Generation Z Artists

Chapter 223 Finals Game 1, Destroy the World!

Standing in the center of the field, the two sides stared at each other coldly.

Fang Xinghe and O'Neal, Kobe and Jordan, sparks flew, the commentators on the sidelines didn't need any foreplay, it was an instant climax.

"Wow! Look at the fire in their eyes! This is a war of gods!"

"That's right! This is the greatest battle in NBA history, the creators of two three-peat dynasties and the challengers of the next three-peat dynasty, they have finally met at the top!"

"Damn! This kind of battle is the greatest pride of our Republic of Korea's sports world!"

"The final battle on the path to godhood for the Imperial Martial Saint! Tremble, mortals!"

"Dear viewers, this is CCTV5 Sports Channel. We will be bringing you the 2001-2002 NBA Finals, headlined by our famous sports and entertainment star, Fang Xinghe..."

In the broadcast booth, a dense crowd of global media outlets were crammed into a very small area.

The sidelines of the stadium were filled with celebrities.

With more wins, the first game will be played at the Staples Center in Los Angeles, the Lakers' home court.

Therefore, almost all the Hollywood stars who could spare the time attended.

At first glance, there are beauties, beauties, beauties...

Oh, Leonardo DiCaprio, Tom Cruise, Will Smith, and other true superstars are also here, but at this moment, they are just star-studded supporting actors to the four basketball monsters.

"You'd never believe how high the front-row tickets for this game were being resold..."

Coach Zhang's expression was incredibly complicated.

"Rumor has it that the tickets for the row behind the players' seats each cost close to $2. Our little Fang..."

Coach Yang laughed and added, "I can't call him 'Little Fang' anymore, I have to call him 'God Fang' now, hahaha, the number one athlete in China!"

In the realm of literature, Fang Xinghe is nowhere near the top; he has neither awards nor qualifications.

However, in the field of sports, although the championship is still far from being won, its reputation alone is enough to secure its place as the number one in the history of domestic sports.

The starting point for CCTV5's broadcast ratings for this match was 40%.

The main competition has not yet started; it is only in the preparation period, but the viewership rating is already close to breaking 60%.

The evening news? Get out of the way!
The US mainland, however, is not as popular as Asia, with only 4380 million reservations.

It probably reached the level of all basketball fans, and also attracted some people from the other three major leagues who just wanted to join in the fun.

The supporters of the Lakers and the Wizards are roughly evenly split.

OK duo is at the height of their success and deserves this level of recognition.

Danzi is old but still strong, and Fang Xinghe has attracted a large number of female fans who don't watch sports, making him just as popular as Danzi.

This match was incredibly intense from the very first second.

In the jump ball, the Big Shark easily took control of Campbell, while Little Fish picked up the ball and dribbled it forward. Fang Xinghe darted out and shoved the ball at Little Fish!
Crouching low and stealthy, moving with long strides, combining speed and concealment.

Even though Xiaoyu was already on guard against the ball-stealing saint, she still underestimated his explosive power. In a panic, she turned around to protect the ball and tried to hold it with both hands, but she did not expect that the force coming from her side was so fierce that she was accidentally squeezed and staggered.

Snapped!
A crisp sound of the ball being intercepted rang out.

The next instant, a hurricane swept past the little fish.

Fang Xinghe didn't dribble at all; he only dribbled once before taking three steps.

The first step is to position yourself outside the three-point line.

The second step is to step one centimeter outside the free throw line.

The third step is to leap high into the air and glide through the sky.

"A dunk?!"

Commentators around the world gasped in surprise at the same moment, and then they realized that the distance might not be enough.

"impossible?"

To dunk while standing on the free-throw line, the required jumping ability, height, and wingspan are extremely impressive.

To date, only Julius Erving, Michael Jordan, and Brent Barry have accomplished this move, and they are all super combinations of static and dynamic talents.

No one underestimated Fang Xinghe's explosive power, but his static stats were ultimately too "mediocre".

Actually, "mediocre" is a polite way of saying it; a more accurate description would be "terrible."

Height and wingspan are truths in the basketball world at any position, unless... truth is matched against a cheater.

