You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 432 Jedi Counterattack
"Maybe before today, you didn't know who he was."

"But after today, his name will remain in our hearts forever!"

"Chris Robinson, Western Kentucky, six-foot-six, 2."

"Eastern Conference Finals Game [-], third quarter, against Michael Jordan"

That three-pointer was just telling Jordan that he was a nobody, but not someone who would stand still and let him whip him.

Four three-pointers.

No one could believe that this guy, who hadn't played for one second in the previous six games, could make a mess in front of the flying man and miraculously scored four three-pointers.

76 is better than 61
By the end of the third quarter, a large portion of Bulls fans were desperate.

What made them even more desperate was that in the last minute of the third quarter, in order to chase Mo Mengchen, Jordan threw himself out. He broke his eyebrows, but he did not prevent the former from counterattacking and scoring.

Jordan could only temporarily leave the field to deal with the wound between his eyebrows.

The fourth quarter began in this desperate situation.

The Bulls, who had the right to start the ball, went full fire as soon as they came up. Mo Mengchenfei made a layup and scored his 38th personal point tonight, and by the way, pulled the point difference to 17 points.

For the Bulls, everyone is nervous.

The general manager Jerry Krause, who was traveling with the team, could no longer care about the conflicts between him, the players, and the coaching staff, and looked at Jordan with concern.

The team doctor has helped Jordan treat the wound and put a small bandage on his eyebrow.

Three minutes into the fourth quarter.

80 to 64, the Bulls trailed by 16 point.

"Maybe, that's it." Klaus has long wanted to rebuild. If it weren't for Jordan's insistence, Pippen would have been traded by him for McGrady.

If it weren't for Jordan's persistence, the Bulls wouldn't be here.

Because of Jordan's persistence, this troubled team has overcome all obstacles to fight here, and played the seventh game with the youngest and possibly the strongest team in the East.

In terms of strength, the Pistons are definitely above the Bulls.

They are just too young, the Bulls had a chance to send them home at home, but
Klaus looked at No. 9 of the Pistons, the young man who rose like a comet, who was ignored during the draft, and with his hard work, he reversed the fate of being devastated by injuries, stood here again, led the team to rise, Bulls cornered man.

Mo Mengchen wanted to make the bull desperate.

Pippen missed a 13-pointer and he grabbed the rebound, his [-]th of the night.

Having scored 38 points, 13 rebounds and 9 assists, he dribbled to the frontcourt. Harper's defense was only half a second slower, and it was over.

The three separated their fingers, and gliding away along the position pointed by the gun-hole-like index finger.

"Shh!"

83 is better than 64
"Can this one send Detroit to the Finals?"

The Bulls requested a timeout, and Jordan was brought back on the court with this timeout.

The mighty flying man doesn't seem to be in a good condition, his spirit is not as good as before, and the bandage on his brow has weakened his spirit even more, but he never wants to give up.

This game is far from over.

Back from the timeout, Jordan proved this with practical actions.

Jordan dribbles in like an assassin, the crowd gathers, even Hill shrinks, and there are probably three people chasing him.

He threw the two away with a jump, ignoring Hill's block, and scored with a big fadeaway jumper.

66 is better than 83
Jordan clenched his fist and yelled, "Back to defense!"

Before Jordan came on, the Bulls were hopeless.

After Jordan came back, they only had a glimmer of life again.

Just relying on a glimmer of hope, they will use their best.

The referees would sympathize with the lagging side, and even condoned their rough defensive moves. These moves were likely to be called fouls in the first three quarters. Now, they used this move to force Mo Mengchen to make a mistake.

Then fight back.

68 is better than 83
This is the home court of the Pistons, and Mo Mengchen will never let the opponent take advantage of the referee.

He reminded his teammates: "Don't retreat, confront them, they are just a bunch of old men, we are stronger than them!"

In 9 minutes, can they chase 19 points?

No one thought about this issue, and Jordan suddenly stood in front of Mo Mengchen.

Harper turned to match up with Houston.

Didn't Jordan know that Harper couldn't guard Houston?Why did he do this?His defense can indeed limit Mo Mengchen, but Houston is not what Harper can limit.

Mo Mengchen passed the ball to the CIC King.

Mo Mengchen ignored one point.

Mentality—Houston is not like at the beginning of the series. His self-confidence was destroyed by Jordan, and he could not play 10 points out of 5 points. Even if he was replaced by Harper, he would not be sure to score.

The passed ball was passed back exactly as it was.

"Your teammates are unreliable." Jordan's voice was as cold as steel.

Mo Mengchen passed Jordan with his speed, stopped for a jump shot, but still missed.

This round was played too anxiously, and there was no room for preparation at all. The Bulls, who took down the defensive rebound, fought back again.

Hill returned to the defense with all his strength. He ran fast, faster than Pippen, after all, he was younger.

Pippen received the pass from behind and glared at Hill fiercely. The two came to the penalty area at the same time and took off together.

