Chapter 658

"Ahhh!"

He roared, forcing himself to calm down, and lunged forward to guard Su Yan strictly.

He tried to use his powerful defensive ability, which was once at the DPOY level, to limit Su Yan's offense.

Even if he couldn't, at least he had to provide maximum interference.

However.

Your Emperor Su, infinitely rampant.

Under the 【Eye of the Heavenly Emperor】, Su Yan made a leisurely yet perfectly timed turn, passing Payton cleanly.

He accelerated again and rushed to the basket; facing Kobe who came to help, he was unhurried, sank his shoulders to build power, and gave a fierce confrontation.

"Bang!"

"Step, step, step!"

Unable to withstand it, Kobe retreated repeatedly, his feet stumbling, and he fell sitting on the ground.

"Don't even think about it!"

Karl Ma Long also came to help, continuing to apply defensive pressure.

But Su Yan, who had already obtained an offensive opportunity, didn't even look at Ma Long; after bumping Kobe away, he pulled up for a jump shot.

Although Karl Ma Long's long arms sealed over, the basketball flew out above his fingertips, far from where he could touch it.

A mid-range shot near the rim.

Under the 【Intermediate Mid-Range Throw】, this had a terrifying shooting accuracy.

Once an opportunity appeared, it would be unstoppable.

"Swish!"

In again.

Su Yan once again pushed away the defense of three people and hit a mid-range shot, scoring two more points.

He had already exploded for 62 points.

It was only one point away from the highest single-game score of 63 points created by Jordan in the playoffs.

4-point difference.

The pressure was still on the Huren Society.

During the transition offense, Kobe pushed forward, also facing Su Yan's defense directly; he couldn't attack at all. Although he was very unwilling, at this moment he also wanted to win the game.

After all, having fought to this point.

If he were to be willful and give up this game again, not only would he not get a championship trophy, but he would also be burdened with a lot of infamy.

"Wow!"

Kobe, who couldn't attack Su Yan, decisively gave the ball with a high lob to O'Neal in the paint.

"Bang!"

As soon as O'Neal got the ball, he charged and rammed into Da Yao's defense; nowadays, Da Yao's physique was still a bit thin.

Of course.

Even if Da Yao were in his prime now, he would not be an opponent for O'Neal, who was also still in his prime.

It would take a few more years.

Wait for O'Neal's state to decline further.

And after Da Yao himself had sublimated both his physical fitness and personal skills, only then could he contend with O'Neal.

Even faintly suppressing O'Neal.

"Drink!"

Amidst Da Yao's shout, he gritted his teeth to confront O'Neal, but he really couldn't withstand it.

In two or three moves.

Confrontation + footwork, O'Neal easily tore through Da Yao's defense and arrived at his comfortable scoring area.

"No choice!"

Da Yao gritted his teeth; since he couldn't defend O'Neal, seeing O'Neal about to jump to score and boost the Huren Society's morale.

He made a prompt decision.

He immediately hugged O'Neal with his whole body.

"Beep..."

The referee's whistle blew; Da Yao committed a tactical foul, sending O'Neal to the free-throw line.

O'Neal's free throws.

How?

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Hitting the iron consecutively.

O'Neal, who didn't like to train, still had strong dominance, but these two missed free throws at a critical moment were also the price he had to pay.

Still a 4-point difference.

There was only a minute or so left.

Facing the infinitely rampant Emperor Su of the Bulls, facing the "current first shooting guard" Su Yan who had exploded for 62 points, the Huren Society was at the end of its rope!!!