After pausing for a mont, Qin Yue stood up and added, "Tonight, I will give each of you a ring as a reward for following instructions."
Upon hearing this, Artest and Richardson, who had been at odds earlier, imdiately turned into inseparable good buddies.
Because compared to arguing over who was the Warriors’ best shooter, they were more interested in that ring they could get as long as they followed directions.
The Warriors’ bus arrived at the Arican Airlines Arena 45 minutes before the ga started.
After the first three gas, the ho fans’ excitent was no longer high.
After all, with a big score of 0 to 3 trailing...
Even the most naive Heat fans would ntally prepare themselves in advance to lose this round of finals.
It’s very cruel, but it’s the truth—throughout NBA history, no team has ever made a coback from a 0 to 3 major deficit.
During the warm-up phase, from the excitent, tension, and thrill of the night before the ga...
Qin Yue’s increasingly relaxed expression imdiately made Pat Riley’s eyebrows furrow on the adjacent half.
Riley couldn’t understand why this young man, participating in the finals for the first ti, could be so calm.
In this round of finals, he would stand like an insurmountable mountain, always towering over the Heat.
Then, after sighing deeply, feeling a wrenching pain in his chest, even though he gritted his teeth with hate, Riley could only vent his emotions by stomping and kicking the chair.
Riley was unwilling to lose the finals just like that.
But on this night, who else would be unwilling besides him?
Could it be that the Heat fans on site would be willing? Could the champions piece together the Heat be willing? Could O’Neal be willing? Could Wade be willing?
No one would be willing.
Yet...before these Warriors, they simply couldn’t perform to their expected level.
The morale of the entire Heat team had visibly plumted before the ga.
Especially when they saw the O’Brien Cup arranged by staff on site, that low morale surged with all sorts of emotions...
Almost instantly, it crushed every Heat player’s psychological defense.
That O’Brien Cup, which they had longed for day and night and were willing to give up everything for, was now moving farther and farther away from them.
The always fair Salvatore would be responsible for officiating this finals.
At the center of the field, O’Neal, who felt he had fallen into an abyss, was in stark contrast to the beaming Brown ready to jump against him.
From a "draft bust" to ssiah’s right-hand man.
This was Kwa Brown’s most glorious mont since entering the league.
Because next...
He would start the Warriors’ ultimate battle, under the na of the Golden State Warriors’ starting center!
Brown didn’t disappoint Warriors fans and teammates.
He successfully won ball possession for the Warriors and strode toward the Heat’s half.
Soon after, the TV broadcast imdiately cut to Qin Yue passing through the half-court alongside Davis.
Tonight, many big nas were present at the Arican Airlines Arena.
Among them, so were even fans of Qin Yue.
But at this mont, none of these big nas could steal even the slightest attention from Qin Yue.
Opening attack, Qin Yue effortlessly broke the Heat’s 2-3 zone defense for the Warriors.
With morale low and physically and ntally exhausted—the Heat’s defense had lost the discipline and cooperation they once had.
Instead, O’Neal...
This aging king was fiercely closing in on Qin Yue, who slipped to a high position through a pick-and-roll.
This was one of the rare monts in these finals that Qin Yue acknowledged O’Neal’s effort.
Boom—!
Thus, feigning a shot, but actually prepared to perform "Bowing to Buddha," Qin Yue utilized his astonishing coordination to leap past O’Neal’s defense next mont and drive into the Heat’s territory.
Under the basket, facing the incoming Walker, Qin Yue hung in the air and switched hands to execute a layup.
AND-ONE!
Ball in, whistle blown—this was a magnificent three-point play!
At the free-throw line, Qin Yue executed the additional penalty and scored.
Coming back, it was the Heat’s turn to attack.
The unwilling "Cheeky Hero" puffed up his cheeks, pressed the pedal, and successfully broke through Artest’s defense, hitting a jump shot.
"This is the finals; we haven’t lost yet!!!"
After scoring, looking at the demoralized teammates, Wade roared.
Maybe Qin Yue would soon grasp the championship ring... that Wade failed to, but Wade didn’t want to give up yet.
So what if trailing 0-3 major score? As long as we don’t give up, the Warriors can’t say they’ve already won this finals—at this mont, Wade thought in his heart.
And the tenacious Flash was undoubtedly worth Qin Yue giving 200% to this ultimate battle.
On the court, with Warriors’ ball, utilizing Richardson’s screen on the flank to tear open a gap, Qin Yue quickly cut into the Heat’s inside line, powerfully rising as he received the ball.
Knowing he couldn’t be gentle like Walker earlier against Qin Yue, O’Neal couldn’t return in ti and had to land a firm slap on Qin Yue’s shoulder.
This was a strong foul to disrupt the offense.
However, to O’Neal’s surprise, facing his fierce foul, Qin Yue casually said...
"Even your foul is so light; didn’t you have enough to eat?"
Evidently, despite playing three finals gas, O’Neal still didn’t understand Qin Yue.
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