NBA, Yao Ming is back!

Fortunately, the people around didn't notice anything amiss.

Everyone thought Jordan was throwing the game.

He's showcasing his footballing prowess.

"Intentionally falling behind and then defeating the opponent, that's Michael for you."

"As expected of the Flying Man, I bet the other side is scared now."

"I just didn't defend after you scored. Even after losing by so much, you still have such a stable mentality. I still have a lot to learn."

A group of top-performing high school students were doing their own reading comprehension exercises nearby.

I never expected that Jordan would get a little annoyed when facing a 16-year-old Asian giant.

Looking at Yao Ming and seeing that he seemed quite wary of him, Jordan suddenly asked, "Boy, do you like basketball?"

He chose the simplest basketball terminology here, without any slang, just so that Yao Ming could understand it.

Sure enough, Yao Ming was somewhat distracted after hearing this.

Isn't that something Haruko Akagi said? What kind of script is this...?

He'll find out soon enough.

During the conversation, Jordan suddenly reached out his large black hand.

Then he slammed it down hard.

Snapped!

Basketball steal.

"Kid, the ball you like is in my hands."

"You should protect the basketball like you would protect the girl you like."

"Young man, you still need to practice."

Yao Ming: ...

He truly lives up to his reputation as an old rogue.

You tricked me.

Once Jordan regained possession of the ball, his entire demeanor changed; he believed he had won.

Now it's time for me to take the game in one fell swoop.

Although Jordan's physical abilities had declined somewhat compared to the previous three years, his overall basketball experience and game reading ability had reached a new peak in his career.

Yao Ming doesn't believe he can stop Jordan from the outside.

So he simply stepped back a little further.

They wanted to force Jordan to take three-pointers.

Everyone says that Jordan's three-point shooting is a relative weakness, so it's a choice between two poisons.

But he seriously underestimated them.

The reason Jordan was unstoppable was that he would shoot three-pointers whenever you told him to.

If you stand under the basket, he won't attack the basket.

He continued inside.

Just that domineering attitude alone.

That's not something an ordinary person can learn.

Jordan's favorite thing was head-on confrontation, and it was with this head-on spirit that he overcame the Pistons, who had the most brutal defensive intensity in history, step by step.

Then he realized that no matter how tough the team in front of him was, it couldn't be that tough.

and so.

He actually went inside.

You're tall, right?

You think I can't play in the paint, right?

Well, I still have to do it this way.

This not only ignited his fighting spirit.

It will excite you.

Get Jordan excited.

That's not a good idea.

Little Nelson, watching from the sidelines, initially thought he was seeing things; it was just a game against a high school student...

How could Jordan possibly be in the zone?

Please.

You only hit a 16-year-old kid.

How can you still feel anything?

That's perverted.

Jordan didn't care about any of that; he insisted on a head-on approach, defeating you first and then talking about the consequences.

In that instant, he revealed a hint of his tyrannical mode on the NBA court.

Once you get going, you have to go for it.

Although he no longer possesses the same agility and skill on the basketball court as he once did, he remains confident in facing any challenge.

I'm still confident that no matter how Yao Ming defends, he'll find an opening to shoot.

Ok.

He does indeed have that ability now.

This isn't some prodigy like Danzi.

They really don't take him seriously.

The more he plays, the stronger he becomes—isn't that Jordan's true nature? If he bullies the weak and fears the strong, wouldn't he just become another number 23?

Yao Ming had a clear feeling that this player was indeed a 10-time consecutive scoring champion. Although he still had one title to win, his scoring ability was incredible when he got serious.

In his memory, he had never played against Jordan at his peak. Although it wasn't his physical peak, it was certainly his technical peak. In his memory, this was how players...

There was only one blacksmith in Los Angeles.

But it's quite obvious that the person in front of you...

It's a completely upgraded version of that little blacksmith in Los Angeles.

Moreover, it's the high-efficiency version.

That was really hard to stop. I had a clear feeling that Jordan would definitely take me down in one go.

and so.

We have no choice but to give it a try.

Although Lambiel wasn't on the sidelines and couldn't replicate his skill, he remembered the little trick someone had told him yesterday perfectly.

They have a lot of experience with Jordan's layups, so let's give it a try.

Jordan was confident that he had the ball in the bag.

Even when he was charging at him, he felt like he might have been too cruel to a 16-year-old.

He's just a high school student, why is he taking it so seriously?

Okay, now that this ball went in, I'll switch back to Jordan mode later.

Competing with a child, even if you win, makes you lose face.

But just then...

During his layup attempt, he was planning to do a mid-air spin and switch hands, using his incredible kidney strength to contest the shot and score.

As he gets older, he no longer resorts to dodging; instead, he engages head-on, using his physical strength to seize opportunities in mid-air to strike.

After gaining weight, this mode works quite well.

No matter how low he falls, his jumping ability and hang time remain top-notch.

But in that moment of confrontation, he switched hands to the other side, avoiding Yao Ming's block; everything was very smooth.

They're all acting according to his script.

The next second...

He suddenly shuddered in mid-air.

Although he still managed to shoot the basketball, his movements were still very beautiful.

But amidst the admiring gazes of everyone.

This ball...

It slid out of the basket.

you!

Jordan felt a familiar feeling for a moment.

This familiar thing hasn't appeared for a long time.

It seems like these are memories I often had before I won the championship.

This is... Lambiel!

It must have been that guy Lambiel who taught him!

It's not that he didn't have ways to fight back, it's just that he never expected Yao Ming to use this tactic.

They fell into the trap due to carelessness.

After Yao Ming received the ball, he stood on the three-point line and raised his hand to shoot again.

Nima!

Do you know American-style one-on-one fighting? I haven't even been there yet!

But he soon realized that it was just a feint, and when Jordan rushed forward, he didn't have time to shift his weight backward.

Yao Ming rushed up and went inside.

Yao Ming was too big to stop when he charged forward; Jordan couldn't stop him.

In fact, no perimeter player can stop the impact of a big man when he gets going.

Its body weight and size speak for themselves.

You think everyone is like Taiko?

Jordan wasn't a power-based defender either.

Yao Ming drives to the basket and scores, making it 9-0.

"Thanks for going easy on me, I'll go for it again."

Need to break through further?

Do you think I don't exist?

Jordan was furious at this moment!

He lowered his back, adopting a defensive stance reminiscent of an experienced fisherman, ready to see what he could do.

Of course, if you really try to break through his defense, then he's not the same as Fisher from Old Fish.

But his playing habits made him forget one thing.

There is no seven-foot tall player in this timeline who can shoot from outside, and besides, he is already taller than seven feet.

Even a seven-foot-tall person would be half a head shorter than him.

Jordan stood up straight, and now he only reached Yao Ming's shoulder, which didn't obstruct his view at all.

To prevent a breakthrough, it appears even shorter after sinking down.

This is the opportunity Yao Ming wanted.

No matter how fast you jump, can you jump as high as I do without even having to jump?

Besides, you're not Michael Jordan anymore.

You are a black rotten egg.

The difference is that one plays more on the rim, while the other plays more on the floor.

When Jordan saw Yao Ming raise his hand, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

But since he hadn't warmed up at all, he got up so fast that he almost twisted his back.

They really think they're still in their twenties.

Men over 25.

It's easy to get 60.

Even if you were Jordan.

You should at least decline a bit.

brush--

Right in front of everyone's eyes.

The ball went into the net.

11: 0.

Yao Ming won the bullfighting championship.

Black braised eggs... defeated.