Li Feng was also very angry, but as things had come to this, he couldn't lose his head.
So he advised his teammates to calm down, and then Li Feng took the stage again.
Younes was also furious. Yao Ming had been injured twice, which was equivalent to casting a shadow over China's advancement.
Fortunately, after the team doctor's examination, it was confirmed that there was no structural damage, only some bruising below the knee.
Although Li Feng did not show anger on the surface, the fire in his heart had already burned to the extreme.
After he stepped onto the court, he walked up to Balak, stared at him fiercely, and shook his head gently.
Balak, seeing Da Yao go down, was secretly delighted and thought he could slaughter at will.
But when he saw Li Feng's gaze, he felt a chill down his spine, because the coldness in Li Feng's eyes was like a cold, sharp sword piercing his heart.
The Chinese team attacked, and Li Feng once again turned the offensive mode into a personal offensive!
He held the ball at the top of the arc, facing the double-team from Croatia. With his dazzling dribbling skills that were like butterflies dancing through flowers, he weaved through the two players and headed straight for the paint.
Balak, relying on his height and long arms, blocked his way under the basket, preparing to stop Li Feng.
Li Feng's gaze earlier had made him uneasy, so he decided that no matter what, even if it meant fouling, he had to take down this Chinese kid!
Li Feng had no intention of passing. The moment his left foot crossed the free-throw line, he took flight.
The audience was stunned, and his teammates were also stunned.
Was Li Feng going to dunk over the opponent's big center again?
Although Li Feng had done this before, seeing it again now, he still couldn't believe it.
The difference in height and weight between the two was too great.
Li Feng leaped high. At the peak of his jump, he held the ball in his right hand, swayed in the air, and between Balak's outstretched arms, he forcefully slammed the ball into the basket!
Balak's massive body made forceful contact with Li Feng, producing a loud bang!
After the thunderous dunk, Li Feng landed gracefully.
Balak was not as composed. He was sent tumbling backward by the impact.
Beep...
The referee's whistle blew, calling a blocking foul on Balak!
Li Feng glared fiercely at Balak on the ground, then roared at the sky, releasing his pent-up frustration!
The dunk was so domineering that the emotions of the entire audience were ignited again. Everyone cheered loudly.
His teammates also rushed over and hugged Li Feng tightly!
Only those who had played the game knew how difficult that play was, and against Balak!
Balak had once been named the Best Defensive Player in the Spanish league; he wasn't a weakling.
Yet in front of Li Feng, he looked like a clueless giant who didn't know how to play, completely defenseless.
Balak was helped up by his teammates, shaking his head helplessly. He knew why Li Feng had humiliated him like this, but he was powerless.
With such a difference in height and weight, he still couldn't defend Li Feng. What else was there to say?
Li Feng walked to the free-throw line and made the additional free throw.
The score difference between the two teams widened again.
Li Feng was not done yet. He continued in his ferocious mode, using various scoring methods to extend the lead.
Pull-up three-pointer!
Stop-and-pop jumper!
Floating layup in the paint!
...
Not only was Li Feng unstoppable on offense, but he was also everywhere on defense, plugging loopholes and turning China's entire defensive system into a steel wall.
By the end of the first half, China was leading by 21 points!
Chinese fans were extremely excited. Was this a knockout game?
Why did it feel more intense than the group stage? They were dominating the entire game!
In the CCTV Sports Channel broadcast booth, Yu Jia and Coach Zhang were like two excited children, jumping for joy.
This was a semi-final!
The Chinese players were creating a historic moment; how could they not be thrilled?
"Coach Zhang, I'm still replaying Li Feng's dunk. It was truly astonishing!"
"Yes, the height difference between them was so great, and he still managed to dunk. It's truly a blessing for China to have such a guard!"
Coach Zhang was the most emotional. As a renowned figure in Chinese basketball, he knew very well that China couldn't go far relying only on Da Yao, after all, basketball was a team sport.
"Coach Zhang, although China is leading, Da Yao's injury is a concern!" Yu Jia remembered the painful scene of Da Yao falling earlier, and the smile on his face disappeared.
Coach Zhang also sighed, "Let's hope Da Yao is alright. But I saw him sitting on the bench just now, which means it's not a serious injury."
"Let's hope so. Croatia will make a comeback in the second half. They successfully made a comeback in the last game."
"If the Croatian players' shooting touch explodes in the second half, it will be very difficult for us to defend them. This will be a test for the young lads."
The concerns of the two basically represented the thoughts of most fans.
Yao Ming was known as the Great Wall of China. Even if China made it to the finals, without Da Yao, it wouldn't be enough.
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The players who were paying close attention to this game were not only fans and media, but also scouts from various NBA teams.
Their primary focus was still on Li Feng, and the teams were also observing Yi Jianlian and Chen Jianghua.
Yi Jianlian had played a bit reservedly and cautiously in the first few group stage games, appearing somewhat immature.
However, after a few games, he gradually found his rhythm.
Another reason was that Li Feng's threat from the perimeter was too great, and Yao Ming's threat in the paint was equally significant, which gave Yi Jianlian more opportunities.
A-Lian also seized the opportunity and performed better and better, becoming China's third-highest scorer.
Initially, only the Knicks, Suns, and Warriors were pursuing Li Feng, but after a few games, scouts from other teams also joined the fray.
These scouts came here on the personal instructions of their team owners, who insisted that they find every possible way to recruit Li Feng.
Li Feng might not be aware that even before his game finished, his draft stock in the United States had already soared.
Even though Li Feng had another year before graduation, there were already rumors that he would be at least a top-five pick.
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During halftime, Li Feng sat next to Da Yao the entire time.
Yao Ming knew his importance to the team, but the team doctor and Younes had stated that he couldn't risk it, and Yao Ming would not play today.
Although Yao Ming strongly requested to play, saying he was fine, the team doctor and coach had made their decision, and he could only comply.
Seeing that Yao Ming was in a bad mood, Li Feng comforted him, "Brother Yao, don't worry. We will definitely win this game. You just rest up and prepare to show your power in the finals!"
Yao Ming buried his head in his hands, shaking his head in pain, "I want to fight alongside you guys. I don't want to be called someone who reaped the victory fruits in the finals."
Li Feng sighed and persuaded him, "We all know how important you are to our team, and we know you're not that kind of person. Why bother caring about what those unscrupulous media say?"
After listening to Li Feng's advice, Yao Ming's mood improved significantly. He nodded and looked at Li Feng.