Three-pointer hit the board into the basket!

89VS64!

The difference between the two teams has become 25 points, with 5 minutes and 22 seconds left.

"This kid is lucky."

"Well, it's already 3 points. If he can get another seven points, the reporter will kiss the donkey's butt. Hehe, it's quite interesting to think about it."

On the Cavaliers bench, Toms and Devin did not take Lin Feng's three-pointer at all. In their opinion, this goal was just luck.

"Lin, it's done well."

Bright and Lin Feng celebrated with high fives.

The Cavaliers serve at the bottom line.

Substitute point guard Rodchi dribbled the ball through the half, and Lin Feng was responsible for defending him.

"FUCK! Trash! Don't try to grab the ball from me!" Rodge squirted while squirting the trash.

"Basketball is not made with your mouth. I just made a three-pointer. Can you?" Lin Feng responded with a smile.

"Isn't it just a three-pointer? It's nothing difficult!" Because he led the big score, Rodqi knew that Lin Feng was motivating him, but he chose to force his attack.

Bang!

Three-pointer iron.

Bright picked up the rebound, Lin Feng quickly got off and rushed to the zero-degree position on the left side of the court.

"Lin, your chance."

Bright once again threw the basketball to Lin Feng.

After Lin Feng received the ball, he took the action decisively.

This time it was an opportunity for a vacant seat, and Lin Feng took action very calmly.

The flight trajectory of the basketball is also very perfect.

Swish!

The Nets flipped up!

Hit!

This goal was clean and neat!

89VS67!

The Cavaliers also lead by 22 points.

“In again.”

"That kid hit two three-pointers in a row."

"It's 6 points, can he get ten in this game?"

Lin Feng made two consecutive three-pointers, and the fans at the scene immediately started to discuss it. However, at this time, they were only concerned about whether Lin Feng could get ten points. No one thought that the game could be reversed again.

"FUCK! You are so lucky to be like this garbage!" Rodqi said angrily against Lin Feng again.

"Are you lucky? Then why are you not so lucky?" Lin Feng sneered.

"Look at it, yellow-bred pig, I will definitely beat you up!" Rodqi said viciously.

"Hey, your shoelaces are open..." Lin Feng said suddenly.

"What?" Rodqi subconsciously looked down, and at this moment, Lin Feng suddenly poked out his right hand and broke Rodqi's basketball.

"Filly, you're fooled!"

Lin Feng dribbled the ball and passed the half quickly, with no one in front.

Just when everyone thought Lin Feng would complete an easy layup, he stopped outside the three-point line.

"FUCK! What is this guy going to do?"

"Shot three points?"

"So confident?"

Under the gaze of more than 20,000 spectators in the audience, Lin Feng jumped high and made a three-pointer after a sudden stop outside the three-pointer line!

Swish!

The Nets flipped up!

Hit!

89VS70!

The gap between the two sides narrowed to 19 points, with 5 minutes and 02 seconds left in the game!

"FUCK! How is this possible!"

"Oh Maiga, I'm in again!"

"This Chinese kid has made three consecutive three-pointers!"

There was noisy talk at the scene, and Cavaliers head coach Brown was forced to call for a timeout.

Commentary seat.

UNP Sports commentator Heisen said with an incredible look on his face: "Oh my God, this kid has already scored 9 points, and it's still one point away. Swift is about to kiss the donkey's butt."

"It's really surprising that this Chinese kid actually has such a beautiful three-pointer." Commentary guest Johnson sighed.

"NO!NO!NO! I think he is just lucky, just look at his three-pointer on the board." Heisen said with disdain.

"That three-pointer on the board is indeed a bit more lucky, but the last two three-pointers are a reflection of strength. His three-pointer shooting speed is definitely the first-class in the league. Just by looking at his shooting speed, you can tell how hard he is in training. I'm afraid he has to shoot more than a thousand goals every day, or even more. Moreover, he is very confident. After taking action, before the basketball enters the basket, his hand clenched his fists to celebrate. This is the confidence and psychological quality that only a super shooter has!" Johnson said solemnly.

"That guy is really that powerful?" Heisen was skeptical.

"At least, what I see is that." Johnson stared at Lin Feng on the Knicks' bench and said: "This kid may become an X-factor in this series."

"It's not so exaggerating! Even if that kid has some skills, it's just because the Cavaliers don't play the main player. Once he faces Devin, outside players of Larry's level will definitely be beaten back to their original form." Hesen spread his hands and said.

"Maybe, but the Knicks' deal is very cost-effective. I'll just say that guy Mills never does lose money." Johnson sighed softly.

Knicks bench.

Head coach Phils is setting tactics around Lin Feng, and his request is for everyone on the court to create an open three-pointer for Lin Feng.

The referee whistle sounded.

The game continues.

Neither team has made a personnel switch. The Knicks played smoothly, while the Cavaliers head coach Brown believes that there is no need to substitute people. After all, they are still 19 points ahead. All they have to do is control the rhythm, not blindly and hasty action.

Cavaliers' ball rights.

Rodch followed the instructions of head coach Brown, suppressing the rhythm and not in a hurry to attack.

There are 24 seconds left in the offensive time.

Rodchi suddenly launched, made a pick-and-roll cooperation with his teammates, and then rushed straight to the basket.

Bang!

The Knicks substitute power forward Oscar gave him a big hat, then took the basketball down and threw it directly to Bright who was about to get off.

"Lin, rush over!"

Bright ran with the ball and shouted, and Lin Feng quickly followed the half.

"Get another goal!"

Seeing Lin Feng following, Bright passed the ball to Lin Feng again.

At this time, Lin Feng's position was nearly two meters away from the top fox's three-point line. However, at such a long distance, Lin Feng jumped up and made a three-pointer after receiving the ball.

The basketball almost flew over half of the court, and then fell into the basket accurately.

Swish!

The Nets flipped up.

Hit again.

89VS73!!

The difference between the two sides reached 16 points!

Lin Feng personally scored 12 points!

"This guy hit four three-pointers in a row!"

"More importantly, he has already scored 12 points!"

"Oh Maiga, this guy is crazy!"

With Lin Feng's three-pointer, the entire Speed ​​Loan Stadium was boiling. Of course, this boiling was not cheering or excitement, but almost all of a surprise sigh.
To be continued...