Pippen's position is better, the charge is more aggressive, and the right hand raises the ball, completely beyond the highest height that Hill can touch.

BOOM!

The whistle blows, the goal goes in, 2+1.

The Pistons call for a timeout, and Vinier Johnson and Kenny Smith look at each other.

They see similar messages in each other's eyes.

This game is hard to say again.

Counting Pippen's unexecuted free throws, the Bulls chased for 2 points in 7 minutes.

This speed is too fast. If the Pistons don't break the scoring shortage as soon as possible, the 19-point advantage is not enough for the opponent to chase.

Although Frause called a timeout, he had no countermeasures.

Strengthen defense, ensure the success rate of offense, and increase off-ball running.

That's all he can say. These words sound clear, but they are very abstract concepts on the court, because everyone will say the truth, but how to practice it?
Before Pippen made a free throw, he deliberately delayed for a few seconds.

Then he threw the ball with an extremely stiff touch. This shot would definitely not go in. Mo Mengchen saw through his purpose at a glance. He could only stand outside the three-point line and watch the ball.

Pippen's free throw hit the rim and flew toward Rodman's spot.

Rodman jumped up and was lifted into the air at the same time as Barkley.

Barkley just wanted to accept the rebound, but Rodman re-pointed the ball and brought the ball to the most favorable position step by step. This process lasted for two or three seconds. Finally, he scooped the ball into his arms In the middle, as soon as he landed, he threw the outside line without waiting for Hill to draw the ball.

Jordan got an open shot and made a three-pointer.

"Shh!"

The Palace of Auburn Hills was silent.

73 is better than 83
Within 2 minute, the point difference narrowed to 10 points.

There are 7 minutes left in the game.

Panic spread among the players, and they didn't know what to do.

Mo Mengchen picked up the ball and threw it to the helpless Barkley.

Now may not be a good time, but if they don't give it a go, the Bulls will blow them away.

The more critical the moment, the more incomprehensible the Bulls will be.

The Bulls who owned Jordan only lost once in the 90s. That was in 1995. Jordan, who had just finished playing baseball, lost to the Magic, and they had their revenge the following year.

Because of the constant victory, there will always be pride in my heart.

But this kind of pride is definitely not the kind of arrogant and arrogant, but the pride of "how could we lose?"

Mo Mengchen has always had this feeling that they still lack something, which is exactly what the Bulls have, and this is also the key factor that distinguishes this dynasty team from other teams.

Mo Mengchen dribbled the ball to the front court, and Hill ran to his side.

He knew that only Mo Mengchen could break the crisis.

Only then can Hill understand what Mo Mengchen said to him on weekdays.

Why practice three-pointers?Why study something you are not good at?Why be perfect?

Because only by making yourself perfect can your opponent be invulnerable.

Hill, who has major flaws on the offensive end, can only play a supporting role tonight.

In a blink of an eye, Mo Mengchen used the pick-and-roll to pass Harper.

Pippen followed, trying to entangle.

You're too slow, redneck!
Once again, Mo Mengchen passed Pippen who wanted to make up the defense in an instant, rushed to the penalty area like a phantom, and made a layup.

85 is better than 73
"Mo!"

"Mo!"

"Mo!"

The teammates retreated with Mo Mengchen.

Mo Mengchen stopped at the top of the three-point arc and shouted: "Is our defense bad? No, we can run and jump better than them, and we are younger than these damned old men. Guard them to death!"

"YES!!!"

The Bulls encountered the same situation as the Pistons on the defensive end, and the conduction ball has been unable to derive opportunities.

If you want to score, you can only rely on the personal ability of the star.

This person should be Jordan.

It should be Jordan, too.

But how can there be so many things that should be taken for granted on the basketball court?They chose Pipen, and Pipen shot Hill from beyond the three-point line at the last second.

In the way he is least adept at.

Hill looked back.

Swish!
"This is the difference between you and me. I dare to bear it, but you dare not!"

Pippen yelled.

Reason told Hill that he couldn't imitate Pippen, he didn't have any touch tonight, and he must not shoot outside the three-point line.

Mo Mengchen has been waiting for Hill to ask for the ball.

He'd like to see Hill growling from the three-point line for him to pass the damn ball.

He promises that he will pass the ball.

Hand feel is no reason for you to back down, Grant.

Mo Mengchen bent down, and his teammates had helped him open up space, changed direction, accelerated, and pierced through Old Harper's defense with a piercing step.

Ahead, like a shadow, Rodman roared and blocked Mo Mengchen's layup.

"NOOO!"

When Mo Mengchen got up from the ground, the bull had already fought back.

78 is better than 85
"Sister, will Dr. Mo and the others lose?"

Looking at the helpless Mo Mengchen, Adrian asked.

The Pistons still led by 7 points, but Adrian asked this question.

This is also the common aspiration of everyone in the audience.

Will they lose?
Ephraim had no confidence. She could only say, "I believe they can win."

(End of this chapter)