Four minutes have passed in the second half, and Wei Xia has only grabbed one rebound as a power forward. This is a rebounding data that if he enters the ranks of power forwards, he will be attacked by other genuine power forwards and eventually die without a burial place.

The power forward in 2004 only grabbed one rebound in four minutes and was so embarrassed to breathe air?

Wei Xia was not only embarrassed, but also stood on the outside with confidence waiting for her teammates to pass the ball.

It is difficult for him to beat Wilson on the defensive end, and he is also an extremely difficult opponent for Wilson on the offensive end.

Because no matter how Wei Xia looks at it, the Wildcats are all power forwards in the current lineup.

Since you are a power forward, you can only let the power forward defend.

But now there are a few power forwards running around and cutting out and cutting in a crazy way, and dribbling that can play the point guard with a hand?

Wei Xia stood still outside the three-point line and seemed to be a great gift to Wilson.

Randy Fier's ball was transferred to Weisha's hand, and Wilson unswervingly put Weisha two meters.

"Wish averaged 8 points, 4 rebounds and 1.4 assists per game this season," Tim Brando pointed out, "and he only made two three-pointers and made all of them - so his current three-point shooting percentage is 100%.

Derby Antonelli explained: "His three-point shooting percentage is as deceptive as his statistics. Looking at his average game, you will feel that this is just an ordinary freshman, in fact, not; looking at his three-point shooting percentage, you think he is the best shooter in NCAA, and not in fact."

"Do you dare to vote? I'll let you vote. Now you can't run around. I'll catch you, you damn mouse!"

Wilson's trash talk consolidated Wei Xia's decision to shoot three-pointers.

Does he have any other choice? Facing the opportunity to be placed in two meters of space.

The center of gravity falls and holds the ball up, and the bounce height is only enough for him to dunk, but the success or failure of the shot has never been related to the jump height.

Wei Xia has a complimentary graceful posture, and the moment her fingers send the ball out is so soft that it makes her scalp numb.

That feeling belongs to the Sharpshooter.

Wei Xia has never been on this list.

Because a good feeling in action does not mean that it has a good feel.

The extremely high arc makes people suspect that the ball is about to touch the ceiling. It falls from the extremely high airspace and makes a beautiful "swish" at the center of the basket!

Wilson's face changed drastically.

"I hope this result won't disappoint you."

Wei Xia left his words and ran away lightly. What kind of person would speak trash words softly? Only Wei Xia.

Sometimes he doesn't feel like he's talking trash, but in fact he's just talking. Wilson's face gets hot, as if someone uses wastewater to scald his face. Before his facial tone pays high tribute to the monkey's butt, he must find a way to get Wei Xia out of it.

"A bastard!"

Wilson turned to look at Wei Xia, his tiny expression proved his anger. His muscles that were about to explode showed how critical his anger reached.

Faced with his tough position, Wei Xia did not fight him head-on.

If he wants to get the ball, he will get it.

Wilson took the ball and regarded himself as Barkley and O'Neal. He beat Wei Xia on his back, and he really looked like the peak sharks and fat pigs dominated the low post.

Wei Xia rushed over with difficulty a few times and was knocked away arrogantly.

Wilson, who lost his mind, turned around to attack. Wei Xia's existence made him forget that the Wildcats were not all kittens who were far smaller than those of big dogs. There was a ferocious big cat standing in their penalty area.

Fraser shouted and sent the cover.

"What's the point of bullying a little guy?" Fraser roared at Wilson, as if he wanted to break his morale.

Fraser's blocking wins the team a chance to fight back.

Wei Xia, who was almost killed by Wilson, cheered up and was more serious than anyone else in the underground fast attack.

Foye passed the ball to him to encourage his bravery in the low post.

All the wild cats know how courage it takes to hard-press Wilson with Wei Xia's figure.

Do you still remember Wei Xia’s tactical status in the team? There is basically no one. No one will pass the ball to the rookie, even if he runs to a dead end.

But courage can win respect.

As a substitute, he entered the major draft lists after playing in eight games, and was a recognition from professionals.

The old students took the initiative to pass the ball and let him score more points, which comes from the team's recognition.

No matter how powerful the individuals in the team sports are, they always need the help of their teammates. The gods descended to earth, such as James, facing the invincible warship from the universe, scored 50 points. Due to the lack of team support, he was angry that he wanted to strangle his teammates to death, but was afraid of the jail disaster and had to punch the wardrobe with one punch.

Wei Xia regards Lao Sheng’s recognition as a force for continuing to persist.

He did not convert his strength into his own score, used the ball to attract defense, and could put 2 points into the pocket with just a counter-skirts. What did he do?

He didn't look at people and hit the ground, and the ball came to the hand of Aaron Ray on the outside.

"Wish, what the hell are you doing?"

No matter how much he scolded, his hand was not soft and his hollow hit.

"Will you be scolded if you pass the ball to a teammate who has a better chance?" Wei Xia complained, "What kind of world is this?"

Lei was angry and laughed: "Don't tell me that you can't get that ball. You can get that point even with your eyes closed!"

Wei Xia stopped talking.

Is that the default or is it because you have to find someone to match the upper position as soon as possible when you retreat to the backcourt?

Wilson didn't play the performance he expected at the low post, and he was in a mess.

"For those who just watched the live broadcast, welcome to watch a big wonder of this game - Villanova University Wildcats' new star wish was placed in the fourth position against Jeffrey Wilson, who was more than a day tall, but Jeffrey's teammates didn't want to pass the ball to him."

Wei Xia noticed that Wilson's mentality had fluctuated, so she worked harder on top of the defense.

He was tangled around like an octopus.

Wilson was eager to get his hands up. The more his teammates didn't give him the ball, the more angry he was. Angry people could do anything. If Wei Xia didn't say that, the round would be fierce at most, not extreme.

"Why don't they pass the ball to you?"

You have to be practically on Wilson's side to understand what Wei Xia is talking about.

Villanova used a double-powered guard to play the power forward to show Northeastern University the opportunity.

But Wilson's several consecutive goals were average.

On the other hand, Wei Xia has made the defense move forward and retreat in a coordinated manner, and the offensive end has repeatedly aroused the exclamation of commentators. Now it is another round.

Wilson wants the ball, but his teammates don't give it to him, so it's fine if Wei Xia holds him back. If they just stalemate, Wilson won't lose control, but what did this bastard say?

Why don't they pass the ball to you?

How can a plain tone and simple questioning cause tons of damage?
Chapter completed!