Chapter 175: Trampling the Chicago Bulls underfoot

Author: Dong Wangyi

Chapter 175: Trampling the Chicago Bulls underfoot

On October 10th, Zhou Quan and Oakley fought as scheduled.

This time, the WBC arranged their back-up match in the first match.

For this boxing match, his appearance fee increased from one million to two million US dollars, while Oakley's was US$200,000, the same as Larry Johnson's last time.

"Now, let us welcome the Red Boxer, the Detroit Slayer, the crazy crossover maniac, the Iron Fist Slayer, Zhou Quan, Zhou Quan, Zhou Quan!"

"Now, let us welcome the Black Boxer, New York's killer king from the Big Apple, Charles Oakley."

"Bah! Boss, you actually stole my nickname. Do you believe that I will join the Detroit Killer King and kill you in turn?"

At home in New York, Anthony Mason, who was watching the boxing match, couldn't believe it when he heard the nickname of the New York Killer King.

"Is this following the trend?"

"I remember it was Oakley who gave Iron Fist the nickname Detroit Killer King. Now he wants to take it back? How shameless!"

Likewise, many NBA players laughed and laughed when they heard Oakley's new nickname.

"Charles, fuck him!"

Jordan and other people appeared at the scene again to cheer Oakley up.

"Iron Fist, come on!"

Of course, the Assassins, Joe Dumars, and Rodman also cheered for Zhou Quan again, and alumni Kareem Abdul-Jabbar also appeared at the scene.

"Handsome guy, come on!"

Big Mouth Roberts, who has become friends with Zhou Quan, also came to the scene to cheer him on.

"Box!"

After the bell rang, the referee gave the order and the first round began.

Oakley made up his mind to push Zhou Quan to the bottom corner and then defeat him. His coach also agreed. This was his established tactic.

At the beginning of the game, he continued to press forward, and through the combination of swinging punches and uppercuts, he slowly forced Zhou Quan toward the bottom corner.

Zhou Quan didn't seem to put up much resistance. He quickly retreated to the bottom corner, leaning his back against the pillar with a smile on his face. Without holding up a defensive frame, he started to show off. No, he started to dodge continuously.

.

"Iron Fist, damn bastard, if you dare not defend yourself, I will blow your head off!"

The tactical goal was achieved, and the excited Oakley began his performance, attacking with all his strength.

One punch, three punches, five punches, ten punches...

"Why? Why can't I hit him? Why can't I hit him? Why?"

After a hundred thousand reasons, he still failed to hit Zhou Quan.

After twenty punches, he finally realized the confusion Larry Johnson felt that day.

"Oh oh oh..."

In the Great Western Forum Arena, the cheers continued to rise, and the waves got louder and louder.

"Strong dodge ability. Although Oakley is not as strong as Larry Johnson that day, I think Iron Fist's dodge ability can fully cope with stronger, real professional boxers."

"I also think that Iron Fist should have reached a professional level and he should have the strength to compete with real professional boxers."

In the live commentary box of ABC TV station, two on-site commentators said.

His confidence began to collapse, his boxing techniques became more and more confusing, and his boxing speed became slower and slower. After thirty punches, Oakley's physical energy was greatly consumed, and he could no longer hold on, so he could only retreat back, trying to distance himself and take a breath.

But at this time, the offensive and defensive situation changed, and Zhou Quan began to attack.

Sliding forward to grab the ball, he first struck with a very precise front hand straight punch. Relying on his first-class precision strike, he directly penetrated Oakley's frame and hit his left eye socket, sending his opponent flying towards him.

Lean back.

Then, his combo boxing show began.

"Stop!"

Within two seconds, Oakley received five punches in a row, but only blocked two. The remaining three punches all hit the head. The last uppercut hit his chin directly. He was immediately knocked out and fell to the ring.

"boom!"

The Great Western Forum was filled with jubilation.

"Fei Ren, how much did you bet on me? Congratulations, you won money." Zhou Quan stood on the ring and shouted at Jordan below.

