Chapter 429: No Need for Politeness, Direct Rule

Lu Bi Ao calmly passed the basketball to Fan Xi, he is famed for his cleverness, and he knows exactly what Fan Xi is thinking, even though he has only just joined Kuaisuan.

Fan Xi dribbled past half‑court, Xiang Bot came up in defense; after a while Xiang Bot was considered to have restricted Fan Xi quite skillfully, at least he did not let Fan Xi's points surge like a well‑spring.

Xiang Bot cautiously stayed on Fan Xi's heels, using a half‑step shadowing strategy, which lets him maintain good pressure when Fan Xi opts for a jump shot and adjust his footwork promptly when Fan Xi drives.

Xiang Bot possesses a bit of defensive talent.

But that's not enough.

When Fan Xi decides to do something on the court, few defenders can truly contain him, especially when he attempts to drive.

Fan Xi's sudden probing stride was like lightning, striking Xiang Bot's defensive weak spot.

To the fans, Xiang Bot looked like a straw man standing dumbly, and Fan Xi then slipped past him.

It's like TV viewers watching a boxing match, thinking it's ordinary, while the bout on the ring is actually exquisite to the extreme.

Fan Xi bypasses the defense in a single step, charging straight into the paint; his form is like a raging tiger, without a moment's hesitation.

When he receives the ball at the free‑throw line, he steps two strides into the paint and immediately launches violently upward.

Tai Sen Qian De Le couldn't react in time to help, Si Ta De Mai Er gave a symbolic interference... Boom!

Fan Xi forcefully splits Huashan.

The Knicks' hoop trembles incessantly.

As if bowing in submission to Fan Xi.

After landing, Fan Xi locks his gaze on Tai Sen Qian De Le, a murderous aura radiating outward.

Tai Sen Qian De Le's subconscious steadies, then he glares back fiercely: "Your skill is a dunk over my head."

"I'll fulfill your request."

Fan Xi tells him.

"Defend!"

Fan Xi shouts, and the whole team retreats to defense.

Kuaisuan's lineup is strong, stretching a formidable defensive line in the frontcourt.

Si Di Fen Na Shi feels a suffocating defense; Fan Xi himself is marking him, slowing his passing speed.

Ka Mei Long An Dong Ni receives the ball, and Ji Mi Ba Te Lie's defensive stance becomes even more resolute. He will never disappoint his big brother.

An Dong Ni's jump shot misses the rim.

Mi Xi Li Qi grabs the rebound and passes to Fan Xi.

Fan Xi rushes forward; his speed far exceeds the Knicks' transition pace.

When he drives into the paint, only Xiang Bot comes up to defend. Xiang Bot is a brave defender; after Fan Xi jumps, he flies up to block, but they collide in the air, leaving him at a disadvantage.

Fan Xi immediately slams the ball with both hands into the hoop… the massive swing knocks Xiang Bot off balance, and he falls to the ground from the air.

When Fan Xi dunks Xiang Bot from the air, it's like a fighter jet sinking an enemy plane.

Mai Di Xun Hua Yuan Qiu Guan sinks again; their previously excited roars are shattered like a horn blown apart by a single shot.

After landing, Fan Xi runs back to the backcourt without looking back.

"If you've got skill, find a higher dunk!" a Knicks fan shouts angrily from the sidelines, thinking Fan Xi is bullying Xiang Bot.

"You'll see soon enough."

Fan Xi shows no hesitation; he decisively strikes back.

The biggest difference between teams with defense and those without is continuity.

The Knicks were dunked twice by Fan Xi; their once grand momentum instantly collapsed. Back in the half‑court, when Fan Xi locks onto Na Shi the initiator, their previously sharp, fluid wing play can only fall into one‑on‑one.

Bang!

Si Ta De Mai Er hammers the metal.

Fan Xi rushes in to grab the rebound; he's getting closer to a triple‑double, this being his eighth rebound.

Then, Fan Xi advances forward at a steady pace.

He isn't deliberately chasing a fast break.

The Knicks have entrenched a defense at half‑court; meanwhile, Phil Jackson has sent Raymond Felton to warm up on the sideline, planning to put Felton in for the last two possessions of the third quarter.

Kuaisuan is also preparing Lun Na De.

Fan Xi reaches the frontcourt, still guarded by Xiang Bot.

Fan Xi could easily bypass him, but instead lets Mili Xiqi come to set a screen.

He pierces the defense through the screen, yet his steps into the three‑point area are not quick.

He quickly bursts into the free‑throw lane; Tai Sen Qian De Le has already entered the paint, readying his fists.

