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Chapter 570 How could Wang Xiucheng scream so miserably?



Chapter 570 How could Wang Xiucheng scream so miserably?

Mobley, who was originally at the last moment, was no longer able to stop Wang Xiucheng.

Even if he could, he wouldn't extend his hand to give Wang Xiucheng a chance for a penalty throw.

Given Wang Xiucheng's ability to keep the cup going indefinitely, it's not impossible for him to cut your score by seven or eight points in one round.

So, like Mitchell, he could only watch as Wang Xiucheng charged towards the halfway line alone.

Wang Xiucheng seemed to sense that no one was chasing him, so he slowed down slightly after crossing half-court. When he reached the three-point line at the top of the arc, Wang Xiucheng took the shot.

The basketball arced high before crashing into the net like a cannonball.

Swish!

The basketball went inside the basketball, then slammed heavily onto the floor with a "thud".

"Guaranteed Three-Point Shot Card" activated!

The Nets led 37-32, a five-point advantage.

There are 27 seconds left.

"That's why we fouled Wang. In the final minute, Wang's three-point shooting percentage was as high as 67% last season."

Barclay shouted at O'Neal.

O'Neal ignored him, pretending not to hear.

Mitchell and Mobley are both back and ready to serve from the baseline.

Mitchell glanced at Wang Xiucheng, somewhat envious of Wang Xiucheng's speed and accuracy.

27 seconds is enough for the Cavaliers to launch a full offensive play.

Mitchell dribbled the ball forward, and this time Dillon took the initiative to come in front of Mitchell.

When Mitchell reached out to try and grab the ball but failed, Dillon immediately patted him on the shoulder.

Mitchell was knocked and slightly lost his balance.

He still managed to control the ball, but it was a little too far from him.

Dillon's large hand immediately swatted at the basketball.

With a slap, Dillon slapped Mitchell's hand.

Mitchell instinctively cried out, not as badly as Wang Xiucheng, but enough for the referee to hear.

With a whistle, the referee blew his whistle, pointed at Dillon, and called a foul for hitting a hand.

This was Dillon's second foul tonight.

Udoka immediately called Westbrook over and then challenged for a substitution.

Ti Lung walked off the field, and Wang Xiucheng patted Ti Lung's hand.

Wang Xiucheng knew very well that Di Long's shot was actually intentional.

If they can steal the ball from Mitchell, that would be best; if not, they should foul and give Mitchell two free throws, but the remaining time is left for Wang Xiucheng.

If Wang Xiucheng makes a two-pointer, it's not a loss.

If I make a three-pointer, then I've won.

Mitchell rubbed his red palms, wanting to complain to the referee, but couldn't find the words to say.

The referee has already awarded a penalty, so he can't ask for anything more.

Swish!

Swish!

Mitchell made both free throws.

The score is now 37-34.

There were 18 seconds left in the first quarter.

Udoka crossed his arms, considering whether to call a timeout to arrange tactics.

Ben Sullivan took out a piece of cardboard he had prepared in advance from his back pocket and glanced at it.

The above are the various plans he prepared for this match.

There are plans in place for every situation, every replacement, and every tactic.

His job was to remind Uduka to make adjustments when necessary.

But at this moment, he hesitated.

Wang Xiucheng waved his hand in his direction, as if to say that there was no need to pause.

A player asked the coach not to call a timeout...

Isn't this backwards...?

With that slight delay, Claxton had already served the ball, and Wang Xiucheng received it, headbutting Mitchell.

Creating some space for himself, Wang Xiucheng took the ball and accelerated, charging towards the frontcourt.

Mitchell followed closely behind Wang Xiucheng, who then changed direction and charged in the other direction.

After changing direction twice, Wang Xiucheng reached the frontcourt.

There are 13 seconds left.

Wang Xiucheng glanced at Claxton.

Claxton, who had been playing with Wang Xiucheng for a whole year, immediately understood and brought Mobley behind him to the outside.

