Chapter 148: Satan Descends on Dallas

When Fan Xi hit the stop-and-go three-pointer.

The American Airlines Center arena was silent for a moment.

As if being strangled by the throat.

In the past three defeats, although Fan Xi didn't shoot much, every time at a critical moment, he always created fatal damage. For the Dallas Mavericks, he was undoubtedly the most dangerous person.

Mavericks head coach Rick Carlisle looked at the court extra cautiously. He clapped his hands, letting the players cheer up.

"The final battle is here, defend the last city!"

Carlisle reminded the players loudly.

The Dallas players were all like this.

They were visibly energized one by one.

More focused and more concentrated on the game itself than before.

Jason Kidd brought the ball to the frontcourt. He and Nowitzki completed a pick-and-roll in the high post. Under Fan Xi's chase, he went deep into the paint. Immediately, Tyson Chandler ran back to avoid the defense. Jason Kidd quickly passed the ball to the paint. Tyson Chandler grabbed the basketball and immediately jumped to dunk.

However, the moment Tyson Chandler grabbed the basketball and jumped up violently, preparing to smash the basketball into the hoop, Fan Xi flew over. He flew over almost horizontally, and he pressed his hands on Chandler's ball regardless of everything.

Chandler jumped up quickly, but the basketball was pressed down by Fan Xi.

And Fan Xi, under this powerful force, instantly lost control of his body, which was originally flying out, like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground head-first.

Poof!

A huge sound rang out in the paint.

Just when everyone looked at the basket in surprise, Fan Xi roared: Fast break!

Fan Xi, who fell to the ground, actually threw the basketball toward the frontcourt fiercely.

Kobe Bryant couldn't care about asking about Fan Xi's injury, strode to catch up, grabbed the basketball, and ran wildly toward the frontcourt.

"A cavity of blood and courage, a lone hero!"

Phil Jackson stood on the sidelines, his mouth trembling, but his blood was surging.

In Fan Xi, he clearly saw the arrogant, wanton, but brave and peerless Flower Big Worm.

Boom!

When Kobe completed a strong dunk in the frontcourt.

Fan Xi climbed up from the ground, gritting his teeth.

"Still 9 points behind, brothers!"

Fan Xi roared in a low voice, gritting his teeth.

His voice was not loud, not roaring like Kevin Garnett. But there was an unprecedented certainty and fanaticism.

The Lakers players emerged from the bottom of their hearts with fighting souls and confidence.

As if a powerful voice rose from the depths of their souls: Isn't it just 9 points? Do it!

This is the charm of a leader player, speaking the truth and bringing the dead back to life.

The Lakers' morale flew up with Fan Xi's life-taking three-pointer and iron-blooded block after he came on the court.

Phil Jackson visibly saw the momentum rising.

He looked at his old partner Wente next to him, and Wente showed a proud smile, as if saying: Look, this is the kid I fancy.

Phil Jackson thought more in his heart. He now even had an absurd idea. In this team, compared to Kobe Bryant, who was still arguing with Bynum, Fan Xi was more like a leader. Although he was a rookie, although his technology was immature, although he... was even an undrafted player.

But so what?

A person's name might be wrong, but the nickname will never be wrong.

Miracle Child, is Miracle Child!

Lu Yuan and Ma Chen in front of the TV had already untied their ties and jumped up. Fan Xi's performance made them celebrate.

They knew that as long as the Lakers won this game and entered the Western Conference Finals, the promotional materials for the sneaker release would be available.

At the same time, Kobe ran back from the backcourt, and he walked over and high-fived Fan Xi hard.

Kobe's eyes were tough and carried strong recognition.

For so many years, he finally found a comrade-in-arms who was as paranoid, as tenacious, and as determined not to retreat as he was.

"Defend this ball!"

Fan Xi turned around and shouted to all the Lakers players.

Then, he took the lead and walked toward Jason Kidd.

At this moment, the offense and defense changed.

Although this was Dallas' home court, although the boos here were constant, and the shouting and killing were constant.

But at this time, all the Lakers players had no fear, and their movements were more neat and firm.

Fan Xi took the lead in hunting Kidd. Kidd's movements were no longer smooth. He struggled to pass the basketball out, but encountered the layers of pressure from the Lakers.

In the end, Nowitzki broke out a bloody path and put the basketball into the hoop with one hand.

Nowitzki had already killed crazy in this battle.

He had no way out. He didn't want to fall under the wall of fate again. He didn't want to end his season here, or even... end his championship dream, to fulfill others' dynasty wishes.

The sharp opposition between the tip of the needle and the awn.

