Chapter 6

More like a player who has been in the NBA for decades, getting older but becoming more cunning.

This shouldn't be.

This isn't reasonable.

This is truly bizarre!"

Experts see the technique, and the players were all moved by Su Yan's excellent offense and defense.

And some staff members who didn't understand much, seeing Su Yan score and play excellent defense against the retired God, well... just cheering and shouting was enough.

Jordan:???

He could even cut that? Just cut it off so easily.

Such amazing insight, such powerful defensive reading ability.

"Very beautiful defense."

Jordan praised with a smile, then added: "Su, how did you know that my last move was a real shot and not a feint?!"

Su Yan:???

That question is outrageous.

How am I supposed to answer that? Should I say it was the 【Eyes of the Heavenly Emperor】 that saw it, and all your feints are full of flaws in my eyes?!

"Uh..."

Su Yan thought for a moment, scratched his head, and brushed it off, "Guessed, lucky."

Jordan: You better have guessed.

Change of possession again.

Su Yan's turn to attack.

Top of the arc.

The moment Su Yan held the ball, Jordan pressed up; facing a rookie, one offense and one defense, the old rascal who had completely fallen behind felt his face losing some dignity.

This time... he was completely serious.

"Bang bang bang!"

Su Yan controlled the ball with his right hand; his dribbling speed wasn't fast, and it didn't look very skillful.

"Hmph."

Jordan, who was seriously ramping up the intensity, narrowed his eyes and immediately swiped to steal.

The speed was very fast.

But it was useless.

Under the 【Eyes of the Heavenly Emperor】, Jordan's reach looked like slow motion, and Su Yan saw it clearly, protecting the ball and changing direction in advance.

Avoiding the steal.

'Toes pushing off the ground, knees bent, waist lowered, center of gravity leaning forward, he's completely lunging up!'

Opportunity ball.

Su Yan scanned with his peripheral vision and immediately accelerated to break through for a layup; Jordan, having failed the steal, hurriedly stopped and twisted his center of gravity to chase.

Su Yan's speed wasn't fast.

But... Jordan, who was much slower, still couldn't catch up.

"Swish!"

Su Yan scored another easy layup.

Walking leisurely.

Easy and relaxed.

So simple... so easy... such a casual score!

"No!"

Skiles, who was watching Su Yan play for the first time, fell into shock again, "Whether it's the first step or the subsequent acceleration, the speed isn't fast.

But... how come Jordan can't keep up? What's going on?

Are you sure he's not taking it easy?!"

"Really not."

Paxson smiled and shook his head.

Seeing Skiles's surprised expression, he saw his former self.

He previously couldn't believe that Su Yan's unremarkable, even somewhat weak talent and technique could blow past the entire Bulls roster.

He thought the players were taking it easy.

Until he asked again and again, confirmed over and over, finally believed and accepted, and finally... his jaw dropped.

He pointed at Jordan again, "Look at Jordan's somewhat awkward expression, and you'll know that Su Yan really has the level."

As everyone knows.

Jordan could become the God because, in addition to his powerful physical talent and basketball skills, his extremely strong desire to win was also a key point.

So.

Even if he started with the idea of meeting and exchanging with a junior, being blown past repeatedly on the offensive end in an almost humiliating way.

This made Jordan, who had a strong competitive spirit, lose face.

"Again!"

The smile on Jordan's face disappeared; having fallen behind 0:2, his super-strong desire to win was also completely ignited.

Held the ball at the top of the arc.

Came to the right high post, a half-turn, back to... Su Yan, intending to use his strongest and most stable scoring method in his later years.

What?!

Post-up!

"Here it comes, Jordan is going to post up Su Yan, now the "retired God" is completely serious, that post-up + dream shake + fadeaway jumper.

Su Yan can't stop it.

Jordan launched the attack, continuously backing in to create contact, moving toward the inside, his footwork constantly shifting and changing, looking for a good scoring opportunity.

Half-turn, continuous shoulder feints, and then... fadeaway jumper.

This ball?

woooow~

The moment Jordan half-turned and was about to gather for the fadeaway, Su Yan swiped fast, hard, and accurately again, cutting the basketball from his hands first.

Such... such strong prediction ability!!!"

Eddie Curry was passionately commentating on the side.

"amazing!"

Hinrich clicked his tongue in shock, "Clearly this time on defense, Su also almost did nothing, but just that last swipe.

Right to the point.

Cut the ball successfully.

Truly such scary insight."

"Powerful."

Skiles couldn't help but give a thumbs up, praising: "Su's talent is mediocre, but his ability to read offense and defense is extremely strong.

Allowing him to play well on both ends."

"Yes."

Manager Paxson nodded repeatedly, "Average rookies rely on their bodies and talent to play, while Su relies on his brain, on his amazing insight.

This is completely not the style of a rookie.

This is very bizarre.

But... this doesn't hinder Su's strength at all!!!"

Jordan:???

No, he guessed I was going to fadeaway again? Not afraid that I was feinting, and would lunge forward for an up-and-under to attack the rim?

Why so confident?!

A rookie, why is his insight so strong?

Can't understand.

I don't understand.