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Chavez can only guess here.

"They have the trump card of James in their hands. Naturally, they have the confidence to defeat us. They have had it from the beginning. Isn't it surprising?"

Smith frowned.

"At first glance, there seems to be nothing wrong, but the defense of the two of them is really weird. Normal defense should delay the boss, right?"

"Is it possible that they now feel more of a threat with Gbagbo running inside?"

"If that's the case, there's something really wrong with their defensive reading.

Regardless, Chavez still felt something was wrong.

In the next round, I saw that Harold actually acted as a point guard, directly facing Zhou Yan!

"what happened?"

"This Harold actually took the initiative to find the boss?"

"I believe their coaches must not have arranged the "703" platoon like this."

"It's too abrupt."

While everyone was talking, Harold had already arrived in front of Zhou Yan.

"Zhou Yan, we can understand your strength thoroughly."

Harold looked at Zhou Yan coldly, with a murderous look.

"Can you figure it out? You might as well ask your coach, have you figured out my strength?"

Zhou Yan was dripping with sweat, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, as if he didn't want to give up his defense.

There is no intention of changing defenses.

"You should know what the consequences will be if you collide with me with your small body.

Harold sneered.

"I'm not that stupid yet.

As soon as Zhou Yan finished speaking, Harold discovered that Zhou Yan had passed the ball to Gbagbo on his own initiative.

However, Gbagbo did not have any chance to attack, and it seemed meaningless to take the initiative to pass the ball.

"It seems that your physical strength has really reached its limit, and you don't even have the courage to fight against me?"

Harold sneered.

Before he could react, Zhou Yan had already reached forty-five degrees!

"He's going to shoot, be careful!"

Roger has always been on the inside, his defensive range is already very large, so he doesn't need to keep a close eye on people, and his observation of Zhou Yan is more detailed than others.

This lateral movement is obviously to prepare for shooting.

As soon as the words fell, as expected, Gbagbo had already returned the ball to Zhou Yan.

At this moment, Zhou Yan just grabbed the ball and jumped up!

Seeing this, Harold couldn't help feeling a chill down his back, and then jumped up high.

In an instant, the big hand that covered the sky and the sun had already landed on Zhou Yan's head!

It shrouded like a cloud.

"No shot!"

"Already completely blocked, Zhou Yan should choose to pass the ball out of the doctor.

"He has Gbagbo on his left who has made the ball before."

Fans are in the perspective of God, and it is easy to see where the opportunities lie.

At this very moment, Zhou Yan's body was forced upward, as if he was stepping on a vertical ladder.

Harold swallowed, his expression changed dramatically.

Zhou Yan took off earlier than him, and now he is already falling!

But Zhou Yan is still on the rise.

"impossible!"

Harold was full of fear, and immediately, he felt Zhou Yan's body leaning forward!

The three-pointer was shot immediately.

The moment the ball was shot, the referee's whistle sounded, and as soon as the whistle sounded, the ball went into the net.

"Three plus one!"

"It's not worth paying for this foul!"

"Is it possible that Zhou Yan wanted to draw a foul?"

"If this is the case, Zhou Yan's ability to draw fouls is too great!"

When the fans are excited, there is only one point difference!

As long as Zhou Yan scored this free throw, the Cavaliers' advantage in the first half would be wiped out.

"Boss!"

"It's really too arrogant, who would dare to guard against him?"

"The boss is the boss. Unexpectedly, not only did his physical strength not decline significantly, but he was able to make such terrible shots!"

Smith and others were dumbfounded.

Generally speaking, they play together with Zhou Yan, but in fact, there are not many opportunities to watch Zhou Yan's performance off the court.

This time, they watched almost one quarter of the game in a row, and the more they could understand Zhou Yan's tyranny.

"I don't know how much energy the boss has left, but I'm afraid that his energy will be exhausted."

Smith was still a little worried.

Even though Zhou Yan was considered a stamina monster in their minds.

"During the intermission, the boss should be able to catch his breath. To be honest, we must work hard in the second half."

Chavez clenched his fists.

"That's right!"

While everyone was talking, they saw that the referee had come to the replay area.

The sound of the entire arena has also become much louder.

It even became noisy for a while...

"It's not right."

Chavez seemed to think of something.

"Does the three points just now count?"

"Our home field, shouldn't it be?"

Whether it was Chavez or Smith, their expressions became a little ugly.

They have experienced the referee's force in the game. Even if they are at home this time, it does not mean that the referee does not favor the Cavaliers.

You know, James of the Cavaliers has the title of Little Emperor. Since he entered the league, he has been considered by everyone to be the next new king of the NBA!

Especially Xiao Hua's strong support, so that the entire Cavaliers have an absolute right to speak.

Under the attention of everyone, the referee really began to announce the verdict.

"Before we blew the whistle just now, there was already a foul. Therefore, the three-pointer is not counted. Moreover, the number of fouls has not reached, and three free throws cannot be made."

Speaking of this, the audience suddenly boiled.

"Isn't this a black whistle?"

"It's too dark, there is no problem with Zhou Yan's shot, and your whistle is also behind Zhou Yan's shot!"

"Is there any royal law?"

No matter how indignant and insulting the crowd was, the referee abruptly deducted three points.

"Coach, challenge once!"

Chavez frowned.

He knew very well what these points meant to them.

Just one minute away, the second quarter is over. If these three plus one opportunities can be grasped, they will be able to perfectly make the Cavaliers' first half work in vain.

The head coach frowned, and his eyes fixed on Zhou Yan.

Immediately, Zhou Yan shook his head, as if signaling the head coach not to challenge.

"Forget it, Zhou Yan should have his own plans."

The head coach frowned.

"It's too much, it doesn't count!"

"Three plus one chance to tie, our worst goal in the first half!"

Whether it is Chavez or others, they have already stood up, filled with righteous indignation.

The entire arena is still filled with abuse.

"The foul on this ball is quite obvious, and the referee's penalty is really confusing. y

Mourning shook his head and said.

"Who can say this kind of thing clearly? The Cavaliers have always had more calls and can influence the situation of the game. It is not surprising.

Torre also echoed. .