"Shaken?"

"Am I being shaken?" Pippen stared blankly at Kobe, who was already hanging from the basket with one hand.

It's already miserable to be blown up.

Being shaken down is simply unacceptable for a player whose defense is the foundation of his footing.

Shame, this is the biggest shame of Pippen's career.

In the seventh game of the finals, being shaken down by the opposing player is simply a shame that will be remembered for a lifetime.

Scottie Pippen was already cautious, he gritted his teeth and looked at Bryant with resentment.

"Replace me." Michael Jordan stood up and took off his red and white jacket, revealing his blood-red No. 23 jersey.

"Hmm." Phil Jackson crossed his fingers and nodded slightly.

Kobe Bryant looked back, he didn't look at Pippen who was sitting on the ground, his opponent was never Pi Erye.

Instead, he looked at Jordan.

Now the two are back on the same running line again!

The other players are always in a supporting role.

Whether it's O'Neill, Pippen. After all, there is no way to influence the direction of the game.

It's just the two of them who decide this game, and it can only be the two of them!

8VS23！

The final showdown of the game is coming!

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"The Bulls replaced Harper with Michael as point guard. Pippen, Cooke, Rodman, Longley! ”

"The Lakers brought in Horry, and they wanted Mr. Big Heart to make a last-minute performance. The lineup is Kobe, Jones, Bowen, Horry, Shaq. ”

There were seven minutes left in the fourth quarter.

93:93 drawn.

In just a few minutes, Bryant blew up Pippen and tied the score.

And Jordan was forced to return to the court.

"It's so hot-blooded, this game is like it's on fire!"

"Sirius, the classic background music, seems to have become Michael's exclusive BGM, and with this music playing, he returned to the field."

"The crazy cheers of the fans in the arena made it seem as if the whole of Chicago could hear it."

"It's so enthusiastic! This atmosphere is terrifying! ”

"Michael, let me try again!" Pippen was unwilling, and he wanted to continue to defend Kobe.

has always been obedient to Pippen, the second master, except for the lore and not giving him a vote, Jordan, who will satisfy whatever Pippen wants, did not pay attention to Pippen's unwillingness at all.

There's no chance for you to try it.

Jordan only has Kobe Bryant in his eyes.

1 to 1!

King to king!

It's time to decide.

Cooke passes the ball to Jordan on the sideline.

Jordan pushed himself.

Pull away, everybody!

Singles!

In the last ball of the third quarter, Bryant defended Jordan.

But Jordan, who had rested for half a day, regained his full fitness again.

unreasonably used speed to match strength, and ran over Kobe Bryant directly with a gallop.

Horry and Kobe, who came to assist in defense, forced to complete the layup!

Steady!

In such a level of confrontation, Jordan's shots are steady as if no one is defending. The feel was so soft, the violent collision didn't affect him at all, and the exaggerated core strength made him seem to not shake at all in the air.

Score!

2+1！

The response of the god of basketball!

As soon as he came on the field, he used a defender's helpless goal to complete 2+1.

"Here's coming, Michael's takeover game is coming."

"There are very few players who have the fitness to take over the game with seven minutes left, let alone the defensive intensity and atmosphere of the finals. But Michael can, maybe that's what makes him great. Larry Bird sighed that the physical fitness of Jordan and Kobe Bryant is what he lacks, and if he has this kind of physical fitness of top black people, he is confident that he can average 40 points per game!

Jordan hit the free throw safely.

Bryant held the ball, and Jordan waved his hand, allowing Pippen to step aside.

Come in person!

After Kobe Bryant came on the court in the fourth quarter, he had scored 7 points in a row!

And he was not ready to stop at all.

Keep it up!

The continuous change of direction in front of the body shakes up a trace of space.

At this point, Kobe Bryant hit the middle distance.

Three feints in a row, followed by an extreme backlash!

The basketball crosses a picturesque arc and goes into the net beautifully!

It's soaring!

Two singles maniacs!

As soon as they got on the court, they entered the rhythm of taking over the game, and only Jordan and Kobe Bryant had this kind of confidence, and in the final moments of the tie-break, they resisted all the team's attacks alone.

If you can win, the light is infinite.

If you lose, you will inevitably be scolded as a tumor.

"Do you dare to fight like this in the robbery seven?" Hill asked for pennies.

"Well, I don't think so." Penny shook his head, is it the ignorant and fearless, or is Kobe Bryant the kind of character who has to hold it in the palm of his hand regardless of victory or defeat? Hardaway had no way of knowing, but he really couldn't make him play like this.

"I can't do it either." Hill smiled bitterly, he was really a little envious of Kobe. If at the end of the regular season, he still has an idea, that is, if he is put in Kobe's position, if not to say that he is better than Kobe, at least it will not be much worse.

But now that Hill has realized, there is indeed a gap between him and Kobe.

Although his physical talent crushes Kobe, Kobe's willpower and skills far surpass him.

"This summer, I'm going to get stronger." Ciel clenched his fists.

"So, training together?"

"Good idea."

In front of the TV, countless basketball lovers are staring intently at the picture inside the TV.

This is a grand festival in the world, and it is a performance that every basketball teenager, whether rich or poor, cannot miss.

"Come on! Michael, kill Kobe! ”

In the slums of Chicago, a 15-year-old young man with large cheeks clenched his fists.

Inside the TV, his idol and Kobe Bryant are fighting ball by ball!

In Wince Salem, North Carolina, a 12-year-old baby-faced teenager has the same flame burning in his eyes as Jordan Bryant.

Paranoia, bravery, tenacity...

"One day, I will put on the greatest performance in front of such a stage."

Washington, DC, a 9-year-old kid with long hands and long legs.

He looked a little cringe, and his eyes never took off the Lakers' No. 8 as all his classmates cheered Jordan on.

That's how basketball should be played.

Los Angeles, the future Splash Brothers, jumped and jumped in front of the TV, as if they wanted to go on the field and Jordan in person.

"Damn Dad, if you can participate in the commentary, can't you get us a few more tickets?"

An apartment in Cleveland, where little LeBron's living has improved.

He and his classmates crowded in front of the coach's television.

The man, James stared closely at Kobe's back.

You can't be defeated by anyone else until I knock you out!

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