Chapter 89: Powerful Tank, Killing the Game Again

Wade was also prepared.

Ever since the last encounter, because of the "arrogance" at the last moment, he was lethally killed by Fan Xi, Wade's heart was full of regret. He had been waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity for revenge.

As a superstar, he rarely studied a newcomer.

However, after that game, he carefully studied every detail of Fan Xi's movements.

Now, he finally waited for this opportunity. He didn't want to prove he was stronger than Fan Xi, because he had always been stronger than Fan Xi. What he wanted to prove was... what I once lost, I will definitely take back with my own hands.

Therefore, this time he blocked the enemy outside half-court, and he used his strong body to stand in front of Fan Xi. The moment Fan Xi took a step with the ball, he crashed into him head-on.

This was a feint.

He forced Fan Xi to go to his left loophole. As long as Fan Xi drilled into the left side, he would use his body to jam Fan Xi, and use his sharp right hand to directly steal Fan Xi's ball.

He had long calculated Fan Xi's stride, ball-handling radius, height, and change-of-direction arc.

For this moment, he had prepared for too long.

He couldn't wait to take back his things.

Sure enough, Fan Xi changed direction to the right and went to Wade's left.

At this time, Wade hurriedly contracted... this was the pocket formation he had set up.

He thought it was seamless, and Fan Xi was doomed.

However, the moment a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Deron Williams, a teammate of the Eastern team standing on the sidelines, suddenly frowned. He smelled danger in advance. He had played against Fan Xi, so he hurriedly issued a warning: Be careful...

Before the words fell.

Fan Xi's killing move appeared.

Just when Wade believed he would easily lock Fan Xi down, and his right hand would steal Fan Xi's basketball without suspense.

Fan Xi suddenly lowered his head violently during Wade's powerful physical confrontation, the basketball was pressed down rapidly by his hand... then a violent and sharp sudden change of direction... Whoosh!

The basketball changed direction almost at the height of Wade's ankles, and passed through Wade's slightly opened legs... Wade was shocked.

He was caught off guard.

While Wade hurriedly contracted, Fan Xi suddenly turned around in the crack, and passed "Flash" Wade with a beautiful rotation.

And steadily caught the basketball that was dribbled through Wade's crotch.

Shaking off Wade, he rushed into the three-point line.

Deron Williams covered his mouth in horror. He guessed that Wade would fail, but he didn't expect it to fail so miserably... He was the only person on this court who knew how sharp Fan Xi's ball-handling and change of direction were. But he didn't expect Fan Xi to be so daring; he actually dared to play such a murderous and flashy technique at the moment of life and death.

Wasn't he afraid that Wade would kill him?

Deron felt lingering fear for him.

Fan Xi's heart was as hard as iron.

Amidst the screams of the fans on the scene, he went straight into the three-point line, and when Carmelo Anthony rushed to the free-throw line to defend, he used a quick change of direction to pass him again... He was as sharp as Ronaldo dribbling on the court.

At this time, Fan Xi had already penetrated deep into the paint area.

Kenny Smith, who was in charge of the national live broadcast, was already screaming there: My God! My God! My God!

He kept shouting "God." He wasn't praying to God, but believed that Fan Xi was God at this moment, he was dominating the court... counting from the moment he cut Wade's ankles.

Fan Xi jumped up from the paint area, facing Howard's flying swat, and Kevin Garnett's tiger-like gaze from the side.

He presented an unstoppable courage.

Although the whole world believed that the weak him was like an egg hitting a stone in front of the powerful number one center Howard.

Kobe Bryant even bit his teeth.

Just at the moment when the two were about to confront head-on, Fan Xi suddenly pulled the rod; he used his amazing jumping ability and physical coordination to dodge Howard's head-on block in the air for the second time.

Seeing this scene, many viewers on TV exclaimed.

But just in the flash of lightning, Kevin Garnett, the mantis catching the cicada, sneered and jumped up to block.

Garnett was a master of help defense; he was known for his defense when he was young, and after joining the Boston Celtics in his old age, he became the team's defensive gate. Although his jumping ability had declined due to knee injuries, his 216cm height and terrifying arm span were enough to become the magic claws restricting Fan Xi.

Garnett completely locked Fan Xi; he believed that Fan Xi absolutely could not escape his Five Finger Mountain.

