Iron Fist's offense is not as good as Jordan's after all. If you are really addicted to attacking Jordan, you may fall into the Bulls' trap."
Bill Walton nodded and stared at the screen without speaking, because the Pistons' offense had begun.
After Jordan took the shot, Zhou Quan didn't look at the ball, he just passed Jordan and started the quick kick.
Under the basket, Seikali received the ball that went down from the basket. He noticed Zhou Quan's quick release and immediately retreated to the baseline to prepare for a quick serve.
However, Grant was quite experienced and waved his arm to block in time, preventing the Pistons from making a fast start.
Ronny Sekali immediately took a step sideways and passed to Joe Dumas on the right line. Joe Dumas then passed to the assassin in the middle, taking full advantage of the three defenders on the court.
At this time, Zhou Quan ran into the left three-point line and made a diagonal pass towards the basket, but Jordan caught up from behind and blocked the upper side. He made an emergency stop and ran up again, and Jordan was thrown away.
"Whoosh!"
The assassin passed the ball quickly.
"Snapped!"
Zhou Quan caught the ball with one hand, and there was a sharp scraping sound of sneakers behind him, and the wind was roaring. He knew that Jordan was chasing behind him again. The next moment he caught the ball, he turned around (right).
Jordan just jumped behind Zhou Quan and found that the opponent was turning around. He reacted very quickly and turned around.
But he turned in a different direction. He turned left in the opposite direction, trying to take a shortcut to block Zhou Quan, but when he turned around, he realized that he had been fooled.
As soon as Zhou Quan turned around, he braked and stopped there. At this time, Jordan turned in the opposite direction and opened a distance of two meters from him.
"Shet!"
Jordan was secretly annoyed at his misjudgment, so he could only turn around and pounce on him, but there was no way he could do it in time? As soon as he turned around, Zhou Quan had already jumped up.
"brush!"
Mid-range jumper, open, hit one.
59:53, Bulls attack.
"Similarly, he made three of three shots, a three-pointer, and scored seven points in a row, 20 points. I think we seem to have underestimated Zhou Quan's offensive ability." Bill Walton said thoughtfully.
Williams thought for a while and said: "It's still different. Jordan can score 30+40+ or even 50+ in double-team or triple-team. Iron Fist currently does not have this ability at all."
Nodding, Bill Walton smiled and said: "That's true, Iron Fist has really not proven his scoring ability in double teams.
But he is a point guard, and there is no need to prove it like this. His better option in a double-team is to pass the ball to an open teammate. He didn't even get a chance to prove it because of the pass. "
Williams said: "Tekken, Assassin, and Joe Dumars, the three major guards, all have three-pointers. They can all attack and pass with the ball. They are also very wide, left, center and right. This prevents the Bulls from attacking on the outside. Double team.
Although the outside height is not high enough, the Pistons have the advantage of using the small to defeat the large. From a tactical level, Chuck Daly slightly beats Phil Jackson. The Bulls did not have the advantage of using the large to defeat the small on the outside. "
"boom!"
Under Zhou Quan's full defense, Michael Jordan finally missed a shot and failed to hit Zhou Quan from the outside for the fourth time.
Pistons offense.
On the right wing, Zhou Quan asked for the ball after crossing the center line, and then stood there dribbling and hooking his fingers, signaling Jordan, who was two steps away, to come up and guard him.
"Damn boy!" Jordan sneered angrily.
"Haha... what a pair of mortal enemies!" Bill Walton laughed.
Jordan didn't go up, and he didn't even believe that Zhou Quan dared to shoot from the midline. He only leaned over slightly to prevent a breakthrough.
Zhou Quan dribbled the ball forward, close to the right sideline.
In this position, the Bulls have no chance of double-teaming him, and he can calmly duel with Jordan.
Leaning over to dribble, the height is very low, and then the ball is positioned behind, and at the same time, the left elbow is pushed forward to prevent Jordan from getting close to him, so the chance of being intercepted is very small.
He has already made four steals today, including two steals from Jordan, but was counter-stealed once by Jordan, so he was especially on guard against steals.
Jordan's position was to the left, blocking Zhou Quan's left side, and there was no chance to steal the ball.
"squeak!"
Move your right foot and use force to break through from the outside.
Jordan quickly turned sideways and moved sideways to keep up with Zhou Quan's breakthrough.
"squeak!"
He stopped suddenly, pulled back with his right hand, and Zhou Quan turned around to pass.
