Soon, time flew by in Sloan's tactical explanation, and in a short time, the second half of the game began.

With the start of the game, Yang Mo found Michael Jordan as soon as possible, and he said that he would strictly guard Jordan and would definitely implement it to the end. Yang Mo has already regarded the third quarter as a tiebreaker, he doesn't want to drag the game into the fourth quarter, let alone decide the winner at the last moment. You know, in history, the Jazz team has never won against the Bulls at a critical moment, and both Finals have suffered a stunner, and Yang Mo doesn't want to repeat this tragedy. He's here tonight to reverse the tragedy.

In the face of Yang Mo's personal service, Michael Jordan has long been used to it. Instead, he prefers tonight's Stockton, because although the previous Stockton was not as strong as tonight's physical fitness, this guy always likes to play tricks, either scratching your waist or pinching your waist or giving you an elbow directly, and black feet are also a common thing. In Jordan's mind, Stockton is the blackest basketball player, much darker than the Pistons. And tonight, although it is also very uncomfortable, but there is no need to guard against these black hands, it is good to come openly!

"Every time you defend so hard and I score easily, what do you think?" Jordan was entangled with Yang Mo while spewing trash talk: "Don't you feel annoyed?" Don't you feel that God is unfair to you? ”

"Isn't it normal for you to score on my head?" Yang Mo smiled and replied very naturally: "The reason why I worked hard to defend was because of the tactical arrangement. I know you're trying to get me angry by spewing trash talk and then doing something impulsive, or something bad for the team. Do you think my psychological quality is so immature? ”

Yang Mo said it so naturally, Michael Jordan had nothing to say, since the agitation method is useless, then why bother with words? Talking is also physically demanding.

When Ron Harble came to the front court with the ball, Russell really executed a tight defense. Russell was a well-known defensive stalwart in the 90s, and although he was ridiculed for his last-minute kill in Game 6 of the Finals (which was tonight), no one can deny that he was a good defender. At least Ron Hubble didn't dare deny it.

At this time, Ron Hubble found that no matter how he moved, he could not get rid of Russell's defense, and even the passing route was blocked by most of the way. There was no way, he could only hoist the ball to Michael Jordan in the back position.

Michael Jordan received the ball and went up a little, he thought that Yang Mo would move with the trend, but found that Yang Mo behind him did not move at all. He was suddenly a little surprised: he immediately turned around and faced Yang Mo head-on. I saw Yang Mo open his arms and keep waving left and right.

Seeing this, Jordan immediately concluded that Yang Mo's defensive tendencies were clearly set to prevent passing and not shooting.

Michael Jordan subconsciously glanced back, and at the same time as he swept the position of his teammates, Yang Mo, who was standing in front of him and kept waving his arms left and right, suddenly activated, and saw his right hand slap on Jordan's basketball trickily and quickly...... Boom! The huge force instantly made the basketball in Michael Jordan's hand fall off. By the time Jordan went to pick up the ball urgently, Yang Mo had already rushed over like a bull...... Bang, Yang Mo directly knocked Jordan to the side.

For this strong physical contact, the referee didn't even mean to blow the whistle.

Yang Mo loved the referee of the nineties in his heart at that moment, so that's right. Where is the collision foul at the level of body hair like ten years later, so that it will not affect the confrontation and viewing surname of the game!

While thanking the referee for his wisdom, Yang Mo also quickly stole the basketball and rushed towards the front court like the wind. Michael Jordan hurriedly turned around and pursued, but the moment he turned around, Yang Mo had already thrown off his four or five big steps. No way, although Michael Jordan is a basketball god, he does not have an advantage in terms of speed, and he is almost forty years old in ninety-eight years.

After Yang Mo quickly flashed Jordan, he came to the front court in the blink of an eye, in fact, just two steps after the middle line, Yang Mo quickly stopped and braked, and then thundered like a storm...... Shoot a large three-pointer relentlessly.

Jerry Sloan, who shot three points, was so frightened that he almost didn't scold the letter at the beginning of the F. In the minds of academic coaches, such a three-point is obviously unreasonable, and it should be a layup when no one is defending? Even if you don't go to the basket, you can press down the rhythm and sort out a half-court offense? How can you ...... so hastily?

Before Jerry Sloan's complaint could get out of his throat, the ball's parabola in the air was already falling and burrowing into the Nets with lightning speed...... Swish!

The moment the basketball got into the hoop and flipped the net, the whole Salt Lake City boiled, and the whole scene fell into a frenzied shouting and howling. Mormons don't have much more than passion.

And for Yang Mo, all this is a bit unreal like a dream, he actually stole the basketball god Michael Jordan? And hit a three-pointer? Oh, my God!

Yang Mo slowly raised his right hand for the steal, his face full of incredulity.

Just when Yang Mo felt incredible, the sound of Jordan putting pressure on the referee had already penetrated into Yang Mo's ears: "He fouled just now, this is definitely a thug, you must not be punished like this next time, this is unfair, you must not change your fairness and justice because this is Salt Lake City." “

I'll it, the god of basketball is the god of basketball, and even the referee has such a tone. I still need to learn!

Yang Mo nodded thoughtfully, he was comprehending Jordan's complaining spirit.

