Chapter 466 Rivers: Something's not right!
Chapter 466 Rivers: Something's not right!
8:4.
Wang Xiucheng made his first three-pointer of the night.
Rivers bent over and glanced at the score.
The Nets made all three of their offensive possessions; their efficiency was frighteningly high.
Fortunately, both of their attacks went in.
Both Harden and Embiid are extremely experienced veterans.
Rivers is not worried about their ability to adapt.
Sure enough, Rivers saw Harden get the ball and find an opportunity to enter the paint, then passed it to Embiid.
Embiid once again pushed past Claxton and scored two points.
8:6.
So far, both sides have a 100% shooting percentage.
This is equivalent to a balance of power.
Rivers bent over and made a gesture towards the court.
Maxi immediately abandoned Westbrook and came over to defend Wang Xiucheng.
Rivers knew very well that it was impossible to defend Wang Xiucheng by himself.
This time, Wang Xiucheng didn't catch the ball, but instead slowly walked forward.
Westbrook received the ball and faced Tucker, who was guarding him. Westbrook immediately challenged him.
With a thud, Tucker and Westbrook's shoulders collided, and both were knocked back a step.
Westbrook was clearly backed up further.
With his stronger physique, Tucker seemed to have the upper hand.
But the next moment, Westbrook, with his faster acceleration, quickly bypassed Tucker, who was still "stiff," and reached the frontcourt.
Wang Xiucheng ran towards the other corner, and Maxi turned to chase him, but Durant blocked him.
Westbrook passed the ball to Wang Xiucheng without any hindrance.
Standing in the corner, Wang Xiucheng raised the ball and shot it before Embiid could come over to help defend.
The basketball flew towards the basket like a cannonball once again.
Swish!
Wang Xiucheng only withdrew his hands after hearing the sound of the basketball hitting the net.
After high-fiving Durant and Westbrook, who were waiting on the road, Wang Xiucheng walked back as if nothing had happened.
11:6.
Rivers' eyes widened, and he finally noticed the problem.
The next moment, Rivers walked onto the court and called a timeout.
Something is wrong!
Although both teams had a 100% shooting percentage.
But the Nets made almost every three-pointer.
Whether it's Wang Xiucheng's three-point play or his three-point shooting, aside from Claxton's alley-oop two points at the beginning, Wang Xiucheng has already scored 9 points.
Meanwhile, all the shots on our side were two-pointers.
Even if Philadelphia maintains a 100% shooting percentage, as long as the Nets also maintain their shooting percentage, the point difference will only widen.
Don't say that the Nets can't maintain a 100% three-point shooting percentage forever.
Philadelphia also couldn't maintain a 100% two-point shooting percentage!
Rivers didn't take the tactical board from the assistant coach; instead, he squatted down and shouted, "Defend against Wang! He's very eager to score tonight. Watch out for his three-pointers..."
On the other side, compared to a somewhat nervous Rivers, Nash and his assistant coach talked for more than a minute on the court before arranging tactics.
As for what the tactics are...
"Give the ball to Wang!"
In the fans' stands, Fan Chengcheng has been shouting non-stop since the start of the game.
Fortunately, he wasn't the only one shouting.
Many fans around were shouting.
Fan Bing tried to pull him a few times, but to no avail, so she simply stopped paying attention to him.
She came to New York this time to attend a brand event.
In the past, she probably wouldn't have come.
But for her now, this is already a good job.
Especially since there's this spendthrift younger brother.
"Sis, it's good that Brother Chao is ahead." Fan Chengcheng suddenly pointed ahead and said.
Fan Bing looked over and, sure enough, it was Deng Chao.
"Sis, do you think Wang Xiucheng has a girlfriend?" Fan Chengcheng suddenly asked again.
Fan Binbin frowned, but not because of her younger brother.
It was because of his younger brother's unpredictable way of thinking.
They were still talking about Deng Chao, but then the next sentence was about someone else.
"Of course there are. He's so famous now, I bet he has a lot of women pursuing him."
