Chapter 212: Unbearable

"Come on, you bastard!"
Payton's continued to spew out, and the entire defense was oppressive.
This is his advantage, extremely amazing confrontation, coupled with annoying nonsense, and increasing intensity, this kind of defense can easily make the opponent collapse.
If you meet a determined person and have passed the most difficult and difficult period, until the second half, Payton's defensive strength will drop, and the Supersonics will also be hit hardest.
Mo Mengchen has never met such a defender. The defensive elite is very common, but it is so strong that Payton is the only one in the first position.
You know he is a rare point guard DPOY.
"Don't you dare?"
Payton forced Mo Mengchen to pass the ball.
"Huh..." Mo Mengchen exhaled.
It’s foreseeable that he couldn’t get used to it at the beginning. He also knows that Payton will give him a strong start. He doesn’t need to do anything now.
After such a long run, Collins was the first to meet Mo Mengchen and was prevented from organizing the team.
When Mo Mengchen and Hill were present at the same time, the former was the axis, the starting point of the tactics. Once he was strangled, Run Hun would not be able to run.
Compared with him, Hill is like the difference between the generals charged and the commander of the Chinese army.
Hill can break through the ball, and the good vision brought by his tall body can help him find his teammates who are open. This is his strength and the biggest feature of him as an organization forward. Mo Mengchen does not. He has the audience in his eyes. He can direct others while dribbling, or send a pass to the opportunity.
Only now, Peyton's defense makes it impossible for Mo Mengchen to sink and organize well. Hill is even less likely to connect the team temporarily and can only hand the ball to Barkley in the post.
Barkley shouted and pushed back furiously.
Camp is very hard to defend, just want to wait for Barkley to take advantage of his physical fitness to cover. What he did not expect is that the fat man in front of him is observing the position of other people while pushing him into the dead .
Don Ryder, who debuted this season, is the beneficiary of this round. The supersonic attention is on the absolute main body. Who cares about his sudden replacement as a starter?
Beautiful air-cut, Barkley backed the ball, a comfortable pass to the hand, Reid scored under the basket.
2 to 2
"Guess what I saw?" Payton chased after Mo Mengchen, "I saw the disappointment of the audience at the end of the game. Sooner or later, they will know that they should not pin their hopes on you waste. !"
"Really?" Mo Mengchen stopped walking backwards.
Because Payton didn't hold the ball in his hand.
Peyton glared and was about to get the ball. Mo Mengchen's close-fitting body cut off his thoughts.
"Diaotong Xiaoji, dare to use it against me at this level?" The glove sneered again and again, trying to get rid of Mo Mengchen after running back.
His speed is very fast, but Mo Mengchen studied their games long before the start of the game, knowing his number of ball-free running positions, at this moment, he was locked up by only a pre-judgment.
Peton, who was so angry, used Mo Mengchen's body to block the referee's sight and wanted to swing his elbow.
He elbowed out, and Mo Mengchen's eyes were like bright candlelights. After evading, his body bumped forward—sorry, my current strength is above you, CP!
Payton was knocked to the ground by Mo Mengchen.
This is definitely a confrontation beyond the rules, but there is no whistle.
Just as Payton made a defensive intensity beyond the rules against Mo Mengchen, the referee did not ring the whistle at that time, and now it will not ring.
"Let this idiot know how powerful, Dor. Mo!"
"Mo, him!"
The audience in the near row shouted.
"Have you heard? They let me kill you." Mo Mengchen said lightly, "I don't want to disappoint."
Peyton stood up and said arrogantly: "I want to see how you kill me!"
Payton couldn't get the ball, and the Supersonics also lost the tactical launch point. In the end, the German ghost Schramf could only hold the ball for singles. Hill didn't make him wish. When he shot, Devil Mountain shot and intercepted. An extremely strong disturbance.
"boom!"
Mo Mengchen leaped sideways, grabbed a rebound and was about to break fast.
Peyton flashed out of his eyes, trying to steal the ball from the start of his hand, but at the moment of starting, Mo Mengchen reversed the shot with his right hand. Too.
The extremely ashamed Payton attacked from behind.
"Beep!"
Payton threw Mo Mengchen, and even the savage referee could not ignore this action. If this was not a foul, the game would be messed up.
Ephraim was so worried that she had never seen a match of such intensity.
Even in the first round of the playoffs last year, the confrontations in those few games could not be compared with this one.
It's too brutal!
Even Mo Mengchen's teammates were a little worried about him.
Hill came over and asked, "Are you all right?"
"Are you sure you beat that German guy?" Mo Mengchen asked.
Hill didn't expect it to be at this point. He was still thinking about other things and replaced with others. Now he should be thinking of playing the game healthy and healthy?
"What are your plans?" Devil Mountain asked.
"I will try to fight him later. You will find the right position, but I will not pass the ball immediately." Mo Mengchen said, "I can only guarantee that you will get more than five seconds of attack time in the end."
Hill smiled bitterly: "Are you playing basketball in the fifties?"
He heard the meaning of Mo Mengchen. He wanted to stick the ball for a long time, and took the opportunity to fight against the gloves, so as to adapt to the strongest defense in the world as soon as possible.
Against Peyton's defense, the biggest problem is confrontation. Mo Mengchen's upper and lower limb strength is now top. Facing the pressure of the gloves, as long as he is determined not to pass the ball and he is dead, the ball will be no problem.