Fang Xinghe leaped high into the air, tucked in his abdomen mid-air, and used his powerful core to keep his upper body pulled back while his lower body remained completely relaxed and stable. It was as if he was riding the wind, moving slowly yet swiftly, combining stillness and movement, and then he soared toward the basket!
Its form is vast and boundless, like riding the wind and soaring through the void, with no end in sight; it is ethereal and graceful, as if it has transcended the world and ascended to immortality.

Its power is like lightning and thunder, causing hills and mountains to crumble.

In plain language: Fang Xinghe flew over in a gliding motion and swung his arm in a wide arc for a powerful dunk!
boom!
A free-throw line dunk, both elegant and powerful, that will go down in basketball history, was born.

WOW...

A gasp erupted in the Staples Center. Because it was the Lakers' home court, few people cheered for Fang Xinghe, but the surprise and shock were still there.

Meanwhile, in the broadcast booth, all the media outlets were chanting "Oh my god," "Aishibak," and "Konnichiwa..."

"A dunk from the free-throw line!" Coach Zhang exclaimed, tears welling in his eyes. "A Chinese player dunking from the free-throw line!"

"This is our Republic of Korea's superstar!"

The KBS host seems to have gone mad, no, he really has.

"Fang Xinghe has one-quarter Korean ancestry; his grandmother was a Korean who fled there during the war..."

beep!
Amidst the chaos, the Zen master solemnly requested a pause.

As the players left the court, Fang Xinghe's Wizards teammates immediately surrounded him, clapping enthusiastically.

"Newbee!"

"Your Excellency Commander, you're incredibly cool!"

"Jesus! Your dunk is exactly the same as Michael Jordan's!"

Actually, they are not the same. The difference in static talent and physical qualities makes Fang Xinghe's dunks more beautiful in their transition between stillness and movement.

However, the sycophant dared not show favoritism, so Fang Xinghe could only accept it with a smile.

As the sideline cameras frantically panned towards him, Fang Xinghe smiled and pointed at Jordan, while Dan clapped with a broad smile, instantly creating a magnificent scene of harmony and friendship between the two.

American media loved this kind of drama and created all sorts of interpretations at the time.

"On the very first play, SR stole the ball and opted for a dunk from the free-throw line, a tribute to Jordan! This is legacy, this is one of the most beautiful moments in the world of basketball!"

Okay, you're all right. As long as he can make money off his fans, Actor Fang never hesitates to act until you cry.

But the atmosphere was somewhat tense for the Lakers on the other side.

Actually, 2 points isn't a big deal, but the fact that the first goal was so explosive was really affecting morale.

The Zen Master stopped pretending to be calm with his arms crossed and first seriously emphasized the importance of focus: "Guys, our opponents are MJ and SR, you must concentrate 100%!"

Next, he asked everyone to take a deep breath, calm down, and fight slowly according to the tactics.

After these adjustments, the team's performance stabilized significantly, and they became less anxious and tense.

The Zen master, after all, did have some skills.

Unlike Doug, who just kept repeating the same thing: "On offense, follow SR; on defense, listen to Michael Jordan's commands!"

Yes, against the Lakers, Dan was the defensive commander and the core of the defense.

His direct matchup is Rick Fox, but he also has the responsibility of helping defend the paint.

The Lakers' frontcourt mainly consists of three players: center Shaquille O'Neal, power forward Robert Horry, and backup power forward Horace Grant.

Mid-season, Horry was injured, and the Lakers specifically traded for Grant as a spacing playmaker. The entire league was learning from the Wizards' advanced experience, and Horry and Grant's positioning became more and more outside, while Dan was the most reliable mobile force.

Lakers' first offensive play.

Hamilton followed Fish to the corner for a smoke, Kobe had the ball at the top of the arc, and Fang Xinghe stepped up to defend.

"Wow wow wow!"

The stadium was filled with screams from fans and even the commentators.

"Was the very first positional battle going to be a clash of titans?!"

Jordan couldn't defend Kobe one-on-one on the perimeter, and Hamilton wasn't a suitable defender either, so Fang Xinghe was the only option.

