NBA bench saves national team

Intermission is over soon.

The second half of the game is about to begin.

The starting players of both sides took off their training clothes and prepared to go on stage.

On the side of the Thunder, Qin Feng is impressively on the list.

The fans at the scene boiled instantly and began to shout Qin Feng's name frantically.

"There's an urgent announcement. The Thunder officially announced that Qin Feng is still suffering from a high fever, and his body temperature is still at 38.4 degrees!"

"But Qin Feng decided to play in the second half of the game with illness! I don't know how he will finish the second half of the game? Can he lead the team to complete the reversal and stage the return of the king?"

"Let's wait and see together!"

Barkley said excitedly, his eyes fixed on Qin Feng, full of expectation.

The Knicks players were stunned when they saw Qin Feng appear on the stage.

Then, everyone turned their eyes to Xiaosi in unison.

He said during the intermission that even if Qin Feng played, the Thunder would definitely not be the opponent of the Knicks.

At that time, everyone was absolutely sure that Qin Feng would not appear in this game, so they all echoed.

As long as Qin Feng is absent from this game, they can say whatever they want.

But now that Qin Feng is on the stage, the situation is different. They are more or less afraid.

After all, under the shadow of a famous tree, Qin Feng is famous in the nba, who would tremble three times seeing it?

Stoudemire stood there dumbfounded, his back soaked in cold sweat instantly.

Didn't you say you missed the game?

What the hell is playing again now?

Finished!

The intermission in the locker room was too aggressive.

I'm going to be slapped in the face now!

A bunch of thoughts flooded into his mind, causing Stoudemire's brain to stop thinking.

Then, Barkley's voice rang through the arena.

The Knicks players all relaxed when they heard this, it turned out that they were fighting sick!

Then there is nothing to fear.

"Guys, since Qin Feng gave us the opportunity to abuse him, everyone must seize it!"

"Win this game and abuse Qin Feng. Our Knicks team will become the most focused team in the world."

Stoudemire quickly calmed down, and then excitedly said to everyone.

The rest of the players also nodded, and their mentality changed again. From being afraid of Qin Feng just now, they became full of fighting spirit.

Anthony also nodded with a serious expression, then turned to look at Qin Feng.

Is the return of the king?

Do not!

This is your own stage!

It's time for your king to return!

Since this Huaxia player doesn't know what is good or bad, then become my stepping stone!

The second half of the game officially started.

The Knicks took the lead in attacking.

Billups stood at the top of the arc to organize the offense.

Anthony actively asked for the ball, and shot a three-pointer directly after receiving the basketball.

bang.

The basketball bounced out of the basket.

After Chandler grabbed the rebound, he subconsciously looked for Qin Feng's figure, but he saw Qin Feng running towards the front court without looking back, and his back was still a little staggering.

Without hesitation, he quickly passed the ball to Westbrook, who dribbled the ball past half court.

Waiting for Qin Feng to use the cover to run to the top of the arc, and then pass the ball over.

The hearts of the fans became tense in an instant. They could all see that Qin Feng was not in good condition. Not only did he move slowly on the field, but he even staggered a little.

So, can Qin Feng really stand up and save the team?

Before this thought flashed in his mind, Qin Feng threw the basketball against Fields' defense.

The basketball arced high.

Swish.

Hollow into the net.

In an instant, the audience cheered.

It has to be Qin Feng!

The sick performance is so tough, he is indeed the strongest player in the NBA.

The Knicks attack.

Billups dribbled the ball halfway, still looking for Anthony's figure, the intention was too obvious, completely ignoring the existence of other players.

When he saw Anthony running out of space, Billups flicked his wrist and passed the basketball.

Snapped!

Qin Feng jumped out like a ghost, easily stole the ball, then set off a fast break, dribbled the ball halfway, stopped outside the three-point line, and shot another three-pointer.

The basketball arced high.

Swish.

Hit again.

"Two three-pointers in a row! Qin Feng used his strength to explain why he is the strongest offensive player in NBA history. Even though he was sick, he still played an unimaginable incomprehensible performance and dominated the court."

Barkley said excitedly and stood up directly.

This is Qin Feng!

So terrifying.

"Great players are always similar. Qin Feng's performance reminded me of Michael Jordan back then. He couldn't even stand upright when he had diarrhea and high fever, but he still played a dominant performance in the game. The team won the game!"

Van Gundy said, with a gleam in his eyes.

Now, Qin Feng is doing the same thing and achieving the same greatness.

"Guys, what are you doing? Let a patient do whatever he wants? Keep an eye on him!"

D'Antoni said a little angrily, very dissatisfied with the performance of the players.

"Fields, don't give him another shot."

Stoudemire also shouted anxiously.

Fields nodded, but felt a little unhappy.

It's obviously Stoudemire who pretended to be better than you, why do you want me to pay the bill now?

Everyone knows what kind of strength Qin Feng is, can I guard against it?

Although he complained, Fields still stared at Qin Feng conscientiously, not giving him a chance to attack easily.

This time, Billups passed the basketball to Stoudemire in the penalty area.

Stoudemire looked happy, finally it was his turn to attack!

Time to wreak havoc in the Oklahoma City zone.

With his back to Chandler, he made a series of feints and then turned around unexpectedly for a jumper.

Chandler couldn't react in time, and was a beat late. Even if he took off with all his strength to block the block, he couldn't intercept the ball.

Right now.

Another figure flew out from behind Chandler, it was Qin Feng.

I saw that Qin Feng jumped nearly half of Chandler's head, raised his hand, and slapped the basketball away.

Stoudemire was dumbfounded and his scalp was numb.

Is this him!

This is the sick number?

Flying hat ah!

Can the patient do this?

This Huaxia player is not pretending to be sick!

As soon as he was in a hurry, various thoughts flooded into Stoudemire's mind.

But then Qin Feng's idea of ​​pretending to be sick was rejected by him, because it was completely unnecessary.

The basketball was snatched by Durant, and he dribbled quickly past halftime and stopped outside the three-point line to shoot a three-pointer.

Boom!

The basketball bounced out of the frame.

Durant looked embarrassed.

Since participating in the three-point contest, his three-point shots seem to be cursed, and his shooting percentage is astonishingly low.

At this time, he saw Qin Feng, who was wearing the No. 23 Thunder jersey, rushed to the penalty area like lightning, jumped up high, grabbed the basketball with one hand in the air, and smashed the ball into the basket.

Make up points! !

This supplementary deduction once again pushed the atmosphere of the scene to a climax!

"The God of War is alive! Qin Feng is like the God of War, dragging his sick body and bursting out with amazing energy."

"He is not only at the top of the technical level, but also the spirit of the Thunder team is fierce. A look can make a downcast teammate full of fighting spirit, and a look can make a proud opponent uneasy. The more adversity we are in, The more Qin Feng can explode the energy beyond the limits of human beings, this is the God of War!"

Barkley said excitedly in a trembling voice, not only impressed by Qin Feng's performance, but also by the spirit he displayed.

Van Gundy took the opportunity to "Blow Qin" and shouted:

"This is the real return of the king!"

"Thunder's game is stable!"