My whole body was filled with strength, although there were rolling sweat on my head, and my breathing seemed a little rapid. I knew that this power was a feeling for me, or a kind of intuition for scoring, and I always believed in my intuition.

I saw Rondo and Ray Allen with a squinted eye. I knew that if I wanted to enter my scoring mode, I had to regard them as nothing.

I started to accelerate directly when I received the ball. At this time, Rondo was obviously still afraid of me changing direction quickly. He stood in front of me, and he didn't know that once my speed was up, he couldn't defend. I dribbled the ball with one hand and flashed by a turn on the left. What I valued was actually his psychological weakness. He had always had a psychological shadow on the fracture that I had shaken by me. The so-called "being bitten by a snake for ten years" was this reason. This psychological shadow directly led to his reaction speed being very slow, and in front of me, slowness was undoubtedly fatal. After swinging past Rondo, I seemed to be able to move forward bravely because of these old Celtic arms of the Celtics.

The old-legged ones can't keep up with my speed at all. Their inside players don't even move. They know that this will save more energy. I dribble quickly and cross the center line. I have two choices now. If I go directly into the inside and layup, I believe that my chance of hitting is 90%, and I can also choose to shoot at the three-point line. I think I can slow down a little before shooting, so that my shooting rate can reach at least 70%. In the former, my score weight is 1.8, while the latter is 2.1, which seems to be more cost-effective. Hahaha, I feel that I am really a top mental arithmetician, and I can draw such a conclusion so quickly.

"Swish", I can almost hear the sound when my ball takes action. To be honest, I like that sound. After taking action, I also like to watch the ball swinging in the air. It seems that I have a natural favor for that kind of parabolic movement. The ball enters the basket steadily. I want to know what Ray Allen is thinking, really, because he met me, an excellent shooter. If possible, I still hope to learn to shoot from him. Although his hit is not as high as me. But this is true! I think my shooting is nothing more than a word "fast", and Ray Allen's shooting can truly have a kind of elegance, and his running position seems to be better than me. When I lose the ball, it is difficult to find my own direction, and my attack power will be greatly reduced. Ray Allen is not. He is even more threatening when he doesn't have a ball than when he takes the ball.

I scored 3 points for my team! All that's left is to look at the Celtics. To be honest, I feel that this game is difficult. They have been playing offensively with us at the beginning. They were originally one of the best teams in the league with the best team defense, but now they are playing offensively.

Then Garnett played again. Looking at his footsteps, it is hard to determine that he is a player in his thirties. Jobs has the least ability to do with such a tough and skilled player. I know very well. Garnett easily turned around and hit a jump shot and made a foul, and at the same time caused Jobs to foul. This is the second time that he caused Jobs to have two plus one. After scoring the goal, he slapped his chest and roared desperately. Jobs was replaced by coach Nelson and replaced by Clauderson to defend Garnett. The coach knew very well that Garnett would definitely not support him for a few minutes. Garnett made a free throw and equalized the score again. I think I should avenge my teammates?

I hold the ball, only one thought! I must survive this moment.

Rondo, now he is much smarter. He learns how I defend him and lets go of me. The distance of this step must be that he thinks I can't pass him 2 steps in a row. To be honest, I really sympathize with him. He seems to have completely lost himself. His theory has studied a lot of videos of my research. In this case, I can almost swing a step and shoot. I easily took the ball through the midfield. I pretended to organize the offense, lowered my body, and slowed down the dribbling speed. Rondotry leaned on my right hand when defending, because he knew that I prefer to break through from the right and then shoot. I saw all this. I signaled my teammates to run. I knew that I could deceive him in this way. He was obviously fooled, lowered his center of gravity again, as if he wanted to make sure that he was not shaken off, but I knew that he would know that he was fooled after 2 seconds.

1! I dribble on the right side! The movements looked very lazy, and it seemed that he was still looking for an opportunity. He stretched out his hand and tried to stop me!

2! I dribbled the ball behind my back and moved the ball to the left! Soon! Rondo moved his whole body to the left and did not pounce forward! I knew the opportunity was coming!

3! I jumped up and held the ball over my head! It was still the same movement, the same sound. I could feel him lowering his body and looking up at my shot.

If the opponent has a step away from my defense, I will never give him a step to pounce on me!

In fact, for Rondo, he might have forgotten that the most aggressive thing I am not the quick dribbling breakthrough, because many times I don’t know why I broke through. The most aggressive thing I am is my shooting, because my shooting only has one purpose - scoring.

