NBA, Yao Ming is back!

Hu Weidong's chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath.

The overwhelming sense of powerlessness in my heart had long since engulfed me.

He is all too aware of the current situation.

The double-teaming tactic is completely ineffective; the natural gap in height and wingspan cannot be bridged by effort and experience alone.

All his calculations and on-the-spot tactical changes were rendered a joke in front of Yao Ming.

To put it bluntly, he can no longer handle this opponent.

From tactics to talent, from physical fitness to individual ability...

They were suppressed in every way.

Even though he knew in his heart that defeat was inevitable, the tough-guy spirit in his bones wouldn't allow him to bow his head.

He is Hu Weidong, a flag bearer in the domestic basketball scene, and one of the very few top-tier perimeter players in Asia who has fought hard battles for so many years.

Even against that unruly young Lakers player, he dared to go head-to-head with someone who scored over 30 points.

The reason we can't win is due to the difference in strength.

But not resisting...

They have no backbone whatsoever.

Their generation won't do that.

So at this moment, he completely let go of all his worries.

No more holding back, no more conserving energy.

It forcefully detonated all the last remaining energy in the body.

I can't beat you, I can't stop you, I can't win this match.

But you want to accept everything easily.

That's impossible.

You can defeat me, you can conquer me, you can create your own legend.

But I, Hu Weidong, will never give up voluntarily.

We will not give up easily.

only……

This final wave of outbreaks, though seemingly spectacular, was in reality full of tragedy.

Because everyone could see that this was just a last act of defiance before defeat.

In the ensuing match, both sides fought fiercely, with the intensity reaching a fever pitch.

Seeing that the Jiangsu team could not contain Yao Ming with their outside double-teams, they immediately changed their strategy and all players pressed forward.

They were firmly blocked in the three-point line area.

They'd rather leave other role players on the Shanghai team open than miss Yao Ming's long-range shooting opportunities.

They intend to cut off his three-point scoring channels.

But Yao Ming isn't stupid.

If you block my three-point shot, then I won't shoot three-pointers.

If there are no opportunities on the outside, then slowly push your way into the paint.

Solve the problem using the simplest and safest two-point approach.

He switched between these modes of communication smoothly and efficiently, without the slightest hesitation.

The switch was completed without even having to think about it.

I saw this guy break in again.

Robinson, who was left to guard the paint, felt a chill run down his spine.

Before, he could dodge when his teammates took turns double-teaming him, but now he's facing Yao Ming charging in head-on...

My whole body shuddered involuntarily.

No wonder Spencer had to pretend to have a headache and fever to get out of the situation.

If it were me, I would change my mind.

I wanted to too.

The reaction time is still too slow.

It can only be used as a backdrop.

Spencer sat on the bench, glancing around with his small eyes, but inwardly he felt quite fortunate.

Luckily, I didn't stay on the field, otherwise I would definitely have been a huge background figure.

This guy.

This game is all about getting 100 points.

Scoring 100 points in a single basketball game is something that everyone knows and celebrates.

You can say you don't know who Wilt Chamberlain is, but you can't say that basketball players haven't heard of his 100-point game in the NBA.

This isn't the NBA.

But it is also a professional league.

Moreover, this score is unlikely to be surpassed in the future.

Wouldn't leaving it there mean it'd forever be just a background backdrop?

It's the kind that exists perpetually.

Spencer shuddered; he wasn't about to do that.

Let's leave it to our inside partner, Robinson.

Robinson's defense against Yao Ming had already left him spitting blood.

Regardless of whether it's inside or outside.

Not an opponent at all.

Since willpower is not working.

If your mentality collapses halfway, then your defensive movements will naturally become less agile.

How could that possibly stop them?

There's not even a 1% chance left.

Under the overwhelming strength and size of the opponent, Jiangsu's 2.10-meter center Robinson was full of flaws in Yao Ming's eyes at this moment.