Kobe turned halfway to protect the ball, bumping into Fang Xinghe... but couldn't move him.

The difference in physical abilities between Xiao She and Danzi is enormous.

With the same height and having gained weight to the 100kg class, Dan Zi's strength and agility are superior to Kobe's, while Kobe, during his Karl Malone era, suffered from minor injuries throughout the season and missed 5 regular season games.

He eventually admitted himself: "That weight did affect agility and the first step."

Later, the snake maintained a weight of 97 kilograms for a long time, finding his own balance between back-hitting strength and agility.

This year, his weight is around 94 kilograms, which is during his Peter Pan #8 era.

For example, Xinghe 79 weighs 15 kilograms more, but in terms of strength, he cannot overwhelm Xinghe like Danzi does.

In particular, Fang Xinghe has gained 2 more points of strength compared to when they fought one-on-one, making him even stronger in the confrontation.

Bang! A collision, but nothing happened. Kobe immediately knew what was going on. He immediately shrugged to the right, then took a step to the side, using his forearm to block Fang Xinghe's half-body position, and broke through towards the free-throw line area.

Fang Ge was helpless against this and could only follow closely, keeping a close watch on the little snake's sudden stop and jump shot.

Anyone who's played basketball knows that when defending, the most important attribute is static talent, followed by lateral movement, defensive awareness, physical strength, and other qualities.

The static attributes are far inferior; trying to compensate with bouncing is pure nonsense.

This shot perfectly illustrates that.

Fang Xinghe was perfectly in position, but when the snake suddenly stopped and jumped, leaning back to shoot the basketball, Fang Xinghe could only try to interfere, but he couldn't actually block it at all.

Swish!
The basketball slid smoothly into the net, and Kobe secured the one-on-one opportunity.

"Roar!"

Kobe roared and clenched his fist, passionately shouting at Fang Xinghe, "Come on baby! Respond to me!"

Fang remained silent, only focusing on increasing the speed.

This ball obviously can't be played into a fast break, but increasing the speed and pacing the shark is clearly an effective way to wear him down.

This is a conspiracy.

If you don't run at full speed, Danzi and I will rush towards the basket.

When the shark got into position, Fang Xinghe slowed down outside the three-point line and started executing the tactics methodically.

Between offense and defense, it's all about mental fortitude.

The Wizards patiently looked for an opportunity, and Little Han used his long legs to dribble the little fish until it was sticking out its tongue.

Kobe stood in front of Fang Xinghe with a tense yet resolute expression, his feet shuffling in small steps.

Taking advantage of this lull, Hubie's professional analysis spread throughout the country.

"Both teams are in trouble, and there are points that don't match up."

In the Lakers' half-court defense, Fisher was clearly unable to keep up with Hamilton, Kobe seemed powerless against SR's breakthroughs, and Fox was even less able to stop McGrady's low-post isolation plays.

In half-court sets, SR faced a similar challenge against Kobe – the size difference was undeniable – not to mention the presence of a Shaq in the paint.

Now, it all depends on who can exploit more of the opponent's weaknesses and gain more initiative.

Let's see how Kobe chooses... Oh! Defend the drive and let him shoot?!

Kobe maintained a low center of gravity and kept a parallel stance as much as possible, with Fang Xinghe about 80 centimeters in between, a distance that made it difficult to effectively interfere with three-point shots.

On the TNT commentary desk, Barkley boldly speculated: "Kobe wants to test SR's shooting touch today. I even suspect that the Lakers might allow SR to keep shooting in this game to protect teammates like Shaq, Fox, and Fisher..."

Kenny nodded quickly: "That's right. Since SR is a typical speed-oriented player who drives to the basket, it's difficult for Kobe to stop him by simply putting his hand on him when he's defending him. So after weighing the pros and cons, it's better to test SR's three-point output."

"He can't beat the Lakers by himself."

This is how the Zen master spoke, and this is how he laid out his tactics.

To understand his ideas, one must understand the unique product of this era—the HC rule.

Simply put, the rule allows defenders to place their palms against the ball handler's torso, or use their forearms to brace against the ball handler's ribs, or even push them with their hands.

