Chapter 602: with translation of chapter title

Chris Paul, under the high-pressure situation of a knife at his throat, organized several waves of beautiful attacks, especially after shooter Chandler Parsons came on, he consecutively made two Three-Point Shots.

Because the Knicks are a run-and-gun team, their defensive fundamentals are not very high.

But, their offense is extremely sharp.

Fan Xi tonight had superb feel; after Stephen Nash played for 5 minutes, he called JR Smith onto the court.

At that moment, he had already scored 67 points and achieved a triple-double.

The point difference between the two teams also broke through the 50-point mark.

Fan Xi's eyes were bloodshot, and he did not relent.

Chris Paul also had his eyes red with anger; the immense humiliation made him furious.

He was using all his tricks, making quick connections. However, these connections were not very effective, because his teammates' fighting spirit was rapidly declining.

No one wanted to burn themselves for a game destined to lose; Dwight Howard even requested to rest, he thought the game had already entered garbage time.

But, D'Antoni encouraged him to keep fighting.

This is Fan Xi's brilliance; he successfully turned the game into a crusade against Chris Paul, rather than humiliating the whole Rockets team. This made the other Rockets players feel it was none of their business.

But actually, the huge point difference is charged to the team.

The game continued.

Every time the Knicks built a new lead, it was a new record.

Likewise, Fan Xi was also refreshing his new Finals record.

"I find it hard to comment on how great Jieke Fan's performance in this game is, although I know that neither Chris Paul nor the Houston Rockets are particularly formidable opponents. However, if any other superstar in the league came instead, they could not possibly play such a game." Earl Johnson said on TV.

At that moment, Madison Square Garden arena suddenly erupted with a volume like a nuclear bomb explosion.

The commentator stared and saw Chris Paul lying on the ground, while Fan Xi adjusted his posture in front of him and threw the Three-Point Shot... swish!

It went in.

Fan Xi scored his 70th point.

"Look at the replay! Hurry up and look at the replay!"

"Shaquille O'Neal was shouting: 'Earl, you bastard, at such an exciting moment you're spouting off nonsense...'"

The TV camera immediately switched back to the replay.

Fan Xi dribbled to the top of the three-point arc, the enraged Paul rushed forward, he was defending Fan Xi, and his defensive action visibly became rough.

He lost his dignity, and also his composure.

Malicious thoughts began to grow in his mind.

He couldn't help but want to destroy the man who had ruined his career.

So, his movements became hasty.

He began frantically trying to steal Fan Xi's scoring attempts, and the minor fouls didn't stop.

He thought, at least he wanted to give Fan Xi some embarrassment, directly steal from him, steal from that bastard who thought he dominated everything.

But his first charge attempt was easily deflected by Fan Xi's casual change of direction.

When he staggered and rushed again to steal.

Fan Xi leisurely turned, as if executing the 'dust-off eighteen falls'.

Paul looked exactly like a clown.

He could not possibly hinder Fan Xi's actions.

His panic and rashness only added to his clownishness.

Finally, he couldn't hold back, he stepped forward and attempted a sweeping leg kick.

But as soon as he swept out that leg, Fan Xi deflected with a change of direction, and Fan Xi surged forward, causing Paul's center of gravity to inevitably fall backward, but his foot remained in front.

He barely managed to stabilize his stance, then Fan Xi suddenly stepped back again.

Paul's 'subconscious' was being toyed with; he was like a puppet on strings, lunging forward frenziedly.

Thud.

His ankle could not withstand such violent repeated shifts of weight.

Finally top-heavy, he fell with a thud.

Madison Square Garden arena erupted in cheers.

Fan Xi is half a head taller than Paul; usually it's the shorter guy who fakes out the taller, but now this former god of ball-handling was so embarrassingly made to crawl on the ground by Fan Xi's fake.

And Fan Xi also gathered the ball, stopped abruptly, deliberately adjusted his posture, then shot again.

Elegant.

Swish!

The basketball went in, like two slaps, pa-pa hitting Paul's face.

Paul lost all face tonight.

This will become the biggest nightmare of his career.

The boiling frenzy of Madison Square Garden now will leave an indelible mark in his heart.

He never dreamed that the basketball Mecca would become his basketball nightmare.

He gritted his teeth, he hated Fan Xi to the core. He really wanted to punch Fan Xi down... that was also the only way he could make Fan Xi feel pain.

But he still retained his reason.

If he threw a punch, he would be more than just a joke.

His commercial value has already been destroyed; if he throws another punch, his on-court value will also be greatly discounted.

Paul restrained his violent urge.

Then he heard Fan Xi's light words: 'You almost knocked me down, Chris. Want to try pulling me down from the air?'