The steal was clearly not a singular issue, and for the rest of the game, Russell still firmly controlled Ron Harbble's passing lane, allowing him to pass the ball to Jordan. Russell looks like a shepherd with a whip, constantly herding the sheep into the tiger's burrow.

After Jordan received the ball, in the face of Yang Mo's alert and chicken thief's defense, he also had to execute more singles. As soon as he executed the singles, Yang Mo stalked him, and in this case, his shooting rate decreased slightly, but the overall level remained at a relatively high level.

Jordan's shooting percentage is relatively high, but unfortunately, if the Jazz's shooting percentage is described in one word, it can only be called no missed shots, or 100 shots. Under Yang Mo's precise passing, Hornacek, Russell and Karl Malone can get the advantage of vacancy or misalignment almost every time, and in such a situation, of course, the easier it is.

Phil Jackson also tried to contain Yang Mo's assist engine from the source. But... It's a pity that Scott Pippen really can't defend himself, Yang Mo's strength, speed, and explosiveness are too amazing, and now he is simply a bug, he may not be able to shoot under the defense of the tall Pippen, but passing... It's really hard to contain, and his passing is too precise. In terms of passing skills, Stockton is at least in the top three of all time.

In this case, the Jazz actually extended the margin to 17 points in the third quarter, which is a staggering score and almost an irreversible score.

Michael Jordan looked a little angry and unacceptable, and in the first three minutes of the fourth quarter, he teamed up with Scott Pippen to carry out a brutal assault campaign, and the two of them continued to break into the Jazz's **, trying to cause damage and take out Carl Malone and other interior players.

Their ploy was seen through by Yang Mo after successfully making two fouls, and since they wanted to open a breakthrough from the inside, Yang Mo decisively decided to end their hope of counterattack from the outside. So, he called Karl Marrone and Ostertag aside, and whispered a few words in their ears, at first both of them were surprised, thinking that it was not advisable, but with Yang Mo's insistence, they still agreed.

In this way, the inhumane double-block and three-point shooting tactics reappeared.

Two strong men like Roshan guarded Yang Mo's left and right ends respectively to separate his opponent, and then Yang Mo shot easily in it...... Swish! Swish! Swish! One three-pointer after another repaired the damage that Michael Jordan Scott Pippen had worked so hard to make, and gave them a few stabs.

There is no doubt that this is an offensive mode with a cheating surname. After Yang Mo made three three-pointers in a row, Phil Jackson began to complain on the sidelines, and Jordan kept putting pressure on the referee. But the referee was unmoved, and he thought that since the rules did not prohibit the use of double blocks, then it was feasible. And the three-point shot is a very risky way to deal with it, and no one can guarantee that every ball can be hit.

The referee ignored it, and Yang Mo's three points fell into the Bulls' nets like raindrops. In this case, the bull had to drink the defeat. With three minutes left in the game, Phil Jackson, who had failed several times, directly pulled down all the main forces, and he used this way to express his strong dissatisfaction.

And at this moment, Yang Mo's three points began to deviate, bang bang! Lost three or four in a row. Seeing this, Yang Mo also hurried down, so as not to completely lower the average hit rate. By this time, the Jazz had a 25-point lead, and the Bulls were running out of ideas.

Soon, the game was over.

Before the end of the game, Yang Mo had already come to the bench of the Bulls, and he had two words to say to Michael Jordan, but he was afraid that he would leave as soon as the game was over, so he passed early.

"Michael, you're the best basketball player I've ever seen, and you're the god of basketball." As soon as Yang Mo came up, he was convinced and praised from the heart.

But these words fell into the ears of Michael Jordan, who lost, but it was so unpleasant: Boy, did you come here on purpose to step on the field?

Of course Yang Mo didn't mean this, he saw Yang Mo's ugly expression, and quickly said: "I have no malice, you are my idol, really, I grew up watching your balls since I was a child......"

Jordan was even more annoyed when he heard this, Damn, John Stockton, you are more advanced in the league than Lao Tzu, and you grew up watching my balls? Why don't you die?

Where did Jordan know about this, John Stockton is no longer John Stockton, but a guy from ten years later.

Yang Mo saw that Jordan's face was getting more and more ugly, and hurriedly said the last sentence: "Michael, no matter what, you are my idol, but I will definitely beat you." I'm going to replace you as the god of basketball, and I'm going to do it. ”

After Yang Mo said this, Jordan's fists were already clenched, and he thought to himself that he had finally exposed your hostility, right? You still want to replace me, do you think it's great that you won a game? There's also a tie-break!

And at this moment, the whistle at the end of the game sounded, Yang Mo felt his head stunned, and his soul was quickly withdrawn, at this time he couldn't care about how Stockton himself would be attacked by Michael Jordan next. He's ready to go back and kill in ten years!! You know, this time he went back with Stockton's passing ability and Michael Jordan's on-court experience!

These two are superimposed on the original Yang Mo, and the strength may not be weaker than tonight's Stockton! Although, it can't be compared to Michael Jordan. But... It shouldn't be a problem to have fun with the Magic. As for LeBron James's title of the league's No. 1 person, it should also tremble for it, right? ――

[The third update is delivered, it's late at night, ask for some recommendation tickets.] 】-

(To be continued.) )