After the new rules were introduced in 04, Iverson's finishing efficiency surged by 7.3%, and his average free throw attempts increased by 1.6 per game, demonstrating the significant impact of this defensive approach on speed-oriented guards.

But Fang Xinghe was not afraid of being hit on the hip.

Any defensive player who dares to put their hand on Fang Xinghe's hip can immediately use a crossover dribble to pull back, connect with a step-back three-pointer or a V-shaped breakthrough, punishing the opponent's low center of gravity and forward hand positioning.

Hu Bi analyzed: "I don't know how SR does it, but he seems to be particularly good at using the strength of defensive players."

Actually, it's thanks to the master-level Tai Chi.

As soon as the defender exerts force with his palm, Fang Xinghe immediately uses the force to bounce back. At this moment, the defender loses his strength and leans forward. Although it is only for a tiny moment, this instantaneous stop is what a master strikes.

Having learned their lesson, many players now rarely exert force when directly defending Fang Xinghe.

Maintaining a stable center of gravity actually increases the chances of catching up, and then applying resistance during the movement is somewhat of a disruption.

At this moment, Kobe was executing the overall strategy of driving to the basket for contact and making minor interference with three-pointers.

But Fang didn't rush to make a move; instead, he directed everyone to run a tactical maneuver.

After two relatively simple pick-and-rolls, Hamilton easily found himself in an open spot, just behind Kobe.

The ball arrived before the player.

Just as Hamilton was about to receive the ball, Kobe had to turn and lunge at his friend.

It was an open shot of less than 16 feet, which was Hamilton's most accurate distance. If he had been given that chance to shoot, he would have made it.

However, when he saw Kobe rushing over, Hamilton didn't shoot, but instead passed the ball back to Fang Xinghe.

Fisher hurriedly filled in, blocking Fang Xinghe on the right, hoping to wait for Kobe to return to defense and double-team Fang Xinghe.

As a result, in that instant, Fang Xinghe cut straight through the baseline between Xiaoyu and Xiaoshe, and then advanced in an arc.

They want to give me space for three points to protect the paint?
I'm absolutely going to go in!

Fang Xinghe not only got in, but he also had to go up against O'Neal.

He actually had plenty of space to throw or pull up for a layup, but he just wouldn't; he insisted on holding the ball and going for it!

With a loud "bang," O'Neal's massive body slammed into him. Fang Xinghe was sent flying through the air like a leaf, and in a state of disarray, he threw the basketball with one hand as he flew backward.

Swish!
beep!
The basketball swished through the net, and then the referee blew his whistle.

"FUCK!"

The Great Shark, annoyed, shook his head without arguing—it was undeniably a foul. What annoyed him wasn't the foul itself, but that the foul hadn't prevented Fang Xinghe from scoring.

"Fuck you! Damn flies!"

Campbell, who was standing nearby, got very angry from his incessant chatter and puffed out his chest to block out the Great White Shark: "Shaq, you're going too far! Are you looking for trouble?"

The atmosphere between the two teams immediately became tense.

Before landing, Fang pushed off the ground with both legs and slid backward. After sliding a few meters, he did a graceful somersault to get up.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his middle finger at the gloomy-faced great white shark: "Sea pig, is that all you've got?!"

"beep!"

The referee blew his whistle again and stepped between the two, issuing warnings to each of them.

"Shaq, watch your movements! This is the Finals, and hundreds of millions of people are watching!"

"SR, watch your words and actions. You're a world-class idol, don't set a bad example, OK?!"

If it's not OK, that's all we can do. Neither of us is likely to actually fight; showing our resolve is enough.

Danzi reached out and hugged his little brother, ruffling his hair.

“Well done, but… don’t take such risks again. We need you to fight to the end.”

After walking a short distance with Fang Xinghe in his arms, Danzi whispered again, "In the first game, we need to test the Lakers' maximum firepower. There's no need to rush to defeat them. Relax and don't get so excited."

Is such that.

In the course of a series, there was absolutely no need to resort to mutually destructive extreme tactics in the first two games.

