All-in-one Sign

Xu Ang never expected that the scene would turn out like this. Most of the 30,000 fans present were shouting along, and the rest were Bulls fans. They were relatively good and did not follow the booing.

Yes, just heckling.

Most of the noisy fans were just cheering along with others, just trying to join in the fun. After all, the atmosphere was already here, and it wouldn't be good if they didn't roar twice to cope with the situation.

It didn't matter if they were making noises, what mattered was that they made Xu Ang and his opponents, the Bulls team, look bad.

Jordan's face was already dark, and now it's even darker.

The old gangster always believed that he was the well-deserved king and the most popular one in this alliance. How could he allow someone to steal his limelight?

In the tunnel of the away team, Jordan stared at the yellow-skinned figure standing in the center of the court enjoying the cheers of the crowd, like a wolf that had locked its prey.

"No one can stop me tonight. I'm going to teach this Chinese guy a lesson. I want people in Los Angeles to know that I am the strongest in the NBA and no one can challenge me."

Originally, Jordan was here to get back the result of his last loss to Xu Ang, but now that the old grudges were unresolved and a new one was added, he decided that he must beat Xu Ang to death today.

Are you saying this is a coincidence?

Xu Ang was also planning to show his dominance on both offense and defense today and beat Jordan to pieces. Jordan actually had the same idea, and they both thought of going together.

Is this what the heroes think alike?

No.

This is a comet hitting the earth, and a war between wolves and tigers is about to take place.

With Xu Ang's enhanced perception, he was so keen. The moment Jordan's eyes fell on him, he felt something. Looking over, Xu Ang's eyes happened to meet Jordan's.

The two of them looked at each other in the air, as if invisible sparks were sputtering, and it seemed as if nothing happened. It was just an ordinary glance that separated after the touch.

What others didn't know was that although it was only for a short moment, Xu Ang and Jordan had already determined that the other party's target tonight was themselves.

Standing in the center of the stadium, looking around with a smile and watching the fans making noise, Xu Ang was not thinking about them at all, but the opponent he was about to face - the Bulls.

The old gangster seemed to regard me as tonight's prey. He may not know that high-end hunters often appear in the form of prey.

"Come on, Michael, hunt me to your heart's content."

With a meaningful smile, Xu Ang waited for the moment when the opening whistle sounded.

Players from both sides entered the arena, the arena began to quiet down, and both teams sent their own men to prepare for the jump ball.

It’s not surprising that the Bulls played Rodman, but the one the Clippers sent to jump the ball was neither Ben, nor Barkley, nor Xu Ang, but another yellow-skinned player.

He is roughly from the same country as Xu Ang.

"The Clippers sent Wang, a young player from China and a compatriot of Xu."

"I'm not Bill Fitch, and I don't know if he has arranged special tactics, but it is undoubtedly quite bold to introduce a young substitute player to the starting lineup in the finals. I hope it will work wonders."

The Clippers' starting lineup changes were not only strange to the audience, but also the league legends who were specially invited to commentate were also confused.

At such an important moment in the finals, you are bold enough to not seek stability but to come up with a surprise attack to win.

I just hope it works, otherwise the boos from the audience will make you appreciate the unique charm of Los Angeles fans who are so cruel that they even scold their own team.

Could a rough jump ball win Rodman?

The answer is quite difficult.

Rodman's bounce was so fast that it felt like there was a spring under his feet, and he was up in a flash. At this time, his toes had not even left the ground.

"Hey, kid."

Someone laughed contemptuously.

But soon, he stopped laughing.

The basketball was thrown towards Jordan, and a figure jumped over, intending to intercept it midway. Jordan, who had been prepared for this for a long time, reached out and slapped the ball towards Pippen. Then he ran straight toward the Clippers' half without looking.

Pippen immediately passed the ball back to Jordan after receiving the ball, and the two avoided Xu Ang's interception through a simple pass-and-receive cooperation.

I want to score points first in this game.

Just as Jordan was thinking about it, he saw a figure stabbing out of the way. He stretched out his hand to stop Pippen's pass.

Who is this person?

The corners of Xu Ang's mouth turned up slightly, as if he couldn't cooperate.

After stealing the ball, he didn't stick to the ball at all. With a swing of his arm, the ball quickly hit the Bulls' half.

"Taller."

"It's passed too fast and no one can keep up. It's going out of bounds."

There were two sighs in the commentary box. According to their experience, they knew that the ball was not passed well at a glance.

"After all, you are still a young man, and you will inevitably be nervous on the stage of the finals. Look, something went wrong as soon as you make a move. So, those who complain about the team's coaching style being old-school and not giving young players a chance should think carefully about why the coach They don't trust young players, and there's a reason for that... Good shot, Ward Fake!"

Someone wanted to take the opportunity to smuggle in private goods, but when he was talking, Xu Ang, like a bolt of lightning, chased after him faster than the ball. When the ball and Xu Ang reached the three-point line at the same time, Xu Ang took off directly with the momentum, caught the rough pass in mid-air, and then smashed the ball into the basket as others watched.

Boom!

The ball goes in.

"A nice alley-oop."

"Amberley Wubo...incredible score, incredible alley-oop, incredible goal, it will definitely be selected as one of the top ten goals in this game."

The entire arena exploded as if a depth charge had been dropped.

Xu Ang opened the game with an alley-oop slam dunk that ignited the audience.

"That's it, Xu."

"Kick their ass so hard that Chicagoans go back in disgrace."

"Hey Jordan, you only deserve to smell Xu's fart."

The fans seemed to have drank a glass of stimulants. They clamored and started playing ginseng cock, which made Jordan's face blue with anger. Fortunately, he had dark skin, so no one could tell.

The people of Los Angeles are actually engaging in regional discrimination against me and even gave me a ginseng cock. Let’s wait and see how Uncle Michael destroys the team you support.

I just hope you can still be so energetic by then.

Jordan's eyes were murderous, and he was enraged.

"You look quite scary like this, but it's a pity that I'm not scared."

"By the way, you haven't congratulated me for becoming the first scorer in this round of finals."

As he spoke, Xu Ang waved his finger in front of Jordan's eyes, provoking: "I scored two points, when will you score?"

Next time, on the next attack.

"Boy, don't be proud."

Jordan gritted his teeth.

He knew that Xu Ang was trying to anger him through words. How to use trash talk to influence opponents in the league is also a science. Many stars can do it, and Jordan is also proficient in this.

But many times people are like this. Understanding in their hearts is one thing, but taking actions is another.

He is Michael Jordan, the number one player in the league. How could he allow someone to offend him?

"Whoever provokes me will regret it, boy, and tremble under my wrath."