Hill slowly smacked out the feeling.

In addition, Mo Mengchen was on the outside, and the Bulls were unable to block Hill's pass line on the spot. After a while, the Pistons climaxed.

The third quarter of death failed to appear as scheduled, but the connection between Mo Mengchen and Hill caught the Bulls off guard.

77 to 64

After the third quarter, the Bulls fell 13 points behind.

If the game ends here, it is not unacceptable for the Bulls, and the series will not be judged by one game.

There is still one quarter, and the score difference is only 13 points. This gap is not irreparable, so they have to continue working hard.

The two sides left the main force and began the final decisive battle.

The first six minutes of the fourth quarter are extremely critical. If the Pistons can play as smoothly as the third quarter, they can win the game in one fell swoop.

As a result, at the beginning of the game, Pipen asked Hill to score a goal.

66 to 77

"It's not that easy to end the game." Pi Peng turned and left.

Mo Mengchen didn't let Hill play back, dribble to the right, and he saw Barkley in the key position.

Rodman fought against the Pistons' inside players at the age of 38. This perseverance is admirable, but this is not the reason why he broke Wallace's nose bridge.

Yes, the test results have come out, Wallace's nose bridge is broken.

For safety reasons, Frause did not let Wallace follow Nash in advance and went to the game with a fractured nose bridge, and Buckak replaced the others.

His defense may be the worst among all the insides of the two teams, but his offense must be the strongest among all the insides of the two teams.

Everyone was relieved to hand the ball to him.

Rodman's physical strength has been almost exhausted, and he has four fouls on his back. His defense will definitely be restrained, while Barkley forced his back to fight with the anger that helped Wallace avenge.

In the last moment, Barkley knocked down Rodman, turned around and forced himself to dunk with his hands in front of Hua Dacheng.

79 to 66

"How long has the Bulls' main force been playing?"

Frauses asked ** Foster.

Foster is familiar with this data: "Since the beginning, everyone has had about five minutes of rest, Michael and Scott have only three minutes of rest, and they have played the third quarter."

"very good."

Frauses looked at Jordan and Pipen, who were running slower and slower, and found that his tactics were not useless.

"They are tired," said Frauses.

Pi Pengqiang's fight against Hill is by no means a regular routine for the Bulls, nor can it be used as the main offensive method.

No matter what, Hill is a member of the second team in the best defensive team. It is impossible for him to be successfully singled every time. Pi Peng is also very clear, but the current triangle offense has been interrupted.

They cannot organize an effective offense.

In the last few seconds, Jordan made a three-pointer from the outside.

The physical fitness problem was very obvious. Jordan's three-pointer hit the front of the basket and bounced back quickly.

Mo Mengchen accurately predicted the long rebound, knocked Harper's body away and took the rebound.

The bull wanted to steal on the spot, but Mo Mengchen turned around with silk, easily avoided the steal, and moved forward.

This is not very fast, but pushing fast attack is enough.

Momonchen passed Alan Houston in front of the field.

Houston made a three-pointer.

82 to 66

"Very good. Just seize a few more opportunities to counterattack, and the Bulls' chances of winning will be gone!"

Vinier Johnson breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the game has been much easier, the pressure the Bulls brought to the Pistons is extremely strong, and the fans on the scene can feel the suffocating intensity.

The Bulls are ready to spread their positions and organize an attack.

Mo Mengchen commanded his teammates to defend at a high position and successfully interrupted the triangular offense.

Want to attack? No problem, please fight alone.

The Bulls have the strongest outside single-handed fighter in the world. This requirement seems to be too much. The prerequisite for singles is to have sufficient physical strength.

Jordan obviously does not have the strength to play continuously singles now, and the Pistons forced them to this point. If they don't give up, they will have to accept the challenge.

Since 1991, Jordan's dictionary has never given up on these two words.

What he wants is to succeed again and again, or to be shot down at the top, just like the Magician and Bird, if someone can defeat them, he will retire.

Because that means that the era that belongs to them is over.

On the contrary, if they continue to win the championship, he will also retire because he cannot find an opponent that can defeat them and basketball loses its fun.

If he can, he would rather be defeated.

The Pistons have this potential, but the result will be achieved until the series is over.

Jordan dribbled through Houston and met his old opponent Barkley. In the air duel, his height was better than the obviously aging Fliggy. He picked the basket with one hand and entered the basket hollow.

"If you want to win, step on my body first." Jordan turned around and said to Mo Mengchen.

68 to 82

"That would be too rude." Mo Mengchen turned around and said coldly, "We will dismember you five horses, then throw them into the Nile to feed the crocodile, and then continue to move forward."

"Oh!"

Jordan smiled coldly, and this was the potential of the Pistons.

Hill, Barkley, Houston, Dumas... No one except Momonchen had the courage to challenge themselves.

No, look at the alliance. Not many people dare to challenge him.

As early as the rookie season, Mo Mengchen hit a buzzer-beating kill on his head. That was his letter of fame and his letter of war.

From then on, Jordan felt that Mo Mengchen's Pistons would become his biggest opponent on the road to domination. His premonition was never accurate, but this time the misfortune was right.

Mo Mengchen rushed to the frontcourt and called himself an eagle-style attack.

The left wing is high, Momonchen vs. Harper.

Harper has always felt that Momon Dun's degree and frequency of action are faster than before.

It's just a feeling, he has no evidence.

Because he played many games with Mo Mengchen, he had an impression of his rate and agility, which was not like this before.

Suddenly, he got faster.

With such a small space, would he have fought one-on-one if he used to be? The answer is no. But now, after he entangled with Harper, he did not lose the disadvantage in the confrontation. He turned around beautifully in seconds, and threw the old Harper, who had rich defensive experience, out of a direction that was completely different from his offensive position.

"Not good!"

Harper looked back.

Mo Mengchen pulled up on the spot and scored.

84 to 68

Mo Mengchen stood there and shouted: "Don't retreat, the whole audience is pressing!"

"Cunning bastard!" The Zen master cursed.

How can these old men in the team deal with the pressing of the whole game under such circumstances?

The Bulls tried their best and took eight seconds to barely pass the half, and was almost yelled to be violating the law in eight seconds.

This time the advancement seemed like a straw that broke the camel's back. When they came to the frontcourt, they could not organize effective tactics and could only activate the game that had been played for several consecutive rounds. Ten years ago was definitely their most effective tactic: give the ball to Jordan and get out of the way.

It was difficult for Jordan to catch the ball, Houston entangled him, and the two of them had no ball running at the basket.

Jordan first ran outside the three-point line on the right, and Houston did not lose the position. He could only continue running. Jordan bypassed a line and ran outside the three-point line on the left, but Houston still did not lose the position.

"Taoth level off-ball defense!"

The commentator loudly praised Houston's restrictions on Jordan.

Jordan would not give up, he continued to run, but this time, there was an extra unball cover on the road than before.

Rodman blocked the man while elbowing him, and Houston finally threw the man away.

Jordan ran to the outside line, Hill took the initiative to follow, and the Pistons quickly changed defense, and no one lost his position.

When Jordan received the ball, the defender became Hill, the Pistons' best defense on the outside.

"Let me teach you something, a top student."

Jordan lowered his center of gravity and dribbled the ball one after another. This set of movements made Mo Mengchen feel familiar, and he quickly remembered it.
To be continued...