The live audience erupted into thunderous applause after Yao's score; it was the first successful connection between Li Feng and Yao, and it was a resounding success!
The Greek team began their offense, with Span dribbling the ball from their backcourt.
Li Feng did not engage in a battle of wills with him, retreating to his own half, not applying full-court defense.
Span assumed Li Feng dared not guard him closely, and a cold sneer naturally formed in his heart.
After crossing the half-court line, the entire Greek team set screens for Span, who drove into the paint as if entering an uninhabited realm.
The Chinese defenders were under immense pressure, finding Span's drives incredibly difficult to stop.
There was no alternative; the Greek players were too familiar with each other, their coordination was seamless, and Span moved like a fish in water.
At this moment, Li Feng once again stood before Span.
Span thought to himself, "Just waiting for you, come on, let me toy with you!"
Thus, Span executed a series of lightning-quick crossovers, and in the blink of an eye, he had left Li Feng far behind.
Li Feng, however, seemed as if he were asleep; his body hadn't moved at all, as if he were playing a health-preserving game of basketball.
The spectators were greatly disappointed.
One of the highlights of this game was the matchup between Li Feng and Span!
It was expected to be a collision of titans, a clash of lightning and fire.
Who would have thought Li Feng would be so ineffective!
Span was also inwardly delighted, thinking he had truly overestimated Li Feng; he was simply no match.
And he, aspiring to enter the NBA?
What a preposterous joke!
Just as Span believed he had outmaneuvered Li Feng and was about to drive for an easy layup, suddenly, a figure soared from behind.
*Swish!*
A textbook chase-down block pinned Span's layup firmly against the backboard.
Following that, Li Feng caught the ball with one hand, standing his ground.
Span, on the other hand, lay sprawled on the court, in a rather pathetic state.
Everyone was stunned.
The Chinese fans at the Wukesong Stadium let out a collective gasp!
It turned out Li Feng had a hidden card!
Sports commentators Yu Jia and Zhang Zhiyuan nearly leaped out of their seats, brimming with excitement.
"My goodness, I thought Li Feng was outplayed just now and was wondering what was happening!" Yu Jia exclaimed with a sigh.
"Exactly, I was also thinking, why was Li Feng's defense so passive? The game had just begun. I didn't expect him to be waiting for Span at the basket!"
"Span is too pitiful, haha, to be met with a chase-down block from Li Feng! That's a disgrace!"
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The players on the court and the commentators were all equally shocked.
Especially the Greek head coach, Giannakis, who stood by the sideline, hands on his hips, his mouth agape.
He was very familiar with Span's layup skills.
Let alone Chinese players, even facing the US Dream Team, it would be difficult to stop him.
Yet, Li Feng managed to pull off a chase-down block! This...
Li Feng, with one hand, grabbed the ball and flung it directly to Sun Dasheng, who was waiting beyond the three-point line, initiating a fast break.
Sun Dasheng was actually a bit dazed, as Li Feng's block was so spectacular that he was mesmerized.
As a result, he was half a beat slow in receiving the ball and was intentionally fouled by a Greek player, losing the opportunity for a fast break.
However, it didn't matter; at least Greece conceded a foul.
Span got back on his feet and glanced at Li Feng. His gaze was complex, containing shock, a hint of reverence, and most significantly, defiance!
He had been famous in Europe for a long time and was unwilling to stumble against a young player.
Sun Dasheng took the inbound pass from the sideline and directly passed it to Li Feng.
After crossing half-court, Span once again stood in front of him.
Having suffered a setback earlier, Span naturally wanted to reclaim his honor, at least by getting a steal to vent his frustration.
Li Feng, of course, knew his intentions but wouldn't give him the chance.
Just as Span bent his knees slightly and spread his arms, preparing to play some tight defense, Li Feng suddenly executed a simple crossover. *Swish!*
Span's vision blurred, and Li Feng was gone.
He was inwardly startled and turned to look; Li Feng had already gained a full step on him!
Is this... even human?
This is the power of the league's fastest first step!
The gap between the top in the NBA and the top in Europe is this vast!
The reporters should now understand why Li Feng remained so calm in the face of Span's provocations.
When two individuals are vastly different in caliber, it truly fails to pique one's interest.
Getting past Span was not Li Feng's objective; he continued his lightning-fast charge towards the paint. The 2.07m forward, Vasilopoulos, immediately came to help defend!
He was a head taller than Li Feng and had a long wingspan, so he was confident he could easily defend Li Feng. Even if it meant a foul, he wouldn't allow this smaller guard to be so audacious in the paint!
He had grand intentions, but his abilities did not match!
The moment their bodies made contact, *bang!*
A dull thud, and Vasilopoulos's massive frame was actually shoved aside by Li Feng.
He was sent flying out of bounds, a good five to six meters away, nearly knocking over a cheerleader at courtside.
"Wow..."
The entire stadium erupted in an uproar!
Judging by their weight, the two were not even in the same league.
Even if Yi Jianlian collided with that player, he might not gain an advantage, yet Li Feng...
The fans turned their eyes to the big screen, wanting to rewatch the thrilling moment.
The big screen indeed replayed the clip, and the audience gasped again; it was too shocking!
In the TNT broadcast booth on the other side of the ocean, Barkley and Smith stood up, holding their heads in their hands, their faces filled with disbelief.
"Oh my God, what just happened? Li Feng bounced off a defender who was a head taller than him?"
"What terrifying strength! He's practically a small cannonball!"
"I believe his physical strength is more than enough to establish himself in the NBA; he doesn't even fear any opponent!"
"Exactly, I won't argue with you this time; you're right, his strength is comparable to any NBA player! Including LeBron!"
"LeBron? Are you serious?"
"Yes! Let's wait and see if you don't believe me!" Barkley, who had previously sided with Span, had now "defected" in less than two minutes.
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After shoving the opponent aside, Li Feng exploded towards the basket for a dunk. *Bang!*
It was a seamless execution!
Big Yao had been preparing to cut in for a pass, but his eyes widened as he saw Li Feng effortlessly push aside the defender.
The last time he saw Li Feng train, he thought it was just for fun.
It seems Li Feng is just as formidable in actual combat, truly amazing!
In Li Feng, Yao Ming saw a shadow of the "Big Shark" O'Neal, which was frightening!
After the dunk, Li Feng performed a pull-up, then landed gracefully, exuding immense style.
This series of actions earned him a standing ovation, instantly igniting the passion of the live audience!
In the previous game, the Chinese team had trailed for the entire first half, leaving the spectators feeling rather dejected.
But today, from the very start, Li Feng's explosive performance had suppressed the Greek team. The fans who came today were fortunate to witness such an exhilarating game firsthand!
Li Feng's Chinese teammates rushed over, chest-bumping him in celebration and shouting loudly.
"Li Feng, well done, great job!"
"Awesome, Li Feng!"
"Holy crap, you're too dominant!"
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