Yao Ming seized the opportunity and repeatedly attacked the basket.

He employs a variety of tactics, including back-to-back one-on-one attacks, turning around to overpower opponents, and pushing them aside in close combat.

If Robinson were to reach out to block, it would be a clear foul; there was no way to avoid it.

In several consecutive possessions, Yao Ming consistently converted all his 2+1 plays and made his free throws, steadily increasing his score.

90 points.

93 points.

95 points.

Yao Ming's personal scoring soared, steadily breaking through the 95-point mark.

At this point, the entire audience instantly realized what was happening.

Everyone could taste the flavor within it.

100 points.

This is a terrifying number that has never been seen before in the CBA.

A number that even the future cannot approach.

It happened during this very match.

It's gradually coming to fruition.

Unfortunately, this is Jiangsu's home ground.

No home team's fans want to watch their opponent score 100 points on their home turf.

This is not just a simple loss; it is an embarrassing memory etched into the team's history that can never be erased.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire stadium exploded.

Of course, it wasn't the kind of pleasant cheering.

Instead, it's a variety of discordant aspects of traditional Chinese culture.

Amidst the overwhelming hisses, one after another.

"Stop him! Don't let him score again. Let anyone else score, just don't let him score!"

The Jiangsu team's coaching staff looked grim and kept gesturing to the players from the sidelines.

Increase the intensity of the movements and maximize the strength of the attack; try to get into position whenever possible.

Even... pull or tug if you can.

Even if it means committing more fouls and paying a higher price, we must stick to our guns.

For them, losing is now acceptable.

A larger gap is acceptable.

The only thing I can't accept is...

Let Yao Ming score a full 100 points on this court.

As long as the percentage can be kept below 100, it's barely enough to save face.

On the Shanghai team's bench, Li Qiuping frowned.

The outcome of the game is already decided; victory is firmly in our grasp, and our point advantage is solid.

According to the usual rotation, at this point, replacing the core player, protecting the main player, and smoothly completing the remaining time is the safest option.

He originally planned to wave his hand and substitute Yao Ming off the court for a rest.

But Yao Ming caught a glimpse of the glaring 95 points on the scoreboard out of the corner of his eye, and then glanced at the deliberate malicious looks from his opponents on the court.

A thought suddenly popped into my head.

Just a few points short of a historic 100-point record.

Why give up such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

As a superstar, you must be prepared to face difficulties.

Normally it would be one thing, but when faced with glory that is so close at hand...

There is no reason to back down.

The NBA has its own 100-point system.

The NBA should have one too.

Otherwise, if in the future someone who can't even get playing time in the NBA scores 80 points, who would be content with that?

Let's leave a score here that no foreign player can match.

Moreover, he is confident.

The group of people on the other side are engaging in petty tricks and malicious targeting.

Despite its fierce appearance, it poses no real threat to the physical fitness it has developed through rigorous scientific training.

He is not the same person he used to be.

When he left the CBA, he was able to score over 40 points in the finals with perfect accuracy.

He can average close to 40 points and 20 rebounds per game in the playoffs.

That was back when I was a rookie in the NBA, only scoring around 10 points.

Can you imagine Yao Ming, who has so many years of NBA experience and is in perfect health, suddenly returning to the CBA?

That's a dimensional reduction attack.

With his strength and physical attributes, he could easily withstand the attack.

After all, it was during the finals.

I was fiercely attacked by the Bayi team back then, but that didn't stop me from being a crack shot.

The thought crossed Yao Ming's mind, but he looked up first, shook his head slightly at the coach, and clearly refused the arrangement to be rotated in the next game.

This was also the first time he publicly rejected the coach's tactical adjustments.

His eyes were calm, but his attitude was incredibly firm.

He wants to stay on the field and finish this last part.

All the team members understood instantly.

We are all professional players, and we all know what a score of over 100 points means in the CBA.

The NBA has Wilt Chamberlain's 100-point miracle, a legend from across the ocean.

