"Whew......!"

Basketball shot, Kyle Cornwall immersed in his perfect rhythm of shot, dancing in the sound of the wind in the arena.

If it weren't for the need to aim at the basket and keep his eyes on balance and avoid unnecessary collisions, Korver really wanted to close his eyes and feel it with just his hands at this time.

Feel the wind, feel the sound, feel every touch, feel the graceful friction between the palms and fingers, and the basketball skin, and then part.

Feel the most perfect experience a pitcher can get on the basketball court.

however

“…… Rub! ”

An extremely ominous voice sounded from behind Korver without warning, causing Korver's heart, which had been immersed in the breeze, to sink suddenly.

What was that......?!!

A shooter of Korver's level had already observed the whole game before he made a shot. Every teammate, what is the general position of each opponent, whether their shot is reasonable, whether it is the best choice to shoot, etc., need to be thought out in advance.

In the split second before the shot, Korver's eyes swept quickly across the pitch.

Teammates have done a pretty good job of pulling space, Iguodala's inside cut, Curry's weak-side traction, have already cut off the Kings' defense, and there is no principle problem.

Not far behind him, Chen Mu and Butler were still protecting Korver, protecting him from being disturbed by the Kings' other players chasing him, so that Korver could easily score this goal.

This is a team, the best environment that can be given to a pitcher, although Philadelphia has always been centered on Chen Mu, the interior hegemon, but for the use of shooters, the use of court space, under the command of the shrewd Carlisle, is definitely the top in the league.

At such moments, the protection of teammates, mistakes are impossible.

But the voice ......

"Think, get, !!!"

The roar of explosion sounded right behind Korver's head, making him shudder, as if a yin wind had hit him all the way from his feet to the top of his head.

The voice is......

"Smack!"

Caps!

"Wow——!!!"

The sleep train finally recovered from the long silence after the outbreak of Korver.

There was a lot of screaming, and you don't have to think about it to know that the person who completed this block, the person who can make Sacramento fans so excited, must be ......

"Cousin! Cousin's cap! chased the hat behind him and blocked Korver's three-point shot!! ”

The narrator's shout answered the doubts in Korver's heart.

But it can't blow away the fear in his heart.

"Russell !!"

After completing the block, Kover felt a little despised from the shooter's point of view Gu Yu in his heart, and he had no intention of stopping at all, the whole person was like a perpetual motion machine, and he immediately turned around and went straight to the frontcourt.

"Don't argue, I know a lot!!"

In front of Korver, another guy who made Korver frown, sprinted to grab the ball with an arrow, and when he raised his hand to send a long pass, he didn't forget to spray Gu Yu fiercely to show his presence.

"Whoosh——!!"

Basketball whizzed over Korver's head, and Kyle Korver swore he had never seen it since he first came into contact with basketball

I've never seen such a crazy quick counterattack!

"Can't catch up!! Wei Shao's pass penetrated Philadelphia's defensive line, and Philadelphia couldn't catch up!! ”

In Smith's shout, the speed of the basketball was even faster than Chen Mu expected, and when it flew over Chen Mu's head, it actually made this god of the alliance helpless.

Receiving the ball in the front court, Gu Yu was in front of Butler, who was like a big enemy, looking at his eyes, he seemed to be anxiously judging which side Gu Yu would break through.

Breakthrough?

Come on.

Your shooters have gone crazy, and in two games, each of them.

Lao Tzu, as the league's scoring champion, can you still give a response??

"Bang bang...... Call! ”

Dribbling two steps, Gu Yu's hand moved extremely fast, Butler seemed to think of something in an instant, and tried to steal, but was just dribbled by Gu Yu's change of direction and shook clean.

Everything, expected.

This is not some magical prediction ability, but a response that can be given after experience, technology, and ability have reached a certain height.

From the league's top scorer, lethal bullets!

“…… Swish! ”

Network!

"Wow——!!!"

A wonderful performance at both ends of the offensive and defensive ends, Gu Yu attacked and defended within 4 seconds, killing Korver's hand and shattering Butler's defensive confidence, and a three-point shot was like a sword piercing the heart, directly piercing the Philadelphia basket.

"Hmph, Lao Tzu has broken through a lot now, and you have all forgotten about it, haven't you??"

Coming back, Gu Yu was extremely arrogant, his nostrils were facing the sky, and he yelled at the fans in the audience: "Lao Tzu is a shooter!" Recite it with Lao Tzu: Lao, Zi, Yes, Shoot, Hand!! ”

And not only shooters.

And it's the best shooter in the league!

"Cousin! Cousin! Cousin! Cousin!! ”

The fans in the stadium seemed to be having a carnival, frantically shouting Gu Yu's nickname, and under Green's waving of his hands to incite emotions, the entire sleep train turned into a sea of celebration for Sacramento fans.

This......

