Chapter 105: You weakling, how dare you be my enemy

Raymond Felton's twisted face at this moment was like a bandit roaming the bloody streets; he wanted to make Fan Xi afraid, his true will was to tear Fan Xi apart... tear apart this bastard who was about to make all his plans fail.

However, when he looked up, Fan Xi's expression was calm, even with a hint of a smile in his calmness.

The hysterical Felton smelled "mockery" from it, and he became even more crazy: Why? Why do you, a rookie, treat me so condescendingly? Am I destined to be a mediocre player?

The full resentment stimulated Felton's more impulsive nerves.

He lunged at Fan Xi fiercely; he wanted to tear Fan Xi apart.

He rushed to Fan Xi's left side, half aimed at Fan Xi's body, half aimed at Fan Xi's basketball.

At this moment, he was a bit unable to distinguish between man and ball.

Facing an opponent who was about to lose his mind, Fan Xi had no fear at all, and even less worried about harm being inflicted upon him.

In fact, he deliberately made a baiting move.

His body even tilted slightly to the left.

However, just at the moment Felton was about to crash into him fiercely... Bang!

Fan Xi used a sharp change of direction, as sharp as a scalpel, and the ball suddenly cut to the other side: this was Isiah Thomas's signature move.

Fan Xi used it in such a dangerous situation, adding another realization and further integrating his body.

After Fan Xi blew past Felton with a sharp change of direction, Felton felt extremely embarrassed, and he rushed up again crazily.

However, as he rushed up, Fan Xi stopped suddenly. He braked reflexively, but the huge inertia still made his body unstable... looking very embarrassed.

At this time, Fan Xi quickly made a shoulder-raising move.

The fake move was very realistic, just like Reggie Miller back in the day.

Even more deceptive than Reggie Miller's shooting fake, because Fan Xi also possessed the body coordination talent of prime Jordan.

So, Raymond Felton didn't even care that his center of gravity was unstable and jumped directly.

However, when he jumped into mid-air, Fan Xi quickly crouched down... Bang!

"Bhudda-faking!"

There was a gasp at the scene.

Kobe Bryant was praising Fan Xi's ball-handling skills becoming more and more proficient.

Fan Xi blew past Felton and killed into the free-throw line. Fan Xi originally intended to shoot directly. But he didn't expect Raymond Felton to chase and defend again staggeringly.

So, Fan Xi deliberately stopped suddenly, waited for Felton to come to his side staggeringly, and then accelerated suddenly. At this time... Felton had completely lost control of his center of gravity. His ankles finally collapsed after various sudden stops, sudden starts, and sudden jumps... unable to keep up with his thinking. When Fan Xi accelerated, Felton, trying to follow, tripped over his own feet, stumbled forward, and after two steps... Plop.

He fell to the ground.

Fan Xi took the opportunity to throw the ball high... Swish!

It fell into the net.

Fan Xi got his 20th point. He achieved a double-20 stat line.

But this wasn't important; what was important was that he played Raymond Felton three times in eight seconds, and the last time he made Raymond fall directly to the ground, prostrating himself.

The Pepsi Center was in an uproar.

The Lakers' bench on the sidelines was already boiling, and Kobe Bryant, who had taken off his shoes, even jumped up, making an exaggerated expression.

However, Raymond Felton entered the critical point of his emotions. After becoming a "laughingstock," he realized that all his "plans" for tonight had failed, and his dream was shattered.

This "soft persimmon" Fan Xi wasn't crushed by him, but instead snapped two of his fingers.

Tonight, this shot would definitely be repeatedly listed in the top five plays, and Raymond Felton would serve as an ugly and ridiculous character to set off the gorgeous ball-handling of this youngest All-Star Game MVP in history.

"Raymond, do you need a rest?"

George Karl saw that Felton was not right; he was a kind head coach, and he was very willing to help his players.

However, Raymond Felton at this moment was like a gambler who had lost all his chips; even if he had nothing left, he had no intention of stopping the loss in time.

He wanted to win!

He refused George Karl: "Coach, just watch. I will solve all this."

George Karl fell into silence.

He finally didn't sub Raymond Felton off the court. He remembered Raymond Felton walking into his office alone before the game, begging him: Coach, I've been struggling for 6 years, I just want a chance, I want to prove that I can also become a star player. I don't want to be so mediocre anymore, I don't want to accept my fate!

George Karl was moved.