"OK."

Fang Xinghe nodded slightly, glanced coldly at Shaq, and walked towards the free throw line.

Swish.

Easy shot, 2:5.

The atmosphere in the following matches became increasingly tense, but everyone became much more cautious in their actions – the referee team finally did something worthwhile.

They controlled the scale very precisely, keeping it right on the standard line of confrontation.

Furthermore, by placing both sides under equal scrutiny, there is only a negligible bias towards the Lakers' home court – often only among role players.

In this way, the competition becomes both intense and exciting.

When the first quarter came to a substitution, the score was 17-19, almost evenly matched.

First, there was the matchup between Fang Xinghe and Kobe, which, strictly speaking, was a back-and-forth battle.

Shuai Fang couldn't stop Kobe, but Kobe was equally helpless against Fang Xinghe.

Secondly, Danzi completely outclassed Fox on both offense and defense in their matchup.

Next up was Xiao Han against Xiao Yu, who ran Xiao Han so fast he was practically panting, easily scoring 4 points and 1 assist.

Finally, it was O'Neal versus Campbell... a disaster.

O'Neal received the ball in deep enough positions three times, delivering two dunks and a hook shot, with a 100% field goal percentage and 0-for-1 from the free-throw line.

Near the restricted area, sharks are truly unstoppable.

However, Campbell's size ultimately played a role—he forced the Great White Shark to expend more energy, reducing the number of times the opponent could launch a powerful attack.

He himself was also exhausted, panting heavily and covered in sweat.

In the next quarter, the Wizards will have to bring in their backup center to hold off Shaq for a while.

Fang Xinghe did not force himself to play the full game, but took the opportunity to rest and observe the Lakers' semi-substitute lineup from the sidelines.

Well, the conclusion is that they're about on par with the Wizards' bench players, nothing to worry about.

Since neither team has the option of using a rotating lineup to gain points, the simplest scenario is to rely on their starters.

"This is my favorite."

Fang Xinghe glanced sideways at Da Dan: "But are you up to the task?"

Jordan shrugged: "40 minutes x 6 games, I could play them all even if I was sick!"

"Hahahaha!"

Fang Xinghe laughed heartily and raised his hand to Jordan: "NICE, let's take them down!"

The Wizards finally showed their true colors when they entered the game in the second quarter.

The first major change is that the commander is no longer fixated on using tactics to create open spaces.

The Lakers' intention is still to force Fang Xinghe to solve problems on his own, unwilling to let him inspire his teammates, and to defend against drives and passes but not three-pointers.

So, on the first ball, Fang Xinghe suddenly took a wild shot from about a meter outside the three-point line.

"Wave shot" is a term used by some conservative professional media outlets. In fact, at this distance, Fang Ge's shooting percentage is no different from a three-pointer close to the line.

Strength and coordination stabilized his 90-point level.

No matter how many shots Fang Xinghe takes, he can never reach Curry's peak season shooting percentage of 45.4%, which is a matter of raw skill.

But no matter how much you play recklessly, your hit rate is at least 38%, 40% is considered low, 42% is the norm, and you can occasionally hit 60%+.

This is stability.

It is precisely because of this stability that Fang dares to shoot whenever the Lakers dare to let him go.

This shot was not only sudden, but also fatal.

Swish!
The basketball flew through the net in a beautiful arc, causing a sensation in the commentary booth!
"Oh my god! A three-pointer from at least 28 feet! Kobe had no chance to defend, and Fang Xinghe hit that game-winning three!"

Kobe was stunned! He turned to look at the basket, his expression blank, as if asking: You dare to shoot at me?!

"My God! Look at the Wizards players' reactions, they're not surprised at all. Could this be SR's normal attack range?!"

"It's hard to say. His strength seems exceptional. He lifts up and throws, using a two-stage power delivery in mid-air without any strain!"

"If this is truly the norm for their offense, and they can maintain a 40% shooting percentage, then the Lakers are in big trouble!"

Indeed, the Zen master's expression became extremely serious. He took another step toward the sidelines, constantly rubbing his chin, and appeared somewhat agitated.