At that moment, Fan Xi suddenly sprints. Tai Sen Qian De Le, like a soccer player, drops his center of gravity to prepare a block, but as he does, Fan Xi hammers the ball out forcefully.

Tai Sen Qian De Le subconsciously looks up.

Fan Xi lunges forward ferociously, leaping up, his form like a violently soaring rocket.

Tai Sen Qian De Le can't wait, he also jumps quickly, reaching out.

As he jumps, the ball hits the backboard and rebounds; Fan Xi grabs it at the apex… the difficulty of this shot is extremely high.

It's like a dream.

But Fan Xi times his grab perfectly, and the instant he secures the ball, he collides directly with Tai Sen Qian De Le, who tries to press Fan Xi down… however, his jump this time is insufficient.

Fan Xi, however, jumps fully.

Fan Xi exerts a downward pressure; Tai Sen Qian De Le can only press Fan Xi's shoulder with his right hand, but as he applies force, Fan Xi already hammers the ball hard toward the hoop… Boom!

Fan Xi's right hand grabs the rim, preventing Qian De Le's downward force.

And after the pulling right hand slips down, his body cannot restrain the fall.

When he hits the ground, his legs go limp.

Following his instinctive reaction, he fell down.

At that moment he had only one thought: he must not kneel.

So, as he hit the ground, he crawled down… prostrating his whole body.

Fan Xi hovered above his head like a god judging all beings.

Tyson Chandler's disgraceful antics were on full display.

Madison Garden arena seemed to have taken a hard, crushing blow.

The first half featured JR Smith; the second half belonged to Tyson Chandler.

The two players who despised Fan Xi the most were subjected to the most brutal and humiliating beatings.

This was the "reward" they earned.

Carmelo Anthony, now experienced, quickly went over and helped Tyson Chandler to his feet.

Phil Jackson also promptly called for a timeout.

Meanwhile, Fan Xi descended gracefully.

His figure made countless fans in front of the TV scream.

Fan Xi's dunk displayed a long‑missed guard dominance.

Throughout the NBA's long history, with Fan Xi included, only two guards have ever been able to deal with anyone however they please.

The other person is named Jordan.

Now, everyone sitting in front of the TV can pound their chests and say: "I'm damn witnessing history."

Many years later, they could say in a breezy, nonchalant tone: "The game back then where Fan Xi dunked on Chandler and shook Smith while I was watching on TV—that was truly shocking. What you guys are doing now is nothing compared to that."

Phil Jackson felt a bit helpless; he had witnessed two such great dominant guards.

One he had coached, and the other, he had also coached.

At that moment, Fan Xi ran over to the fan who had previously shouted at him and asked the guy, "Do the Knicks have anything higher?"

The fan dared not look Fan Xi in the eyes.

Because he had provoked Fan Xi first.

Fan Xi now came back to whip him, just the right amount.

Seeing the man bow his head in silence, Fan Xi was too lazy to continue humiliating him, and turned to walk back to his own bench.

But before he could take two steps, the Knicks fan wearing an Anthony jersey suddenly ripped off his home jersey and threw it down, shouting at Fan Xi, "Jie Ke, I'm your fan now."

Fan Xi was taken by surprise.

As long as he adapts quickly enough, no one can humiliate him.

The fan's speed of defecting was faster than France.

Interestingly, ESPN broadcast this scene across the United States.

It may be the most dramatic moment in broadcast history. They witnessed a fan's actual defection with their own eyes.

Fan Xi did not exchange pleasantries with the surrendering fan; he returned to the bench.

There were still 38 seconds left in the third quarter.

Many fans at Madison Garden began to leave.

For many, the game was already over.

For JR Smith in the locker room, he finally felt satisfied; although he didn't see his own team thrash Kuaisuan, he saw another unlucky guy, and it made him feel much better.

From now on, even if someone insults him, they'll also drag Tyson Chandler into it.

Not alone.

JR Smith is no longer alone; Tyson Chandler has become withdrawn. He was once so resolute, now his will is so depressed; during those few seconds lying on the ground, he seemed to have lived an entire tragic life.

He never imagined Fan Xi would actually flip him over right in front of his eyes.

He thought that if he hadn't pulled Fan Xi, he might not have fallen, but in that case, not pulling Fan Xi would also have led to being dunked on.

He looked up at the replay.

Madison Garden erupted with a lot of gasps.

Because Fan Xi's dunk was too spectacular.

It was a self‑throw self‑dunk, performed right in front of Tyson Chandler.

The difficulty was of historic magnitude, or rather, unprecedented.

Everyone couldn't believe their own eyes.

Even staunch Fan Xi fan McBlin said on TV, "This is unbelievable, like a path calculated by a precise computer. If his smash were off by a fraction, the ball would be blocked by Tyson Chandler; if his jump distance were a few centimeters shorter, Tyson Chandler would stop him."

