Jordan: I thought he was there to help me!

Chapter 1116 Playful Moment, Lin Tian Fights Master Lu 3 Times!

The referee ignored Lin Tian and rolled his eyes. It's easy to imagine that if it weren't for the competition, this referee would most likely have yelled at Lin Tian: "You're shameless!"

What are you doing here, world-class, or even the world's number one soccer star?

That's so uncouth, it's incredibly embarrassing.

However, Lin Tian clearly didn't care. After mocking Ibaka a couple of times, he quickly stuck to Rubio and pressed him tightly. But Gasol passed the ball to Calderon at that moment.

This is clearly why the Spanish team fielded a dual-control lineup; if Lin Tian can shut down one player, the other can dribble the ball forward.

No matter how good your defense is, you can't just suddenly appear as a shadow clone and defend both of our point guards at the same time, can you?

Calderon quickly dribbled to the frontcourt. His style was much more solid than Rubio's. He didn't have any fancy passing moves or unexpected passing choices. He just waited for his teammates to get into position at the top of the arc, and then bounced the ball to Gasol in the low post.

Pau Gasol held the ball, leaned back against Wang Zhizhi, and after probing Wang Zhizhi's defensive position, he suddenly turned around. Despite his average physical attributes, Gasol's turn was truly masterful. He completed the turn in a flash and threw the ball out with a side hook shot.

This is Gasol's signature move, and almost no NBA player can defend against it. Theoretically speaking, it would be even more impossible for Pau Gasol to defend against it.

Gasol had faced off against Dazhi before, and he knew that this guy was strong on offense but weak on defense, with almost no defense at all. So this shot was simple and straightforward, without any feints.

But Gasol clearly forgot that while the team's defense was indeed poor, China had players who were good at defense.

Lin Tian appeared out of nowhere once again, leaping high into the air and slapping Gasol's hook shot onto the backboard.

Zhu Fangyu also completed the recovery at this moment, grabbing the rebound and holding it in his arms. Instead of pushing the ball up himself, he patiently waited for Lin Tian to regain his footing before passing the ball to Lin Tian immediately.

There's no need for the Chinese team to rush things right now; their lead is quite substantial.

Lin Tian received the pass from Zhu Fangyu and dribbled forward unhurriedly.

"Very calm! Very clear-headed." Yu Jia praised, "How should I put it about the current lineup of the Chinese team? On the surface, it is clearly more suitable for playing a fast-paced game, rushing around and seizing the transition between offense and defense to launch attacks."

"But Lin Tian is both highly skilled and daring. He is not in a hurry and just moves forward slowly. There are very few people in the world who can do that."

After arriving at the frontcourt, Lin Tian remained standing two steps outside the three-point line, smiling and saying, "I'm not in a hurry. You guys decide how you're going to defend me, and I can wait for you to decide."

"How about I give you five seconds to decide on your defensive strategy? I'm starting the timer now." As Lin Tian spoke, he actually stretched out a hand at his side and waved it repeatedly; he was really timing!

Have the opportunity!

Rubio's eyes lit up, and he suddenly accelerated forward, wanting to take advantage of Lin Tian's distraction and the fact that he was only dribbling with one hand to steal the ball. But who was Lin Tian?

He was already prepared when he extended a hand in a provocative gesture. As Rubio went for the ball, Lin Tian suddenly executed a behind-the-back dribble and a side step, leaving Rubio completely behind in the blink of an eye.

Rubio's aggressive interception looked so funny at that moment. The two were instantly separated by about three body lengths. Lin Tian even glanced back at Rubio, who was unable to stop completely because he was rushing too hard, before casually gathering the ball, jumping up, and shooting a three-pointer!

"Whoosh!"

With a crisp sound, Lin Tian hit another three-pointer!

"How arrogant!" Yu Jia exclaimed in admiration, "Lin Tian is really too arrogant on the court! To be honest, sometimes when I put myself in his opponent's shoes, I want to punch him."