The significance of long-range three-pointers in this era is epoch-making.

The simplest point: if Kobe still wants to maintain the most basic level of interference, then he must get close to the three-point line and keep the distance between 80 centimeters and 1 meter.

This way, a sliver of possibility can be preserved by using height and wingspan to interfere, preventing Fang Xinghe from having to practice shooting.

But in this position, when Fang Xinghe passes the ball, he can no longer turn around to help defend.

With the court space stretched so wide, Kobe Bryant, the defensive anchor on the perimeter, completely lost his ability to provide help defense and was left only with the value of one-on-one defense.

So, what if we ignore Fang Xinghe and let him throw the ball?

"Don't just stand there, Kobe, it's time to pray to Jesus for help."

After sinking that earth-shattering three-pointer, Fang Xinghe very gently uttered a piece of trash talk to Kobe.

This statement is a true reflection of the situation that followed.

Zen Master can be stubborn at times, and so can Kobe.

Since they decided to cut off Fang Xinghe's connection with his teammates before the game and give him a free game to see if he could crush the Lakers with his individual offensive power, they will not easily change their tactics.

On his second attack, Kobe still gave Fang Xinghe a wide berth.

The situation was as follows—

Fang Xinghe dribbled between his legs in a very casual manner, slowly approaching the three-point line, while Kobe stepped onto the three-point line in advance, without pressing forward.

Fang Xinghe stopped at the edge of the logo, standing in the exact same spot as when he last took a shot, and suddenly spoke.

“If you’re not willing to come up here, I can shoot from this spot for the entire game.”

Kobe responded coolly: "Good luck! I'll be standing here watching you shoot the whole game."

"Nice!"

Fang Biwang smiled slightly, then suddenly grabbed the ball and jumped.

His pull-up jumper is exactly the same as McGrady's power generation theory.

But in terms of consistency, Fang Ge's ability to generate power at his plateau is on par with Jordan's... or even higher.

The so-called plateau point is when the upward momentum is exhausted, and at the moment when the highest point is about to fall back, the core exerts force to make the upper body stop for a moment, as if frozen in the air, becoming a stable gun mount.

McGrady's jumping and coordination were not the problem; the problem was that his core strength was insufficient, so he had to pursue a quick release, which ultimately resulted in a flat-curve arm swing shot.

The root cause of his lack of core strength lies in his congenital scoliosis, which requires his core muscles to compensate and exert extra force to correct his torso.

This makes the pull-up jump shot a seemingly flashy but actually inefficient shooting method.

But today, at this moment, one meter beyond the three-point line, Fang Xinghe used a textbook-perfect set of moves to show the world the truth: it's not that you can't pull up for a jump shot, it's that you guys are just too bad.

Without warning, the high-speed burst of energy caused Fang Xinghe to be in mid-air in the blink of an eye.

At the highest point, tighten your waist and abdomen, engage your core, and naturally open your feet, making your upper body as stable as a mountain.

Shoulder and elbow together, elbow and wrist together, wrist to fingertips, fingers gently flicking the ball.

The basketball drew a beautiful arc, lower than Curry's 45-degree angle and higher than McGrady and Kobe's smooth lines, before obediently slipping into the net.

shuh...

boom!
The audience covered their mouths, and the commentary booth erupted in cheers!
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

"He can really make those shots!"

"This is practically Star River's standard weapon!"

"He's been hiding his trump card all season! Star River has kept it hidden all season, and finally, today, on the court of the Finals, he's dealt a heavy blow to the Lakers!"

One hit could be a coincidence, but two hits, in the same location, along the same arc, even with the same swivel, why do you still think it was just luck?!
Kobe stood at the three-point line, turning his head in a daze.

His feet were still wide open, as if he was about to use a crab-like gait to intercept something, while his upper body turned around, staring dumbfounded at the basket.

Fang Biwang remained silent, simply walking backwards towards his own half of the court, giving high-fives to each of his teammates who were running towards him.

He didn't say anything offensive, but the proud little snake felt even worse than if it had heard a lot of trash talk.

