Chapter 62 In the last 38 seconds, the alley-oop tied!

Author: Chang'an Bujuan Township

Chapter 62 In the last 38 seconds, the alley-oop tied!

In the last 6 and a half minutes of the last quarter, Lu Feng hit a double layup and scored 89:94, giving the SuperSonics a 5-point lead.

Lu Feng turned around, looked at Jordan and curled his lips, his eyes full of teasing. Jordan showed no sign of weakness, frowned and glared back, his eyes spitting fire.

Lu Feng: Danzi, how is my elbow?

Jordan: If you say elbow, let's elbow it, elbow it and see!

Lu Feng: "44:43, Mike, I am in the lead now!"

Jordan: "Seriously, are you sure I have the ball now?"

45° to the left, Jordan got the ball, backed Lu Feng, and used his all-purpose post-up singles!

He suddenly turned around and raised his hands to shoot. Lu Feng raised his hands high. Jordan suddenly took the ball back and jumped back. Lu Feng moved sideways and retreated...

Jordan stuck out his tongue, first gave Lu Feng an elbow, then bent his knees and suddenly stopped, made a pivot with his right foot, turned around clockwise and jumped up - turning over and shooting a jumper, oh!

"Your defense is too bad, kid. It's better for someone else to come over!"

Lu Feng touched his chest where he had been elbowed, and shook his head helplessly. Jordan had too many small skills, and he could score in every position, so it was really difficult to guard against him.

With his physical condition, he is definitely the only person in the SuperSonics who is suitable to guard Jordan. Although Ron Harper can also guard Jordan, his lateral movement is slightly inferior to Lu Feng, and he cannot limit Jordan's breakthrough.

On the next ball, Lu Feng changed his direction and turned around to take Jordan away with one step. Facing the double defense, he passed the ball to Polynis who was left open. Polynis turned around and hit the board with a small hook - touch!

"Michael Jordan, he blocked Polynice!"

While the commentator shouted loudly, Lu Feng was also chasing Jordan with all his strength. Jordan took a step straight into the free throw line, took off directly, and after gliding for a distance, Jordan slammed the ball into the basket, and he also hit it due to inertia.

On the sponge pillar.

"Honestly, Jordan completed a one-step gliding dunk from the free throw line. This is Michael Jordan, this is our 'Flying Man'!"

"The game is coming to an end, and when everyone else is having a physical crisis, Jordan is different from others. He continues to fly as if his physical fitness never fails!"

…

"Roar!!!"

Jordan yelled, looked back at Lu Feng, stretched out two fingers, first pointed at his own eyes, and then pointed at the other party.

"Lark, please remember, never provoke Michael Jordan, I will always keep an eye on you!"

Lu Feng chuckled coldly, shrugged, and did not reply.

On the next ball, as soon as Lu Feng broke through inside, Pippen immediately came up to help defend. Facing the double-team that Piccio and the two were about to complete, Lu Feng immediately passed the ball to Sam Perkins. Pippen saw

Lu Feng passed the ball and quickly took a big step back to Sam Perkins.

Sam Perkins was startled by Pippen's terrifying lateral speed. Instead of taking a shot, he passed the ball to Ron Harper who ran out of position.

Ron Harper missed the mid-range shot, Grant grabbed the rebound, and the SuperSonics offense failed!

Back to the Bulls' offensive round, Jordan was still the main attacker after receiving the ball. Jordan grabbed the ball with one hand and put it behind his back, staring at Lu Feng.

"I said, I will keep an eye on you, Lark, and then we will start to overtake you!"

"The score is still three points away, Mike, your three-point shot is not as powerful as your mouth!"

"Then give me a good look!"

Jordan suddenly raised the ball to his head and stood on tiptoe. Lu Feng stretched out his hand to interfere.

However, seeing Lu Feng coming up, Jordan immediately put the ball down, bent down, and swatted the ball forward!

Lu Feng expected that Jordan was going to fake a move, so he didn't jump up. He regained his center of gravity and immediately moved sideways to keep up with the opponent. The triple-threat fake shot was Jordan's signature!

Jordan expected that his fake moves would not deceive Lu Feng, so he suddenly changed his direction, took a big step forward with his left foot to the right, blocked Lu Feng with his waist and abdomen, and jumped straight in!

Lu Feng couldn't control Jordan's first step, and neither could anyone else. Although Jordan's long legs would affect his lateral movement and direction, it also gave him a historic first step.

!

What's more, he not only has physical talent, but his breakthrough skills are also top-notch in history. He used his waist to block Lu Feng to break through. Even if Lu Feng could react, he would be unable to exert force because his core was stuck, and he could only watch him kill himself.

Enter the inside lane!

Lu Feng: What a cheap trick. I learned it and will try it next time!

