Soul Ball God

Chapter 14 two! Three! Four!

Chapter 14 Two! Three! Four!

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At this time, Odom near the free throw line and the middle distance on the left side and Lin Fei in the bottom corner of the left side just form a triangle.

Kobe passed the ball to Odom. This time, he was not distracted and made a fake shot by receiving the ball. Dior, more than a meter away from Lin Fei, immediately rushed to Odom. At this time, the former magician's successor, Odom, passed the ball to Lin Fei in the bottom corner!

Looking at the flying basketball, Lin Fei's heart beat faster and faster, and he stretched out his hands to catch the basketball in the air steadily.

There was no one around him. He looked down at the three-point line under his feet, raised his arms, held his head high, and his feet gently jumped up. His right hand firmly held the ball with his left hand to protect the ball. His right hand showed three perfect 90 degrees right angles to the elbow joint, the upper arm and the forearm of the body and the ground.

Lin Fei's eyes looked at the basket in the distance. His eyes shot a firm light, and he gently shook his wrist to drive his fingers. The basketball left Lin Fei's hand and drew a wonderful arc along the established track, maintaining the posture of shooting and landing. The basketball just got into the basket, and a white spray appeared.

"Lin! Three-point hit!" The voice of the live DJ sounded.

"Yes!"

The cold voice appeared in my mind.

"The host hits the first ball in his career and rewards 10 experience points!"

"Rookie, don't raise your short tail!" The cold voice of the great god penetrated into Lin Fei's ears.

"[***], you are always so affectionate!" Lin Fei muttered to Kobe's back and immediately prepared to defend.

At this time, Lin Fei was in the position of a small striker. His opponent was the French magician Dior!

Off-court observation combined with the scout report, Lin Fei knows that Dior is an excellent low-level offensive player with a super high basketball IQ and his physical fitness is far underestimated, carefully watching Dior.

At this time, Nash had come off the court. Barbosa, the best sixth man, easily rushed to the inside line to attract the defense and threw it to Marion in the ball. At this time, the distraction was again. Lin Fei was speechless and could only leave Dior and jump on Marion, who was shooting.

In the middle of his chest, Marion pulled the ball back to Dior, but Kobe's hurried defense did not work. Dior hit the mid-range shot.

Kobe stared fiercely and didn't know whether it was Lin Fei or Odom.

Lin Fei continued to run his position. Odom's position once again blocked Dior, while Kobe's forty-five catch on the right side of his position and passed it directly to Fisher at the top of the arc without stopping, while Fisher still did not stop and directly fell directly to Lin Fei in the bottom corner of the left corner.

After a continuous one-hand pass, Lin Fei received the ball in a standard three-point posture without any hesitation.

Wh!

The Nets are jumping and hitting a three-pointer!

The same position, the same standard!

"Berce keeps up with the rookie, keep up with him, and don't let him take action easily!"

D'Antoni shouted on the bench!

"Charles, the new No. 8 is a three-minute breakup. I dare say that Ray is not as beautiful as his!" Kenny Smith squeaked and said.

"Kenny, are you already dizzy? His bounce height means that he can only shoot in the empty space. What's more, his shooting speed is not as fast as Ray. I don't think his running position can reach Hamilton's level. You know, he will die badly in the face of a bouncer like me at such a height!"

"Hey, Charles, you are a flying pig in the air, not a human, OK?"

Then Kenny Smith's scream came from the commentary table.

God knows what Lin Fei thinks. Maybe he has been holding his breath for a long time. When Lin Fei passed the sun bench, Lin Fei smiled at De Anthony and opened his mouth and gently spit out: "TWO!"

The Suns failed to attack again and Odom pressed Marion to take off the rebound, and at this moment, Lin Fei had already started to go straight to the front court!

Dior tried his best to pursue, and Kobe caught the ball and passed the ball directly to Lin Fei to catch the ball and dribbled directly. Dior looked at Lin Fei's posture and immediately ran to the inner line.

Seeing Dior's action, Lin Fei smiled at the corners of his mouth, "I don't want to get inside!"

"One to one, a good opportunity, I think that rookie No. 8 should be smashed on Burris's head! Come on, buckle one!" Barkley looked excited.

"WHY, why stop?" Even Kenny. Smith can't figure it out. It's too humiliating to know that he doesn't want such an opportunity in the NBA.

But Lin Fei knew his offensive ability, so he unexpectedly chose three points!

Dior saw Lin Fei stop at the three-point line at the top of the arc and said no, and immediately rushed out!

As Barkley said, Lin Fei's bounce and shot speed were not very good, especially the bounce. Dior jumped up at the moment he shot.

If you throw it directly, it is likely to be blocked, and there is not much time for him to consider.

"Open a sword!"

"Level 5, one sword to open, use 1 minute!"

That guy actually laughed. Dior was a little puzzled, but the next second he regretted it.

I saw Lin Fei meet his arm up!

Dior saw this change and had no time to stop his hand and slapped Lin Fei's left arm.

Lin Fei, who twisted his body, adjusted the rhythm in the air and threw the ball out with the referee's whistle at the moment when he was about to land.

A second ago, the Los Angeles people were secretly criticizing Lin Fei's weakness, and now they can't help praising the three-point free throw.

"Even if it's not four points, it's three points!" Lin Fei was worried. Obviously, Lin Fei's three-pointer was very lucky when his skills were in place!

The basketball fell after turning twice in the basket.

"Cax!"

The Staples Arena is like a ignited gunpowder depot. The audience is boiling. What do you want to see most when you come to the NBA? Slam dunk, block, three points, no, it's three plus one!

You should know that three plus one is not so easy to get, even a legendary three breakup career like Reggie Miller has hit 21 times 3+1!

Lin Fei looked at the frustrated Dior proudly, and then turned to the Suns' bench and beat his chest!

THREE! This is not the end! No!"

D'Anthony was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect such a situation!

"YES!"

The Zen master waved his fist fiercely to celebrate, and happened to face the bench of the sun.

"Phil is like a football coach at this moment. You know, there are not many coaches to celebrate in the NBA! But this three points are so beautiful, poor Dior!" Kenny. Smith mourns for Dior!

"Kenny, I found that I began to have a good impression on the rookie. His roar was great. I saw self-confidence! Look at D'Anthony's purple face and you will know how uncomfortable he is at this moment!"

"Mr. Charles, you are a heartless bastard. Who just said that his three points are not good?"

Lin Fei, who was standing on the free throw line, calmed down, gently patted the ball a few times, and threw the ball out, sw!

3+1!

With a three-point gesture in his right hand, he stretched out his forefinger and ran to the front court with his left hand, but on the way, he turned around and stayed for less than half a second after passing the Suns bench!

"Host triggers dynamic task: close the score to three points! The task reward is 99 experience points and the failure penalty is random!"

Lin Fei directly ignored this task at this moment and devoted himself to the game!

"Lin, he ran out of the vacancy, Kobe passed the ball, and he shot! It's so easy to score a goal!" The whole commentary table was full of Barkley's roar.

"four!"

Lin Fei's voice penetrated into D'Anthony's ear again, stimulating his eardrums!

It suddenly came out of my mind, "Three points, four shots and four shots to reward the host with a sword for 30 seconds!"