"Nani!"

"Nani!"

"Nani!"

The outside world learned through reporters that Li Xing’s title of Banyani, which replaced "Andria", and every fan called him that.

Banyani was very troubled. The only people who usually called him like this are mother and Li Xing, and now the whole world calls him like this.

This is a title with special significance, but now it is a mess.

"Lachi, I hate you!"

Banyani said depressedly.

Those who are hated by Banyani can be ranked from Toronto to Tokyo, Japan. Being hated by him is not a new thing, and Li Xing doesn't care.

"Damn Asian guy, you dared to illegally pick-and-roll me just now!"

Redick stared at Li Xing, as if the two had a deep hatred.

Li Xing looked at him quietly. He had only one attitude towards this abominable racist - the Nei Group!

Therefore, he would rather give up some of the assisted defense at the basket than make sure Redick doesn't get any shot space.

Howard's pick-and-roll remains one of the strongest in the league.

This was exactly what Li Xing wanted. He could completely ignore Howard and focus on defending Redick.

"Do you think you can stop me?"

Redick faced Li Xing and dribbled continuously.

Li Xing's center of gravity was as calm as a thousand-year-old tree. No matter what Redick did, he was always unshakable.

"There's no time!"

Redick's teammates reminded.

He could only take action by a time limit. Li Xing had already learned everything, so he intercepted it after he took action.

Redick's shot was blocked by blood.

"What?"

Redick was extremely frightened, and Li Xing blocked his shot away.

The ball flew backwards, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the attack time was exhausted.

In his hands, the Magic team wasted a chance in vain.

Howard was deeply dissatisfied: "jj, I just had a good position. As long as you pass the ball to me, I can score. If you can understand me!"

Redick was speechless. Even if Howard could leave the team in the summer, he could not refute the opponent's accusations.

"Don't try to score in front of me tonight."

As soon as Howard's accusations fell, Li Xing's harsh words continued to flow.

Redick widened his eyes angrily, even if the scene lost, his momentum could not be lost.

Li Xing just stood there and glanced at him casually. Redick felt a sense of pressure from the depths of his heart.

"Damn it!"

"You deserve to be damned!"

Redick said angrily, Li Xing seemed to be looking at a dying person: "Swear, scold, this is the only way for you, a poor man, to fight me."

Howard was very dissatisfied with Redick not passing the ball to him, but he didn't want to see Li Xing bullying others with such power.

"I will continue to help you pick-and-roll later. Don't hesitate and throw them to death!" Howard said loudly, holding Redick's neck.

"Dwight, I heard it." Banyani smiled.

"So what?"

Howard asked rhetorically.

"Not really, don't worry, I won't tell you. Although Rachi is my teammate, I really want to see you make him suffer."

After saying that, Banyani added: "If you can understand me."

"Don't imitate me!" Howard glared at Banyani.

"Is there any? No, if you can understand me."

"You still said!"

Compared to the magic attack, he was dragging around the bush, and his mother-in-law and mother... Li Xing was much simpler and he first leaned on him.

“Is it so easy?”

"Dwight, can you resist?"

Banyani kept mocking, and Calderon threw the ball in.

"My defense is better than you. This is something that cannot be reflected in the number of blocks. Tonight, I will prove it..."

Howard didn't finish his trash talk, but Li Xing posted to him and came to remember the sky hook. Oh no, it should be the god hook.

The taller wingspan, height, and shooting points than Jabbar may also be stronger than this great center.

Howard feels like he is in a match with Yao Ming.

Yao Ming restrained him lies in his height and weight, and there was no room for physical fitness when fighting back.

Li Xing has another style, and his attack height makes Howard despair.

This is a kind of despair that even if he jumps with all his strength, he will be unable to touch the ball.

The basketball flew up, hit the basket, turned around, and then rolled in.

"Damn it, I almost stopped it!" Howard said regretfully.

"If I don't go in, I will make up for it, you can't stop me."

Li Xing awakens Howard, who is still daydreaming.

What scared Howard was that he could not refute Li Xing's statement at all, as if this was the truth.

It was also trash talk, and he said it like a gangster fighting and intimidating, while Li Xing gave people a sense of fear of "he can say what he can do."

"Dwight couldn't defend against Rachi, just as he couldn't defend against Yao Ming."

"Yes, once you encounter such a low-post offensive player with a slight slight slight sluggish defense."

Howard wants to prove that he can win and lose with Li Xingyi.

He appeared at the low position and stuck Li Xing.

He also attended Olajuwon's Dream Workshop, and he received praise from Dameng almost every summer, but these praises did not translate into performance on the court.

It sounds more like encouragement from "come back next year".

Like those who don’t know the secret of dream dance steps, Howard thought that as long as he showed off a few beautiful steps, his opponent would be led by the nose.

The body as strong as a bull resisted Li Xing, and his back rushed inward with force. Li Xing took a step back, and then he saw something ridiculous.

Howard made an ugly shoulder shaking. He naively thought that Li Xing would be deceived by him and took the initiative to turn the center of gravity of the defense so that he could dunk with satisfaction.

OK.

Li Xing gave up his defensive position and gave Howard a reason to take action.

The two of them jumped almost at the same time, but Howard didn't expect that Li Xing would have more energy after "eating".

Before his ball could be raised to the top of his head, Li Xing's straight hands covered his sight.

Then,

"Not good!"

Howard's fear rose sharply, and it was too late to regret.

"Bang!"

Li Xing's cover was like a meteorite outside the sky that exterminated the dinosaurs, and played Howard's basketball out of bounds.

"Dante!"

"Dante!"

"Dante!"

The fans at the scene roared excitedly, as if ancient subjects shouted to King Wangshan.

The Magic has less than ten seconds left, which is enough to reorganize an attack.

"Ryan!"

The Magic handed this offensive opportunity to Ryan Anderson.

"The second round!"
To be continued...