Li Ang’s goal is valid, and he will need to be punished!

Li Ang sat on the ground, clenched his fists and roared, and then stood up with the help of his teammates.

In this situation, the game has to be played like this.

It was still unstable to float outside and shoot, and Li Ang didn't want to become the second Webber.

"Lee got a chance to score three points, his impact was decisive and tough. The game is getting better and better, let's take a look at this free throw!"

Before standing on the free throw line, Li Ang glanced at Yao Ming.

Yao Ming was holding every second to support his knees and gasping for breath.

Just now, Li Ang could clearly feel that Yao Ming's physical fitness was almost over.

Because if Yao Ming was full of blood, he would not say that he had completed the block just now, the confrontation in the air would be stronger than this.

But the fact is that Yao Ming failed to block Li Ang’s impact just now.

This China is almost falling!

Li Ang made a steadily free throw, widening the gap to 5 points.

The game has entered a white-hot hand-to-hand combat stage since now.

In the next few minutes, Yao Ming and Li Ang scored goals with each other, but not many goals.

Moreover, as always, the score was not widened.

Although there are not many goals, every goal is hard to come by.

Although Big Ben was full of money, he never took a step back, making Yao Ming's offense difficult at a low post.

Although Li Ang scored many goals, Atai's blockade made Li Ang's breakthrough very difficult.

Now it is completely the situation where Li Ang and Yao Ming are playing.

Five years ago, they would never have thought that the ugly people were beaten to death.

One day, a fierce NBA playoff game will be controlled by two Chinese.

The game went to the last minute, and the Pistons had the ball.

Li Ang took the ball and took Da Ben's cover to break through. Yao Ming wanted to switch defense, but Atae forced himself to squeeze out Da Ben and rushed straight to Li Ang.

Seeing that Li Ang could no longer stop his shot, Da Ben simply bumped into it.

"Bang!"

The moment he was about to take action, Li Ang felt as if he had been hit by a small truck. This guy Taiko's body was really not a joke.

Li Ang flew to the sidelines and fell into the crowd.

All the Pistons fans stood up, covered their chests and stretched their necks, wanting to see what Li Ang was doing.

Li Ang was bleeding as soon as he got up today. If something happened to him at this time, the game would be over.

Everyone from the Pistons also came up and pulled Li Ang from the crowd.

I don't know how many times this game was, the Pistons players went to the floor to catch people.

In the last few minutes, Li Ang was basically invaded every round.

After Li Ang stood up, the camera also gave him a close-up.

Li Ang grinned and his expression was painful. This was an expression that only when the physical fitness reached the critical point.

After a season, Pistons fans have basically never seen Li Ang play like this.

To be honest, if it weren't for winning the World Championships last year and adding 7 points of physical fitness, Li Ang would have been kneeling now.

Artest felt a little panicked when he saw that Li Ang could still stand up.

He has bitten Li Ang for the whole time!

With his experience in defending others, no matter how powerful the attacker is, he should lose his combat effectiveness.

But Li Ang didn't. He was still standing on the court, standing outside the three-point line and waiting for the serve.

Atai immediately leaned over, but as soon as he approached, Li Ang, gasping for breath, looked at Atai: "You can never knock me down, Ron!"

At any time, Li Ang will not show weakness.

Atae swallowed his saliva. He was not afraid of an opponent he could not beat, but he was afraid of an opponent he could not beat.

While Li Ang was gasping, Yao Ming was also holding his knees, sweat dripping down his chin.

He found it incredible that Brother Li was entangled all the time and could still hit the basket.

Yao Ming himself could no longer withstand it, and every impact from Li Ang was a challenge for him.

He didn't know how many times he could withstand it.

Before the breath could be recovered, the Pistons had already sent a sideline ball.

This time, Li Ang did not continue to play with the ball with the ball, but instead asked for the ball with his back at the middle distance!

Pick up the position, go around the front, fight. Pick up the position again, go around the front again!

The war between the two began before the ball was received.

In the end, Li Ang stuck out his butt and stuck Artai behind him: "Come on!"

Billups hung the ball to Li Ang. As soon as Li Ang received the basketball, Atai bumped into it again.

"Hu...Hu...Hu...Hu..." Li Ang could only hear his breathing, and his throat was full of blood.

He swallowed his saliva and lubricated his dry throat. Li Ang pushed back and hit Atai back!

After Atai was pushed away, he naturally wanted to hold on to Li Ang again. Li Ang seized the opportunity and turned his back and broke through when Atai was moving forward!

"I've suffered!"

Artai wanted to reach out to grab Li Ang, but only grabbed a gust of wind.

Under Barkley's back turn badge, Li Ang turned around very quickly. If he was not careful, he would be eaten.

Atai turned around in despair, and now he could only look at Yao Ming.

Yao Ming blocked the moment Li Ang turned around and broke through. Li Ang did not stop or pass the ball, but jumped up to face Yao Ming and prepared to dunk directly!

"Lee, he wants to challenge the second-highest level of the active NBA!"

Li Ang's bullet speed was very fast, just like a helicopter that took off vertically.

Yao Ming knew in his mind that he had to jump up and even if he committed a foul, he had to pull Li Ang off.

But his legs and feet were not strong at all, and he was no longer strong!

He could only subconsciously block Li Ang with his hands, and his hands stuck to Li Ang’s waist.

Although this cannot change anything, at least it will not be directly humiliated and buckled.

In this way, Li Ang smashed the ball into the basket with one hand through Yao Ming, widening the gap to 4 points!

"The dunk is wide, and Li can actually complete the dunk at this moment! Leading by 4 points, the Bulls are very dangerous, and their next attack cannot fail!"

Auburn Mountain Palace Stadium was filled with joy, and Li Ang looked at Yao Ming and shouted at him: "Didn't you ask me how to play in the playoffs? This is the playoffs!"

Li Ang's continuous yelling made him look as if he was still imposing. But in fact, Li Ang was almost exhausted.

He just didn't want people to see that he was about to be squeezed out.

Yao Ming didn't even have the strength to hide his strength and was out of breath

In this round, Li Ang actually successfully broke through their two levels of defense, which shocked them.

"It's okay, we still have a chance, and we still have a chance! We can definitely kill them, we can definitely!"

At this time, Atae, who had been not very serious, patted Yao Ming's chest.

Atae and Hard Tal are a bit similar, that is, they both like to fight and retreat, no...

That is, they will infect the entire team with their own passion.

Only you, Li Ang, would you yell? I was also a tenor when Taiko was in middle school!

If I hadn't been fired by the teacher because I sang too badly, I might have been a high-level black man who was engaged in art now~

Seeing Arte yelling, everyone from the Bulls really focused again.

Yes, it's just 4 points.

Sure, you can definitely take the game away at Auburn Hills Palace Stadium!

"Damn, what a bunch of tenacious guys." The big-headed head hurts so much, why didn't Yao Ming give up yet!

While gasping, Li Ang opened his arms and waited for Ate.

Both teams have strong beliefs and strong determination.

Except that until one side is beaten down, the game will never end.

This time, Yao Ming did not continue to fight with Da Ben at a low post.
To be continued...