Wang Yi came to the three -point line and faced with Milsap's defense, he turned around again, and instantly entered the inside.

This gyroscope turned, James and Alphabet used to use the most when fast -breaking.

But they did not have the beauty when Wang Yi turned around.

James's gyro turns around, like a tank in place, a little bulky;

The letter brother looks like a giant gibbon in place.

And Wang Yi's turn, light spirit like dance, weightlifting is light.

As if a leaf rolled up by the wind, it instantly wiped Mirsp.

Enter the inside, and at this time, there are still Barton in front of him.

And Baton stretched out his arms and stood in a good position, waiting for Wang Yi to hit.

After turning around, Wang Yi took a step forward to the left.

Barton couldn't help but move his body to the left.

But at this moment, after Wang Yi received the ball, the center of gravity moved to the right instantly.

Right to the right front.

European steps!

Passing Barton in one step, there is an empty basket in front of me.

At this time, Wang Yi already felt a bit virtual under his feet.

After all, the long -distance running for 28 meters, turning around, and Europe.

And it is in the case of a large amount of physical energy.

So in the end, it is difficult to kick the dunk. It is difficult.

Under normal circumstances, only people can be used for layup.

However, Wang Yi gritted his teeth.

In both eyes, the ruthlessness emerged again.

People lay layup?

joke!

Since they laughed at me as a patient, I would let them see and see, how did I play!

One thought, and his left foot kicked the ground for the last time.

The blue tendons were immersed in the brilliant neck soaked by sweat.

There was a beast -like roar in the throat:

"Grass--"

Almost all of his strength, he jumped suddenly.

The jumping distance is a bit far away.

The jumping height is not enough.

Alas!

Basketball gently scratched on the front of the basket.

Fortunately, Wang Yi had been prepared, and the ball on his hand was tightly held, and he did not let it play.

Alas!

After knocking, the basketball slipped into the basket.

At the scene, another dead silence.

It's like a midnight playground.

It wasn't until a moment that there was a exclamation.

"oh--"

The Nuggets coach Malone also widened.

He felt like he had an illusion.

Shouldn't this guy be the end of the three rounds?

What about the altitude reaction?

What is the second wave of good?

It's all deceiving.

What is the second wave of the second wave?
Chapter completed!