Jordan was mentally prepared for Zhou Quan's sudden downward movement, which was a dead end when he reached the right corner. He could only turn around and break through, so he kept up with Zhou Quan's rhythm and turned around in time to defend.
But at this moment, Zhou Quan turned around again, broke through downwards, took one step away from Jordan, changed direction and headed toward the paint area with the ball along the baseline.
Jordan quickly chased after him, already half a step too late.
Grant blocked the right line of the paint area, and Jordan and Jordan formed a flanking attack on Zhou Quan.
Zhou Quan rushed to Grant's side, stopped suddenly, and was made dumplings by the two of them.
"No, where's the ball?"
Jordan behind wanted to grab the ball, but found that Zhou Quan's ball was gone. He immediately looked past Grant and saw Rodman behind him making a layup.
It turned out that just after the emergency stop, Zhou Quan pulled up the ball and passed the ball from Grant's ribs to Rodman.
Rodman caught the ball and turned for a layup. Scott became anxious and slapped Rodman down.
"Beep!"
The referee's whistle sounded.
“What’s Big Worm’s free throw percentage?”
Bill Walton hurriedly looked through the information, found it, and laughed: "This season is only 53.4%, and the playoffs are even worse, only 41%. Now the Bulls have made money."
Bang bang, Rodman missed two free throws, Grant grabbed the rebound, and the Bulls attacked.
At the 45-degree position of the three-point line on the right wing, the left elbow is in front of the ball, and Jordan grabs the ball behind with one hand.
For people like him and Zhou Quan who have very big hands and very good sudden throwing and passing skills, even if they catch the ball with one hand, they are still a triple threat. They can do sudden throwing and passing without having to hold the ball with both hands like other players. Set up a triple threat.
Zhou Quan was hit four times in front of him and only defended one, all from behind. This time when he was hit with the basket in front of him, his nerves were also tense and he did not dare to be careless.
Suddenly, one hand was raised.
"Shoot!"
Lewis Williams shouted.
Zhou Quan's right foot moved forward in an instant, and his body rose a little from the leaning position, and his body reacted instinctively by jumping to block the shot.
But at this moment, he suppressed his instinctive impulse because he saw that Jordan only raised his hands and did not exert any force on his feet.
His full-level panoramic vision allowed him to observe the opponent's feet very carefully without staring at the opponent's feet. Jordan's feet did not make any force to take off, and the heels did not leave the ground.
The next moment, Jordan collected the ball, got low, made a back-up move, and started a breakthrough from the left side.
"Got you."
Zhou Quan moved quickly sideways in excitement and blocked Jordan again. He slapped the ball with his right hand and knocked the ball away.
Jordan quickly turned around to grab the ball, but Zhou Quan squeezed in, blocked Jordan, and then prepared to control the ball.
"Beep!"
But then the whistle blew.
"how?"
Zhou Quan was startled, and so was Jordan.
The referee ran up and pointed at Zhou Quan, making a gesture. The thug fouled and the Bulls had the ball.
Zhou Quan was startled again. I hit his hand, but wasn't it a handball? I didn't hit his wrist. When did the NBA change the rules?
"Sir, are you really sure you saw my foul?" Zhou Quan first gave the ball to the referee and then asked.
The referee shrugged and said, "Of course."
At this time, the hanging screen was playing back. Zhou Quan looked at it and laughed.
"Mr. Referee, don't you take a look?" he asked, pointing to the hanging screen.
The referee snorted coldly, threw the ball to the linesman without looking at the hanging screen, and signaled the Bulls to serve.
"You don't want to take a look either?" Zhou Quan asked Jordan again.
"This is part of the game." Jordan said coldly.
"I was called twice for wrist-turning violations today, but from what I saw, you were suspected of turning your wrists at least five times when dribbling and breaking through today, but you were not called once." Zhou Quan said coldly.
Jordan's face was slightly arrogant, but he snorted coldly: "Boy, in those years when I faced the Bad Boys, I was fouled at least 500 times without being called, and 200 of them could have been called fouls. "
"I can see that you feel aggrieved." Zhou Quan laughed.
"I never felt wronged. That was the style of the game at that time. Only strong people were treated specially. Weak people were not qualified." Jordan said angrily.
"you are right."
Zhou Quan nodded and said nothing more.
"Misjudgment, this is an absolute misjudgment. This is a tiebreaker and the players should be left to solve the problem themselves, not you."