Fan Xi's tone was full of sarcasm.

This caused Chris Paul's anger to flare up again.

He turned around to catch the ball, he wanted to strike back.

But, there wasn't.

He adopted a similar cutting style, his change of direction was also very complex. His and Fan Xi's training were similar, both were sharp cutting and super low center of gravity operation.

Chris Paul was invincible when dealing with some aggressive defenders.

But, Fan Xi was not aggressive.

Fan Xi's frequency of changing his center of gravity was not considered fast.

After a quick forward charge, Chris Paul made an emergency stop, stepped back… he also stepped back two steps.

But, when Chris Paul jumped up to shoot, Fan Xi lunged at him.

Fan Xi was like the director of fate, he had predicted all of Chris Paul's subsequent moves.

He was like a great peng spreading its wings, he rose into the air, his shadow enveloped Chris Paul's entire body, from top to bottom.

Chris Paul painfully and desperately closed his eyes.

Then, he heard… Pa!

A clear and sharp whipping sound.

Then came the screams of the entire crowd.

The cheers of mvp rose and fell.

Chris Paul felt hopeless inside.

He even felt somewhat numb.

But, when he turned his head, he discovered Fan Xi stopped on the other side of the midcourt.

Fan Xi did not take advantage to launch a quick defensive counterattack… he had clearly already given up on this defense.

But Fan Xi did not intend to let him go.

Too much bullying!!!

Chris Paul's teeth were chattering.

He never imagined in his dreams that Fan Xi would not even give him a chance to surrender.

This scene increased the decibel level of the screams on site.

The commentator's seat Shaquille O'Neal even clutched his head: 'Whoo-hoo!! Good heavens, Jie Ke is simply too cool.' I never imagined there could be such a perfect show-off move in this world. I dare say, if Jie Ke completes this attack, he will completely destroy Chris Paul. Chris Paul will always be inferior whenever he meets Fan Xi in the future!

"He will be made to cry."

Kenny Smith screamed there.

In front of the TV, Kobe Bryant also made a tsk-tsk sound.

He felt that Fan Xi's move was indeed a bit too crazy.

However, he admired it.

Since we want to completely defeat Chris Paul, we have to make the means harsher. Otherwise he would still think he lost by luck.

Chris Paul rushed forward.

His ferocity was fully revealed, his posture as he rushed forward was like he wanted to engage in a real fight with Fan Xi.

But, Fan Xi had no intention of being afraid.

He still strolled leisurely.

Chris Paul's pressing carried heat, but Fan Xi could always evade it with agile movements.

And when Fan Xi had twice resolved Chris Paul's pressing.

He took big strides to a point beyond the three-point line, at this moment Chris Paul was almost out of his mind.

Chris Paul came charging from the side, he made a raising elbow motion, but Fan Xi quickly assumed a shooting stance at that moment… Chris Paul almost instinctively jumped up.

However, Fan Xi merely bowed in prayer.

He easily shook him off.

【94】 Chris Paul rushed forward.

【95】 His ferocity was fully revealed, his posture as he rushed forward was like he wanted to engage in a real fight with Fan Xi.

【96】 But, Fan Xi had no intention of being afraid.

【97】 He still strolled leisurely.

【98】 Chris Paul's pressing carried heat, but Fan Xi could always evade it with agile movements.

【99】 And when Fan Xi had twice resolved Chris Paul's pressing.

【100】 He took big strides to a point beyond the three-point line, at this moment Chris Paul was almost out of his mind.

【101】 Chris Paul came charging from the side, he made a raising elbow motion, but Fan Xi quickly assumed a shooting stance at that moment… Chris Paul almost instinctively jumped up.

【102】 However, Fan Xi merely bowed in prayer.

【103】 He easily shook him off.

Chris Paul hurriedly made an emergency landing, but when he landed he was still somewhat staggering.

At that moment, Fan Xi nimbly turned, then again assumed a shooting stance… Chris Paul jumped up again.

This time, he used great force, he intended to directly grab Fan Xi from the air and slam him down.

But Fan Xi just tapped lightly, quickly spinning back.

As Fan Xi turned, the fierce Chris Paul landed, he tried to give Fan Xi an elbow as he landed.

But Fan Xi's turning speed was too fast, he grabbed at air.

His footing went soft as he landed, and he fell down right then.

If he had not made the raising elbow motion with his upper body, this fall would have been ordinary.

But, because his elbow rose up… Bang!

His elbow struck the floor with force, and his raised fist hit his own nose bridge.

Buzz!

At that moment, he felt a buzzing in his head.

Then, a warm liquid flowed from his nose.