What is a legend.

A legend is something that cannot be replicated.

Fan Xi's play is an unrepeatable legend.

Even he himself might not be able to accomplish it.

"Jie Ke, I really feel your era has arrived now," Maikelbang said from the bench to Fan Xi.

He said it very seriously; he hadn't felt this way when Fan Xi led Kuaisuan to a championship, nor when Fan Xi's team upset the Dream Team for gold.

But tonight, in this game, after this dunk, he, in the NBA's basketball world, felt an extremely strong sensation.

Because, like all fans, he felt that Fan Xi dominated the arena, establishing a reign like Jordan's.

Since Jordan retired, no guard has ever achieved such accomplishment and perception.

You could say Kobe controlled the game, or that Kobe killed the game. You could say Le Bu Lang Zhang Si played on another level, you could say Wei De was above the system… but none of them ever dominated a game like Fan Xi did tonight, doing whatever they wanted.

Domination has always been violent.

Tyson Chandler and JR Smith are victims of violent domination.

Qian Dele returned to the bench, the team doctor examined him, and he did not play again.

The game continued.

But the Knicks failed to score in the next two possessions, and Fan Xi grabbed two rebounds in those possessions; before the end of the third quarter he had already recorded a 40‑plus triple‑double.

That was already a notable record at Madison Garden Arena.

Nevertheless, the game kept going.

After the start of the fourth quarter, Fan Xi kept attacking the paint, continuously employing his deft aerial skills; he glided like a flying man, playing a game of left‑ and right‑hand layups.

The Knicks' loose defense was like a soufflé cake he shoved into his mouth.

He even infused the game with a touch of artistry.

His points kept climbing, and he quickly reached 50.

His assist total also surpassed 20.

When the fourth quarter reached the 7‑minute mark, the Knicks announced they were forfeiting; Phil Jackson subbed out the starters, hoping Fan Xi would show mercy in the empty arena… after all, the fans who had insulted him had already left, and the remaining fans were shouting "MVP!" at Fan Xi.

Commentator McBlin shouted on TV, "A small fraction of Knicks fans have less spirit than a call girl."

His anger could change nothing.

Because Fan Xi nailed a deep three‑pointer.

That meant Fan Xi had found his three‑point rhythm.

Fan Xi stayed in the game, and under the gaze of less than forty percent of the arena's fans, he kept pushing his score upward.

Those fans showed no intention of rebuking Fan Xi; instead they began shouting in unison: "MVP! MVP! MVP!"

Fan Xi hoped they would revert to their previously unruly demeanor.

But they refused.

They just wanted to flatter Fan Xi, to praise Fan Xi.

Fan Xi perhaps thought their flattery was overly saccharine, perhaps wanted to give his old mentor Phil Jackson a face, or maybe he considered Zhan Mu Si Duo Lan to be a decent person.

In short, with 2 minutes 39 seconds left, he left the court.

At that moment his stats were 63 points, 21 assists, 11 rebounds, 3 blocks, and 3 steals.

And the Clippers led 142–116, a 24‑point margin.

"Actually, you could have scored 70 tonight," Bilupusi said to Fan Xi as he left.

Fan Xi raised an eyebrow: "Their voices are too harsh."

Fan Xi pointed at the fans in the arena and said.

In fact, it had already become an internet meme. The web is full of talent; they quickly produced a comparison video, with the roaring tsunami "Fu‑ck…JayFan" and the roaring tsunami "MVP" appearing in the same game.

New York fans went from arrogance to humility.

It was a naked, humbled defeat.

Fan Xi's style of basketball conquered those soft‑hearted, cowardly fans, and the game propelled him into the spotlight, making him a living basketball legend.

NBA, no superstar has ever caused such a seismic shift in an away game within a single match, right?

The New York mayor finally got the recognition he deserved.

The game ended quickly.

Reporters rushed toward Fan Xi, toward the game's super star, toward the creator of the season's greatest statistics.

"New York fans are adorable; they voiced what's in my heart. Yes, this season I'll win the regular‑season MVP."

Fan Xi declared his ambition with full dignity.

Do not say I did not warn you.

Then he commented on his two crucial shots tonight.

"Flipping Tyson Qian Dele was his own request. I merely fulfilled it, and also satisfied that fan on the sidelines."

"JR Smith might like to kneel, and I also like to make him kneel."

Fan Xi was supremely domineering.

He displayed unprecedented strength.

Because, starting with this game, from the basketball megapolis, he will truly begin to dominate the basketball world.

He no longer needs to be courteous to anyone.

It was an epoch‑making game.