Chapter 342 What Can You Do to Defend Me?

From Oakley taking the shot to Malone falling to the ground, everything happened so fast that no one could react. Jerry Sloan on the sidelines felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his heart pounding. It jumped, fearing that Malone would be injured and suspended like Stockton in this decisive battle.

This result is so serious that it may threaten the Jazz's second championship, or even next season's results.

It is a foregone conclusion that Li Shengli will leave Salt Lake City. If Malone and Stockton are troubled by injuries, the Jazz will undoubtedly be thrown from heaven to hell.

Fortunately, the only good news for Jerry Sloan is...even if Malone fell to the ground, it didn't seem like there was much of a problem.

Speaking of this, Malone, who is known as the most ferocious power forward in active service, also has a good sense of self-protection. The moment Oakley took action, his body instinctively made a series of actions to avoid danger and chose The safest way to fall is to land on your butt.

So even though he was covering his shoulders, there were still no fatal injuries. Malone himself could feel it. At least he could still move his arms.

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"Don't move!" Ma Long stood up and shouted, covering his shoulders.

At this time, the antagonism on the court was already quite serious, and the Jazz must not mess up at this critical moment, so even if Malone wanted to knock out Oakley with one punch, he still had to endure it!

"Are you okay?" Li Shengli was nearby and was the first to catch up with a cold face.

"I'm fine!" Malone replied, but looked at Oakley who was gloating at the side and said: "You son of a bitch, don't get too happy too early, this game is not over yet!"

"What, you don't want to punch me?"

"Idiot, don't provoke me, it's useless!"

"Well, you can... get out now." Oakley's face was full of sneers, and the referee gave the penalty for this offense, choosing an offensive foul and exchanging the ball.

Instead of calling a flagrant foul, call an offensive foul?

Jerry Sloan was really furious, but it was useless to argue with the referee during the game. The chance of changing the decision was too small, so he immediately replaced Malone with Felton, and the Jazz in the third quarter were led by Li Shengli The team continues to play the remaining rounds.

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Serving the ball from the bottom corner, under the pressure of the Knicks, it was still difficult for Crotty to dribble the ball across the half court alone. Fortunately, through the pass and reception between teammates, the Jazz also successfully pressed into the frontcourt.

It's less than 20 seconds, and this time will definitely be delayed, so the ball will only be transferred on the outside. If nothing happens, the Jazz's last goal of this quarter should be given to Li Shengli, who is feeling hot.

The Knicks had anticipated this, so Ewing and Oakley were ready... Ewing withstood Li Shengli, and Oakley also let go of the new Felton, ready to support Ewing at any time.

"Boy, do you dare to take action? If you dare to take action, Oakley will destroy you!" Ewing stepped forward to defend and whispered sullenly in Li Shengli's ear, "Don't take chances, Oakley specializes in This is what you do."

Oh shit!

Are you showing no shame at all?

That’s what Oakley does!

It has to be said that Ewing's psychological pressure became the fuse that angered Li Shengli and made him full of blood. After all, one Oakley replaced two of the three Limas, and even he did not intend to do this. Let it go, and it is obvious that Ewing and Oakley really can't hold it in anymore. Even if they win disgracefully, they don't want to lose.

Without saying a word, the time was running out. Li Shengli didn't care about Ewing's pressure at all and ran directly to get the ball. He showed his strongest combat power so far. He knocked Ewing away with his back and went sideways to the basket, while on the other side Oakley arrived as promised with a fierce look on his face.

Did I give you face?

What are you using to protect yourself from me?

At this time, Ewing was behind and Oakley was in front, and Li Shengli gritted his teeth, jumped off the ground, held the ball with both hands and raised it behind his head, and smashed into the basket with a no-show but extremely powerful dunk.

"Get out of my way!"

boom!

There was a loud noise and the entire basketball stand shook.

Ewing's follow-up jump was not high enough and returned in vain. Oakley was knocked over and fell to the ground on his back. The fans at the entire home court were sore at the sight, and the thrill of succeeding with the full dunk, plus the pain in his hand caused by the violent impact just now. The bone-chilling pain completely aroused Li Shengli's ferocity. The bloodthirsty aura emanating from his body was so murderous that even his Jazz teammates felt a little scared.

Angry?

Oops, the boss is going crazy!

The Jazz generals looked excitedly at Li Shengli, who was like a god of war in the penalty area, and Malone, who had just left the game, also clenched his fists because of this dunk. On the contrary, it was the Knicks...Oakley's face was ashen after being knocked over, and You's expression was dull. Because I felt a different flavor from this attack, I even began to wonder whether provoking the Jazz and Li Shengli was a wise thing.

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Because this round basically ran out of time, the Knicks, who had the ball, failed to score the last goal. At this time, the off-court live broadcast was a mess, and everyone was looking forward to the final decision of the G3 game. one period.

"Holy shit, this guy can't use common sense to measure his strength!"

"How could there be such a person? Oakley is a famously tough guy, how could he be killed directly?"

"There is no solution. There is no solution to Li Shengli's state in this game. Count the three quarters. Damn it, he...he is going to break the record again?"

"Hell, this isn't a human at all, it's already 52 points!"

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All the audience's blood was boiling with excitement, and the three uncles Thompson, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, and Baylor in the audience could not calm down, especially Baylor... he was already crazy.

The reason why celebrities are celebrities is because their honors are equal to those of others!

Even though Baylor is a tragedy who has made it to the finals eight times and won runner-up eight times, the record he holds is still there.

However... on the NBA's historical single-game scoring list, his 71 points have been beaten out of Triple-A by Li Shengli's 72 points, and he is tied for fourth with David Robinson. In this game, he holds the highest single-game scoring record in the NBA Finals. The first place score of 61 points seems to be almost undefeated!

"Asshole, this kid is a bastard, why does he always stare at me?" Lord Baylor was about to cry without tears.

"You deserve it. Who told you to talk nonsense!" Thompson was very excited. His highest score in a single game was 73, which was 1 point more than Li Shengli and ranked second in history. But even if he was surpassed by Li Shengli, he would not feel frustrated because Li Shengli It was cultivated by him and Kareem Abdul-Jabbar...!

"Unfortunately, Baylor, your Finals record cannot be saved. Lee has entered a state of no solution!" Kareem Abdul-Jabbar joked.

"No, don't, this is the only glory I have left, don't do it!" Mr. Baylor couldn't imagine... why he was sitting in the audience watching the game, and for no reason he was forcibly shaved by Li Shengli. This made him feel the whole world's malice.

The only thing that pleased him was that he was still 9 points away from Li Shengli shaving his head, but 9 points was not safe at all, and it might even crush him, far exceeding his record. Because Li Shengli is in this state, the Knicks simply can't hold him down!