"First, you have to be able to beat him," Yang Yi laughed loudly. "Have you forgotten that even Tyson was knocked out by him?"

"Lost, Ricky?" Lin Tian said with a smile after scoring a goal. "It's okay to get lost on the football field, but don't get lost on the road of life."

"Enough with the nonsense!" Rubio cursed, while Calderon once again took charge of dribbling the ball forward. The other Spanish players were completely unaffected by this play; after all, no matter how impressive your dribble was, it was only a 3-pointer.

Just fight back!

The Spanish team quickly passed the ball around in a series of quick passes, with the basketball moving swiftly through the hands of the five players. Finally, Pau Gasol got the ball under the basket, took two steps towards the inside, successfully drew Zhu Fangyu's help defense, and then made a decisive bounce pass.

Serge Ibaka receives the ball on the wing, and with no space to react, he pulls up and throws it up – his signature scoring move. During his time with the Thunder, he used this move to frustrate countless opponents.

But this time, luck was not on Spain's side again.

With a loud "bang," Ibaka's mid-range shot missed the rim. Pau Gasol got into position under the basket, jumped, caught the ball with one hand, and put it back in mid-air.

But this time he clearly underestimated his opponent once again.

Despite his consistently poor defense, never averaging more than 0.5 blocks per game in the NBA, Da Zhi surprisingly found his defensive position this time, leaping up with all his might and slapping the basketball with his hand.

With a "smack," Gasol's putback attempt was swatted away by Lin Tian, ​​who quickly grabbed the basketball, turned around, and launched another counterattack.

"Back up! Back up! Quickly!" Rubio caught up with Lin Tian immediately, forcing him towards the sideline and corners as much as possible, while shouting to his teammates to get back in time.

Rubio had long recognized the gap between himself and Lin Tian. He never thought he could defend against Lin Tian on his own. He was very clear-headed. What he was thinking now was to interfere with and control Lin Tian as much as possible, so that his counterattack speed would not be so fast.

But what was that saying again?

Just when you give up hope, a ray of light will suddenly appear.

Just when Rubio thought he couldn't possibly stop Lin Tian no matter what, Lin Tian suddenly made a mistake!

One of his dribbles went too far, and it looked like the ball hit his foot. The basketball went out of control and rolled toward the sideline.

Lin Tian immediately accelerated, trying to regain control of the basketball, but Rubio had finally seen a glimmer of hope in stopping Lin Tian, ​​so how could he give up so easily?

He immediately accelerated and ran at full speed, then leaped out, trying to catch the basketball in his arms.

But the instant he flew away, he clearly saw a wicked smile on Lin Tian's lips.

Did I fall for it again?

The moment the thought crossed my mind, the guess became reality.

The basketball, which had just been completely out of control and seemed about to fly away, had become obedient and docile again. Lin Tian controlled the basketball with one hand, and then made a smooth and elegant turn. Rubio, who had completely lost control of his body, could only watch as Lin Tian turned and completely swept past him.

Rubio then fell heavily to the floor, while Lin Tian dribbled the ball again and came to the three-point line of the Spanish team. He looked back at Rubio again before calmly pulling up and taking another three-point shot!

"Whoosh!"

The second one in a row!

Lin Tian hit his second consecutive three-pointer and made Rubio look incredibly awkward on the second possession. Then, on the second possession, he glanced at Rubio before shooting.

"These two moments will definitely become timeless classics," Yang Yi laughed loudly. "They were brilliant! Lin Tian's maneuvers were more spectacular with each shot, especially the second one. He deliberately created an opening, pretending to make a mistake, but in reality, everything was under his control."

"I have never seen such a smooth and fluid turnaround. Only Lin Tian can do this. Only Lin Tian in this league can do this. He can make everyone appreciate this play like a work of art."

