After a brief "health preservation time," the Bulls were led by Kukoc in the second quarter.

　　Nicknamed "European Jordan" and "Balkan Magician," Kukoc was 211 centimeters tall with his shoes on. He had an elegant playing style and was best at making "miracle shots."

　　Yugoslavia was a magical place. Perhaps it was because the girls there were too "evil," so all Slavs were natural "ball-handling" masters?

　　Whether in basketball or soccer, the Balkans never lacked artists on the field.

　　At the very beginning of the second quarter, after stealing the ball from MacLaine, Kukoc performed a very artistic tactical fadeaway against Ben Wallace's defense.

　　Swish!

　　27 to 22.

　　The 76ers' coaching staff began to look worried again.

　　The difference between the two sides' substitutes...

　　Seemed a bit large.

　　Watching the worried coaches, Su Feng kicked Stackhouse while whistling.

　　Hey, you're going too far!

　　I blocked for my senior and comforted you in the first quarter. It's okay if you kicked me last game, but this game...

　　Don't I deserve to sit next to you?

　　Somewhat annoyed, Stackhouse stood up, grumbling and preparing to change seats.

　　If I don't deserve it, then I don't deserve it.

　　If I can't afford to offend you, can't I at least avoid you?

　　"Jerry, you didn't even break a sweat in the first quarter, did you?"

　　Just as Stackhouse got up to change seats, Little Smarty Davis felt that his damn inspiration had struck again.

　　Stackhouse: "......"

　　Coach, have you forgotten my efforts in the first quarter?

　　I'm a lottery pick in '95, from North Carolina...

　　"Jerry, get ready, go up and lead the team. I'll allow you to fire at will." Davis smiled and patted Stackhouse on the shoulder, saying.

　　Huh?

　　"Okay, Coach."

　　Stackhouse was overjoyed to feel the love from his coach.

　　So, the coach hasn't forgotten me!

　　Looking at Stackhouse happily walking towards the technical table, Su Feng felt that after a few more games, he could use brainwashing to persuade this guy to play the sixth man.

　　Stackhouse's style didn't fit the current 76ers, but as a substitute, even if he only had a 40% shooting percentage, he was more reliable than those dummies like MacLaine.

　　Although he was just a rookie, the 76ers were in trouble, so as 'the.king', how could Su Feng sit idly by?

　　On the court, Stackhouse's appearance confirmed Su Feng's guess.

　　This guy was simply the perfect bench leader.

　　The Bulls' substitutes, Kukoc and Kerr, were notorious sieves.

　　As long as Stackhouse didn't take wild shots, before Joe, Pip, Su, and Ai returned, the world was his.

　　You have Chicago's vanguard Kukoc, and I also have Philadelphia's general Stackhouse.

　　What's there to fear from the small Bulls?

　　……

　　On the Bulls' bench, seeing that the score difference between the two teams couldn't be widened, the "KFC spokesman" couldn't sit still.

　　This was just a regular season game, but it felt as difficult as a playoff game.

　　Phil Jackson felt that he had underestimated this 76ers team a bit.

　　So, the Zen Master made a note in his little notebook.

　tCalling a timeout to adjust?

　　Wake up, that's not in line with the Zen Master's persona.

　　The game is so beautiful, how can I be so irritable?

　　No rush, no rush, the championship needs to be sought slowly.

　　In this way, Stackhouse, who had a great time in the second quarter, scored 11 points in one go.

　　Before the main players of both sides returned, the score on the court had become 39 to 38.

　　However, when he was replaced by Su Feng and others, Stackhouse always felt that something was strange.

　　Forget it, that's not important!

　　What's important is that he had a great time scoring.

　　There was no damn ball-hogging point guard with too much time on the ball to steal his possessions.

　　Nor was there that damn sharp-eyed guy constantly calling him over to set screens.

　　All there was, was carefree and crazy shooting.

　　Stackhouse sat down very satisfied.

　　And Su Feng, before taking the court, pulled Ben aside and asked, "Are you afraid of Michael Jordan?"

　　Ben Wallace shook his head, feeling that Su Feng had underestimated him, and deliberately dragged out his voice, saying:

　　"I - am - not - afraid!"

　　Su Feng patted Ben Wallace's shoulder with satisfaction, "When you set screens for me later, remember to make them solid, even if it's called a foul, it doesn't matter."

　　Ben Wallace nodded, with an expression that said, "Leave it to me."

　　Su Feng gave him a thumbs up: "Keep it up, in my mind, your screens are better than even 'Mailman' Malone's!"

　　Ben was energetic and felt full of power.

　　Su Feng knew that after Iverson's almost perfect performance in the first quarter, the Bulls wouldn't be stupid enough to let him keep breaking through in the second quarter.

　　With Iverson's height of less than 180, getting caught in an encirclement was just asking for death.

　　In Su Feng's view, every game against the Bulls required fighting for a glimmer of hope.

　　And today, although he didn't know why the Bulls let Pippen guard Iverson, Ai was the only hope for the 76ers.

　　Under my big elbows, unleash your crazy output, Answer!