Switching to offense, Black Mamba gritted his teeth and rammed into Fang Xinghe several times. Then, using his iron elbow to clear a path, he forced Fang Xinghe to a sudden stop and jump, before scoring with a backward lean.

"A beautiful response! Our Kobe never gives up!"

The Lakers' home commentators were shouting themselves hoarse, but most of the audience didn't agree.

Is this considered a response?
It's roughly calculated, but unfortunately, it always feels like something's missing.

In the next round, the Wizards attacked again, and in the same spot, Fang Xinghe stopped and stood still.

The next instant, Kobe seemed to react instinctively, taking half a step forward and raising his hand to try to brace himself against Fang Xinghe's side.

"what!"

As Fang Ge ducked to protect the ball, he grinned slightly.

"Watch me shoot for the entire game? I knew you wouldn't dare!"

Suddenly, the world before Kobe's eyes turned blood red.

He gritted his teeth, gripped his hip with one hand, and reached forward with the other to grab the ball, while trying to use his chest to engage Fang Xinghe in a contest.

Then there is no more.

Fang Xinghe used the momentum to retreat, then swept past him, raised his left forearm and gently swung it to block Kobe's blocking hand, broke into the paint, and looked for Fat Shaq again.

Unfortunately, this time the fat shark was very calm, raising his arms high and jumping vertically, no longer trying to block the shot.

Ultimately, due to distance and angle issues, Fang Xinghe could only pass the ball to Campbell before losing his balance, allowing Campbell to complete an incredibly simple dunk.

Although the finishing touch wasn't strong enough, those two shots and one drive completely disrupted the Lakers' strategy of letting the team shoot freely.

All the experts confidently asserted, "The Lakers are in big trouble! I wonder what they will choose?"

The Zen master chose to remain unchanged amidst all changes.

In plain terms: Stick to the pre-battle tactical guidelines and leave Fang Xinghe to shoot alone on the outside.

I'm determined to see what results you can get by throwing alone!
In fact, they did a very good job in this game, both in terms of help defense inside the three-point line, limiting Jordan, and controlling Robinson's playmaking routes.

After all, they've focused their energy on these things, with the main goal being to cut off the supply.

But the result...

By the 7th minute of the 4th quarter, the game was already in terrible shape.

Shaquille O'Neal racked up 32 points in the paint, while Kobe Bryant added 30, both of them panting heavily from exhaustion.

But what about the dog?

He took a total of 22 wild shots beyond the three-point line, making 14 of them. Including his drives to the basket and free throws, he scored 62 points without breaking a sweat!
That's exactly the sum of the OK combination.

Actually, Fang Ge's three-point ability isn't as exaggerated as Curry's; it's just that there were too many open three-pointers today.

After all, the Lakers were not at a disadvantage in terms of rebounds, but actually had a slight advantage, so they gritted their teeth and let Fang Xinghe shoot.

He wouldn't dare to be so reckless if the interference were even slightly stronger.

The Zen Master's original plan was to let Fang Xinghe shoot for three quarters, and then double-team him in the fourth quarter. At that point, the rest of the Wizards players hadn't touched the ball much all game, so they would definitely be easy targets.

Good heavens, the more lofty the ideal, the more skeletal the reality.

You guys personally fed Fang Ge to his shooting touch, and he still dares to think about double-teaming—these days, who can extend their double-team to 1.5 meters beyond the three-point line?!

Almost right in front of the midfield logo, Fang Xinghe pulled up and shot two long-range three-pointers, and the Lakers immediately shut up.

That was in the fourth quarter, when the Lakers suddenly surged ahead, attempting a counterattack.

Two three-pointers swished through the net, instantly extinguishing the Lakers' fighting spirit.

On the contrary, the Wizards players were yelling and charging into the paint, trying to grab rebounds for my brother.

A few minutes later, the Lakers, having lost their rhythm, substituted their starters and conceded defeat.

In the 02 NBA Finals, the Wizards easily won their first game.

This is not surprising; it would be normal for either the Lakers or the Wizards to win.

But the course of this match easily blew the world away...

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I've made up for yesterday's super long chapter; I've tried my best.

(End of this chapter)