Jordan broke into the paint, and Sam Perkins immediately moved up to block him. Then Jordan passed the ball to Pippen with a blind pass behind his head!

Pippen got the ball from beyond the three-point line and took the shot without any hesitation!

Lu Feng ran over and tried to block the shot, but was a step too late. He could only watch the basketball fly past his fingertips...

Swish - 94:94, the score is tied!

When Lu Feng saw Pippen make a three-pointer, he curled his lips in discomfort. Pippen suddenly regained his touch, catching the Sonics off guard.

During the Bulls' first three championships, Pippen was the Bulls' third-leading three-point shooter, equal to Jordan.

In the post-Triple Crown period, due to the retirement of Craig Hodges and the selection of Armstrong by the Raptors, Pippen became the Bulls' main three-point shooter.

So what is his shooting percentage? During the post-Triple Crown period, Pippen averaged more than 5 three-pointers per game, and his shooting percentage basically hovered around 34%, ranking last in the Bulls. When the three-point line was shortened, it was also inaccurate, even

Not as good as Jordan!

The reason why his three-pointers look accurate is simply because he shoots them a lot.

It is precisely because he always likes to shoot three-pointers that he was called a softie in the 1990s. But in fact, he is still very good defensively and is not soft at all. It is a pity that he did not learn to beat his chest and roar, otherwise he might be able to

Be a tough guy!

"Did you see it, Lark, we are about to overtake him!"

"Oh, you didn't make this shot. Mike, your three-pointer is still just as bad, isn't it? You don't even dare to shoot in front of me!"

"You never tire of being deceitful, kid. I'm not like you. I can't do anything but score. I'm not only better at scoring, I'm also better at passing the ball than you!" Jordan looked at Lu Feng, smiled disdainfully, and continued: "Average per game after one season.

The No. 1 position with only 4 assists? Haha, what a joke!"

"Forget it, I've never seen you play at the No. 1 position, randomly passing the ball to your teammates just to get a triple-double?" Lu Feng spread his hands, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and replied: "The most important thing is

What’s wrong is that you haven’t emerged yet, and then in the playoffs, even if you switch to the No. 1 position, you still can’t beat Isaiah!”

"Your three-pointers are terrible, Mike. If it were me, I would have passed the Pistons long ago. Why don't you practice your damn three-pointers more?" Lu Feng paused and continued: "Oh.

, No, you seem to have practiced, shooting many times in the past two seasons..."

Lu Feng looked at Jordan and said jokingly: "But it's just a matter of practice. Your three-point shooting has become even worse than before. Damn it, someone actually fell to the same team three times in a row. Mike, you're like

They said the same thing, he’s a softie!”

"Fake, you bastard kid with no hair on his mouth, what are you talking about!"

Lu Feng and Jordan were getting closer and closer, with their heads tilted and talking trash to each other...

Although Lu Feng is a few centimeters shorter than Jordan, he has no intention of admitting defeat in terms of momentum.

"Fuck, you don't even have a hair, you have no right to say that to me!"

…

The two of them yelled at each other on the court, and their teammates quickly ran up to pull them apart. The referee called a timeout in time to stabilize the situation.

When the fans at the scene saw the conflict between the two, they also booed and sprayed all kinds of words towards the Bulls.

"Mike, you are a softie. You will never be able to beat the Pistons bad boy, and you can't beat Luck either!"

"Poor guys from Chicago, get out of here, trash like you are not welcome in Seattle!"

"Damn nigger, go back to the plantation, that's where you belong!"

The audience looked at the fan who cursed nigger... Well, this fan is also a black man.

The black fans saw everyone around them looking at them and asked loudly: "I wiped my bro. Is there anything wrong with what I said? Those niggas who don't even want to take a shower and are covered in germs, shouldn't they answer their questions?"

Plantation?”

Other fans: Yes, yes, everything you said is right, brother!

Others: Confirmed, this is a grape person, don’t mess with him!

After the court order was restored, Seattle attacked, and Lu Feng faced Jordan with the ball.

Lu Feng continued to dribble with his hips, his eyes fixed on Jordan. Jordan also angrily wanted to teach Lu Feng a lesson.

After Lu Feng finished dribbling, he suddenly swatted the ball to the left and twisted his waist at the same time...

Jordan stretched out his hand to steal, but failed to catch it. Lu Feng took the ball back and turned around to avoid his outstretched hand. Jordan moved laterally to catch up again, only to find that Lu Feng had made another turn!

Lu Feng turned around to combine the ball, then turned around, and after distanced himself from Jordan, he took a two-point shot—whew!

"Mike, it seems you still can't stop me from scoring. Now we are in the lead again!"

Jordan looked at Lu Feng angrily and replied: "Damn it, you can only use these little tricks!"

Lu Feng spread his hands and said: "So what, I can deceive you and throw the ball in, that's enough!"
To be continued...