On the court, Rubio, who had been outmaneuvered by Lin Tian twice in a row, finally lost his temper.

He's still a young man in his early twenties. No matter how mature and steady he may seem, deep down he's still a hot-blooded young man.

Which hot-blooded young man could remain calm and rational after being humiliated twice in a row and still obediently execute tactics?

Rubio is definitely not good enough!

This time, he took the initiative to get the ball from the baseline. Then, facing Lin Tian, ​​he quickly dribbled to the frontcourt. Instead of calling for a screen, he dribbled while waving his hand to signal his teammates to spread out for him. He wanted to go one-on-one with Lin Tian!

"Ricki..." Gasol called out the signpost's name. He knew, of course, that this choice was irrational, but unfortunately, Rubio was no longer rational.

He dribbled between his legs repeatedly, looking for an opportunity to attack, while Lin Tian maintained a smile and spread his arms: "How about I call a screen for you? Otherwise, you'll only make one more mistake and get absolutely nothing."

Rubio ignored Lin Tian and suddenly increased the range of his dribble after a crossover dribble. Then he took a small step forward with both feet, making a signature attack step and a hovering dribble, a move that is currently the most popular among guards.

Then, after a feinting movement of his upper body, he suddenly made a sharp change of direction, attempting to forcefully break past Lin Tian from his right side.

But he only took one step forward, and the basketball in his hand disappeared.

A sharp "snap" sounded as if it had struck Rubio's heart, causing his heart to pause for a moment.

How is this possible? How could it be so fast?

While Rubio was still in a daze, Lin Tian had already started to accelerate, trying to force his way past him and take control of the basketball.

The last thing Rubio could do was, somewhat irrationally, stretch out his arm, trying to block Lin Tian.

This choice is absolutely stupid!

Because these two players are now the closest to the Spanish team's half, and there isn't a single player behind them.

In FIBA, if Rubio commits a foul in this situation, it would be called an unsportsmanlike foul, giving the opponent two free throws and possession!

Spain is currently trailing by such a large margin, and they are in a situation where they could collapse at any moment. If they were to commit an unsportsmanlike foul against China at this point, resulting in two free throws and possession, even if the Spanish players have excellent mental fortitude, they would suffer for a long time.

And this could very well be the last straw that breaks the back of the Spanish team!

But to everyone's surprise, Rubio actually hit Lin Tian. His hand also grabbed Lin Tian's clothes, preventing him from accelerating. If such an undisguised action is not considered a foul, then the match will really turn into a fighting arena.

Even so, even though it was an undisguised act of aggression, the referee still didn't call a foul on Rubio.

When Lin Tian saw that the referee wasn't blowing the whistle and wasn't planning to stop the game, he didn't hesitate to stop caring about the referee's standards and didn't even try to get an explanation or ask for fairness from the referee.

Fairness is inherently unfair.

So Lin Tian's movements became more aggressive. He slapped away Rubio's arm that was blocking him, and at the same time, he suddenly accelerated. This time, Lin Tian did not charge in a straight line, but ran sideways in a diagonal direction.

His actions were almost entirely undisguised physical bullying.

Lin Tianyi slammed his shoulder into Rubio, sending the guy flying. Rubio stumbled back several steps before landing awkwardly on his backside.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!" The referee's whistle immediately blared, and he gestured at Lin Tian, ​​giving him an offensive foul.

That ruling is a bit unfair.

Rubio pulled and tugged but didn't blow, so Lin Tian's shoulder shouldn't have been blown either.

If you had called Lin Tian's shoulder strike an offensive foul, then Rubio's pull would have been an unsportsmanlike foul, and Lin Tian wouldn't have had that move.

But the referee only called one foul.

"This is blatant bias!" Yu Jia protested. "This ruling is a blatant double standard."

"If this ruling is a bellwether, then it's not good for us," Yang Yi said, frowning. "If the referee wants to increase the suspense of the game and force both sides to maintain a stalemate, then it's foreseeable that there will be many more similar rulings in the future!"

