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Chapter 104: I am a seven-foot man, why should I fear you monsters and demons

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"Great pass, Jack!"

Mike Dunleavy expressed his gratitude to Fan Xi.

Fan Xi just smiled and nodded, saying nothing.

Fan Xi was as calm as ever.

Raymond Felton opposite him, however, was becoming anxious.

Felton's fat and strong body was stuffed with too many desires; he was eager to become famous, he was busy breaking personal records. He always thought that time was running out for him.

So, when he brought the ball forward, he didn't pass it to Wilt Chamberlain, who was reaching for the ball.

Felton crashed into Fan Xi with his strong body directly and fiercely, just like he had done before; he always thought there was nothing that strength couldn't solve.

However, this time.

Fan Xi adopted a completely different method.

Since before the end of the third quarter, he had already figured it out. The method to deal with Raymond Felton had long been written in the Chinese textbook: facing the surging and crazy flood, why did Dayu's water control succeed? Because blocking is not as good as dredging. Why did Tian Ji's horse racing succeed? Because using one's own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses.

Fan Xi turned his body, leaving half a channel, and then followed closely with his hands held high at his side.

Just like a piece of taffy sticking to Raymond Felton, neither too close nor too far.

Raymond Felton became very uncomfortable.

But he still went his own way; he jumped up, trying to push Fan Xi away in the air, and even reached out his non-layup hand to block Fan Xi.

However, Fan Xi had more strategic patience than he imagined.

The first moment he jumped, Fan Xi didn't jump up impatiently.

Instead, he jumped suddenly about 0.8 seconds after Felton jumped... The astonishing jumping ability allowed Fan Xi to arrive first by arriving later.

Raymond Felton had just thrown the ball out when a huge palm struck from the air... Pop!

Slapping the ball fiercely, directly suppressing it on the backboard.

There was a gasp on the sidelines.

Fan Xi landed gracefully, carrying the ball that originally belonged to Felton.

The delayed broadcast signal was projected on the big screen overhead, and the home fans at the top of the arena screamed again... one after another.

Fan Xi's block was like a "Palm of the Tathagata" descending from the sky, directly suppressing poor Raymond Felton into hell.

When Fan Xi roared "Fast break" and sprinted to the front court with the ball, the Chinese fans on the other side of the ocean saw Fan Xi flying across the sky, suppressing Raymond Felton with one hand.

Suddenly, a roar came from the studio, and the previously accumulated depression was completely released.

"Hot pot! Hot pot! Chinese hot pot! Fan Xi pinned the ball to the backboard for a block; Raymond Felton must not have guessed that Fan Xi would work above his head..."

The roar of the CCTV commentator ignited the enthusiasm of the audience in front of the TV.

Countless fans who skipped work or school to watch the game also vented their depression from busy work and studies at this moment.

This block by Fan Xi was extremely relieving, like a slap on the face of the person he hated most in his heart.

At the same time, Fan Xi arrived at the front court quickly.

He dodged a desperate steal attempt by Raymond Felton at the top of the three-point arc, then cut into the paint... moving in parallel with Mike Dunleavy. When Wilt Chamberlain switched his defensive focus to Fan Xi and prepared to block, Fan Xi, who was jumping in the air, passed the ball out.

Mike Dunleavy received the ball and soared into the sky.

Boom!

He slammed the ball into the rim with both hands.

Scored 5 points in a row.

Beneath him was Wilt Chamberlain.

Mike Dunleavy was once again above Chamberlain. After landing, he glared at Chamberlain and said coldly: "If it weren't for my father, you would never be a core player in your life. My father gave you a chance, but instead of being grateful, you complained. Like you, a guy who is neither high nor low and has no gratitude, your career will only be like this."

Mike Dunleavy's words were like a curse and a judgment.

Wilt Chamberlain was extremely stung and then became angry from embarrassment.

When Fan Xi and Mike Dunleavy high-fived for this tacit attack, Wilt Chamberlain hurriedly went to Raymond Felton to ask for the ball, hoping to return to the half-court to cut Dunleavy down and wash away his shame.

Who knew that Raymond Felton also had his own shame to wash away.

Felton brought the ball to the front court, ignoring Chamberlain's request. Having been pinned and blocked, he suffered a great humiliation and, in his anger, hooked his finger at Fan Xi, saying viciously: "Come again."

His emotions were on the verge of losing control.

The fans on the sidelines were still cheering for him.

This was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

Fan Xi smiled and stepped forward, spreading his arms to block Felton's path.

Between the two, the offense and defense had already changed in terms of psychology.

Felton lowered his shoulders and stepped inward; he was like a little steel cannon firing.

Fan Xi automatically stepped aside half a step and followed closely.

Felton punched cotton, becoming more and more upset, and just then Wilt Chamberlain was still shouting on the side: Pass the ball to me.

Felton wouldn't listen to him, stopping suddenly and jumping to shoot.

But the moment he released the ball, Fan Xi jumped suddenly. Fan Xi's explosive power, jumping ability, height, and body control were all comprehensively superior to Felton's.

Felton had just thrown the ball when Fan Xi's huge palm arrived overwhelmingly... Pop!

The ball was slapped fiercely to the ground by Fan Xi.

Second block in a row.

The Pepsi Center was in an uproar, and panic spread to the hearts of those die-hard fans.