　　Su Feng blew hot air on his clasped hands.

　　It was time to further liberate the Answer.

　　……

　　On the court, after the timeout, Jordan once again defeated Su Feng.

　　"Hey, cute kid, this ball is a gift from me to you."

　　After a half-quarter of rest and adjustment, Jordan's mood improved a lot.

　　After all, statistically, he had completely crushed Su Feng.

　　However, Su Feng's never-say-die personality...

　　Made Jordan, the Boss, feel very embarrassed.

　　This time was the same, Su Feng directly ignored Jordan's trash talk.

　　41 to 38.

　　76ers' offense, in the second half of the second quarter, the Bulls didn't put on Longley.

　　At this time, their lineup on the court was Rodman, Kukoc, Pippen, Jordan, and Harper.

　　Crazy rotation, suffocating full-court pressure.

　　This was the Bulls' signature tactic besides the triangle offense.

　　When Iverson dribbled past half-court, the 76ers only had 16 seconds left on the shot clock.

　　Although his ankles were about to break, Pippen's defense was not easy to overcome.

　　However, Pippen vowed in his heart that if he ever bet with Jordan again, he wouldn't be human.

　　Wasn't it better to let Harper defend Iverson honestly?

　　Look at Harper, he was almost as lazy as a husky this game.

　　On the court, the young Ai hesitated after seeing the Bulls' tight defense.

　　The Answer at this time hadn't been trained by Brown yet, and he also had to shoulder the responsibility of feeding Su Feng, so Iverson didn't mess around with this possession.

　　So, what was Su Feng doing at this time?

　　Art is the screen!

　　Jordan was dizzy.

　　He was really dizzy this time.

　　Because inexplicably, just as he was closely following Su Feng, a dark figure suddenly blocked his path!

　　Unlike Stackhouse, Da Ben's screen was truly black and hard.

　　Seeing Jordan blocked, Kukoc hurriedly switched to defend Su Feng.

　　The opportunity had come!

　　Iverson decisively called for Su Feng, and Su Feng successfully received the call from the Answer.

　　The "Ai-Feng" connection, Su Feng received the ball and turned around to fire.

　　Kukoc raised his hands, trying to interfere with Su Feng, but for Su Feng, who had been constantly tormented by Jordan...

　　Even if his eyes were covered by Kukoc's hands when he shot.

　　At this moment, he was as if he had an open look.

　　Swish!

　　41 all!

　　This was Su Feng's first three-pointer of the night.

　　Perhaps because he was used to shooting blindfolded three-pointers, Kukoc's shot didn't have a substantial impact on Su Feng's shot.

　　At the Zhongzhou Arena, the cheers of "Lose, lose, lose" rang out again.

　　The Chinese fans in front of the TV felt like they had misheard, because which home team would curse their own team to lose?

　　Fortunately, Zhang directed in time to give a reasonable explanation: "This is a pronunciation problem, I think the 76ers fans should change to call Su Feng's nickname 'the.king'."

　　"Zhang directed is right, this is the first three-pointer of the night by the little emperor Su Feng.

　　Let's see if he can use this to find his touch and regain the style of the first game." Sun Zhengping said with a smile.

　　Hearing this, Zhang directed immediately became unhappy and quickly corrected: "Actually, Su Feng has played very well today, you see, how well he has limited Jordan today?"

　　Sun Zhengping nodded, "Yes, let's take a look at the technical statistics, Jordan is 8 of 14 today, and the shooting percentage is indeed not more than fifty percent."

　　"......"

　　Your math, wasn't it taught by a physical education teacher?

　　Zhang Weiping quickly gave Sun Zhengping a wink, and at this time, Sun Zhengping, who had reacted, smiled: "Oh, sorry, let me correct it.

　　I just miscalculated, Jordan's shooting percentage today should not be more than forty percent."

　　Alright, Zhang directed silently looked up at the sky, thinking that Sun Zhengping's math should be hopeless.

　　……

　　On the court, after being stolen by Su Feng for a three-pointer, looking at Su Feng's excited expression...

　　Jordan was angry...

　　No, no.

　　Don't get emotional, don't get emotional.

　　Otherwise, there will be no end to playing with this little brat.

　　This possession, the Bulls played the triangle, and the Bulls players stood in a 1-2-2 formation.

　　After a few simple passes, Jordan, who received the ball, noticed Da Ben, who was preparing to help defend while leaning on Su Feng.

　　On the court, Pippen suddenly cut to the basket, Jordan passed the ball behind his head, and Pippen easily scored, 43 to 41.

　　Obviously, Jordan didn't want to waste time with Su Feng anymore.

　　In the latter three-peat, Jordan often used his threat on the offensive end to help his teammates create opportunities.

　　If he hadn't been angered by Su Feng's "Retire, Michael," Jordan wouldn't have started the decisive mode from the beginning.

　　After the Zen Master's reminder, Jordan, who paid more attention to winning and losing in the latter three-peat, decided to slow down first.

　　As for public execution, based on Jordan's observation, Su Feng was the kind of kid who couldn't be beaten to death in one game.

