Chapter 306: Three consecutive pitfalls
When the teammates walked off the field with their heads down, looking like eggplants hit by frost, they were listless. Yang Mo, who was originally a little anxious, quickly calmed down and clapped his hands to encourage them, "Brothers, raise your heads. It's not time to surrender yet. The expressions on your faces now are suitable for appearing at a funeral. Cheer up."
Yang Mo's encouragement instantly boosted the spirits of the players, including Wade. As the leader of the team, he couldn't help but follow the rookie Yang Mo's influence in changing his mood.
Seeing that his teammates were in a better mental state, he immediately clenched his fists and placed them in the middle, saying loudly: "Alright, brothers. Next, I will work with you to crush these bastards. They will definitely not be our opponents. Hold your heads up. One, two, three, victory!"
"Victory!" Inspired by Yang Mo, the players finally became motivated.
This made Isaiah Thomas, who was sitting on the sidelines, particularly excited. This was the first time he saw Yang Mo giving orders on the court like a leader, and he looked quite capable. At least he was a core player to whom the entire team could be entrusted with confidence.
In fact, Yang Mo had already taken over the entire Heat team at that time, and Wade was not particularly good at inspiring his teammates. As Pat Riley said, Wade was only a general, while Yang Mo was a commander.
Soon, the game resumed, and Yang Mo was the first to step onto the court. He then personally took the basketball from the referee. The moment he held the basketball, he was filled with pride and roared, "The counterattack begins!"
When the referee blew the whistle, he quickly passed the ball to Wade, and then rushed to the front court like a gust of wind. When he rushed into the three-point line, Wade immediately passed the ball to him at lightning speed. Yang Mo received the basketball and faced Ben Wallace who had been waiting in the paint. He didn't hesitate at all. He patted the ball and rushed in with red eyes.
Seeing Yang Moru running like a bull, Ben Wallace subconsciously became a little nervous. Although he was the only one in the NBA who could stand up to O'Neal in his prime, he was past his prime after all, and the world no longer belonged to a late hero like him.
He hesitated for a while, and finally decided to take a step forward, standing firmly one step outside the reasonable collision zone, ready to use his body to directly cause Yang Mo to commit an offensive foul.
Yes, he did not choose to block Yang Mo's dunk. Because he had calculated how much impact Yang Mo would have when he sprinted, and even if he was in his prime, he might not be able to completely block it, let alone him who was already at the end of his career? After all, time is not forgiving, so he could only choose the second best option to use the least physically demanding defense to block the impact of the young man.
However, just as he was preparing to commit an offensive foul, Yang Mo, who was dribbling the ball, suddenly threw the ball into the air... Whoosh! The basketball flew over Wallace's head, and before he could react, it had already hit the backboard behind him. He immediately wanted to turn around to grab the ball to stop Yang Mo from throwing and dunking, but Yang Mo had already taken off from his side... When Yang Mo was in the air, he could only choose to retreat to the side, because he had no way to catch up with Yang Mo's height. Since he couldn't catch up, he should retreat bravely, so as not to bring humiliation upon himself and lose his reputation in his later years.
Ben Wallace retreated behind him, but Yang Mo grabbed the basketball in the air and slammed it into the basket!
In an instant, the whole stadium was in an uproar, and the red fans screamed at the top of their lungs for their idols.
After landing, Yang Mo gave them a standard Young Pioneer salute, and their screams became even louder. Cleveland's home court was completely occupied, and a large group of Cavaliers fans dared not speak out because they knew how terrible women were, let alone a large group of women.
"I thought you would jump up and block me." After saluting, Yang Mo turned his head and greeted Ben Wallace. Although his tone was not provocative, Ben Wallace still felt very unhappy. After all, no one wants to be greeted by a young man after a failed defense.
So, he gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, basketball is more than just dunking. You will pay the price for your arrogance."
"Price?" Yang Mo laughed, shrugged his shoulders, and said in a particularly rogue manner: "I don't want the price, I just want victory, thank you."
As he said this, he ran back to the half court, and when he returned to the half court, he did not forget to cheer for his teammates: "Brothers, run, I guarantee they won't get any points this round."
Yang Mo's cheers were heard throughout the game. He was not afraid that the Cavaliers would hear them. In fact, this was what he wanted. If a sentence could not only motivate his teammates but also stimulate his opponents, Yang Mo would definitely repeat it tens of thousands of times in every game.
Although this is a game of playing with fire, Yang Mo is not afraid at all. He can afford to play it.
As soon as Yang Mo got into a defensive position at the top of the arc, LeBron James rushed over with the ball. Yang Mo hurriedly met him, following his footsteps while chattering: "Hey, LeBron, why are you pretending to be so murderous? Can you attack? No, from what I know about you, you don't have the courage to shoot at the critical moment. You always pass the ball to your teammates at the critical moment, and tell the outside world that you are selfish, but in fact, you are not, you are a coward."
Every word Yang Mo said was heart-piercing. He was born with a sharp tongue, which was demonstrated in his first NBA game.
LeBron James is not a person who easily gets emotional, but Yang Mo's words particularly stimulated his heart. After that block, Yang Mo became his imaginary enemy, even a nightmare, because Yang Mo sucked away all his light like a black hole, and pressed him to the point where he couldn't breathe.
Therefore, he made up his mind to prove it to Yang Mo and slap Yang Mo in the face with a goal.
He was so provoked that he naturally fell for Yang Mo's trick. This was what Yang Mo wanted to achieve, because he firmly believed in a sentence in Sun Tzu's Art of War: In war, attacking the heart is the best, attacking the city is the worst.
When LeBron James made up his mind, Yang Mo immediately winked at Dwyane Wade next to him. Wade immediately understood and subconsciously relaxed his defense on Szczerbiak, shifting all his attention to this side.
After taking a half step back, LeBron James suddenly sped up. He was just about to make a signature change of direction to deceive Yang Mo, and then make a lightning-fast breakthrough, and finally end with a shocking dunk.
However, just when he was about to change direction, Yang Mo rushed forward, pressing forward with all his body strength and pressing forward.
As Yang Mo pressed him, he could only quickly adjust to a back-to-the-basket singles game. He was going to use his back to avoid Yang Mo's pressing, and then quickly turn around to shake off the defense. But just as he was about to turn around, Wade, who was watching closely from the side, saw the opportunity and suddenly rushed out, directly pressing for his basketball.
Wade suddenly rushed out, and he was instantly confused. He quickly pulled the ball to the other side, but just as he pulled the ball over, before it returned to his hands... Snap! Suddenly, a hand stretched out and slapped his basketball away. He was about to chase it, but a black shadow quickly passed by him, and the huge force almost knocked him down. And the basketball... had already left his control forever.
He could only watch Yang Mo and Wade attack the front court with their basketballs at wind speed.
FUCK!
He, who never swore, finally couldn't hold back his anger and cursed loudly.
He hated the feeling of being played with. It was not because he was incompetent, but because Yang Mo was too cunning. He had been provoking him from the beginning, and then deliberately pressed him, forcing him to turn around. But Wade ran up to steal the ball, causing him to move the ball. In the end, this guy made a fatal blow and snatched the ball away directly!
Three consecutive traps! A chain of tricks!
LeBron James was furious.
But no matter how much he hated it, it was of no use, as Yang Mo in the frontcourt had already assisted Wade with an aerial relay and a one-handed dunk.
The sopranos in the audience were already indicating that the ball had finally been settled.
"I've been fooled!"
Amid the cheers of "super yang" throughout the stadium, LeBron James closed his eyes in pain.
