After halftime, Lin Wuyue and Field walked onto the court.

Fans on both sides kept shouting, as if they could win the championship with a louder voice.

The interesting thing is that the fans who originally belonged to Dake, Wilson and others also began to cheer for Lin Wuyue at this moment.

[Field, just ask if you are afraid? 】

[Dake has lost, I don't think you have to compare. 】

[Don't be embarrassed, Field is the one who won the MVP of the Finals. 】

[So what?] Dake or Flyer, isn't it also a loss? 】

[Dake is injured, his physical fitness can't keep up, and his reaction is a little slower, so he will naturally lose. 】

[I don't care, anyway, I'm pressing the forest god. 】

[Xiao Su hurriedly settled the previous round of guesses. 】

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Not only the audience in the live broadcast room, but even the audience in front of the live broadcast screen in the Dragon Country Basketball Stadium is also very optimistic about Lin Wuyue.

At this moment, they felt extremely proud.

"There's no way I'm going to let you win!"

Field faced Lin Wuyue, his eyes full of war.

"Yes!"

Lin Wuyue smiled, his face calm, completely enjoying the game.

"Referee, can you let him take off his mask?"

"I don't think he respects me at all, and the black mask is a bad sign in our culture, and he affects me like that!"

"Although the rules of the game do not restrict the opponent from wearing masks, the rules are dead, and people are alive!"

Field sneered, then looked at the referee.

The referee frowned slightly, this situation had never been encountered before, and it was not easy to deal with for a while.

Subsequently, people such as Saipan also came over, saying that the mask Lin Wuyue wore affected their performance.

For a while, the audience was embarrassed.

They also didn't expect that Field would put pressure on Lin Wuyue before the game.

"Interesting!"

Mandri and Dake smiled and didn't say much.

After the referee team discussed, they came to Lin Wuyue and said with a smile:

"Mr. Mask, how do you feel about Field's request that you take your mask off?"

I saw Lin Wuyue smile and said lightly:

"If I'm not mistaken, listen to Field's accent, he's supposed to be an Isuriman!"

"From what I know about Isuriman culture, it doesn't seem to say that black masks are a bad sign!"

"If that's the case, why only let me take the mask, not the audience?"

As soon as these words came out, the corners of Field's mouth twitched.

How is Lin Wuyue's own culture clear?

The audience also began to shout.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start the game!"

"We won't take off the mask unless you refund the ticket."

"Field, I don't even care about Dake, it's better for you not to be so calculating?"

"He must be scared, and he doesn't dare to compare with the masked god of war!"

"Just admit defeat!"

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For a moment, Field's face was filled with shame.

[Still playing with Lin Shen, right? ] 】

[If you can't afford to lose, don't play.] 】

[Lin Shen is not wearing a mask, but a spirit. 】

[How do you look like a mother? 】

[Lin Shen can wear whatever he wants. 】

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The water friends in the live broadcast room are all embarrassed by this.

Even Captain Great Lake and others followed suit, and the fans who learned from Field made grimaces one by one.

"Looks like Field is still scared of that mask?"

In the VIP room, the boss of the Great Lakes team looked at the boss of the Duke team with a smile.

The surrounding tycoons and investors also laughed constantly.

"Humph!"

I saw the boss of the Duke's team snort coldly and didn't say much.

With him, Lin Wuyue said again:

"The reason why I wear a mask is because I think it's handsome, and I don't have any disrespect for my opponent!"

"Please don't misinterpret me, Mr. Field, and please don't misunderstand!"

"I won't take off the mask, otherwise, I wouldn't be called the Mask God of War!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience applauded continuously.

Dake and Mandri looked at each other, but there was some hope.

They desperately wanted to see Lin Wuyue's true face.

[If you say it well, you won't pick it.] 】

[Don't look for trouble. 】

[Field, are you still comparable? 】

[Lin Shen is so handsome that my scalp is numb. 】

[Don't talk nonsense, let's fight! ] 】

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The referee smiled and nodded, looking at Field.

"Mr. Field, the Mask God of War has made it clear that he has no intention of violating it!"

"The referee also thinks he can wear a mask, please understand!"

"Let's start the game, the crowd can't wait!"

Field gritted his teeth and nodded.

originally wanted to give Lin Wuyue a dismissal, but he didn't expect it to have no effect.

As the whistle blew, both sides began to prepare.

"Husband, be careful!"

Su Yueling shouted coquettishly, it doesn't matter what the champion is, in her heart, Lin Wuyue's safety is the first place.

"Okay, the game has officially begun, and with the bouncing power of the mask god of war, it is naturally imperative to kick off!"

"Field needs to be ready to get inside and defend at any time!"

"Of course, don't give the Mask God of War any chance to shoot in the half!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, the basketball was thrown away, and both sides jumped one after another.

Lin Wuyue successfully held the ball in his hand.

It fell suddenly, and the audience roared continuously.

"Humph!"

Field snorted coldly, his nerves tense, guarding his space.

"The masked god of war's skillful dribbling is really pleasing to the eye!"

"Field, don't let your guard down, don't let go of every gap!"

"He's constantly moving outside the three-point line, is he trying to play against Dake in the second round?"

"No, Field's misplacement allowed the Mask God of War to enter the interior line!"

"Fortunately, Field returned to the defense in time and continued to stop the Mask God of War, and he began to interfere non-stop, continuously interrupting the opponent's dribbling action!"

After all, he is the captain of the Duke team and the MVP of the winning team of last year's finals.

Whether it is reaction ability or speed, Lin Wuyue is very recognized.

He didn't want to win too quickly, so he spent it with the other party.

But in Field's opinion, the more Lin Wuyue dragged on, the more it seemed like he was laughing at him.

Especially the appearance of Lin Wuyue wearing a mask stimulated his nerves even more, making his heart beat faster.

"The Mask God of War is very flexible, he is constantly trying to attack!"

"Field's defense is very good, don't give the mask god of war a chance, and at the same time be careful of the opponent's feints!"

"The two also represent the highest level of competition in the basketball world!"

"At this moment, they are the brightest stars!"

"The mask god of war moves faster, and it's another series of feints, turning around and dribbling, it's beautiful......"

The referee shouted excitedly, and the audience kept chanting the names of the two.

I saw Lin Wuyue's back blocking Field from getting closer to the rebound, and the frequency of ball control made Field's face red.

The next second, it suddenly looked towards the rebound.

The sharp eyes under the mask directly made Defield tremble.

This also allowed Lin Wuyue to find the right opportunity to shoot backwards.

"The Mask God of War shot, a beautiful back shot, Field hurry up and grab the rebound!"

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