"I really hope this goal was just an accident."

The two commentators were still analyzing and studying the situation, and their hopes and predictions were that the Chinese team wouldn't be targeted by the referees. Meanwhile, on the field, Old Nelson had already exploded.

No one knows what kind of martial arts this old man practiced, but he practically leaped off his stool in a somersault and then charged aggressively onto the court.

"Are you blind or did you eat shit before coming to officiate the game? Or did you squat under your mother's toilet last night and taste her golden juice? Huh?" Old Nelson used his professional player-level physical abilities, almost instantly teleporting to the referee and pointing his finger at him while spewing insults.

"Is this the kind of judgment a carbon-based life form could deliver? Is this the kind of whistle a normal human could blow? If you're not a mammal, go back to your jungle and swing on a swing, instead of whistling at me with your ass and farts!"

"Rubio pulling Lin down wasn't a foul? That wasn't a foul at all, was it?"

"Alright! Next round, next round I'll have my men cripple those Spanish bastards! I'll cripple them all."

"Come on, keep going, keep bragging like that! If you don't brag like that, if you change your standards, you're cowards!"

"By the way, next time if you don't want us to win, or if we can't win, just call me directly. I won't bring my team to the game; we'll just forfeit, and you can just declare us the loser."

"Who are they trying to disgust by playing this two-hour match? What's the point? Just to make us feel disgusted, just to disgust us?"

"Fuck! This isn't my first time leading a team in the Olympics! Nor is it my last time standing on the sidelines! But I've never seen such shameless officiating! Never! Do you think I'm some easy-to-bully rookie? You're sorely mistaken!"

"In my entire life, I've never known what it feels like to be bullied!"

"Technical foul!" The referee was almost completely stunned by Nelson's outburst. Nelson spoke too fast, his manner was too fierce, and coupled with his former professional player physique and huge beer belly, his intimidation level was off the charts.

So when Don Nelson started his rampage, the referees didn't even have time to react. It wasn't until he had unleashed a barrage of attacks and needed to catch his breath before launching another wave that the referees finally realized what was happening and got their chance.

He crossed his arms and gave him a technical foul.

"Alright, coach, alright, alright, that's enough." Lin Tian arrived at this moment with remarkable skill, supporting Old Nelson with both hands and starting to push him backward.

Something magic happened.

Old Nelson, who had been talking non-stop just moments before, suddenly fell silent. Although his body language was still full of resentment and he still looked like he wanted to keep rambling on, he didn't utter a single sound, not even a single word came out of his mouth.

Lin Tian grabbed Old Nelson's shoulder, blocking Old Nelson's soul, but what was sealed away from Old Nelson was his voice and language.

"I'm letting go, that's enough." After pulling Nelson a distance away towards their own bench, Lin Tian said to Nelson, "That was a good scolding."

"You cooperated well too." Old Nelson blinked, showing no trace of his 'rage'. But his cunning expression only lasted for a moment before he returned to his furious state, sitting down in his chair with a resentful look, as if he would have killed these blind referees today if you hadn't stopped him.

Clearly, this is just another of the old tricks used by the master and his apprentice.

Old Nelson was in charge of firing a tirade, putting pressure on the referees to deter them from making such inappropriate calls again.

Lin Tian seized the opportunity and rushed over to pull Nelson away immediately after the referee issued the first technical foul, to prevent him from getting too caught up in the drama and receiving a second technical foul and being ejected.

Given the current situation of the Chinese team, it's not a big deal for the head coach to receive a technical foul, giving the opposing team a free throw and possession. It won't have any significant negative impact on the team. However, if the referees continue to call those calls, then things could get very complicated.

Old Nelson's outburst was inevitable, and Lin Tian's intervention was also perfectly timed.

They've put the pressure on them, so what if the referees continue to call the calls like this? (End of Chapter)