???
This TM... you're even putting pressure on me now, aren't you?
Can't out-talk the senior McGrady, so you turn your aggression towards me, a rookie, huh? That's all you've got.
You'll never get to eat four dishes in your life.
Su Yan glanced at him disdainfully, not bothering to respond.
Transition offense.
Douby brought the ball up, Stephen Jackson defended McGrady, and defensive stalwart Gerald Wallace guarded Su Yan.
Strong physique + agile footwork + defensive aggressiveness!
To be fair... when Gerald Wallace applied defensive intensity to Su Yan, the pressure was indeed immense.
But it doesn't matter.
Su Yan wasn't a ball-handler at the moment.
First, he found Harrington for a screen, shaking off Gerald by half a step. The latter quickly and agilely went around Harrington.
He chased after him at top speed.
Su Yan rushed up, faking an upward curl to trick Gerald, then smoothly shook him off along the baseline and continued to curl up.
He was running the entire time.
Running with his brain, without a moment's rest.
So much so that Stephen Jackson couldn't even keep up. This was the power of Off-Ball Movement Lv2.
Su Yan even felt that his speed had become faster.
Man to ball.
Douby had been waiting for Su Yan's movement, and the moment he curled out, he passed the basketball to him.
He received the ball and turned halfway.
There was no preparation for a shot; he caught the ball and shot instantly, so fast that people exclaimed, "He's just throwing it wildly!"
Honestly.
It looked like a wild throw.
Even many of Stephen Curry's shots seemed reckless and unreasonable to outsiders.
The result.
He made them again and again.
Su Yan's Max Level Three-Pointer was even better than the Adorable God Stephen Curry's; its accuracy could only be higher, and its lethality greater.
Like a white feather meteor, a fierce arrow piercing the heart!
"Swish!"
Su Yan made that Three-point Shot with nothing but net, astonishing the fans!
In this era.
Shooting a Three-point Shot like Su Yan, a shot beyond its time, was too rare, too unconventional, and thus more shocking.
[New York Knicks 3:2 Bobcats].
Su Yan immediately responded with a signature Three-point Shot.
WTF?!
He turned and shot directly, without any preparation?!
That was too fast.
"Jack of all trades" Diaw's prediction was quite accurate; he chased after him immediately, feeling he should have enough time.
Who knew he didn't even have time to Block.
"It's not good for a man to be too fast!"
Diaw complained.
???
You'd better clarify what's too fast.
Su Yan heard it clearly and suppressed the urge to retort, ignoring him!
Whether he was fast or not was not for Diaw to judge; Rebecca was the one with the most say.
Transition offense.
Felton brought the ball up, controlling the tempo at the top of the arc.
Stephen Jackson decisively sought out Su Yan, not only to teach this hot rookie a lesson.
He also knew that defeating Su Yan would make winning against the New York Knicks easy.
Seeing the two face off completely at the top right of the arc, Felton decisively passed the basketball to Stephen Jackson.
"Clap!"
The moment Stephen Jackson got the ball, he suddenly became excited, looking at Su Yan like a hungry tiger seeing a limping deer.
He couldn't wait to take him down and have a feast.
"Teaching rookies a lesson is something I really enjoy doing, hehehe~"
With a strange laugh.
Stephen Jackson dribbled and charged, heading straight for Su Yan. Their bodies instantly collided.
"Thud!"
Su Yan took a step back.
He charged again.
Su Yan was knocked back again, three times in a row. Stephen Jackson scoffed excitedly, "Is that all the strength you have?
Such a weakling!
Someone as weak as you can't survive in the NBA; you're just going to get destroyed!"
In fact.
Su Yan was just testing Stephen Jackson's strength and wasn't fully resisting.
Although he was confident, knowing oneself and one's enemy leads to victory in every battle.
"To be honest, pretty weak. Just a keyboard warrior!"
Su Yan had his answer.
"What did you say? I'm weak?"
Stephen Jackson became anxious upon hearing this.
It was Su Yan who was knocked back repeatedly, so why was he saying that, even putting on a calm and composed act?
"You're the keyboard warrior!"
Stephen Jackson gritted his teeth, tensing all his strength. This time, he was going to send Su Yan sprawling.
"Bang!"
Their bodies collided violently once more.
This time?
Su Yan stood motionless. He had only exerted a little force and hadn't used his full strength.
"What?!"
Stephen Jackson felt like he had hit a wall, unable to budge Su Yan in the slightest.
"This is impossible!"
He was stunned.
Su Yan said calmly, "I told you, you're too weak, just a keyboard warrior."
"Don't talk nonsense!!!"
Stephen Jackson couldn't accept it; he had clearly just knocked Su Yan back repeatedly.
He roared and charged again, using all his strength. Su Yan also added a tiny bit more force.
"Bang!"
"Thump!"
The first sound was the dull thud of their bodies and muscles colliding.
The second sound was... Stephen Jackson, unable to withstand the force, bouncing backward, losing his footing, and falling to the floor.
Embarrassing.
This was utterly humiliating.
"Whoa~"
The arena erupted in an uproar.
"No way, Su Yan's strength..."
Wilson Chandler's jaw dropped.
"Su Yan sent Stephen Jackson flying, what... what terrifying strength!" Gallinari was also stunned.
"WTF?!"
Coach D'Antoni jumped up from the bench, "When did Su Yan get so strong!!!"
"Ahhh~ Su Yan is as strong as a wall, Stephen Jackson can't budge him at all! So... so manly~"
"He's too strong!"
"Stephen Jackson is synonymous with 'violence'; his playing style is very fierce.
But.
He was actually sent flying by Su Yan in a collision!
Then... how strong and tough is Su Yan~"
"High Appearance (yan zhi - appearance value), strong skills, good physique, and so strong, ahhh~ if only I could go on a date with Su Yan for a day.
I would die without regrets!!!"
"Seriously, if I were with Su Yan, and I died one day, it would definitely be from pure bliss!!!"
"…"
The fangirls in the stands were completely flustered, lost in their wild thoughts.
"F*ck!"
Stephen Jackson cursed loudly as he lay on the ground, but he quickly got to his feet.
He tried to pretend nothing happened.
The bad news was, he had completely lost face.
The good news was, the basketball that fell when he stumbled was picked up by Diaw, so the Bobcats still had possession.
"Give it to me, quickly give me the damn ball!!!"
Stephen Jackson was completely desperate; he wanted so badly to send Su Yan flying and regain his dignity.
Diaw understood.
He passed the ball back to him without another word. Stephen Jackson charged at Su Yan like a mad dog again.
"Bang bang bang!"
Their bodies collided violently once more.
But... he still felt like he was hitting a huge mountain, unable to budge Su Yan in the slightest.
Su Yan just stood there steadily, his expression normal, giving a faint glance at the gritting-teeth, charging Stephen Jackson.
Then.
He showed a harmless smile: "What's wrong, little brother, didn't you eat?!"
Push harder!!!"