Fan Xi arrived at the frontcourt. He didn't pass the basketball to Kobe, but killed into the paint alone.

He didn't choose to complicate the game, but was clean and neat.

It was just relying on personal talent to assassinate the Mavericks' "old man."

Fan Xi killed to the basket, but he was not reckless. He directly made a return shot, and the basketball was passed to Kobe. Kobe caught the relay and worked hard, using his peerless waist to dodge in the air, shaking off Tyson Chandler, and pulling the rod to hit the ball.

Swish!

The Mavericks have their chariots, and the Lakers have their own talent.

Both sides entered a tenacious fight, fists to flesh, moves to see blood.

The third quarter ended in a way close to a meat grinder.

The Lakers went from trailing by 14 points to trailing by 6 points.

Fan Xi chased back 8 points after coming on the court.

The game was full of suspense.

The Mavericks' one-shot success was not completed, and both sides were deep in the quagmire. The fourth quarter would be the most critical battle.

Beep!

The whistle sounded.

The players on both sides collided like crazy gladiators. For Dallas, this was the last battle to burn the boats.

But for Fan Xi, for Kobe, and for these players of the Lakers, it also evolved into a battle that could not be lost.

Fan Xi was almost killing red eyes. He was like a demon, constantly rushing into Dallas' paint. He knew that his offensive means were not as rich as Kobe's, but his breakthrough lethality had exceeded Kobe's, so he just wanted to use his iron-blooded body to hit Dallas' iron wall.

No one knew why he was so desperate.

Obviously, he was not the Lakers' main general.

As the game deepened, Lu Yuan and Ma Chen were very surprised. They felt that the boss was too desperate? Even for the sake of sneaker sales, shouldn't he fight like this?

The fans in front of the TV were completely shocked by Fan Xi.

They originally thought that Bynum was trapped between the three armies in this game, Kobe was hitting iron on both sides of the free-throw line, and Dallas was using the three armies, so the Lakers would lose this game with three victories.

They would reorganize their flags at the Staples home court and win the victory.

Where did they know that Fan Xi killed from the diagonal? He resolutely carried out a life-and-death fight with the bravery of ten thousand people.

Under his tenacious will, Kobe was driven and gradually activated, and Bynum in the paint also began to find the rhythm, and other Lakers players on the periphery were involved, forming a powerful fighting machine.

Although the Dallas Mavericks were still brave, the German superstar was unstoppable.

However, the Lakers were still biting the score back one by one.

After the start of the fourth quarter, Fan Xi was still a fierce bandit who opened the way with flesh and blood.

Kenny Smith shouted on TV: "The last person to play like this was Allen Iverson, and the one before that was the leader of the Bad Boy Legion, the Smiling Assassin Thomas, who was fighting alone with one leg."

Smith completely placed Fan Xi in the ranks of top point guards. He even skipped Chris Paul of the same type, the current number one point guard in the league.

Because Chris Paul really didn't have this kind of fierce bandit spirit.

The domestic commentators were even more excited. From the moment Fan Xi came on the court, their screams never stopped.

They shouted: "What is called a generous and tragic person?"

"What is called the wind is bleak and the Yi River is cold?"

"What is called killing one person in ten steps?"

"This is it!"

The commentator's shouting made Fan Xi's popularity in China climb again.

And during the commercial break, Fan Xi's sneaker advertisement also attracted people's attention.

Who wouldn't want to wear a pair of combat boots that can cut generals and seize flags among ten thousand armies?

Bang!

Fan Xi's fighting-style attack finally suffered a heavy blow with 4 minutes left in the fourth quarter. He jumped in the air and was directly hit from behind by the furious Tyson Chandler.

Fan Xi fell heavily to the ground.

Beep!

The referee blew the whistle instantly, and he gave Tyson Chandler a technical foul without hesitation.

Used to calm the anger of Kobe and other Lakers players.

And when the head coach's technical foul was given, Tyson Chandler was immediately ejected.

He had received a technical foul for roaring at the referee in the first quarter, and now it was his second.

The referee was caught off guard.

He forgot that Tyson Chandler had received a technical foul once.

Boos erupted in the American Airlines Center arena. The home fans protested the referee's unfairness. At this time, it was unfair to punish the Mavericks' strongest interior defensive force off the court.

And the referee had already made a judgment, and he couldn't change it.

This was indeed a reasonable judgment. Pushing people from behind, and pushing people in the air, should be given a technical foul.

However, the unwritten rule of the game is that at critical times, referees should try not to make judgments that seriously interfere with the game.

Kobe Bryant walked over amidst the boos and curses and pulled Fan Xi up.