The pain from his elbow tip and the pain from his nose bridge were both transmitted to his nerves.

He couldn't take it anymore.

At the same time, Fan Xi took a shot… hit!

Swish!

Fan Xi scored his 73rd point.

At the same time, the lead between the two teams was extended to 56 points.

When Fan Xi turned around, Paul lay in a pool of blood, letting out a miserable cry of pain.

This pain was not only physical but also psychological.

Not only was his body lying in a pool of blood, but his soul was as well.

In this game, Fan Xi completely destroyed him from every angle.

The Rockets' team doctor rushed onto the court.

"Paul is finally free."

In front of the TV, Michael Jordan let out a long sigh.

TNT replayed the footage.

When people saw Paul's injury.

The high-definition camera even captured Paul's ferocious, ruthless expression at that moment.

Everyone was thinking the same phrase: "Reap what you sow!"

"If Paul wasn't trying to elbow Jake, he wouldn't have been so badly injured." Shaq O'Neal said on TV: "Sorry, I have to say this. I must state the facts I saw. Although Chris's condition looks indeed serious, his nose is definitely broken, but it was broken by his own fist."

Shaq O'Neal's words may be harsh, but they tell everyone the truth.

Of course, the masses have discerning eyes.

Without O'Neal saying it, everyone already knows what happened.

Chris Paul's injury footage also quickly spread online.

"Reap what you sow" and "cause and effect" became the keywords.

No one felt sympathy for his injury.

Only Oklahoma residents and Los Angeles residents shouted loudly, thanking Fan Xi for avenging.

Paul undoubtedly lost both the game and his dignity in this match.

Kenny Smith said on TV with regret: "There are still five minutes left in the game; given Jake's scoring efficiency tonight, he could have gotten 80 or even 90 points. But Paul has been carried off the court, and his anguished cries still echo in Madison Square Garden."

"Based on my knowledge of Fan Xi, he is a kind person. He will not continue to take revenge on the Rockets. His score will be locked at 73 points. Too bad. Why does Chris always think of using elbows to hurt others? Doesn't he know Jake has always been under God's protection? He's not unlucky like Leonard or Durant."

Kenny felt utterly regretful.

At that moment, TNT's camera also followed Fan Xi's steps.

Fan Xi greeted Al Pacino on the sidelines, and Al Pacino said to Fan Xi: "Hey, buddy, your unprecedented dominance produced the greatest performance in Finals history. I'm proud of you."

"Thank you, your recognition means a lot to me." Fan Xi and he exchanged polite words.

He then took off his jersey and handed it to Al Pacino: "If you don't mind my sweat, this jersey is yours."

Al Pacino was extremely excited, showing unexpected delight. He quickly stood up and said: "Are you really going to give me this jersey of extraordinary significance?"

"Of course." Fan Xi said.

"By the way, isn't the game not over yet? You can still keep playing; you could score 100 points, believe me. Your touch tonight is unprecedentedly strong." Al Pacino said while taking the jersey, he was very excited; although he is a billionaire, the jersey's value made his hands tremble.

Although he could never sell this jersey, he believes that someday someone will be willing to pay hundreds of thousands of dollars for it, possibly even millions.

"No, I'm a bit tired. Besides, I need to leave some record for me to break later." Fan Xi smiled and waved at him: "Have a great night."

He walked back to the bench.

Leaving behind a stat line of 73 points, 13 assists, 11 rebounds, 5 steals, and 4 blocks—a super triple-double.

This is the most grandiose stat line in Finals history, unprecedented, and will never be surpassed.

Moreover, when he left the game, he established a massive 56-point lead.

This is also an unprecedented new record in NBA history.

"I must tip my hat to Jake. He destroyed Paul, he made history. But at this moment he stopped, he didn't go for 100 points. He could have done so."

O'Neal said: "If it were me, I would choose to stay on the court. I would go for 100 points."

"So, you're just Shaq O'Neal."

Kenny raised his eyebrows and stated bluntly: "You will never catch up to Jake's historical standing."

This time, O'Neal did not rebut.

He knew this was the fact.

Fan Xi's four-peat has become a certainty.

He is the four-peat champion with three different teams, and is destined to be the four-peat Finals MVP. This is a record without precedent and without successor.

Know that this is only his fourth season.

"Dad, I think your first four seasons are nowhere near as thrilling as Jake's." Jeffrey Jordan said honestly to his father in front of the TV.

His father also nodded honestly.

But he also made a feeble rebuttal: "If I had joined the league at 19, I could have done it too."

Could also do it?

Rather than doing it better.

Somewhat forced, lacking confidence.

This is not what the Basketball God should be like.

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