The Wizards are still in a figure-8 position, which played the entire second half, and the Lakers are already familiar with it, and they have some experience in dealing with it.

Kobe Bryant dragged his heavy steps and followed Jordan closely, and he never left Jordan in this game, even his eyes rarely took off Jordan.

In other words, he consumed more than Jordan, but Kobe Bryant seemed to be an outlier fabricated by God with faith and steel. He never feels tired in front of his opponents, and his brain is highly excited. Kobe Bryant is a bigot who craves recognition, and his goal is to prove to the world that he is a better player than the basketball gods.

The old rascal is also a paranoid, and Kobe Bryant is full of his own youthful appearance in his eyes. The same challenge to the competitiveness of the strong and never admit defeat, and the same spiritual will forged by steel.

"Hey, Kobe. It is time.”

The old rascal squeezed out a smile that stiffened his muscles because of the excessive consumption, and the tiny pupils released a strong desire to win this crucial match.

“Yes！”

Kobe Bryant didn't want to say a word of nonsense, he had to save his physical strength and defeat the old rascal, which meant everything.

This time it was Larry Hughes who held the ball over the arc and his shooting was relatively poor.

The old rascal was running, and even the sound of bones colliding could be heard, as if it was consuming the last bit of scrap in the tank, and the whole machine became rattling.

Kobe Bryant chased after him, but soon he realized that something was wrong, Jerry Starkerhouse should have run to the other side, but at this time he covered the old hooligan.

Bryant bit his lip to sober himself up, tried to spread out Stark House, and continued to follow the old rascal.

According to tactics, Jeffries and Kwame Brown also moved, and they were approaching like two doors when they were supposed to be standing in the horn area.

The old rascal didn't have to look back to know that Kobe Bryant was chasing after him.

You have to get out of your seat!

The calf muscles tightened violently, and he stepped on the floor with all his might, speeding through the gate formed by Jeffries and Kwame Brown.

This gate is getting smaller and smaller, the passage of life and death, Kobe Bryant just wants to be a little faster, a little faster.

Kobe, who was stunned, stretched out his hand vigorously to grab the dark blue jersey of the old hooligan.

"Bang !!"

Kobe Bryant slammed into the wall of flesh, his mind was in a mess, and he fell backwards silently.

At this time, the old rascal's shot just crossed the sky above Kobe, what a beautiful rainbow it was.

Kobe Bryant tried his best, but - unwillingly!!

"Huh!"

The Wizards recovered two points, using a variant of the figure 8 tactic, the elevator door tactic.

The big shark was the first to step forward and help Kobe Bryant, and he saw how hard his little brother fought tonight.

“Kobe，Are you ok？” The big shark turned Bryant's head, and there was a palm of blood on his palm.

“I’m Ok.” Kobe Bryant just wiped his nose, which was a nosebleed that had just burst out of hitting a wall of flesh.

Kobe Bryant walked to the sidelines and asked the team doctor to deal with it urgently. Phil Jackson finally called the first timeout of the game.

The timeout ended soon and Bryant returned to the court.

The Lakers used delaying tactics, and Fisher stayed on the top arc to dribble and refused to attack.

At this time, the Wizards are still behind by 3-pointers, and they are the one who is in a hurry.

With 10 seconds left in the 24 seconds, Fisher accelerated to the right, and Larry Hughes would let him go and stay on the side.

A hanging pass, which was a little too high because of the interference, O'Neal struggled to leap up and take off the basketball with both hands.

But this position is too far from the basket, O'Neal squeezes hard with his back, it feels very laborious, and it is too far from the basket.

Kobe Bryant, who could only pass the ball out of the bottom corner, was blocked by the old hooligan in the bottom corner, and there was no room for the ball to break through. It had to be passed to Fisher again.

The Wizards were highly motivated defensively, and after a few passes, there were still no good chances, and Fisher had to pull one out of his own.

Unsurprisingly missed, the Wizards possessed the ball, and the clock had 20 seconds left.

At 102:104, the Lakers still lead.

The Wizards wanted to replicate the elevator door tactic, but this time the big shark relied on his massive body to block the position, allowing Bryant to catch up easily.

"It's time for me to fight you, Michael, you have nowhere to hide." Kobe Bryant smiled, excited like a bloodthirsty butcher having caught his prey.

The old rascal took a deep breath and felt like he had regained some strength, and this time he was going to have no reservations.

Sink your shoulders, the first step as fast as lightning.

Kobe's reaction was completely true, blocking the route of the breakthrough one step ahead.

At this time, the speed of the competition is only 23 years old, and it is even slightly faster, and it is impossible to eat Kobe Bryant by speed alone.

The old rascal's movements did not stop.

The muscles of the arm quickly bulged, slapped hard, and then pulled the ball and turned to his back against Kobe.

Bryant stepped back with a difficult break step on his right leg. Bryant was the most successful Jordan imitator, and he knew all of Jordan's technical moves inside out.

He judged that it was a back-to-back turn-and-hand breakout.

But the old rascal is the old rascal after all, and the skillful technical moves make his rhythm different.

The turn of an ordinary person is about 0.3 seconds, but the rhythm of the old rascal's turn changes at will.

Kobe Bryant's reaction was early, the old rascal didn't turn around, and the ball was still tightly stuck to the 9.75-inch big hand.

It was about 0.5 seconds before the old rascal announced that it wasn't a turn, he pulled the ball back and still broke down on the right side.

Probably this is the technique he knows more than Kobe Bryant's imitator - rhythm.

But Kobe Bryant was not completely out of position, and kept clinging to Jordan's side.

The big shark has also been defended, but the old rascal is not afraid at this time, and takes a few steps with long legs to break into the forbidden area.

"Bah!!"

The left leg kicked the ground violently, and the old rascal soared into the sky, holding the basketball high in his right hand, and forcibly took off against the big shark.

Bryant jumped off the side to interfere, and his hands shrouded in front of him.

The big shark had jumped to the top and was close to Jordan, but he discovered the terrible fact that Jordan was still in the air and he had already begun to fall.

He could only pounce forward with both hands and hit Jordan the shoulder.

The trajectory of the old rascal was forcibly interrupted.

Hold back the pain and let out a loud cry.

"Whew~!"

Hu Qingniu seemed to see that the old hooligan's figure suddenly rose out of thin air, and Kobe, who jumped from the side, could no longer reach this airspace height.

At this time, everyone was shocked to realize that the old rascal's forehead had exceeded the basket.

There was no obstacle ahead, but it was too far away. The old rascal can only turn his hand stretched out in the air into a support, a light basket.

The ball landed safely in the basket.

104 draws, and the timer has also come to the end. Just when everyone thought it was going to be overtime.

"Dudu~!"

The referee's whistle blows, O'Neill fouls, and the ball scores a penalty plus a penalty.

The Lakers players quit, especially O'Neal, and tried their best to defend themselves to the referees.

It didn't make the slightest difference, and everyone clearly saw the heavy foul action.

Jordan lived up to expectations and hit the penalty steadily.

At 105:104, the game is really over.

This is Jordan's victory, and Hu Qingniu's victory.

The game was over, and the Wizards bench players rushed out to party around Michael Jordan.

Hu Qingniu sat alone on the chair and wiped his face with his hands.

It's all so unreal.

After employing all his tactics, the team won a thrilling victory over the formidable defending champions.

The dream seemed to have come true, and the basketball theory and practice that he had been thinking about for two lifetimes was successful.

Hu Qingniu remembered Popovich after the Spurs won the championship in 14 years, and he was also sitting alone on the bench and wiping his face.

Probably the two of them are in the same state of mind, and they have waited for a long time to finally get to today.