But if we could witness it firsthand, or even participate in it, a 100% performance could be replicated in the CBA.

This is something I will remember for the rest of my life.

Immediately, the entire Shanghai team reached a tacit understanding.

Everyone proactively adjusted their playing style, abandoning ineffective one-on-one plays and unnecessary individual shots.

The team's sole objective was to create opportunities for Yao Ming.

They did everything they could to get the ball to him.

Zhang Yong completely unleashed his full potential, displaying a level of explosive power that was never seen before.

He dribbled into the crowd, overpowering multiple defenders, and forcefully tore apart the defense.

Even if their breakthrough route is blocked, they must forcefully get the ball into Yao Ming's hands.

It's very simple in his eyes.

The ball was passed to this giant on the team.

No matter his position or the defensive situation, as long as the ball is in his hands...

He always finds a way to bring things to a close.

96.

97.

98.

The score fluctuated little by little, but remained stuck at 98 points.

The atmosphere reached its most terrifying climax of the entire event.

The entire Jiangsu Stadium, filled with tens of thousands of spectators, was filled with a unified, frenzied roar of two words.

Defense! Defense!

Stop him from scoring again!!!

The massive sound waves piled up in layers, creating an overwhelming sense of oppression.

In terms of the number of people, this place is far smaller than a large NBA arena, but the volume of noise and the atmosphere of hostility at this moment are in no way inferior.

Everyone was on edge, giving it their all.

We must hold onto those last two points firmly.

The Jiangsu team went all out.

The tactics have become extreme again.

Multiple people in the arena worked together to surround Yao Ming, staying close by and keeping their eyes fixed on him.

They would rather leave all the role players of the Shanghai team open, giving the opposing team plenty of open shooting opportunities, than let Yao Ming touch the ball.

This extreme tactic did have a temporary effect.

For several minutes in a row, Yao Ming couldn't get a stable pass, and his scoring completely stopped.

The score of 98 was frozen on the scoreboard.

Is this stunning performance destined to end in disappointment, stuck at 98 points?

The answer... is, of course, no.

With one minute remaining in the game, the ball went dead and the game was paused.

Taking advantage of the brief break, Yao Ming leaned close to Zhang Yong and whispered a few words to him quickly.

After hearing those few words, Zhang Yong's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded repeatedly, feeling deeply moved.

Yao Ming is only sixteen years old.

But his basketball brain is just too good.

While others would panic when cornered, he could instantly come up with ingenious solutions to break the deadlock.

Of course, no matter how ingenious the trick, it still requires absolute physical talent and strength to support it.

Yao Ming's method is very simple.

Have Zhang Yong feign an attack with the ball, and at the moment the attack ends, deliberately aim for the neck of the basket and shoot.

Because if you miss a shot from this position, Newton would tell you that the basketball is more likely to bounce high, creating an extremely long rebound landing point.

Taking advantage of the moment when everyone's attention is drawn to the shot, Yao Ming will then use the time difference to make a quick cut to the basket.

Using their height, wingspan, and explosiveness, they forcefully contest for high rebounds.

Complete the second attack.

The pause has ended, and the game has resumed.

Zhang Yong received the ball and crossed half-court. Following the agreed-upon tactics, he feigned a strong attack to break through.

All of Jiangsu team's attention was drawn to him, and their focus shifted instantly.

It was that brief moment of lost attention.

Yao Ming suddenly exerted force with his feet.

His body moved like a heavy tank starting at full speed, instantly shaking off the defenders around him and charging straight into the penalty area.

The players who tried to stop him couldn't withstand his powerful push; they lost their balance with the slightest touch.

"Stop him! Robinson, stop him right now!"

Hu Weidong immediately sensed the danger and shouted a warning.

He was the most level-headed person on the court, knowing that once Yao Ming got to the basket, it would be too late.

Unfortunately, it still happened.