On the sidelines, Chuck Daly was roaring angrily at the scorer's table.
"Ervin, do you think this was a foul on the player's part, or a steal?" Kareem Abdul-Jabbar asked on the sidelines.
Magic Johnson hesitated and then said: "Steal."
"I hope there will be fewer misjudgments like this. In this crucial game, the players are the protagonists, not the referee." Kareem Abdul-Jabbar sighed.
He always felt that Zhou Quan was lucky. When he first arrived at the Pistons, he encountered violence in the Pistons locker room.
Yes, he thinks that is Zhou Quan's luck. Because of that incident, the league and the media did not dare to target him, a Chinese. Even though Zhou Quan beat people many times later, even Jordan, he was not held accountable.
But now, that incident has long become history, and Zhou Quan has also posed a threat to Jordan. Jordan is the person whom Stern strongly supports. Even the entire league has benefited from Jordan. The market value of the team has increased, and all players have The team owners are happy to see Jordan succeed, so what kind of treatment will they get if they threaten Jordan's power?
On the court, the Bulls serve from the sideline.
Jordan used Grant's pick-and-roll to get rid of Zhou Quan, cut into the paint from the right wing, received Pippen's pass and layup in three steps. Seikali was forced to foul to stop his attack and made two free throws.
After two quick strokes, at the critical moment, Jordan made two free throws. He scored 9 consecutive points in the third quarter and scored his 27th point.
59:55, the Bulls were still 4 points behind, and the Pistons attacked.
Zhou Quan moved without the ball, got into the penalty area, upset the Bulls' penalty area, and attracted the Bulls' defensive attention.
Joe Dumars took the opportunity to run from the left wing to the top of the arc. After the assassin passed the ball, he made a pick-and-roll, blocking the chasing Pippen. Joe Dumars shot a three-pointer over BJ's head.
"boom!"
Unfortunately, when the opportunity came up, I was a bit unlucky and missed it.
Jordan was lucky enough to grab the rebound and the Bulls attacked.
Pippen was once again cut off from the receiving angle by Joe Dumars. Jordan took the ball and broke through Zhou Quan. Zhou Quan retreated in time. When the two collided, Zhou Quan grabbed the ball.
"Beep!"
At this time, the whistle sounded, and the referee ran up and pointed at Zhou Quan, making a gesture to block the foul.
Zhou Quan's eyes flashed sharply, but he didn't say a word this time. When he saw the referee reaching out for the ball, he flipped his wrist and let the ball fall freely.
The referee's eyes moved and he looked at Zhou Quan.
Zhou Quan sneered and turned a blind eye. If you dare, call me a few more fouls and send the Bulls to the Eastern Conference Finals.
The referee made no move. He was also a little worried, fearing that Zhou Quan would be completely offended and his head would be blown off by the professional boxer. It was not like Zhou Quan had never beaten anyone on the court, and more than once.
Even if Zhou Quan is banned for life after the incident, he is a cross-border madman and can't play in the NBA. He mostly plays sports, so there is no loss.
Chuck Daly started his rant again, putting pressure on the officials, then called another timeout.
"I was whistled twice in a row, and Zhou Quan committed three fouls. Fortunately, there was only one foul in the first half and there were three chances." Zhang Liji said.
Sun Zhenping said doubtfully: "The blocking foul was called a bit reluctantly just now. I think Zhou Quan was in the first place, so he should have called someone with the ball to hit the player."
Zhang Lili smiled and said: "It depends on how the referee calls it. Now that there are three fouls, Zhou Quan will probably reduce his investment in the defensive end."
On the Pistons bench, Chuck Daly said to Zhou Quan: "Zhou, be careful, we should be targeted."
Zhou Quan nodded and sipped the energy drink.
He is too familiar with this kind of scene. In his two years of NCAA career, especially in the first year, he has been targeted too many times.
"From now on, Joe will guard Jordan, and you will guard Pippen. The movements must be as clean and neat as possible, and do not give them a chance to blow the whistle." Chuck Daly said.
He nodded and did not insist on continuing to defend Jordan.
Daly said to the assassin again: "Isiah, from now on, you have only one task, to block the passing angles of BJ and Jordan. Joe, the same is true for you. The two of you work together to cut off their connection."
The two nodded. This was just like before when they teamed up to cut off the connection between BJ and Pippen. Now that Iron Fist was defending Pippen, let Pippen do the fighting.
(End of chapter)