In this highly competitive league, it has always been "one general succeeds and ten thousand bones wither." There are too many young people with dreams who disappear like meteors here, and there are many ambitious players who come here only to find that they can only do some blue-collar work.

But now, he realized that Felton was not right. This guy seemed to be losing his mind; he really didn't want to accept his fate, but no matter what, he couldn't destroy other people's dreams.

Raymond Felton rushed toward Fan Xi with the basketball.

He had indomitable courage and barbarism.

He treated Fan Xi as the last barrier blocking his success; as long as he broke through Fan Xi, he could become famous.

For this, he would spare no cost.

However, just as he rushed toward Fan Xi and was about to collide.

Fan Xi suddenly dodged, and Mike Dunleavy appeared behind Fan Xi at some point.

Mike Dunleavy's height and wingspan were at the power forward level. Raymond Felton was a steel cannon. However, when the two collided, Felton was instantly intercepted... Just then, Fan Xi suddenly attacked... Pop!

Stole the ball from Felton.

The Pepsi Center was in an uproar.

Originally, the Nuggets were still leading by 3 points, but when Felton came up and played one-on-one with Fan Xi, not only was the point difference only 1 point, but the Lakers also had possession of the ball again.

So, the home fans began to boo, and the boos were all aimed at Felton.

This directly destroyed Felton's last bit of sanity.

He rushed to defend quickly. His sportsmanship was completely lost at this moment. He only knew that his dream was gone, he hadn't seized this damn opportunity, and all his previous preparations had come to naught.

So, why did this damn person who destroyed his dream still exist?

Raymond rushed toward Fan Xi viciously. When Fan Xi jumped to slam the ball into the rim, he crashed into Fan Xi from behind, intending to pull Fan Xi down from the air.

This move was extremely dangerous and insidious.

Confrontation in the air is extremely prone to major injuries, even career-ending injuries.

Raymond Felton was aiming at the person.

The Lakers players on the sidelines all screamed.

Fan Xi felt a powerful impact in the air and was about to fall, but he quickly grabbed the rim; he had a handle...

Suddenly, the huge impact had something to lean on.

But at this time, Raymond Felton couldn't grab the handle. He crashed into Fan Xi without any scruples, only to find that he couldn't hold back his strength. He was like an angry bull falling from the air. After landing, he stumbled, plop, and knelt on the ground, his head hitting the camera on the sidelines fiercely.

Suddenly, blood bloomed.

Beep!

The referee blew the whistle.

Felton fouled.

Fan Xi's goal was valid, 2+1.

Fan Xi landed gracefully.

At this time, Raymond Felton, full of blood, stood up, his expression twisted and extremely terrifying.

He rushed directly to Fan Xi.

Fan Xi faced him without fear.

"I will definitely destroy you." Felton roared at Fan Xi.

His hoarse appearance was like an outlaw, like a loser at the end of his rope.

As if he could explode at any time.

However, Fan Xi was very calm, looking directly into his angry eyes.

He even showed a cold smile, looking down at him condescendingly: "Do you know why you failed? Do you know why you will never be mentioned in the same breath as Deron Williams and Chris Paul?"

"Because you are a coward, because you are a selfish person, because you don't have a real point guard's heart."

"You are always thinking about yourself in advance. You are always calculating your own benefits first."

"Facing real strong players, you lack the courage to draw your sword; you don't dare to bare your teeth at Kobe."

"Facing a weakling you think you can handle, you are full of arrogance."

"After being defeated, you don't know how to examine your own shortcomings, but instead think about destroying others."

"How can someone like you become a star player?"

"How can someone like you defeat me?"

"By the way, I forgot to tell you. When you knocked over that football player at the airport, I knew you couldn't defeat me. You are a real weakling. Because you don't even want to accept the most basic rules, you can't even do simple things like queuing up. What qualifications do you have to become a commander on the court?"

Fan Xi said this coldly.

Felton had already been separated by the referee... No one would believe an evil man with a twisted face and covered in blood could remain calm.

The Nuggets' team doctor pulled him down.

Fan Xi walked to the free-throw line.

Swish!

The additional free throw was made.

The Lakers took a 2-point lead.

Kobe Bryant on the sidelines looked up and said to Phil Jackson: "It seems that the whetstone has been broken."

"Heh heh."

Phil Jackson raised his eyebrows. "After this game, those 'ambitious people' who want to use Fan Xi as a stepping stone will have to weigh their own strength."

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