Claxton turned sideways to provide a poor cover for Wang Xiucheng, then immediately ran off on the other side, blocking Mitchell in the process.

Switch sides!

Mobley had no choice but to follow Wang Xiucheng and run towards the other side of the arc.

Ben Sullivan suddenly realized what Wang Xiucheng was up to!

Wang Xiucheng then used a crossover dribble to create space and broke into the paint.

Mobley was half a step behind, but he wasn't in a hurry.

He knew that Wang Xiucheng had an unparalleled ability to draw fouls in the league, and he could give him two points if necessary.

So Mobley just followed behind, without any intention of reaching out to block Wang Xiucheng's shot.

However, he didn't look for Wang Xiucheng, but Wang Xiucheng did.

Wang Xiucheng, who had been holding the ball, had reached the basket, but instead of shooting, he continued to move forward.

After sliding along the baseline to the other side, Wang Xiucheng finally flicked the basketball towards the basket.

Mobley, who had always been extremely restrained, could no longer hold back at this moment.

Wang Xiucheng's layup was done without even jumping; he was practically standing still.

This is downright provocation to Mobley!

He can block the ball simply by reaching out his hand, without even jumping.

That block was practically handed to me.

How can we not want this!

The next moment, Mobley could no longer control himself and raised his hand to slap the basketball!

However, the sound of a hand making contact with the basketball that I had imagined did not occur.

Instead, a crisp "snap" sound was heard.

This is the sound of two hands clapping together, just like the sound of clapping hands.

Mobley immediately realized that he seemed to have been tricked again.

"what……"

The next moment, Mobley heard Wang Xiucheng's screams ring out again.

This sound made Mobley wonder if he was watching a horror movie instead of playing basketball!

How can someone scream so pitifully?

With a whistle, Mobley heard the referee blow his whistle from outside the baseline.

Then, he saw Wang Xiucheng fall backward, and the basketball was still in Wang Xiucheng's hands.

Mobley immediately saw the basketball in Wang Xiucheng's hand and tossed it out with one hand.

With a thud, Wang Xiucheng fell to the floor.

With a swish, the sound of the basketball going through the net rang out.

The referee blew his whistle again, pointed at Mobley, and gestured towards the scorer's table that the score was valid and a free throw would be awarded.

Mobley shook his head and explained to the referee, "He definitely lost his hand with the ball, he should have committed a violation, my foul came later."

The referee ignored it, picked up the ball, and stood outside the baseline, waiting for Wang Xiucheng to step up to the free-throw line.

Mobley looked at the head coach, as if requesting a challenge from him.

Cavaliers head coach Bickerstaff kept looking at the assistant coach on the bench who was responsible for reviewing the replays.

However, the teaching assistant quickly watched the replay and shook his head.

This means the assistant coach doesn't consider the ball a challenging opportunity.

The league changed its challenge rules this season. If a team succeeds in the first challenge, it can retain one more challenge opportunity and return the timeout.

However, if the first challenge fails, then there will be no further opportunities to challenge in this competition.

Therefore, this first challenge opportunity must be guaranteed to be successful.

Bickerstaff shook his head at Mobley, knowing he couldn't risk using this low-probability challenge in the first quarter.

Mobley shrugged and stood helplessly on either side of the free-throw line.

Wang Xiucheng didn't rush to the free-throw line, waiting for Bickerstaff to challenge him.

Seeing Bickerstaff shake his head, Wang Xiucheng seemed quite disappointed.

Swish!

Wang Xiucheng will take the free throw.

Three points scored successfully.

The score became 40 to 34 again.

The Nets' lead has been restored to 6 points.

There were only 2 seconds left.

Mitchell received the ball, dribbled once, and hastily shot.

The ball went out of bounds as the referee blew the whistle to end the first quarter.

The first quarter of the game is over.

The Nets are currently leading 40-34.


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