Rebirth of the Evil Life

Chapter One Thousand Eighty Seven

In the way of the other, return to the body

Under the attention of everyone, Jordan started.

"Michael, don't think about me!" Kobe moved really this time.

"Really? Kid, today I will teach you what basketball is!" Jordan's eyes flashed a light, it was the excitement of encountering opponents, the excitement of eager to defeat a powerful enemy. And this excitement is undoubtedly detonated by Kobe.

Today's NBA, there are really not many people who can excite Jordan. Before his second comeback, Jordan had already won almost all the honors he could get in the NBA, whether it was team or individual, he got all the honors he could get. It can be said that the second comeback is just a temporary impulse to prove that he is not completely old, not to prove anything. Therefore, although he still tried his best to play basketball, he did his best to win, but he knew in his heart that this was only a superficial effort, and it was not the same as before. Because he has no pursuit of honor. ——Because he has accepted the fact that he is getting old from his heart, so he can accept it no matter what the game is. Because I am old and not young anymore, it is normal to lose.

Until today, during the intermission, Lin Feng shook his head. Lin Feng's acrimonious language awakened Jordan, waking up from the turmoil of the past two years. Indeed, I am old, but is old the reason for losing? No, not at all!

There is only one reason for losing, and that is because of inferior skills. But is he really inferior to humans? No, he hasn't exerted his full strength yet, and he hasn't burned his soul to fight like in the past. If you burn your soul and still lose, then your skills are inferior.

What's more, there is another fun for Jordan in this game, which is to beat Kobe, who is most like him in the eyes of the media. Whether it is height, weight, or technique, Kobe is very much like himself in the past. In addition to being slightly worse in terms of team and leadership, in Jordan's eyes, Kobe in front of him is his past self. If in this game, can beat Kobe, for Jordan, it is undoubtedly a great affirmation. This proves that he is not old yet, and he can fight for a few years in the nba arena!

Therefore, he must win this game! Because there is still a lot of fun on the basketball court! ——Jordan's eyes shot out fire, his footsteps staggered, his shoulders kept shaking, looking for Kobe's flaws.

Can't live, never let him pass! ——Kobe Bryant roared in his heart. He must not lose in this game. Once he loses, he can't turn over again. He is at best the title of Jordan II in this life, not Kobe I.

"Swish!" With a sound, Jordan suddenly pulled out.

This trick, but the signature trick of McGrady, the regular season scoring champion last year and this year, did not expect Jordan to use it at the moment, which was far beyond Kobe's expectations.

"Rebounds!" Kobe looked back quickly.

But only heard a refreshing sound of netting, and the ball went into the net.

The fans at the scene were taken aback for a moment, and then cheered. Although the fans in the Staples Arena don't want to cheer for the Houston Rockets, Jordan's ball is so beautiful, and it's really like Lin Feng said, you can't see Jordan playing for a few more years. Moreover, they are simply cheering for Jordan.

Lin Feng heard the tsunami-like laughter of the mountains, he smiled, and then he made a move. Hundreds of staff at the Los Angeles branch of the "Starting Point Fast Food Restaurant" who had been preparing for a long time began to distribute burgers and Coke to each audience.

You know, Staples Arena has a very unmodest attribute-World Sports and Entertainment Center. Because here not only has the NBA's top basketball team, but also Hollywood superstars often hold various concerts here. Therefore, Lin Feng also wants the "Starting Point Fast Food Restaurant" to use this "world sports and entertainment center" to go to the world.

On the court.

"Kobe, how? It's only 7 points away now!" Jordan chuckled.

"Soon it will be 9 points short." Kobe's eyes burst out with anger.

"Ball!" Kobe yelled out his hand.

Payton hesitated and looked at O'Neal, who had a gloomy look on the side and was also reaching out for a request. He thought for a while and wanted to pass the ball to O'Neal. After all, Kobe's mood is a bit wrong at the moment. As a veteran, he can understand Kobe's mood, but at such a critical moment, Kobe failed to control his emotions. It is better to pass the ball to the more confident O'Neal. Moreover, O'Neal is currently the team's well-deserved boss.

But at this moment, the fans in the arena broke out with a shocking shout: "Give the ball to Kobe, give the ball to Kobe!"

For the Lakers fans, the victory of this game is important, but it is more important to see Kobe and Jordan duel. This kind of confrontation is a once-in-a-century match. If you miss today, there may be no chance again. On the contrary, even if this game loses, the Los Angeles Lakers can still make a comeback next season.

Comparing the two, it is clear which is more important!

In the shouts of tens of thousands of Lakers fans, Payton, who could not resist the pressure, reluctantly passed the ball to Kobe with a face full of iron.

"Michael, if you can get in, I can get in too!" Kobe's body slammed into the ground in the cold voice-Tracy McGrady!

Huh! The ball was caught again.

auzw.com The scene suddenly became a sea of ​​cheers. If the sound of cheering for Jordan just now is enough to overturn the Staples Arena, then the sound of cheering for Kobe is enough to cause a storm to destroy Los Angeles.