Facing Yao Ming sprinting at full speed, meeting his fearless and imposing gaze...

A sense of fear instinctively rose within Robinson.

My body stiffened instinctively.

We were a crucial half-beat too late.

That moment of hesitation caused them to miss the best opportunity to delay and block, and wait for their teammates to surround them.

Yao Ming drove straight into the penalty area.

He pushed off the ground with both feet, completely ignoring the center forward in front of him.

His body leaped directly into the air.

With his long arms fully extended, he looked down directly at the 2.1-meter-tall Robinson!

There were no unnecessary movements, no fancy rhythms.

It means firmly gripping the falling basketball with both hands.

Using the full force of the airborne momentum, and following the inertia...

Slam it down hard.

Bang!

The sound of slamming the basket echoed throughout the stadium.

The immense impact caused Robinson, who was blocking the front, to stagger repeatedly.

His legs gave way, and he even collapsed and sat down near the sideline.

The quick-thinking photographers on the sidelines immediately started snapping photos.

Everyone knows it.

This scene, this powerful dunk over an opponent, coupled with the impending 100-point record, is sure to make headlines in all CBA newspapers.

This will become a classic scene that will be forever remembered in the history of the league.

With this point, Yao Ming's personal score jumped from 98.

100 points.

The first and possibly last 100-point game in CBA history has been achieved.

The final whistle blew, and the final score was 135-125.

The Big Sharks secured a comfortable victory, maintaining their undefeated record this season.

Hu Weidong slowly stopped, feeling completely exhausted, with his leg muscles aching and tightening in waves.

His desperate struggle at the end of the fourth quarter exhausted all his physical reserves.

After the game, he was sore all over and even experienced the onset of muscle cramps, something he hadn't done in a long time.

He had never experienced this feeling of utter exhaustion, a feeling he had never felt before, despite years of competing in domestic leagues and Asian competitions.

Without a few days of proper rest and recuperation, it's impossible to recover.

Of course, he had nothing to regret.

because.

Throughout the entire battle, he fought with all his might and strength, managing to score a whopping 81 points.

Amazing enough, legendary enough.

But everyone knows that.

He was never the main character tonight.

Yao Ming's 100-point performance in a single game weighed heavily on his shoulders.

The team had lost all fighting spirit and just wanted to finish the game as quickly as possible, while the Sharks were already preparing to celebrate their victory.

Inside the stadium, boos, insults, and a cacophony of angry shouts continued unabated.

But it had no effect on the Sharks' players.

As the winners, they even hoped that the more exaggerated and malicious these people's words were, the more valuable the game would be.

After all, cheers go well with a legendary performance.

Sometimes, the combination of booing and jeers with a legend is even more fitting.

Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, the referee gradually lost control of the situation, and even with three seconds left in the game, he allowed the Sharks players to charge forward.

Yao Ming raised his arms high, accepting his glory with composure in Jiangsu's home arena.

Everyone on the Bayi team was stunned by this game.

Liu Yudong never expected that all the difficulties he had predicted would be resolved one by one by this young man.

They didn't play by their own rules, nor by the best solution everyone believed in, yet they still dominated the game.

"100 points, holy crap!"

"Awesome!!!"

All of his teammates from the Shanghai team rushed forward and pounced on him.

They embraced and celebrated, their cheers echoing throughout the stadium.

In a corner of the stands, Nelson watched all of this quietly.

He crossed out the original B+ rating from the player rating form he had prepared long ago.

He pondered for a moment, then began to rewrite.

This is the first time he has directly rated a young player from outside the United States as A-.

At the age of sixteen, he possesses overwhelming physical talent, unparalleled dominance on the field, and an aura of daring to fight even in dire straits…

And then there's this incredible heart that defies all pressure and forges a legend.

If this were in the United States, he would definitely be a five-star high school student.

He had absolutely no doubt about that.

If that's the case...

The NBA season has begun ahead of schedule.

It's not impossible.

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