Hill flew to make a layup in the middle;

O'Neal responded with a low-post turn and picked the basket, Terry Mills couldn't defend him at all.

Hill fought back and then went in.

Hardaway broke through and ate Mo Mengchen raw to get the shark's pass. The latter dunked violently, which caused bursts of exclamations on the scene.

The third section is basically Devil Mountain VS Shark and Penny.

Hill did everything he could do, both offense and defense, to the extreme, 14 points in a single quarter, and gave everything to maintain the gap at 10 points.

After three quarters, the Magic led the Pistons 11 points 71 to 60.

At this time, Hill had scored 28 points, 11 rebounds and 6 assists.

He was exhausted and urgently needed help.

If there is a scoring point like Alan Houston on the court at this time, his pressure will be much less.

Hill also wanted to know if Houston could play, but his eyes fell on team doctor David Wise.

Wise said: "It depends on Alan himself. He has a sprained ankle, but he has no bones. He can walk freely. If he comes on the court with an injury, his injury is at risk of exacerbation."

Hearing Wise said this, Hill no longer thought about letting Houston play with injuries.

However, Houston has an extremely strong desire to go out.

"Let me fight! I'm fine, I can fight! I can't sit here and watch them get beaten up!" Houston shouted.

Mo Mengchen said, "Sit down."

"Tell them I can hold on, I can continue to fight!" Houston said excitedly, grabbing Mo Mengchen's arm.

"You can certainly play, but you will take a huge risk for it. We can't let you take the risk of playing games, you're just sitting off the court."

At this moment, O'Neal turned into a fierce beast. After pick-and-roll, he ran down instantly. He knew that doing so could create scoring opportunities.

Hill misplaced defense to him and took a defensive move.

Any experienced and skilled defender knows how to feed the center in this situation, but seeing O'Neal raise his hand high, Hardaway teleports with a hook.

Hill did nothing, and O'Neal was loaded with a bomb at the foot, and instantly burst into pieces, smashing his hands and deducting points.

73 to 60

"The difference between points has reached 13 points. Will this be the watershed in this game?" Thurin asked.

"It's hard to say whether it's a watershed, but it must be a moment worth remembering, as if we should remember that the first person to enter space was Gagarin, although he was a Soviet..."

Walton was tying, Hill was looking for a ball to Mo Mengchen.

His revenge was very fierce, and he instantly passed the defender, then dodged the trolley under the basket, avoided the Shark's block, avoided Grant's interference, and scored a layup from an extremely tricky angle.

In many view, this is Hill's first step in saving the piston.

If he can maintain such a performance until the end, the significance of this game is no less than Jordan's "the shot" back then.

Unfortunately, this is not the beginning of the Pistons' Jedi counterattack, but Hill's final struggle.

O'Neal received the ball again at the low post, and he fiercely knocked away Mills and dunked in double teams.

"They fouled!" O'Neal yelled.

Even at home of the Magic, the referee will sympathize with O'Neal's opponent, just like a neutral commentator will always favor the weaker side for the performance, so will the referee.

Because O'Neal was too strong at the low post, the referee's standard for him to be fouled was very high.

Hill tried his best, but unfortunately, his oil storage seemed to have been exhausted.

He broke through Denis Scott again, and the opponent's defense was surprisingly bad, which is why he averaged 25 points per game in this series that was 5 points higher than the regular season.

Facing this opponent who was beaten countless times by him, Hill's heart was not in a state of chaos and he was ready to break through.

The first step was still so fast that it was hard to blink. It was also the moment when he broke through the defense line that Nick Anderson made up and cut off Hill's ball just like stealing Jordan in the semi-finals last year.

"Nick stole the ball!"

"Nick's fast attack!"

"Slam dunk! 76 to 61, the difference reached 15 points. It only took 3 minutes in the fourth quarter, and the difference reached 15 points. The Pistons requested a timeout!"

"It seems that Orlando is about to pocket the victory."

Walton was not surprised by this. It is true that he liked Momonchen and Hill, but it is also true that Magic is far stronger than the Pistons.

It would be incredible enough to play this series.

Hill was sweating profusely, his physical fitness and ability to withstand reached the limit. The 15-point difference put him under heavy pressure.

Anyway, he is just a 24-year-old young man, but now he is carrying the entire team forward in the playoffs.

It goes without saying that he can no longer carry it.

With O'Neal and Hardaway joining forces, his vitality alone is unsustainable.

Collins was also panicked. If it weren't for Hill, the Pistons might have been beaten into garbage time in the third quarter.

"Coach, our inside needs defense."

"And..." Momonchen looked at the depressed Houston, "our outside line needs to add a scoring point."

Collins was stunned: "But...Alan's ankle."

Mo Mengchen stared at the Zhongtou King: "Reassure me that you are only responsible for scoring and retracement."

"Can't I defend?" Houston has never played a game that is not defensive. Although his defense is not good, he defends every round very seriously.

Mo Mengchen really didn't expect him to make this decision.

"I don't know the specific situation of your ankle, so you can no longer move sideways, which will add a huge burden to your ankle. If you don't accept it, you can't play. If you are worried about the injury, you can also reject my proposal, I understand." Mo Mengchen said.

Houston knew how resistant Mo Mengchen was to play with an injury.

If even Mo Mengchen proposed to let him play with injuries, you can imagine how far this game has reached, and they have been forced into a desperate situation.

Houston nodded and said, "I agree!"

Collins sighed in his heart, then replaced Houston and Ratliff.

When Houston agreed to play with an injury, Mo Mengchen was not surprised because he knew that this simple-minded guy would not consider so many consequences.

Knowing that this would happen, Mo Mengchen was still a little touched until it happened.

"It's not over yet," Mo Mengchen whispered, "at least not over now."

Ratliff serves Momonchen.

Houston started running, and ankle injury affected his movements. It can be seen that his running speed was much slower than usual.

Even so, he is still the best off-ball player in the team.

He received two covers along the way, Houston was at a high position on the left, and Mo Mengchen passed it in place.

Swish!

53 to 76

"I really didn't expect that you were still persevering." Hardaway said with a smile.

Mo Mengchen said: "If we did anything that made you have the idea that we would give up on the game, I regret it."

Hardaway's speed slowed down. He was selling flaws and trying to lure Mo Mengchen into stealing.

Mo Mengchen stared at his ball, and he would never be deceived by such an obvious flaw. The ball that seemed to be within reach was actually separated from him by a natural barrier. If he took action rashly, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"It's so boring, don't you have any adventurous spirit?"

As soon as the penny finished speaking, he suddenly passed to the right.

Momonchen turned his head and found that Nick Anderson was outside the three-point line, and Houston was caught by Grant with cover.

Anderson made a three-pointer.

"The ball has entered!"

79 to 53

The score gap continued to widen, and the fans at the scene were cheering, as if the victory of the game had been accepted.

"It's so desperate!" said Thurin, "I feel desperate for them."

"Sorry," Houston said to his teammates.

"It's not the time to apologize." Momonchen threw the ball to Ratliff. "Once Shaq catches the ball at the low post, you immediately foul."

Ratliff couldn't understand: "Then didn't he go directly to the free throw line? The fouls have arrived."

Mo Mengchen's eyes were cold and he said with certainty: "I just want him to go to the free throw line."

"Wow, your eyes are so scary. Are you angry? But can that change anything? Look at the score, you will definitely lose!"

The big lead made the penny feel extremely relaxed.

Mo Mengchen likes to tease him, but coincidentally, Penny likes to do this too.
To be continued...