Upon hearing this, Fan Chengcheng shook his head: "I don't think so. I've never seen any scandals about him. There was only news about Deng Ziqi having dinner with Wang Xiucheng a year ago, and then nothing more."
"Oh, right, Taylor seemed to have pursued Wang Xiucheng relentlessly last year, even chasing him all the way to China, but nothing came of it. Taylor also seems to have a new boyfriend recently."
Fan Bing seemed to be listening, but her eyes were fixed on the match that had resumed on the court below.
Fan Chengcheng was still talking when Fan Bing suddenly stood up.
Fan Chengcheng was startled and immediately looked over, only to see that Wang Xiucheng had already dribbled the ball all by himself to the frontcourt.
Then Wang Xiucheng stepped onto the free-throw line and slammed the basketball into the basket with one hand.
Instantly, the entire stadium erupted in cheers. Everyone stood up, turned around, and began to dance the Poznan dance.
Without anyone reminding her, Fan Bingbing turned around and jumped up on her own initiative.
At this moment, everyone, from ordinary fans to big stars who came to watch the game, joined in.
Even O'Neal and Barkley stood up, turned around, and jumped.
At that moment, the Barclays Center seemed to be experiencing an earthquake; even the dome screen appeared to be shaking.
He landed lightly and stood on the baseline, looking at the white waves on the court.
For Wang Xiucheng, appreciating the scene from this angle is also a good thing.
Wang Xiucheng watched the wave of people, while Harden stood in the center circle, hands on his hips, looking at Wang Xiucheng.
Just now, Wang Xiucheng suddenly reached out from the side and intercepted the ball as he changed direction.
That steal was too quick; Harden didn't even have time to catch Wang Xiucheng committing a foul.
Harden doesn't recall Wang Xiucheng having this ability last year.
Last year, Wang Xiucheng showcased more of his passing and playmaking abilities.
However, this year, Wang Xiucheng's scoring has increased significantly, even averaging more than 30 points per game, and he has been selected for the All-NBA First Team.
This all represents a breakthrough for Wang Xiucheng in his individual scoring ability.
However, Harden still felt he had underestimated Wang Xiucheng.
Although he knew that Wang Xiucheng averaged 2.5 steals per game.
But he always thought that Wang Xiucheng did it because of his speed.
But the move Wang Xiucheng made to steal the ball from me just now wasn't something that could be accomplished with just speed.
That last shot looked more like a prediction!
The basis for making predictions is to have a good understanding of the other party.
Harden became even more cautious after that.
The match between the two sides entered into a tug-of-war.
With one minute remaining in the first quarter, the Nets led 28-25 by 3 points.
As the countdown finally came to an end, Rivers, standing on the sidelines, bent over and stuck out his butt again.
He became even more nervous!
Fortunately, Philadelphia had possession of the ball.
If the game drags on until the very end, the Nets will have much less time left, which will definitely help limit Wang Xiucheng.
However, the next moment Rivers straightened up from his bent-over position and cursed at someone on the court.
Bang!
Maxi's shot hit the rim, and Embiid, who had set the screen for him, was still at the three-point line. Claxton grabbed the rebound without any doubt.
Wang Xiucheng, positioned on the three-point line, suddenly turned and ran, passing by Harden like a gust of wind.
Even if Harden were at his peak, he could never catch up with Wang Xiucheng, let alone the current Harden.
Claxton used his arm to throw the ball away.
Claxton seemed to have used too much force, and he took two more steps forward, so much so that he had to shove Harris in front of him to regain his balance.
"Fuck..." Harris exaggeratedly took a few steps back and shouted at the referee on the sidelines, but the referee completely ignored him.
The referee's gaze followed Wang Xiucheng's every move.
Wang Xiucheng had already entered the three-point line. One step later, he stepped onto the free-throw line, raising the ball and flying towards the basket.
With a loud bang, Wang Xiucheng performed a seemingly ordinary one-handed dunk from the free-throw line!
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