"Iron Fist, why do you say we stick together?"
As soon as they met, the grumpy Dameng roared, even ignoring the ESPN cameras that were filming next to him.
"Haha, there's something good to watch!"
Hearing his words, the cameraman immediately perked up.
ESPN's on-site director also keenly seized this opportunity and immediately adjusted the live footage to this camera, and the footage of the player tunnel immediately appeared on the hanging screen above the stadium.
Zhou Quan blinked his eyes and said in surprise: "I didn't say that. Which of your ears has ever heard that I said that you guys stick together?"
"The Smiling Assassin and Ranbir just said it. They said it was you who said that you are together." Dameng said arrogantly.
"That's right," Buckley agreed.
"Pfft!"
In the ESPN commentary box, the assassin burst into laughter.
Ranbir was also stunned, Shet, when did I stand with that bastard Iron Fist who ruined my career?
Zhou Quan laughed, his eyes became cold, but the smile on his face was still there, and he said in a cold voice: "You two idiots just take it as what I said, so what?"
"Well……"
The two of them were at a loss for words, yes, do they still dare to attack the Iron Fist King?
"you?"
"Iron Fist, don't go too far!"
They didn't expect Zhou Quan to openly quarrel with each other, and the two of them were caught off guard and turned pale with anger.
"..."
The fans outside were very silent. Many people actually felt like they were watching a big show and felt a little excited.
Zhou Quan continued to spray: "Am I the one who said that the three of you are uniting? Aren't you? Since you have chosen to unite, don't be shameless. If you don't let others say that you want face, I'm ashamed of you. .”
"Aren't you a group yourself?" Buckley said angrily.
"Yes." Dameng agreed angrily.
When the Mosaic fans heard this, they actually felt ashamed. They felt that Barkley was biting randomly, which was too unbearable.
Zhou Quan laughed and said, "Come on, open your bastard eyes and see which one of them around me is the superstar? I still can't figure it out myself, but it turns out I'm already in a group."
"The big bug is like that. He rebounds 17 or 8 times a game and defends a team six times. If he is not a superstar, who is? From the Pistons to the SuperSonics, without him, you are nothing." Barkley said angrily.
"Oh oh oh, I've become a superstar, haha, I've become a superstar too. Thanks to this bastard Barkley, I've finally become a superstar, haha. In my next contract, I want to get a superstar's contract. I want an annual salary of tens of millions, at least eight Million dollars or I retire.”
Rodman was shouting excitedly outside, and some media reporters rushed to his side and kept taking pictures of him.
Only general manager Whithit looked a little unhappy and couldn't laugh because it was more difficult to renew Rodman's contract.
Not only Rodman, but Schrempf and Gilliam's contracts have expired. They are both championship players and they definitely want big contracts. If they successfully defend their championship this year, it will be more difficult to renew their contracts. , someone will definitely leave the team.
"Damn Dream, damn Barkley, you deserve not to win the championship." He couldn't help but cursed in his heart.
"Crack, click, click..."
At the same time, many media reporters had already rushed into the player tunnel, and flash lights were flashing one after another.
Barkley and Dameng also regretted that they should not have teased Zhou Quan at this time. Now the matter has become a big deal and will not end well.
"Rodman has become a superstar? Haha, yes, I will tell him later and let him thank you."
After looking at the dozens of reporters, Zhou Quan laughed again, and then said in an obviously mocking tone: "According to your standards, since Dennis is a superstar, then you three have so many All-Stars and first and second teams, so good data, are you no longer superstars?"
At this point, he shouted to the reporters: "Gentlemen, do you think these three are superstars?"
"Yes, they are the three super giants."
"Iron Fist is right. Since Rodman is a superstar, what the three of them didn't say must be a superstar."
"I agree, the three of them are super giants, and the three super giants stick together."
The faces of the three Barkleys were completely pale. Damn Iron Fist, are they trying to convince the three of them to join forces?
Zhou Quan turned around and mocked: "You guys are really good at showing off your status. The three of you have become superstars without even having a championship. Who gave you the face? Are you a big mouth? Oh, so you are Three superstars teaming up? You don't allow others to say it, you are so shameless!"
"Crack, click, click..."
Dozens of reporters were shaking with excitement and pressing their shutters frantically.
Buckley and Dameng were also trembling with anger.
Drexler, an honest man who didn't say a word, was sprayed by Zhou Quan. He took a step back in shame, leaned against the wall, lowered his head to his chest, and avoided the media's lens.
Zhou Quan continued to spray: "But you three superstars are only second in the Western Conference when you join forces. Why can't you even beat me and Rodman, the two superstars who are together? By the way, Rodman, this guy, he has a truce. How long has it been? I forget the last time he played."