At this time, he discovered that Fan Xi's mouth was bleeding.

The referee also discovered it.

He hurried over and asked Fan Xi to go off the court to deal with it.

Because, according to NBA regulations, players are not allowed to play with wounds bleeding.

Fan Xi didn't feel it at first, but later touched his lips and found that it should be when he fell just now, his face landed first, and his teeth bit the meat inside his mouth.

"You have to go off the court to rest, you are bleeding, according to the regulations, you can't do this."

The referee told Fan Xi.

"No."

Fan Xi opened his mouth, and his teeth were full of blood, which looked particularly permeable.

But his eyes were extremely firm. He pursed his lips and swallowed the blood at the corner of his mouth, and then swallowed the full mouth of blood foam.

Although the bloody smell made Fan Xi's throat tighten, he didn't hesitate for a moment.

Then, he walked to the free-throw line and forcefully wanted to execute his free throws.

The camera captured this scene accurately.

In the past, everyone thought Fan Xi was the Miracle Child, a pretty boy, a dashing youth whom Hollywood actresses flocked to. Many even felt that he just had a good-looking shell.

But at this moment, when Fan Xi's "bloodthirsty" action came out.

The whole world understood.

This is a tough guy.

Americans admire tough guys the most, and admire iron-blooded real men the most.

Since the era of Stallone and Schwarzenegger, Hollywood's male protagonists have all been muscular men.

Before this, Fan Xi didn't get the support of a large number of male fans because he was too handsome. But now, at this moment, his male fans have surged.

Kobe walked up, and he said to Fan Xi: "You don't have to stay on the court, Jack, we can take the victory away."

Fan Xi shook his head.

"Is it really worth it to do this for the sales of sneakers?" Kobe asked Fan Xi in a low voice again.

Fan Xi smiled, he looked at Kobe and said softly: "No, I'm not for any sneaker sales."

"I just want to win."

Swish!

Swish!

Both free throws made.

As Fan Xi hit the two free throws, the Lakers only trailed by 2 points.

"This is destined to be a game that will go down in history. Jack Fan is a superstar tonight." Kenny Smith praised sincerely.

Even Charles Barkley next to him was very moved. He usually looked down on Fan Xi the most, thinking that Fan Xi was just taking advantage of his fame. But when Fan Xi swallowed the blood foam and resolutely walked to the free-throw line. His inner blood boiled, and he remembered himself back then.

He had always criticized the current league for not being as tough as the 80s and 90s.

At this moment, he saw the backbone of the 80s and 90s.

Although he didn't like Isiah Thomas very much at that time.

But now, he said: "Although I really don't want to admit it. But I have to say that compared to Chris Paul, Jack Fan is more like Isiah Thomas. He has the consciousness of 'dying on the court', and he also has the arrogance of 'either you die or I live'."

Barkley gave Fan Xi a very high evaluation tonight.

This made Chris Paul in front of the TV feel very uncomfortable.

He was still saying there before that Fan Xi was brushing data behind the Lakers stars.

But this game beat half of his old face.

Fan Xi was not hiding behind brushing data, he was simply rushing to the front line to block bullets.

Beep!

Lakers ball.

Fan Xi quickly ran back to bypass Jason Kidd, and he received the basketball at the arc of the three-point line.

Then, he attacked quickly.

Old Kidd was like a bird of offense, he hurriedly retreated.

After Tyson Chandler went off the court, the quality of the Mavericks' interior defense visibly declined.

He knew Fan Xi's cunning too well, including head coach Rick Carlisle who was reminding him there, he must guard Fan Xi's breakthrough.

However.

An accident happened.

When Jason Kidd retreated quickly in a panic, Fan Xi stopped suddenly, and stepped back, retreating outside the three-point line.

He jumped, shot, and did it in one go.

The basketball drew a beautiful arc, shocking the pupils of Dallas fans in mid-air, and finally fell into the net in an irresistible way... Swish!

Beautiful hollow.

Three-pointer made.

Lakers overtake!

After being suppressed for the whole game, Fan Xi scored 5 points in a row to kill back.

When the American Airlines Center arena was silent.

Fan Xi smiled slightly, blood permeated his teeth again, and his smile became particularly permeable.

Just like the devil returning to the world.

Kidd had the fear of bumping into Satan head-on.

This experienced former NBA number one point guard subconsciously moved his eyes away.

But Fan Xi's voice could not be avoided, hitting his eardrums.

"Who said that to kill your center, you must attack the paint?"

Make a feint to the east and attack in the west!

... ===== CHAPTER 149 =====