NBA: Max-Level Three-Pointer, I Just Want to Grind Money
Chapter 662

"Baby-Faced God" vs. "Chris Paul"!

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At the top of the left arc, Paul faced Curry one-on-one. He changed direction between his legs, keeping his eyes on Curry while scanning all the players around him with his peripheral vision.

Should he attack or drive?

Whenever an opportunity arose, Paul passed the ball immediately, making the best possible decision.

This time?... He chose to attack Curry head-on. Lowering his center of gravity, he accelerated at full speed. The instant Curry slid over to keep up, Paul hit him with a hard shoulder, then pulled the ball back between his legs.

But Curry reacted just as quickly. He slammed on the brakes and chased after him, only for Paul to follow with a push dribble and change of direction, charging to the right once more.

A change of pace.

Curry couldn't keep up. After getting past him, Paul ran into George's defense, but didn't choose to attack the basket further.

Instead, he floated sideways with the ball, then stepped back again. It felt as if he'd shifted one or two meters to the side in an instant.

A carrying violation?

It was a beautiful steal of a step.

The referee didn't call it. George gritted his teeth and hurried to close out, but he was still a step too late.

Paul's mid-range game was as steady as they came.

Then, on the next possession, Paul faced Tony Allen's tougher defense in the middle of the arc.

He controlled the pace with his left hand, seeming ready to pass to a teammate, then suddenly exploded into motion with a stationary dribble.

Tony Allen instinctively took a step back.

Paul seized that instant and smoothly took another step back to the left.

Both men retreated at the same time, and the distance between them suddenly widened.

Paul attacked decisively, drawing

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