However, just at the moment he fiercely slapped the basketball, Fan Xi, who was holding the basketball with his right hand, suddenly retracted the basketball, handed it to his left hand, and slightly picked it upward from Garnett's back... This used up all his energy; this was his last pull-rod.

His low-post layup was incredibly smooth.

The basketball drew a perfect arc... Swish!

It fell into the basket.

Fan Xi happened to land.

Two points in hand.

The Western team overtook the score again.

And at this time, Staples Center could no longer suppress the surging hormones; the whole arena stood up. This is Fan Xi Square!

Fan! Fan! Fan!

More than 20,000 people shouted Fan Xi's name in unison.

It didn't even need the guidance of the on-site DJ.

This was Fan Xi's home court.

The replay on the big screen overhead proved how great, how arrogant, and how incredible this ball was.

Kobe Bryant couldn't believe his eyes.

He also jumped up excitedly.

"It's hard to believe, Jack Fan killed Wade's ultimate defense, passed Carmelo Anthony's help defense, and finally played with the number one center's defense head-on, completing a historically unique hand-swapping low-post layup under the top-tier defense of a top-five power forward in history. This ball, I am willing to call it the God Layup!"

Kenny Smith opened his throat on TV, blowing hard with all his heart.

Not a single TV viewer thought he was going too far.

"Jack's change of direction let me see the shadow of Isiah Thomas, his rotation made me think of 'Bug' Tim Hardaway, his flying is a replica of Michael Jordan, and finally his layup made me miss Pippen or George Gervin uncontrollably."

Kenny Smith kept reading the names of superstars who had left brilliant light in basketball history.

At this moment, it wasn't abrupt at all.

Phil Jackson watched excitedly in front of the TV, slapping his thighs.

He usually didn't watch the All-Star Game, but this year's All-Star Game made him reach climax after climax. He already completely believed that the Lakers would enter an era of two stars shining, and Fan Xi had improved again.

The speed of this guy's improvement made people feel evil.

He was worthy of being a one-in-a-million combat genius.

He was strong when facing the strong!

Phil Jackson slapped his thighs red with excitement.

At this moment, in China on the other side of the ocean, a host who should have been serious and dignified was pounding his chest hard: Damn it! Damn it! That's how you do it! That's how you do it! Fan Xi is too strong! Too strong! Damn it!

According to the punishment of CCTV that one swear word would be banned for a month and fined 100,000, this host might stay away from the screen for a long time in the future, and go to work to pay off the loan... because he was very likely the first host in Chinese television history to go to work with a loan.

However, the audience in front of the TV didn't feel abrupt at all.

Fan Xi's ball was too fierce.

Besides swear words, what else could express such intense and surging passion?

Chinese basketball finally stood up.

Finally, there was a guard who could take on four people on the court.

At the same time, Fan Xi was fully focused.

He didn't slack off at all.

There were 55 seconds left in the game, and the West was temporarily leading 147:146.

James, amidst the uniform shouting of the whole arena, ran over and whispered two sentences to Wade, patted the back of his head, encouraged him, and passed the ball to Wade.

Wade had already bitten his cheeks even bigger at this time. Senior fans knew a "cheek index." When Wade's cheeks were bigger, his output was more terrifying.

Fan Xi stared at Wade with full concentration.

Wade brought the ball to the front court, his eyes almost able to kill Fan Xi.

But Fan Xi's eyes had no emotion, like a pool of clear water... a cold-blooded killer.

Wade couldn't provoke him.

Wade didn't take the assault in the end. When he saw James appear with a better opportunity, he passed it to LeBron James.

James continued to play Nowitzki one-on-one.

The Little Emperor used his quick change of direction to twist out a bit of space, and then continued to break through the German Tank's defense.

But this time, the German Tank didn't fall, but was fully prepared.

When James rushed to the paint, Nowitzki quickly followed from behind.

Nowitzki was not known for his physical fitness, and not even known for his defense.

But this time, he bet everything.

When James jumped up from the paint again, and his left hand swung out a tomahawk posture in the air, smashing toward the basket with the courage of ten thousand men.

Nowitzki grabbed the last opportunity; he remembered his experience as a goalkeeper in Germany back then.

He flew out in a desperate posture, lagging one step behind, without any protection.

He remembered Fan Xi's encouragement to him before.

Damn it!

He cursed.

No longer caring that it was no longer grass under his feet.

