Men Being Too Fast Isn't a Good Thing!

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What the f*ck... You're piling it on now, huh?

Unable to trash-talk the veteran McGrady, so you turned your sights on a rookie like me? That's all you've got.

You'll never get to eat four dishes in your life.

Su Yan shot him a disdainful glance and could not be bothered to respond.

Transition offense.

Duhong brought the ball up. Stephen Jackson defended McGrady, while defensive ace Gerald Wallace shadowed Su Yan.

A strong body, nimble footwork, and relentless defensive effort!

Sure enough... once Gerald Wallace turned up the defensive pressure on Su Yan, the oppression was indeed intense.

But it did not matter.

Su Yan was not a ball-handler at the moment.

He first used Harrington's screen to shake Gerald loose by half a step. The latter quickly and nimbly slipped around Harrington.

He chased after him at full speed.

Su Yan darted forward, faked a curl upward to fool Gerald, then swung around him toward the corner and curled back up.

He ran the entire time.

He ran with his brain, never stopping for even a moment.

Even Stephen Jackson could not keep up. That was the power of [Off-ball Movement LV2].

Su Yan even felt as though he had become a little faster.

The ball arrived as soon as he did.

Duhong had been waiting for Su Yan to get open. The instant he curled out, Duhong passed him the basketball.

He caught it and half-turned.

There was not even the slightest shooting setup. He fired the moment he caught the ball, so fast that people could only cry out—what a wild shot!

Sure enough.

It looked like he had simply thrown it up.

So many of Curry's attempts had looked reckless and unreasonable to outsiders.

Yet...

They went in again and again.

Su Yan's Max Level Three-Pointer was even beyond that of the "Baby-Faced God," Curry. Its accuracy would only be higher, its lethality even greater.

A meteor's white plume, a savage arrow piercing the heart!

"Swish!"

To the jaw-dropping astonishment of the fans, Su Yan drilled the three-point shot cleanly!!!

In this era...

A three-pointer like Su Yan's, a shot so far ahead of its time, was far too rare and unconventional. That made it all the more shocking.

[Knicks 3:2 Bobcats].

Su Yan immediately answered with his signature Three-pointer.

WTF?!

He turned and shot immediately, without any setup at all?!

That was too fast.

Dior, the "jack-of-all-trades," had read it fairly well. He chased after Su Yan right away and felt he should have made it in time.

Who would have thought he could not even get up for a block in time.

"Men being too fast isn't a good thing!"

Dior cracked a joke.

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You had better explain exactly what was too fast.

Su Yan heard every word clearly. He forcibly held back the urge to fire back and ignored him!!!

Whether he was fast or not was not for Dior to judge. Rebecca had the most authority on that matter.

Transition offense.

Felton brought the ball up and controlled the pace at the top of the key.

Stephen Jackson decisively sought out Su Yan. Not only did he want to teach this recently hyped rookie a lesson.

He also knew that if he crushed Su Yan, beating the Knicks would be easy.

Seeing the two matched up completely on the right side of the top of the key, Felton decisively fed the basketball to Stephen Jackson.

Bang!

The instant Stephen Jackson got the ball, his whole body suddenly became excited. Looking at Su Yan was like a starving tiger spotting a limping reindeer.

He could not wait to take him down and feast on him.

"Teaching rookies a lesson is something I really love doing. Hehehe~"

Amid his strange laughter.

Stephen Jackson put the ball on the floor and charged at Su Yan. Their bodies collided in an instant.

Thud!

Su Yan retreated a step.

He charged in again.

Su Yan was knocked back once more. After being driven back three times in a row, Stephen Jackson sneered excitedly, "Is that all the strength you've got?

What a weakling!

A weak guy like you cannot survive in the NBA. The only thing waiting for you is destruction!"

In fact.

Su Yan had merely been testing Stephen Jackson's strength just now. He had not gone all out in the physical battle.

Although he was confident, knowing himself and his enemy meant winning every battle.

"To be honest, he's pretty weak. Just a king of trash talk."

Su Yan had his answer.

"What did you say? I'm weak?"

Stephen Jackson immediately got angry.

Su Yan was clearly the one who had been knocked back again and again. What right did he have to say that while putting on such a calm, composed act?

"You're the king of trash talk!"

Stephen Jackson gritted his teeth and tensed every muscle in his body. This time, he would send Su Yan flying.

Bang!

Their bodies collided violently once again.

This time?

Su Yan did not budge at all. He had only exerted a little force and had not used his full strength.

"What?!"

Stephen Jackson felt as though he had slammed into a wall. He could not move Su Yan even a fraction.

"That can't be possible!"

He was stunned.

Su Yan said calmly, "I told you already. You're too weak, just a king of trash talk."

"Don't talk nonsense!!!"

Stephen Jackson could not accept it. He had clearly knocked Su Yan back repeatedly just moments ago.

Roaring, he charged in again with all his strength. Su Yan also added just a tiny bit more force.

Bang!

Thump!

The first sound was the dull impact of their bodies and muscles crashing together.

The second sound was... Stephen Jackson, unable to withstand the force, bouncing backward and losing his footing before crashing onto the floor.

Humiliating.

That was utterly humiliating.

"Whoa~"

The entire arena erupted.

"No, Su Yan's strength..."

Wilson Chandler's jaw dropped.

"Su Yan sent Stephen Jackson flying. Wh-what terrifying strength!" Gallinari was also dumbfounded.

"WTF?!"

Coach D'Antoni jumped straight up from the bench. "Since when did Su Yan have that kind of strength?!"

"Ahhh~ Su Yan is built like a wall! Stephen Jackson cannot move him at all!

So manly~"

"Way too strong!"

"Stephen Jackson is synonymous with 'violence.' His style of play is incredibly fierce.

But...

He was actually knocked away by Su Yan in a physical confrontation!

Th-then just how strong and hard is Su Yan~"

"Handsome, skilled, well-built, and this strong too... Ahhh~ If I could date Su Yan for just one day...

I'd die with no regrets!!!"

"Seriously, if I were with Su Yan and died one day, it would definitely be from pleasure!!!"

"..."

The young female fans in the stands had completely lost it, letting their imaginations run wild.

"F*ck!"

Stephen Jackson cursed loudly from the floor, but his feet were not slow at all as he sprang back up.

He wanted to pretend that nothing had happened.

The bad news was that he had already lost all his face.

The good news was that Dior had grabbed the basketball that fell loose when he went down, so possession was still with the Bobcats.

"Give it to me! Get the ball to me now!!!"

Stephen Jackson had completely lost it. He desperately wanted to knock Su Yan flying and win back his dignity.

Dior understood as well.

He passed the ball back to him without saying a word. Stephen Jackson charged at Su Yan again like a mad dog.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Their bodies collided violently once more.

But... it was still like he had crashed into a mountain. He could not move Su Yan in the slightest.

Su Yan merely stood there steadily, his expression unchanged, casting a calm glance at Stephen Jackson as he gritted his teeth and rammed into him.

Then.

He revealed an innocent smile. "What's wrong, little brother? Didn't you eat?!

Put some strength into it!!!"