If you persist for a while, the Celtics should be broken! Because I am already exhausted! I am only 25! They are all people who are already 35! Their physical strength is absolutely not comparable.

But obviously beyond my expectations! After I scored, they actually kicked off quickly and thought about fast attack! Pierce and Rondo! I was surprised!

Two people ran quickly, and I could basically run to the front of Rondo, but he could change direction, and my defense would probably go away. Keynes also made a quick follow-up visit. The current situation is two-defense and two. I quickly ran to the free throw line and waited for Rondo to arrive sideways. I knew that the possibility of I blocking his goal was very small. Rondo was at the free throw line, and he changed direction and rushed directly to the basket with my body. I concluded that he would make a layup because he made a layup, and it was difficult for me to defend. His arm span was very long, and I dared not take action easily. Besides, even if I took action, the possibility of touching the ball was relatively small, but the possibility of touching his hand was relatively high. I held the basket tightly.

I just thought that his ball would not make it, and I could grab the rebound, but about 0.3 seconds later, I knew I was wrong. What is a magical pass? When everyone thought he would make a layup, he chose to pass the ball out. I didn't understand it anyway, but I guessed that when he was hitting the basket according to me, when I first consciously judged that he was going to layup, he changed hands to his left hand, and then gently transferred it to Pierce who followed him. When I landed, Pierce's huge body had already dunked the ball into the basket like a blocking the sky. It was really unimaginable that this guy who dunked the ball back after being cut by more than ten times.

Their perseverance was greatly beyond my expectations.

I held the ball, and I found that coach Nelson on the sidelines also began to have a kind of persistence. This persistence is to make sure that I can fulfill my responsibilities and be able to widen the score when I ended up.

There is also Avril, although it is not close, I gave him VIP tickets! I can still see his nervous expression. Seeing her expression, I think I have enough reason to choose to calm down.

I slowed down!

I could vaguely hear everyone's breathing sounds. Garnett, Ray Allen, and Pierce seemed to have a little bit of it to find the rhythm of their own breathing. Rondo and Keynes were both fine. Of course, I also had myself. I knew how to adjust my heartbeat, breathing and dribbling rhythm. This is a secret I rarely tell others.

I dribble! Everyone looked at me, my teammates and opponents! I knew that this was an excellent opportunity! My teammates understood the direct quick dribble, and they ran quickly to the frontcourt. I, Cairns and I, came to complete a cross-run. When I crossed, I found that Aix had reached his favorite position, at the bottom corner of the three-pointer. Haha, now everyone is paying attention to me, I know that his opportunity has come! I gave him a pass by the ground. He caught the ball, looked at his feet, and took action without hesitation! After taking action, he made a three-point move and ran towards me. Obviously, he felt like he was going to celebrate with me! Sure enough, the ball was very stable and entered the basket, and I celebrated Aix and I celebrated. I was really happy!

Have you hit it continuously for several rounds? I don’t know anymore!

I saw a very happy move! The Celtics coach signaled the referee to pause!

Haha! They still can't hold on!

Although we were only 3 points ahead! But this is definitely a psychological advantage!

It was Curry and our team's substitute players on the court. I knew that as long as Curry came on the court, we would not be worse than me, and our situation would not be too passive. The Celtics also sent their substitutes.

Shortly after Curry played, he made an open three-pointer, but failed to hit. The Celtics replaced the substitute and strengthened the inside offense. He kept dropping the ball to the inside players. Although Garnett was gone, the Celtics were still quite powerful in the inside and succeeded in both attacks.

My team was lagging behind. I looked at my coach Nelson, and he seemed calm. I had good reason to believe him, so my choice was also calm.

But then, Curry made a mistake in passing! He was directly intercepted by his opponent and succeeded in a fast break!

I was a little puzzled why Curry was in such a bad state. But when I looked at Nelson, the old man's choice was still calm.

Once again, the Celtics contracted their defense in the interior, and we made another mistake!

I stood up unconsciously. I looked at Nelson, and he was still so calm. Did he meet a beautiful woman last night? This way.

Avril in the back row poked my back with his finger! It seemed to be why I wasn't playing. I think I didn't have time to explain to her, I need to watch the ball, I need to understand the situation on the court!

I don't know why I care about this game so much! I have lost many games before, but I haven't gotten such an excellent start in two seasons. I don't want to destroy our confidence in winning streak because of a failure.
Chapter completed!