Standing in place, Korver didn't even move a step from being blocked to Gu Yu's goal.

What's going on??

What happened to the basketball philosophy about shooters that I've always insisted on?

This guy, this demon named Gu Yu, this kind of Hu Lai's choice of shots, this kind of game method that does not pay attention to elegance at all, this kind of character who only seeks destruction and does not know how to prioritize at all......

Can this still be called a shooter?

"That's amazing! My cousin is so amazing, hahaha!! ”

On the sidelines, the commentators from China were also very happy, and Director Zhang watched the replay on the big screen and shouted loudly, "Play him!" It made the Chinese fans thousands of miles away laugh.

Kyle Cornwall, however, was stunned and didn't know what to do.

Shooter, should be cold-blooded, elegant.

Although it is like death on the field, a shot is a life, but the elegance of the shooter cannot be lost, and that gentlemanly demeanor cannot be lost.

This is the soul of the shooter!

But what's the deal with this cousin? This kind of manic and boundless style, where can it be worthy of the title of cold-blooded death??

"Kyle!"

Philadelphia attacked, basketball went around, beautiful cover and conduction, and Korver received the ball from the outside again.

A great opportunity was in front of him, and Korver was ready to shoot with his heart crossed and his teeth gritted, and he was about to shoot with his hands open.

Look ahead, cousin.

This is the shooter, this is the graceful Grim Reaper.

The grim reaper's smile is a cold-blooded smile after completing this extremely elegant, yet murderous goal.

It's definitely not your clown-like nonsense!!

"Whew!"

Basketball shot, Korver tried his best to maintain a balanced mentality, not to be disturbed by Gu Yu, and prepared to make another three-pointer to complete the fatal blow and continue to catch up with the score.

However, Gu Yu did not agree.

"Rub ...... Syllable!!! ”

Caps! It's a cap again!!

Gu Yu, for the second time in a row, completed the block on Korver!

The basketball landed, Wei Shao sprinted, Gu Yu rushed to the front court like a madman, George covered, and Glinka was in the position, leaving a deadly passing channel for Wei Shao.

All of this was completely different from the atmosphere Kyle Korver had envisioned.

The Sacramento Kings are not just a dark horse team that looks like a clown, but only jumps up and down to find a sense of existence.

It looks like bronze, but if you can hit it here, it proves ......

"Whew......!"

They are kings!

"Huh!"

The beautiful arc, the deadly speed, the incredible rhythm of the shot, and the Butler who was shaken in front of him and almost split on the spot.

Gu Yu, hit a three-point cold arrow again!

"No, that's not right!"

On the side of the commentary stage, Barkley said: "Charles, what you said is not right, this is not a three-point cold arrow. The ball thrown by other pitchers is called a cold arrow. And my cousin's shot ......"

"Roar——!!!

"It's a cruise missile!"

Gu Yu looked up to the sky and roared, Philadelphia hurriedly shouted a timeout, the audience boiled, and a cruise missile bombarded wildly, blowing up Philadelphia's basket with thousands of holes, and there was nothing to hide.

"Whew...... Call...... Call...... Whew......"

Back on the bench, Korver doesn't even remember how he got back.

In front of his eyes, he couldn't see the floor, his teammates, the anxious Chen Mu, the angry Carlisle, or even a glimmer of light.

All he could see was a pair of eyes.

Those were the eyes of the Grim Reaper, the eyes of a truly murderous and merciless scorer.

Smile?

Elegance?

I'm sorry.

The real Grim Reaper

"Roar——!!!

It's not going to laugh.

"Kyle! You're going to have to find a way to get to this point in a while, we're making a fuss here, we must get rid of my cousin, and we can't let my cousin get close to Kyle again...... Kyle! Kyle......?? ”

Carlisle grabbed the tactics board, was desperately drawing tactics, repeatedly called for Korver, but received no response, and hurriedly glanced back at the latter.

He didn't see Korver.

What he saw was a corpse that had been drained of its soul by death, and it was empty.

"Coach, let's make a change."

On the side, Chen Mu said in a deep voice: "Kyle...... I'm afraid it's not suitable to continue fighting. ”

This sentence was said very lightly, and of course Chen Mu didn't want Korver to hear this cruel word.

But as the core of the team, what needs to be said, it still has to be said.

This is the responsibility of the leader.

“…… I understand. ”

Carlisle took a deep breath, nodded slightly, and then shook his head again: "But without Kyle, we can just chase the score......"

"It's fine."

Before the coach finished speaking, Chen Mu reached out and patted Carlisle on the shoulder: "Leave it to me." ”

Leave the matter of chasing points to me, and it's fine.

At the end of the timeout, the dead silence of the Philadelphia 76ers bench contrasted sharply with the Kings' frantic celebrations.

But when he returned to the court, the man named Chen Mu wanted to do something.

Kill the Grim Reaper.