　　Therefore, Jordan decided to continue beating him in the next game, and in this game, he would first widen the score difference.

　　But in this way...

　　Then Su Feng wouldn't be happy!

　　You must know that Su Feng was still counting on Jordan to open up the defensive bottleneck for him.

　　Moreover, if Jordan was going to play so leisurely in the second quarter, then Su Feng knew that he would die even more miserably in the third and fourth quarters.

　　No, no.

　　The taunt wasn't tight enough, the Boss was about to slip away.

　　So, on the 76ers' possession, while running, Su Feng looked at Jordan and said, "Michael, have you given up on competing with me?"

　　Jordan just guarded Su Feng, pretending that he couldn't hear him.

　　Su Feng: "......"

　　Rogue!

　　Too shameless!

　　How can people be so brazen?

　　You want to run after beating me?

　　This......

　　What's the difference between this and the kind of person who breaks up as soon as they're done?

　　Su Feng knew that ordinary trash talk couldn't stimulate Jordan.

　　The biggest difference between Jordan and Kobe was that he had experienced the beatings of society in his early years, so he was called an old rogue.

　　In terms of playing rogue, in this league, Su Feng felt that no one except himself could match him.

　　To be honest...

　　Jordan decided not to argue with this kid because he saw the rogue attributes in Su Feng.

　　Hey, don't say it, Jordan was quite happy to see this kid getting exasperated.

　　Say it, keep saying it!

　　I won't pay attention to you anymore, kid!

　　Bang!

　　This damn screen, will the referee really not do anything about it?

　　Jordan thought bitterly, having been hit by Da Ben's elbow again.

　　On the court, with Da Ben's screen, although he didn't completely shake off the old rogue this time, Su Feng still gained half a position.

　　Iverson's pie was delivered in time, and Su Feng took the ball and shot quickly, not giving Jordan a chance to block him.

　　Clang!

　　Unfortunately, Su Feng shot too hastily, and the ball went wide of the rim.

　　Jordan was overjoyed, and in his opinion, Su Feng's joy after missing the shot must have been faked.

　　Kid, your acting skills are not up to par yet!

　　Rodman grabbed another rebound, and the Bulls attacked.

　　Jordan actively muted himself, and the Bulls scored two more points again through Pippen.

　　45 to 41.

　　For some reason, Jordan felt that his mood at this moment was even better than scoring on Su Feng.

　　This feeling of finding Su Feng's weakness made Jordan feel extremely happy.

　　Turning around, the 76ers attacked, Iverson broke through and passed, Witherspoon was blocked by Rodman, and the Bulls countered again.

　　Kukoc made a solo fast break.

　　47 to 41.

　　On the sidelines, Davis called a timeout in time.

　　Because the Bulls were obviously about to gain momentum.

　　……

　　What to do, Jordan started playing rogue, the court is waiting, it's quite urgent.

　　In order to get beaten in different ways, Su Feng felt that he was also the number one person in history.

　　Su Feng knew that if he wanted to cause an upset, he had to further consume Jordan.

　　Then drag it to Iverson's next wave of attack cooldown, and there would be a little bit of a chance.

　　Give up?

　　How could he possibly give up.

　　Even if there was only a one in ten million chance, in Su Feng's view, rounding it off was not much different from a fifty-fifty chance.

　　So, after the timeout, the energetic Su Feng once again appeared in front of Jordan.

　　Jordan: "......"

　tHow can this person be even thicker-skinned than Reggie Miller?

　　Jordan even began to suspect Su Feng's identity as a Jordan fan.

　　On the court, the 76ers attacked.

　　Su Feng started running.

　　Jordan took a deep breath and chased after him again.

　　However...

　　This time, Su Feng's running was different from before.

　　At the high post, Iverson read Su Feng's run and held up four fingers.

　　Da Ben, who was originally going to set a screen for Su Feng, also stopped in his tracks.

　　At the Zhongzhou Arena, the fans on the scene consciously left their warm seats.

　　Because this was iso, Su Feng was going to play one-on-one.

　　"Yo ho, let's take a look at this ball, this is interesting." On the Datian Dynasty TV station, Zhang Weiping said excitedly.

　　"Tired of running? Kid?" Jordan teased while bracing Su Feng with his elbow.

　　Su Feng didn't answer.

　　On the court, as soon as he said it, Su Feng directly turned over after leaning on Jordan.

　　This beautiful turnaround...

　　Jordan pounced on him, but at this moment, his somewhat tired body held him back.

　　Did you really think Jordan was made of iron?

　　He also gets tired!

　　In order to avoid being blocked, Su Feng not only turned over quickly, but also leaned back a lot.

　　Swish!

　　47 to 43!

　　Although it wasn't quite the same as Jordan's style, a made basket is a good basket!

　　"Michael, I know you can't do it anymore.

　　But for men, if you can't do it, you can't do it.

　　So let's keep it simple and face off head-on!" Seeing the basketball steadily entering the net, Su Feng took out his ultimate move.

　　Jordan: "......"

　　Young man, do you know how to write the word "death"?

　　……