At the same time, after the block, Fan Xi actually chased out at lightning speed.

He grabbed the ball in the front court, dived into the paint, and soared into the sky... Boom!

A gorgeous windmill dunk.

Fan Xi interpreted the dunk brilliantly.

And before this, his block was so bloody and cruel.

Kobe Bryant took a deep breath on the sidelines and said to Phil Jackson: "This kid is a tough guy."

The Zen Master nodded and said: "Raymond Felton kicked an iron plate."

Beep!

George Karl requested a timeout.

And at this time, in Lu Yuan's studio in Los Angeles, the Pepsi negotiation representative made a decision after watching two consecutive blocks.

He no longer waited for the CEO's phone instructions.

Even though the game hadn't ended yet, he couldn't wait.

Fan Xi's ability to control the game exceeded his imagination. Although he suffered some setbacks in front of Raymond Felton in the third quarter, his great adjustment ability allowed him to quickly counter-kill Raymond.

Tony found that he couldn't wait any longer.

Because the receptionist in the lobby had just connected a call from Coca-Cola. Although he didn't know what they said, Tony's intuition told him that time was running out for him.

Taking advantage of the "McDonald's" representative walking out of the office, Tony turned off his phone and walked into Lu Yuan's office.

"Mr. Lu, we have decided to accept the price you proposed earlier. Yes, we cannot lack a high-quality partner like Jack, and we hope to reach a global strategic partnership with him. We even plan to create a drink specifically for him, including printing his dunk action on the bottle; it will definitely be very popular..."

Tony said with full sincerity.

However, Lu Yuan reached out his hand and said: "What? You actually plan to use Jack's portrait rights on the bottle? Oh, that's another price, Mr. Starks."

Lu Yuan wore gold-rimmed glasses and looked like a shrewd and capable person; no one in the world could make him suffer a loss.

Tony Starks was caught off guard.

He spread his hands, his expression clearly shocked.

"Tony, if you have any questions, we can contact again tomorrow." Lu Yuan told him seriously: "Or, find someone who can make a final decision to discuss this matter."

"No, Mr. Lu, I can decide this matter. I am responsible for all business promotion of Pepsi." Tony didn't want Lu Yuan to look down on him, so he continued: "Mr. Lu, I want to know what your requirements are?"

Lu Yuan chuckled and said: "You also know that Jack is the hottest and most influential star in Asia right now. In fact, he is also the most influential new-generation player in the NBA, and he will definitely become a superstar in the future. So, our requirements for business endorsements are very high. Not just money, but also promotional resources, and brand image..."

Lu Yuan spoke eloquently, always striving for the greatest benefits for Fan Xi.

At the same time, the game continued on the Colorado Plateau.

Although George Karl requested a timeout to slow down the game's decline.

But when the timeout returned, the Lakers still controlled the initiative.

Raymond Felton fell into a scoring drought and assist drought.

The better Fan Xi performed, the more his emotions struggled; he destroyed his sanity with his "star dream." He kept attacking Fan Xi, ignoring his teammates' requests for the ball. And his efficiency was very low, not having hit a single shot under Fan Xi's defense.

Moreover, he had a fierce conflict with Wilt Chamberlain when entering the sixth minute of the fourth quarter.

Chamberlain asked him for the ball several times without response.

He shouted at Raymond Felton: Do you really think you are a superstar? You have wasted enough ball possession.

This sentence stung Raymond.

Felton had a fierce verbal conflict with the equally angry Wilt Chamberlain on the court, and both sides were swearing.

George Karl hurriedly replaced them both.

In contrast, the Knicks, driven by Fan Xi, strangled the Denver Nuggets at a fairly fast pace.

Mike Dunleavy fulfilled his promise; he did a lot of things for Fan Xi on the wing.

Fan Xi also formed a tacit chemical reaction with him, assisting him in hitting shots from beyond the three-point line many times.

This led to Wilt Chamberlain's rampage.

Both Lakers players won their respective matchups.

And helped the team go from trailing by 8 points to leading by 6 points.

At this time, the Nuggets subbed in Ty Lawson and Gallinari.

Ty Lawson didn't have Felton's obsession; he didn't tangle with Fan Xi and passed the ball to JR Smith and Gallinari many times.

Both of them had excellent hands and hit 3-pointers in a row.

The game entered a stalemate.

When there was 1 minute and 38 seconds left in the game, the Nuggets led by 3 points.

At this time, Fan Xi's assist number for this game reached 23. This was his single-game assist record, and he broke the rookie assist record and the youngest single-game assist record; he only used half a game.

Seeing Fan Xi achieve the record, while he himself ate two blocks in the matchup and was still standing still.

Raymond Felton kept asking George Karl to fight, and promised that he would never be like that again. He even ran over to apologize to Wilt Chamberlain, just to return to the court.

George Karl finally agreed to his request.

When the ball was dead, he subbed Raymond Felton in.

When Fan Xi received the ball from the backcourt and stepped toward the front court, he saw that Felton's eyes looking at him were full of hatred and hostility.

He had an inexplicable bad feeling.

Raymond Felton at this moment was like a bandit jumping over a wall in a hurry.

However, Fan Xi had no fear in his heart.

Even though he had previously seen Felton knock over a football player at the airport.

However, I am a seven-foot man, why should I fear you monsters and demons!

Fan Xi stepped forward.

… ===== CHAPTER 105 =====

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