James flew to the highest point, full of ambition, preparing to smash the ball down, when an exclamation sounded from behind. Just as he was about to collect the ball... Nowitzki had already pounced behind him, and his right hand finally reached the basketball in a desperate situation... His middle finger slightly poked the basketball.

The basketball slipped.

Although James still smashed the basketball out.

But... Bang!

It hit the rim.

The basketball bounced out fiercely.

Pfft!

Nowitzki fell heavily to the ground, his ribs making a violent sound with the floor.

But this guy, who was called a softie, didn't make a sound.

He just gritted his teeth, and a firm voice rolled out of his throat: Damn it!

Fan Xi pounced over him, and Fan Xi snatched the basketball before Carmelo Anthony.

There were 38 seconds left in the game.

Fan Xi held the ball.

The West led by 1 point.

Nowitzki used the most tenacious defense of his career to get the offensive ball for the West.

At this very moment, no one didn't pay tribute to the German Tank.

The Western bench stood up in unison, including Duncan, who didn't ask about world affairs.

Popovich also gasped.

He realized a more terrifying thing; he was thinking: Will doing this backfire? Will it stimulate a more powerful opponent?

He felt a chill in his heart.

In fact, he already had the answer.

Wade was still pressing the whole court.

However, Fan Xi steadily advanced to the front court.

At this time, Fan Xi and the Miami Heat faced the same situation.

At that time, Miami chose to stabilize for a wave when they had thirty-something seconds, playing for offensive stability. In the end, they were overturned by Fan Xi and killed by a buzzer-beater.

Now the same question was placed in front of Fan Xi. What would Fan Xi do?

Would he learn his lesson and play a quick offense?

LeBron James thought on the side.

However, the thing that surprised everyone was.

Fan Xi didn't do that.

He stopped two meters outside the three-point line. He waited for Nowitzki to climb up from the backcourt, and then run over rubbing his painful ribs.

When Nowitzki ran over, Fan Xi gave him a look, meaning to pass the basketball to Nowitzki and let him handle it.

But the German Tank refused with a serious look.

Moreover, Fan Xi read more complex emotions from his eyes. Nowitzki was "entrusting the orphan"; the German Tank couldn't do it anymore; he was now supporting the situation by force.

Fan Xi took a deep breath.

He understood what to do.

He made a gesture, and all players spread out.

He chose the same behavior as the Miami Heat back then, although that behavior was defined as "blind arrogance."

However, Fan Xi had no other options.

He didn't want Nowitzki to experience another long-distance raid, and he didn't want Nowitzki to suffer further impact.

He was willing to carry all the pressure on his own shoulders.

When he stopped, it meant that no matter what the final outcome of this game was, Nowitzki was an absolutely tough guy. And once he failed, Fan Xi was willing to bear all the responsibility and scolding.

Nowitzki looked at Fan Xi, who had entered the All-Star Game for the first time and was the youngest in the whole arena.

A strong sense of gratitude and admiration welled up in his heart.

His subconscious told him: This guy might represent the identity of an international player and stand at the very peak of the NBA. He would be the man who made the arrogant shut up.

Dwyane Wade made a sound at this moment; he said to Fan Xi: "You can't hit this ball. You are doomed to lose."

"Flash" bet his glory.

Fan Xi was still full of calm, his eyes as clear as a lake.

Time was consumed second by second.

When the Western team's offensive time reached the last eight seconds, everyone thought Fan Xi should move.

But he didn't.

Kobe was worried.

Wade had strengthened his defense.

When the offensive time counted down to the fifth second.

Fan Xi finally moved.

And at this time, Wade had already stuck to him; he couldn't give Fan Xi any chance.

But Fan Xi rushed forward one step, and while bringing Wade's center of gravity forward, he suddenly retreated.

And just at the moment Fan Xi retreated, Nowitzki also came out from the three-point line at the right time. Wade thought Fan Xi would pass the ball... because Fan Xi was almost three meters away from the three-point line at this time.

But.

Just at this moment, Fan Xi jumped up directly, using his one-stage jump shot to push the basketball out hard.

Wade was caught off guard; he thought Fan Xi would pass the ball, so he had a moment of hesitation.

If he had decisively pressed in, Fan Xi's shot might have been blocked.

But now, he could only watch the basketball fly out from over his head.

His heart was beating like a drum.

His eyes stared fixedly overhead.

His heart was filled with: Life and death unknown!

... ===== CHAPTER 90 =====