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Chapter 325 Grand Champion

Olajuwon leaned against O'Neal behind him, dribbled the ball twice, made a very standard turn, wiped O'Neal behind him, and put the ball into the basket.

"The game is almost over, why is this guy so fast?" O'Neal couldn't defend Olajuwon effectively at all, and could only watch the opponent bypass him and lick the basket to score.

This goal gave the Rockets a 4-point lead again.

In the offensive round of the Magic, Davis opened the space for O'Neal, and then lobbed the ball to O'Neal.

O'Neal held the ball and felt the power of Olajuwon behind him.

"It seems that the strength is not enough, so you are also tired." O'Neill thought for a while, then exerted force suddenly, and squeezed Olajuwon away smoothly, then O'Neill turned around and took off, ready to dunk.

Just when O'Neill jumped up, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

"The ball was played too smoothly, right?"

As soon as this idea appeared, he found that the ball in his hand was gone.

Olajuwon rushed up from the side and slapped the ball in O'Neal's hand.

Sam Cassell received the slapped basketball and quickly passed it down to Drexler. Drexler evaded Sprewell who was chasing behind him and made a layup.

Davis was in the backcourt, with his hands on his knees, and he didn't return to the counterattack.Because he had the familiar feeling of being hollowed out.

He knew that this was a signal that his physical strength was about to be exhausted.

"I knew I should win this one with a steady fight, but I didn't expect the opponent to fight so fiercely."

He admits he was paralyzed by the smooth sailing of the first three races.

Looking up at the scoreboard, there are 52 seconds left in the clock. Just now Olajuwon helped the Rockets establish a 4-point lead with one offense and one defense.

Every subsequent attack is precious.

Davis didn't want to drag the game into the "next game" full of infinite unknowns.

He decided to play this ball by himself. Although his legs felt like they were filled with lead, he still kept up his spirits to face Sam Cassell, who had been smashed by him in three games.

Cassel looked nervously at the number one in front of him.

Every time he played against this person in the first three games, he left endless shadows on him.

Davis unhurriedly dribbled the ball with both hands alternately. He was going to play the ball faster, and after a few dribbles, he directly pushed the ball forward with his left hand.

Cassel subconsciously moved a step to the right.

But then, DeWeese's right hand snapped the ball the other way.

It's a Sam Gould.

Oh, in this world, it's called a DeWeese dribble.

Cassell, who was too nervous, was unprepared and was directly rushed by Davis.

Davis found the space and took off outside the three-point line without hesitation.

Thanks to the shortened three-point line, his shot distance is about the same as before.

Although his physical strength was on the verge of exhaustion, the long-term training still made his hand shape not deformed in the slightest.

Seeing the shot hit the inside of the basket and hit the net directly, Davis put down his raised hands and slowly ran to the backcourt.

It's not that he doesn't want to be fast, it's really impossible to get up fast.

Keen Anna saw Davis' fatigue.

"Come on, Michael, there are only two rounds left."

Cassel took the ball and walked to the frontcourt. Just after halftime, Davis cheered up to meet him.

Cassell didn't know that DeWeese was an empty shell now, and he carefully controlled the ball and looked for offensive opportunities.

Davis is very aware of his current state, and soon he will exhaust his last bit of physical strength.

"It's only one point away. As long as we defend against this attack, there is still a chance of a lore." He cheered himself up like this.

Cassel, who was in possession of the ball, relied on the cover of his teammates and walked to the side.

The ball still has to be handed over to Olajuwon, but O'Neal is stuck in Olajuwon's position, and his position is not ideal.

Olajuwon is ready to pull out to catch the ball. Among the four major centers, he is the only one who has the ability to attack from beyond the three-point line.

Kenny Smith received the pass from Cassell, and he was responsible for passing the ball to Olajuwon in the play.

After a special look, DeWeese seemed to be blocked by his teammates who were covering. Kenny Smith breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to hand the ball to Olajuwon who was pulled out.

DeWeese could intuitively feel the last bit of energy in his body was passing away quickly, and he used his last bit of strength to bypass the Rockets players who were blocking him, and ran towards the route where Kenny Smith passed the ball to Olajuwon.

Kenny Smith had just released the ball when Olajuwon yelled.

"do not want!"

At this moment, a pair of big hands appeared on the passing route.

Kenny Smith's eyes changed from doubt to despair.

Davis picked up the ball and ran to the frontcourt.

Although the ball was changed, there was no 24-second countdown on the timer, because the time was less than 24 seconds.

There are only eight seconds left in the entire game.

Davis's physical fitness is not enough to support him to complete this fast break. Seeing that the Rockets players except Olajuwon entered the defensive position one step ahead of him, he can only slow down and wait for his teammates outside the three-point line.

The members of the Magic team also quickly entered their positions, and at this time, there were only 4 seconds left.

Regardless of his physical strength being completely overdrawn, Davis was short and broke through Kassel's defense before Kenny Smith and Kassel's double-team formed.

The two were shocked and followed Davis to the inside.

After entering the three-point line, Davis observed the position of his teammates and found that there was no good opportunity, so he simply pulled up.

"Give it to labor and management!!!!!!"

Davis had completely lost his center of gravity, but he still managed to maintain his balance in the air and threw the ball with difficulty.

Kenny Smith and Cassell watched in despair as the ball headed for the hoop.

Suddenly, Cassel felt something step on his foot.

DeWeese was relieved to see that the arc of the ball was perfect, but when he landed, he felt his foot step on something.

Then, a sharp pain came, and DeWeese yelled.

At the same time, the ball fell into the basket, and the time on the timer officially reset to zero.

The members of the Magic raised their hands and cheered when they saw DeWeese made the winning goal.

But Davis' scream brought them back to their senses in an instant.

They looked behind and saw DeWeese hugging his leg with a pained look on his face.

"The goal is scored! Davis beat the Rockets! They are this year's championship!" The commentator was excitedly announcing that the game had been won, but then his tone changed.

"DeWeese is lying on the ground, he seems to be injured!"

　I fell asleep while writing. . . .As soon as I opened my eyes, it was two o'clock, and I didn't dare to drink coffee or Red Bull after drinking. Forget it, I went to bed, and continued writing after waking up.

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