"Pfft!"
Hawkins and the others couldn't help it and burst out laughing.
Mario Elie and Rekas on the other side of Mosaic didn't smile. Even Dameng and the other three were scolded by Zhou Quan. They didn't dare to look at Zhou Quan at all. How could they dare to laugh?
The old faces of Dameng and Barkley were red and almost bleeding.
In fact, they are still superstars. The media said so, and they think so too, but now they are being ridiculed by Zhou Quan, wishing that there was a crack in the ground for them to get through.
As long as the three of them have a championship ring on their thirty fingers combined, as long as their record can climb to the first place in the Western Conference, they will not be so ridiculed, and they can stand up and say that they are superstars.
Some of the more sentimental people among the Mosaic fans outside were already crying at this time, because the three giants of their team were sprayed into dogs by Iron Fist alone.
The host was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and his appearance time had passed. What should we do?
Fortunately, Zhou Quan was too lazy to troll anymore. He was such a freshman international superstar and the greatest sportsman on earth, and trolling two minor characters really didn't add to his glory, so he waved his hand and led four teammates out.
In the players' tunnel, seeing Zhou Quan leaving, the pale-faced Dameng and Barkley breathed a sigh of relief. Unable to withstand the gazes of dozens of reporters, they followed suit.
"Charles, I told you not to provoke Iron Fist. You can only be friends, not enemies, but you don't listen? Even the tough donkeys in Mexico are not as tough as you."
At Buckley's house, Maureen was really helpless.
"Zhou Quan! Zhou Quan..."
"Iron Fist!"
"Oh ho!"
When Zhou Quan appeared on the stage, many people in the audience cheered, at least several thousand people, half of whom were Chinese.
Zhou Quan waved to them, said hello with a smile, then ran to Rodman and said: "Hey, Dennis, congratulations, you have finally become a superstar. If anyone says that you are a small role, or that you only know Grab a few rebounds, then you can spray him."
"Of course, with three super giants endorsing me, I am a superstar." Rodman burst into laughter with excitement.
Zhou Quan said to the reporters: "Gentlemen, from now on, please call us the two supersonic giants. Of course, if you want us to stick together, that's fine."
"Pfft!"
Some media reporters laughed so hard that they couldn't stand upright.
In the ESPN commentary box, Bill Laimbeer said reluctantly: "That guy Rodman has become a giant, and his historical status has instantly risen by 500 places. What about me?"
"Haha...you have been stepped into the gutter by the Iron Fist a long time ago, how can you still have a historical status?" The assassin laughed so hard that he couldn't even open his eyes.
"Isiah, you don't want to live anymore, right?" Ranbir was so angry that his teeth itched.
"Swipe, swipe, swipe..."
During the warm-up, Zhou Quan actually hit twenty three-pointers in a row, which attracted bursts of exclamations from the audience.
After he made twenty shots, he ended his warm-up, otherwise the streak might have continued.
"This feels good, Iron Fist may have a blast tonight." The assassin said expectantly.
At 8:40, the game finally officially started, already fifteen minutes late.
On the jump ball, Da Meng, who was dizzy with anger, jumped too early and actually lost to Earvin Johnson. The SuperSonics attacked.
Zhou Quan took the ball and Rekasna blocked it.
Rekas weighs 86 kilograms and is 191 centimeters tall. He is the same height as Zhou Quan, but his body is smaller.
He stood in front of Zhou Quan, so nervous that his limbs were trembling, his nerves were stretched to the point of breaking, his mind was numb, and he was sweating profusely.
"Bang!"
Zhou Quan dribbled the ball and broke through. The nervous Rekasna didn't react at all and was completely caught.
"brush!"
He reached the top of the arc, made an open three-point jumper, and hit it.
"Oh ho!"
His goal immediately received cheers from Chinese fans, including many black and white fans.
"Iron Fist, blow them up!"
Rodman stood up on the bench, cheering and waving his white towel excitedly, and other substitute players followed suit.
"Three points? Beautiful, it's so easy!"
In the ESPN commentary box, the Smiling Assassin shook his head and laughed.
"He should rush in and dunk on Big Dream, that would be fun."
Ranbir started to sing the opposite, which is an old trick between the two of them, one has a red face and the other has a white face, and they complement each other perfectly.
Mosaic attack.
"Oh, Iron Fist defends Glider Drexler, Rekasna leaves it to Hawkins to defend." The assassin said immediately after taking a look at the matchup.
"That's right, superstar gliders are a hundred times more threatening than undrafted players," Laimbeer said.
"Pfft, haha..."