"What a bastard!"

Jordan threw away the sunglasses in his hand angrily and shouted at Zhou Quan: "Even if I go bankrupt, I will not bet on you."

"Haha... Then I can only congratulate you, you lost money again." Zhou Quan laughed endlessly.

"..."

Jordan was furious.

…

On the 11th, at two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Zhou Quan returned to Detroit.

He came straight from the airport to headquarters and discussed the lineup with Troy Weaver.

The current 12-man roster of the team is out, and all of them are contract players.

Center: Ronny Seikaly (5), Alden Polynice (4,5)

Forwards: Rodman, Ulrich, Terry Mills, Darnell Walker, Mark Randall

Defenders: Zhou Quan, Joe Dumars, Isiah Thomas, Mark Aguirre, Gerald Glass,

"Seven old people, five newcomers."

Weaver introduced: "The main players are you, Joe Dumars, Ulrich, Rodman, Ronny Sekari, and the important substitutes are Polynis, Mills, Isiah Thomas, Mark Aguirre,

Glass, mainly rotates with ten people. Zhou, what do you think?"

Zhou Quan nodded and said: "Dennis's defensive pressure is relatively high. This guy got together with Madonna and let himself go a little bit. I wonder what his status will be like this season?"

When Weaver heard this, he also had a headache and said: "He only has the contract for the new season left, and he is going bankrupt due to divorce. The requirements for the new contract are very high. It is really not possible to finish this season..."

"no."

Zhou Quan immediately shook his head, looked at Weaver and said in a firm tone: "We need him, it will be difficult for you to find the next Rodman, and you must not let him go or trade him.

Don't worry, I will communicate with Coach Daley and then talk to Rodman. I believe he will focus on the game."

Zhou Quan disagreed, and Weaver had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​trading Rodman.

Zhou Quan didn't say anything about trading John Celi for Seikali. He was just worried about interior defense, which required Rodman to invest more energy on the defensive end.

The Pistons' strongest opponent in the Eastern Conference is the Bulls. Both Pippen and Jordan are good at breakthroughs, and Grant's off-ball cutting inside is also very harmful. If you can't defend inside, you will suffer a lot.

But there is no doubt that the addition of Seikali can increase the Pistons' energy on the offensive end and make their rebounding even stronger.

In addition, the substitute lineup has been strengthened, which is also a very good thing.

Last season, the Assassins entered the substitute lineup. I thought it would significantly increase the thickness of the reserve lineup. However, as a result, injuries in the Auburn Hills battle led to a serious decline in the Assassins' status. This time, the reinforcement of the reserve lineup should increase the Pistons' competitiveness.

"Troy, I'm not going to participate in the preseason."

Zhou Quan asked Weaver for leave. He needed to concentrate on completing shooting training and strive to further improve his offensive strength before the start of the regular season. Weaver agreed.

Today happened to be the day the team started the playoffs. The players were gathering in the parking lot. Zhou Quan went to meet his teammates.

Joe Dumars is here, and this honest man will also participate in the preseason, but he will definitely not play well.

The assassin is not here and he is not going to participate in the preseason.

"Hey, hello."

Zhou Quan came to the parking lot, everyone was almost there, he greeted.

"Hey, that's great! Iron Fist, I thought you changed careers, but I didn't expect you still showed up, haha!" Rodman cheered.

"Dennis, I thought you were still in Madonna's bed. It's great to see you here!" Zhou Quan joked.

"Ha ha……"

The others laughed when they heard the conversation between the two.

Rodman was not stupid. He knew there was something behind Zhou Quan's words and was testing his attitude, so he immediately patted his chest and expressed his stance: "Don't worry, Iron Fist, I'm full of energy. No matter what happens off the court, it will never affect the game."

.”

"That's good."

Zhou Quan originally wanted to invite Chuck Daly to communicate with Rodman, but he doesn't plan to do that now.

"Hey Joe, Dennis is full of energy, how about you?"
To be continued...