"There was no 24 second offensive time in that era." Mo Mengchen also knew that doing so would completely abandon running and running-what about? As long as you can win, as long as you can adapt to Payton's defense, this cost is simply not enough.
Hope Collins can understand.
If he didn't understand it, he was just replaced.
In this regard, Mo Mengchen is also psychologically prepared.
"You don't have to get stuck, I won't pass the ball." Mo Mengchen said to Ratliff, "Tell me my words to Chuck."
Ratliff served and ran to the frontcourt with Mo Mengchen's instructions. After whispering a few words around Buckley, the latter's face changed slightly, and then he stood directly outside to open the space.
"Pass! Take the trick that you are best at, pass! You should pass the bitch!" Payton kept pushing, trying to force Mo Mengchen to stop the tactics.
He hadn't seen it, Mo Mengchen had given up on tactics at all, and at this moment he deliberately confronted him outside the three-point line, wasting time.
"Why don't you pass the ball? Can't you pass the ball?" Payton shouted.
The audience at the scene was full of doubts.
Collins faced question marks.
Even the commentator kept saying: "What is Dor.Mo doing? There is no chance to pass the ball!"
"He has held the ball for too long!"
"Fifteen seconds have passed, the ball is still in his hands!"
In the last eight seconds, Mo Mengchen stepped forward and faced Payton's face with an elbow, and made a pass while hitting Payton.
The referee had reason to believe that this was a passing pass, not intentional.
Payton only felt that everything in front of him was turning, and the familiar scene came again.
When he was awake, Hill passed the German ghost layup in the high post.
"You have guarded me for 18 seconds, and you haven't even touched the ball, don't you think it's ridiculous?" Mo Mengchen's words rang in his ears.
The rhythm on both sides was completely disrupted.
Fans on either side will feel strange as long as they watch this game, because neither team plays a game that they are good at.
The ultra-slow pace of the game, the ball without any rules, the two commanders were fighting each other, not knowing what to do.
Payton has more ways than Mo Mengchen, Mo Mengchen can not prevent people like him.
But he wanted to rely on his personal ability to play Mo Mengchen also not easy last season, the latter's progress in physical confrontation is far beyond imagination.
Last season, it was a force that fell over, and now it is hidden above him.
Even though he hated Mo Mengchen more than anything in the world, he admitted that the Australian had made great progress in just a few months.
Is this defense, such confrontation, really the Australian?
Payton couldn't imagine that once the defensive loopholes had turned into defenders above the standard.
This was also the first time Mo Mengchen showed his strength and traverse speed without reservation, not to mention Payton, even his teammates were surprised.
He really hides too much at ordinary times, and the previous games also deliberately give opponents the opportunity to score from time to time.
All the forbearance and all pretends are to make a blockbuster effect at this moment.
If not, how can he compete with a superstar like Payton now?
Only, can his strength stand up?
Collins would replace Hill in the fifth minute, and now he is hesitant.
Because Mo Mengchen's breath had become unstable, his consumption was too great.
It was only five minutes.
In this unbearably slow game, the score is now only 8-6, with the Pistons leading by 2 points.
Mo Mengchen's data is mediocre.
In 5 minutes, his stats were only 2 rebounds and 1 assist.
After hitting seven minutes, Mo Mengchen's stamina clearly couldn't keep up. Payton knocked him away and rushed to the basket to force 2+1 to prove it.
Seeing Peyton roaring on the court, Collins took the opportunity to make a decision and rarely made the right decision.
"JD, go and replace Mo." Collins said positively.
Mo Mengchen gasped and handed over to Dumas. He asked: "Staring at the guy, continue to fight, continue to put pressure on him, don't let him stop."
"Hurry down and rest." Dumas was really afraid he would not faint in one breath.
Mo Mengchen lowered his head, Lol hurriedly threw the towel to him, and the therapist quickly handed over a glass of Gatorade.
"Call~Call~Call~"
His head was wrapped in a towel, and his left hand was holding a cup full of Gatorade, still breathing.
The gap is clearly visible, no matter how much preparation he has made.
If he goes on like this, his physical fitness will definitely be unbearable first.
"Mo, blindly fighting is not the way."
Beside him, Adam Frasses said.
Mo Mengchen grabbed the towel in his hand and lifted his neck to drink Gatorade: "I know."
"You know, but you still did the opposite." Frasses laughed. "You should know that with your current ability, you can't compete with Gary."
Yes, I know now.
"You don't have to go all the way, you have proved yourself now, you can go against him~EbookFREE.me~ I think he will converge next..."
"No, he knows I can't hold it, he will continue to play." Mo Mengchen said with certainty.
Fruse said: "In this case, then avoid him, we have a way."
"Dodge? No," Mo Mengchen smiled, and the breath gradually became even. "This is not in my plan."
Frauss is puzzled. Does Mo Mengchen still want to continue the confrontation with Payton? Fangcai's game has proved that he is not Payton's opponent.
"What do you want to do?" Frye asked in the end.
Mo Mengchen said with a smile: "Of course it is to continue to be a poorly defended black hole, it will be a lot easier."
Listening to him saying this, Frause was relieved.
It is better to attack and not to defend than to attack and defend.