Reborn in the 96 golden generation

Chapter 107 Fudged by Jordan

"119:110", the West led the East by as many as 9 points, and Jordan, who was in a hurry, had to switch to Sprewell.

This time, Sprewell calmed down a little bit. After all, Jordan is a superstar with excellent offense and defense, and his physical fitness and defensive skills are so good that they are off the charts.

After Jordan got the ball, he continued to turn on the singles mode, using his explosive body and fiery touch, shooting from inside and outside, and hitting repeatedly.

On the other hand, in the west, Zhou Yu kept his promise to O'Neal, and even if he broke into the penalty area, he would give the ball to O'Neal selflessly.

It's a pity that O'Neal didn't feel good, and the sexy little hook hit the iron repeatedly, causing the score to be gradually overtaken by the Eastern Conference.

With only 3 minutes and 06 seconds left before the end of the game, the two sides battled to "126:126" and returned to the same starting line.

At this moment, Zhou Yu couldn't care much. If the West lost, there would be no VP.

Fortunately, none of his system skills are useful, so they can be used to decide the victory.

Facing Pippen's close defense, he first activated Barkley's "one push to the bottom" skill, swung his butt away, and kept pushing Pippen hard.

Pippen's expression was in pain, as if he had eaten something indigestible, he backed up again and again, and finally took a big step back.

Zhou Yu, who exerted too much force, had a lot of fun. He sat down on the ground, and the ball went out of the baseline.

The East immediately launched an offensive. Jordan's breakthrough with the ball was still unstoppable, but this time he did not choose to shoot, but passed the ball to Webber who was pulled to the middle distance.

Seeing that no one was defending, Weber chose to take a calm shot.

But he ignored Zhou Yu who had activated the "chasing and blocking" skill on one side. Zhou Yu turned on his horsepower, took three steps and made two steps at a time, and finally used a flying dive to cover the ball that Weber had just thrown.

After Sprewell grabbed the ball, he quickly advanced with the ball, and Zhou Yu and Payton stepped forward to respond.

As Jordan, Pippen, and Hardaway returned to defense in time, a three-on-three frontcourt was formed.

Sprewell showed the true qualities of a "madman", constantly changing directions with the ball, without any intention of slowing down, and finally used powerful elbow strength to directly push Jordan out of the baseline and made a layup.

"Damn it! That's fine too!" Zhou Yu exclaimed for a while. Unexpectedly, there are still people who dare to play so arrogantly in front of Jordan.

In the next round, Jordan was really tired and his head was full of sweat, but he still insisted on attacking with the ball, because the Eastern Stars were all pointing at him to serve.

This time, after he passed Payton by turning around and feinting, he chose to slip to the bottom line. O'Neill and Kemp rushed to block it.

Jordan was forced to almost step on the line, and finally used a cool pull-bar switch to hook the ball into the basket.

"128:128", the two sides drew again, the game was so tense that it was suffocating, the audience had no shit, and they all watched the movement on the field with bated breath.

Zhou Yu knew in his heart that he couldn't defend against Jordan. If he wanted to defeat Jordan and the Eastern Conference, he had to attack with all his strength.

After being fucked by Pippen, this time he chose Ewing's "rabbit jumper" skill, which looks ugly but is extremely useful.

Especially in the face of Pippen's close defense, he can stand up and make jump shots.

Pippen saw that Zhou Yu dared to pull a jumper in the face-to-face situation, scolded Zhou Yu with contempt, and then turned around to grab the rebound.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yu's shot went directly into the net, which made him dumbfounded for a moment.

"130:128", the West once again took a two-point lead.

"Louis, it seems that Wang Zhizhi really has the strength to challenge Jordan, and he actually fought against Jordan."

Smith on the commentary seat praised.

"Smith, although Wang Zhizhi's performance in this game was amazing, I still don't think he can compare with Jordan. Occasionally hitting two goals is all due to luck."

Louis pouted.

"Not necessarily, Jordan seems to be really tired, he doesn't even have the energy to scold his teammates, but Wang Zhizhi seems to be physically strong, and he still has the energy to tell his teammates what to do."

Smith shook his head.

"Smith, how about this? If Wang Zhizhi wins against Jordan in the end, I will eat this table as a cake."

Louis was outraged.

"Well, if Jordan beats Wang Zhizhi, I'll eat the microphone like a popsicle."

Smith laughed.

"Aren't you both annoying? Don't interfere with us watching the game, okay? If you continue to talk nonsense there, I will eat your heads as pigs!"

The fans on the side shouted unbearably.

The two looked at each other, stuck out their tongues at the same time, and then turned their attention back to the arena.

With little time left, Jordan had to insist on playing inside in order to ensure his hit rate.

Known as the "perimeter defense expert", Payton became a scapegoat, turning around and making fake moves and accelerating. Jordan passed him cleanly again, leaving him without a chance to pull his pants.

Jordan, who got close to the penalty area, once again faced the double defense of O'Neal and Kemp, and his chances of making a move were almost zero.

Just when everyone thought that Jordan was about to take advantage of the situation and fly up for a layup, he suddenly stopped and looked straight at the "black twin towers" in front of him.

O'Neill and Kemp looked at each other, both confused, thinking that he had cramps or diarrhea.

While they were in a daze, Jordan started his sky-defying performance again.

I saw him jumping from a height of nearly one meter on the spot, and made an extremely cool layup with a lever in the air. He just avoided the four "bear paws" of O'Neill and Kemp, and sent the ball into the basket .

"130:130", the two sides drew again, and the fans at the scene were extremely excited.

Many male fans took off their shirts and took the risk of "running naked" to cheer for Jordan.Naturally, the female fans were not open enough to take off their shirts, so they had to take off their colorful stockings, and the "seven color ribbons" fluttered in the wind.

Seeing such an "inhuman" performance by Jordan, Zhou Yu felt that he should rely on the three-point connection between himself, Sprewell and O'Neal. Jordan is by no means invincible.

Just as he was strategizing, Jordan suddenly walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly:
"Wang Zhizhi, you are the most outstanding young man I have ever seen, even better than me back then. If you can finish this match head-to-head with an outstanding young man like you, even if you lose, I can fully accept it. "

When Zhou Yu heard it, his blood boiled. Does this sound like what Jordan said? He only has God in his eyes, and other players regard them as worthless.

Thinking of this, he quickly changed his mind and decided to fight Jordan to the end.

"Boss, what did you talk about with that Wang Zhizhi just now? Seeing how excited he is, he's as excited as beating chicken blood."

Pippen walked up to Jordan and asked a little puzzled.

"Just now I just fooled that idiot, saying that he is the most outstanding young man I have ever met, but that idiot really believed it, and it seems that he is ready to fight me to the end."

Jordan smiled slyly.

"Boss, are you sure you can defeat him? That kid's moves are so weird that it's hard to guard against."

Pippen faintly worried.

"Old Pi, thanks to the fact that you won four championships with me, did this small scene scare you? That kid Wang Zhizhi is obviously a "mistake" type, relying on a few luck balls I got a few points by luck, only I am the "real talent and real learning" type, scoring goals depends entirely on strength, there is no element of luck."

Jordan looked confident.

At this time, there is only 1 minute and 13 seconds left before the end of the game. The players on both sides are exhausted and dying. Only Jordan and Zhou Yu are full of glory.

(End of this chapter)