Some Chinese reporters who came to Staples for a visit for the first time covered their ears. It was the first time that they experienced such a terrifying sound. It was terrifying.

"Hey, this is much louder than the sound of my concert!" Avril said with envy when she heard the cheers of the mountain whirring like a tsunami, "My next concert will also be held in Staples!"

Lin Feng had heard nothing, but after Avril's words, Lin Feng was a little unhappy after hearing this. Obviously I have the "Wahaha Center", why not hold the "Wahaha Center" anymore and insist on holding it in this "Staples Arena".

"Lin, don't blame me. Who wants this to be Los Angeles? Hollywood is here, the World Entertainment Center. Houston is just a space city, not an entertainment city." Avril shrugged.

Lin Feng was speechless for a while.

And at the moment, more speechless than Lin Feng is sitting in front of the TV watching the game-Tres McGrady.

For two consecutive seasons, he won the scoring leader, which is a supreme honor for Tracy McGrady. But the team did not even enter the playoffs this year, which made McGrady quite depressed. As a result, when watching the Western Conference Finals, he found that Jordan and Kobe were both using his signature moves-dry pull jumpers, and felt that the movements were more agile than him, which made McGrady quite tasteful.

Interesting, this little guy is funny. ——At this moment, Jordan looked at Kobe with a playful look. He hasn't seen such an interesting opponent in many years. Last time, similar memories were so divided with Wilkins, "The Essence of Human Movies". But that time, the two sides still exhibited their strengths, but this time, Kobe directly copied his actions.

What, do you want to prove that you are better than yourself! Interesting, really interesting! ——Jordan walked slowly to the front court.

"Michael, the ball!" Billups passed the ball to Jordan. Immediately opened Payton and let Jordan play Kobe alone.

"Little guy, look at this trick!" Jordan smiled and started suddenly, squeezing Kobe towards the basket to kill.

What a great power! ——Kobe made a secret cry. Although Jordan is 42 years old, he is completely at a disadvantage in terms of physical strength, but in terms of strength, he is by no means inferior. But he would never let Jordan pass.

Jordan smiled secretly, and after squeezing a few steps forward, he turned back.

Back singles? ——Kobe secretly exclaimed. You know, Jordan is a good jumper, and his back-up singles are also his best skills. But at Jordan's current age, if he wants to face his own post-up singles, even if he succeeds this time, how many times can he play? —— Kobe sneered, trying to squeeze Jordan continuously with his body, squeezing him out of the restricted area.

it's time! ——Jordan screamed. Take a big step forward, then turn around and fall back for a jumper.

Damn it, I was cheated by him 1——Kobe was annoyed. He originally thought that Jordan was going to play back singles, but he didn't expect that he wanted to shoot cold arrows outside the three-point line. As a result, Kobe, who was preventing back-up singles, was caught off guard and could only watch Jordan turn around in front of him to shoot a jumper.

Huh! ——The scene has once again become a sea of ​​joy. But compared with Kobe's cheers just now, there is still a big difference. After all, this is Staples, and being able to cheer for Jordan is already at the face of his "God of Basketball." If you change to someone else, you will be fine without booing.

Amazing! ——Lin Feng is sitting in the stands, his palms are already red. Too great, Jordan is too great. This move should also belong to one of the NBA's unsolvable moves-Nowitzki's backward jumper.

indeed! At this moment, Nowitzki, who was watching the Western Conference Finals in front of the TV, looked depressed. In the first round of the playoffs, the Mavericks were swept 4-0 by the Houston Rockets. In those four games, Nowitzki used this trick to score a lot of points, but now this trick has been learned by Jordan, and used it better than him.

"Hi, little guy, it's only 6 points away now!" Jordan chuckled lightly.

"Ball!" Bryant continued to roar.

"Give Kobe a ball, give Kobe a ball!" The mountains in the Staples Arena cried out like a tsunami.

Payton reluctantly, once again ignoring the haze on his face, in that anxious jump of O'Neal, passed the ball to Kobe.

"Why, you want to learn from me this time?" Jordan chuckled lightly.

"Yes, so what!" Kobe snorted. The same move, after Jordan used it, used it by himself, even if it was finally tied, his own evaluation would definitely be higher than that of Jordan.

The same back-up singles, the same turn around and back jumpers. Although Jordan tried his best to defend, he could only sigh in the face of Kobe, who has more physical strength and more favorable bounce.

"Michael, it's 9 points short now!" Kobe held his head high, accepting the crazy cheers from the scene.

"No, eight points short. You stepped on the line just now!" Jordan pointed at Kobe's foot. You know, when Jordan was defending Kobe just now, but he tightened his strength slightly, which eventually caused Kobe to step on the line and shoot a three-pointer. Although he scored, it was only a three-pointer.

Now the two sides are still 8 points away. But Jordan was smiling. In this game, the rhythm is already in his own hands. Nowitzki was even more depressed off the court, and his moves were also learned by Kobe.