Chapter 161 Talent Suppression! Crushing the Little Tyrant in the Forbidden Zone!
Chapter 161 Talent Suppression! Crushing the Little Tyrant in the Forbidden Zone!
indeed.
If the Suns' outside shooting is accurate enough, then there's really nothing that can be done. Even someone as strong as Su Hao can't just float around on the perimeter all the time to defend.
Guarding the penalty area and protecting the rim.
This is what he needs to do more.
But it doesn't matter.
The Suns' strength lies in their three-point firepower.
The Clippers' strength lies in their inside game offense and defense.
"Snapped!"
Su Hao received the ball on the left low post and faced Stoudemire again. This time, David Lee pushed Frye aside, giving him a one-on-one opportunity against Stoudemire.
Known for his incredible speed and explosive physical abilities, Little S is nicknamed "Little Tyrant".
In theory, he is not afraid of Su Hao.
In reality... Su Hao slightly countered, and Xiao Si had no choice but to retreat. He had previously used [Dream Steps] to toy with Xiao Si.
Now it's one-on-one singles.
Su Hao preferred a crushing, brute-force approach, which even the "Little Tyrant" could achieve despite his absolute talent suppression.
"boom!"
He drove to the basket during a contest.
As Stoudemire took a half-step back, he gritted his teeth and followed. Su Hao, with the ball in hand, leaped up from the ground, completely ignoring Stoudemire who was catching up.
"I'm following you, and you dare jump like that? Don't go too far!!!"
Stoudemire roared and blocked the way.
Both of them jumped, and there was a confrontation in the air, but it was... Su Hao, from above, crushed and overwhelmed them in a brutal manner.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"Boom!"
The first sound was a muffled thud from their chests colliding.
The second sound was Su Hao's brutal dunk over Stoudemire.
The third sound was the sound of Xiao Si losing his balance and falling awkwardly to the floor.
Su Hao dunked over Stoudemire, and the "Hulk" dunked over the "Little Tyrant" and knocked him to the floor. It was a rather bloody and brutal dunk.
The overlord slammed the bow.
"Wow~"
The stadium was filled with noise.
The fans' mouths gaped open, as if they could fit a light bulb inside, and they were all trembling with shock.
"shit"
o!
Lying on the ground, feeling the iron bar hitting his chest, Xiao Si's mouth twitched in pain, and he cursed in his disheveled state.
A surge of anger welled up inside him.
Switch to offense.
He actively demanded the ball, positioned himself in the low post on the right, and backed down Su Hao with a powerful back-and-forth attack, relentlessly shoving him in the back, determined to settle scores on the spot.
result?
Can't be hit.
It can't be bumped at all.
Even... Xiao Si, who was known as the "Little Tyrant" and had explosive physical abilities, looked inexplicably petite in front of Su Hao.
If brute force doesn't work, Stoudemire turns around to get the ball and wants to attack, but when he sees Su Hao stretching out his arms and looming over him, a feeling of suffocation washes over him.
"Sigh~"
His scalp was numb.
As an All-Star starting power forward, he could only finish the game by passing the ball after intense physical contact.
That would be too embarrassing.
"asshole!"
Amidst the curses, Xiao Si used his shoulders and head together to slam into Su Hao's chest with all his might, creating a sliver of space for attack.
"It's now."
Stoudemire's gaze sharpened, and he pulled the ball up...to the shelf.
Little did they know, that sliver of space was given to them by Su Hao, who was tired of the boring and ineffective attacks, waiting for Xiao Si to make his move.
then.
Follow up.
"boom!"
A powerful volleyball block sent the basketball flying towards the frontcourt.
"I predicted it!"
The moment Su Hao jumped, Curry sprinted forward, grabbed the ball, and launched a fast break, creating a one-on-one opportunity.
One-on-one against the basket.
Curry charged in, unleashing a spectacular one-handed dunk that sent the rim groaning and the basketball hoop shaking violently...
Okay, I can't make this up anymore.
Curry delivered a powerful and commanding dunk.
The elementary school student who successfully dunked was very happy, while the "little tyrant" who was crushed by Su Hao like an elementary school student was trembling with anger.
Don't care about anything else.
They would grab the ball and go for it, trying to poop on Su Hao's head, as if only in this way could they feel like they had regained their dignity.
But Little Tyrant can't do it.
His fierce resistance did not make Su Hao back down even a step.
Curry watched this scene with shock and heartache.
The shock was that even such a strong "Little Tyrant" had players he couldn't overcome with a single collision.
The reason I feel sorry for him is that Su Hao didn't budge an inch, remaining calm and collected, while the little tyrant had a ferocious expression and was covered in sweat, which looked really embarrassing.
"Ahhh!"
The more he bumped into Su Hao, the more agitated he became. He roared and recklessly forced the ball to go for a layup, determined to score against Su Hao.
Very tough.
It would be very satisfying to win.
But what was the result?!
Su Hao simply stood there, his long arm reaching out from behind him, and made the "little tyrant" who was wildly beating around stand still.
"Oh my god!"
"What I saw was the 'Little Overlord,' who frequently dunked over opponents, had a violent playing style, and possessed incredibly explosive physical abilities."
He was actually blocked by a rookie.
This is outrageous.
"Wow...that's so exaggerated!"
Stoudemire couldn't even bump into Su Hao, and even when Shaquille O'Neal came, Stoudemire could still get a touch on him.
Facing Su Hao, she instantly wilted like a frostbitten eggplant, weak and powerless.
This is incredible.
"The Hulk, Su Hao—just how terrifying is his strength? My understanding has been shattered once again!"
"Impressive, Su Hao."
"That's the power of a 300-kilogram bench press."
No.
I think Su Hao's strongest bench press strength is even more than 300 kilograms. I suggest Su Hao remeasure his strength later.
"I agree."
"Su Hao is like Hercules, making all players who try to solve problems with strength crawl on their knees, unable to move an inch!"
"..."
The fans were stunned and thrilled.
"how so!!!"
Xiao Si roared wildly, his eyes already bloodshot. He was like a rampaging bull, charging at anyone he saw, and the first person he targeted was... Su Hao.
"Beep!"
Coach Gentry knew Stoudemire's fiery temper and decisively called a timeout to calm him down.
of course.
He also understands.
For a superstar of Stoudemire's caliber to be crushed in the paint by a rookie must be incredibly painful and humiliating.
Suns bench.
Stoudemire leaned against the bench, panting heavily, his expression icy, his body trembling slightly, his mood still extremely volatile and angry.
"Little S!"
Gentry patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Calm down. Look at his big physique, it's normal that he can't win in a head-on fight."
His good physical gifts give him a certain advantage in playing basketball.
But it's not absolute.
Look at our Suns, apart from you, are the players physically gifted?
not at all.
Our strength lies in Nash's playmaking, in our constant running, passing the ball around, and in finding good offensive opportunities.
"Seven-second run and fire," accurate shooting.
This is our winning formula.
Do not worry.
Stay calm, follow the rhythm of our Suns, and wait for the three-pointers to come off the line, for multiple players to fire, and for us to unleash our full firepower.
Su Hao will definitely prevent it from getting out.
When that time comes, it will be your time to wreak havoc in the paint, "Little Tyrant".
Losing in your matchup doesn't matter, as long as you win the game, you, "Little Overlord," will still be the victor who laughs last!
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