Chapter 370: After playing for most of the quarter, the point gap is only 4 points

It hasn't increased; instead, it has shrunk.

"Why is this happening?!"

Mike Breen asks the question on the minds of many fans.

"Tsk tsk..."

Mark Jackson smacks his lips and says excitedly: "Because of the 'Prediction Master' Su Yan. He is still playing exceptionally well in the third quarter.

And.

It's not just offense; there's also defense.

Su Yan, who is 'integrated in offense and defense' and seems like an 'all-around warrior,' is helping the Bulls win the game single-handedly.

Really.

Although he is still a rookie, Su Yan has already played at a superstar level tonight."

"Woooow~"

After hearing this, Mike Breen subconsciously swallows a few times and says tremblingly: "Fearless of the defense from 'The Bad Boy' Artest.

Constantly scoring.

And on the defensive end, putting pressure on players like Artest and Reggie Miller.

Su Yan is insanely good."

Watching Su Yan's god-like performance, both of them are stunned.

On the court.

"Asshole!"

Artest, who was just blocked by Su Yan, curses in anger, "I can't defend him, and my own offense gets blocked too. What is this?

How is this possible?!

Hmph!"

With a cold snort, a completely frustrated Artest finds Su Yan again, rushing up to pressure him, determined to lock down his offense no matter what.

Matching up at the left arc.

Right-hand hesitation move, 【Eye of the Heavenly Emperor】 prediction.

'Artest is following, but his center of gravity hasn't fully caught up; he still thinks my next move will be an accelerated breakthrough.

In that case, I'll go along with his thoughts...'

Lowering his center of gravity, his feet pause.

Su Yan suddenly accelerates, rushing out at full speed, completely playing into Artest's prediction.

"It really is a breakthrough!"

Artest sneers and immediately rushes out, following him completely.

"Just as expected."

And Su Yan, having predicted his prediction, smiles slightly. Under the prediction, he executes a perfectly timed sudden-stop between-the-legs pull-back.

Furthermore... because of the speed boost from 【Primary Swift Footwork】, his acceleration and sudden stops are even more deceptive.

Down and up.

Even though the defender is the "Bad Boy" Artest, who is at the top of the DPOY list, he is destined for the miserable fate of being clumsily shaken off his feet.

"What?!"

Artest is shocked.

Completely unable to accept being faked out again, he grits his teeth, trying to overcome inertia, forcibly twisting his center of gravity to chase and block.

But his center of gravity has already gone down completely.

Forcibly twisting, his feet only tangle up, he stumbles, and Artest, with his center of gravity off-balance, slips and falls to the floor.

"Swish!"

Su Yan shoots a mid-range jumper, hitting it precisely.

Hum~

The arena is quiet for a moment, then... a deafening cheer echoes throughout the entire arena.

"Holy! Shit!"

"What did I just see? Su Yan shook Artest to the ground, shook the defensive stalwart at the top of the 'DPOY' list."

"So... so fierce!"

"Unbelievable! As strong as Artest is, his defense is ineffective against Su Yan. No one can stop Su Yan's offense."

"......"

The fans are completely excited.

Gasps rise up everywhere.

Artest, looking miserable on the floor, feels immense humiliation; his face flushes red, and his anger surges to the heavens.

Transition offense.

A furious Artest takes the ball and heads straight for Su Yan.

He has technique, but he doesn't use it; he just wants to engage in crazy physical contact, wants to brutally knock Su Yan away and dunk on him.

It seems only this can wash away his shame.

One collision, Su Yan retreats; two collisions, Su Yan doesn't want to engage in a hard clash either, wanting to conserve as much stamina as possible.

However.

If he comes again.

Then sorry, Su Yan won't indulge him.

【Iron Strength】 courses through his entire body; he stands firm against Artest's impact, solid as a rock, like a great mountain, not moving a single inch.

"Can't move him? Impossible!"

Artest's pupils dilate in shock, and then, as if gone mad, he crashes into Su Yan with even more force and madness, trying to tear through his defense.

But.

He still feels like he's crashing into a truck; Su Yan remains as steady as a mountain.

The key is... Su Yan, in a half-horse stance, looks calm, as if stopping Artest takes no effort at all.

On the contrary, Artest, who clearly looks very strong, has a ferocious face that looks even more twisted due to his frantic exertion.

Yet he cannot move Su Yan at all.

The contrast between the two states makes Artest look... incredibly weak.

"Hahaha!"

A Bulls fan in the front row laughs out loud and yells at Artest, "Look at how relaxed Su Yan looks, Artest, didn't you eat?!

Use some strength."

"What?" ===== CHAPTER 372 =====