The assassin showed his left hand, which contained three golden championship rings, and joked: "Did I say I'm a superstar?"
"No, you didn't, you're not that shameless." Ranbir smiled.
"Ha ha……"
The two burst into laughter.
As a point guard, Rekas doesn't have the right to take action. He is only responsible for passing the ball to the three giants. Only when there are wide open spaces does he have the opportunity to take action.
With Zhou Quan marking the glider, he lobbed the ball toward Da Meng who entered the basket.
Earvin Johnson followed up to the basket, and Matt Geiger, who was guarding Barkley, immediately turned around and rushed to the basket, leaving Barkley empty.
Dameng noticed that Geiger's double-team was approaching. As he stood up, he caught the ball with one hand in the air and flicked it towards Barkley on the left wing.
"Well done!"
Barkley secretly shouted and prepared to catch the ball with both hands.
But at this moment, behind him, Zhou Quan, who was one step inside the three-point line, appeared from behind him, jumped up, and confiscated the ball.
"Damn it!"
Dameng and Barkley cursed at the same time.
"Beautiful! Steal, Iron Fist intercepted Dameng's pass." The assassin shouted excitedly.
The glider and small forward Mario Eli outside had already rushed back to defend. Zhou Quan advanced slowly. At the top of the arc, the glider stood on the opposite side.
"We've all switched defenses, let's see how Iron Fist can hit the glider." The assassin laughed.
"The Glider's defense is not very good. He doesn't have the defense of that kid Jordan." Laimbeer said.
"Jordan can't guard against Iron Fist. He can't even guard against Iron Fist in his rookie season." The assassin said disdainfully.
On the court, Zhou Quan took a tentative step, swayed the glider, then stood up from the ground and took another three-pointer from the top of the arc.
"brush!"
The water splashed and he hit a three-pointer.
"Oh yeah! Iron Fist scored another three-pointer." The assassin roared excitedly.
"I said, the glider has no defense." Ranbir said.
"Tekken's offense is now almost as strong as when I was at my peak. I think he already has the strength to score 25 points in a single quarter in the finals." The assassin boasted about himself.
6:0, mosaic attack.
This time, the glider and Barkley learned their lesson and no longer stayed on the same wing. The former was on the left and the latter on the right.
Dameng still tried to get into a position under the basket, but this time Earvin Johnson moved forward to defend, and Hawkins blocked Rekasna's pass, so when three seconds were up, Dameng could only evacuate the paint area first.
On the right wing, Barkley pulled out to catch the ball. Matt Geiger was a bit taller and slower, and he ran out of space.
Rekasna quickly passed the ball at the top of the arc, and Barkley caught the ball and shot a three-pointer.
Matt Geiger caught up and jumped to block the shot without touching the ball.
Zhou Quan rushed into the paint area from the left wing. At this time, the basketball hit the basket and was grabbed by Dameng. After taking off for the second time, he quickly rushed up and slapped the ball away.
"Steal! Iron fist steals the dream..." the assassin roared excitedly.
"asshole!"
Da Meng regained it again, but it was already too late. Zhou Quan's precise strike was too accurate. In his second shot, he caught the ball that bounced off the floor, turned around and started to play quickly.
When advancing to the top of the arc, Zhou Quan paused slightly, and the glider that returned to the front also paused.
The next moment, Zhou Quan feinted with one hand, changed direction, accelerated his breakthrough, and entered from the right side of the glider.
Dameng, who was catching up from behind, had already caught up with Zhou Quan. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he reached out to grab the ball, but Zhou Quan accelerated his breakthrough in time and just avoided his big hand.
"boom!"
Breaking into the paint area and flying into the air, Zhou Quan scored another goal with a one-handed dunk.
"Iron Fist sent two steals and made 3 of 3 shots, 8:0." The assassin said excitedly.
"This kid's stealing ability is really amazing! His hands are fast and accurate, and he never misses a beat." Laimbeer couldn't help but praise.
The assassin and Yourong said honestly: "Don't you see what he does? How can he become a world boxing champion if his hands are not accurate? If I say I'll hit you in the left eye, I won't hit you in the right eye."
"Beat you."
Ranbir touched his face and said angrily.
"Pfft!"
The assassin suddenly laughed when he recalled the scene when the two of them were beaten violently by the iron fist.
"With two steals at the beginning, this kid won't have a triple-double today, right?" Laimbeer said.
"It's very possible. Anyway, Tekken will definitely not hold anything back in this match. Even if the lineup is incomplete, he will defeat the three superstars." The assassin said with a smile.
"Three superstars who don't have a single ring in total? Is this funny? Today's superstars are too worthless." Laimbeer sarcastically said.
(End of chapter)
