The Broad Mind of the Number One Person in the Alliance!

"Don't worry, I won't!" Zhou Ze wasn't provoked by Evan Turner. On the contrary, he smiled and clapped for him, putting on an act of "the younger generation is to be feared."

This prompted ESPN commentator Yang Yi, who was broadcasting the game, to laugh: "Zhou is truly worthy of being the league's number one player. Such poise, such magnanimity."

But no sooner had he finished speaking than Zhou Ze began his personal show. After receiving the ball in a deep low post, he used his back to force Andrew Bynum back a full step before turning and rising up strong. His footwork was silky smooth, and while Evan Turner tried to come over from the wing to provide help defense, he was clearly a beat too slow.

"Whack!" A large hand slapped Zhou Ze's arm, but it didn't affect his ascent; instead, it became Zhou Ze's "cape." "Boom!" The rim let out an explosive sound as Zhou Ze hung from it with both hands, looking down at Evan Turner, who was sitting on the floor.

Under Zhou Ze's gaze, an inexplicable fear welled up in Evan Turner's heart, and he subconsciously dodged away.

"Can you hide?"

Zhou Ze snorted coldly in his heart.

Unlike ordinary interior players, Zhou Ze possessed indiscriminate isolation ability and was also extremely adept at the "Lucky Player Targeting Tactic." If an opponent was feeling hot, he would target them specifically. Even though he didn't know how Evan Turner's outside shooting was tonight, Zhou Ze targeted him anyway... Why?

Because he felt like it!

After a pick-and-roll with P. J. Tucker, Zhou Ze faced Evan Turner at the top of the three-point arc. "Thump!" Zhou Ze dribbled hard to start, executing a street-style nutmeg that seemed to nail Evan Turner to the spot. He immediately