from the golden generation

Chapter 325 The God of Basketball
There will be no further delays, and the Bulls' tunnel is now under intense scrutiny.

People are looking to see if Jordan will come out.

If his physical condition is not good, he should be sent to the hospital, and if he can persist.

Jordan will play later, so now people are staring at the Bulls tunnel, they are very excited, some hands are already numb.

"Look, it's Jordan!"

The crowd suddenly became restless, and people pointed at Jordan coming out of the player tunnel, very surprised.

Jordan looked exhausted in the first two quarters, how can he stand up and walk now.

Yan Song looked at Qiao Dan, he had a lot to say but held back.

"Jordan..."

At this time, the atmosphere in Madison Garden was very heavy, just like a memorial service, calm and scary.

There are nearly 2 people here, and 2 people are in one arena, but it is so quiet, it is amazing and uncomfortable.

The game continued in the third quarter, and Jordan chose to play after a short rest in the locker room.

This was something Malone didn't expect, but the Bulls were set to lose, trailing by 14 points.

Unless it is the peak Jordan, no one can win.

"Jordan is still dying."

Malone laughed, but would Jordan not know his own situation?He knew he was powerless.

But is he going to withdraw from the competition sadly with a few points?

Do you want to retire? Do you want to fight for another year.

Just for myself, I can fight for free.

Money is not important anymore, Jordan is now fighting for himself, for himself.

The last moment belonging to him, the god of basketball, has arrived!
At the beginning of the third quarter, Jordan was mentally unstable after taking the ball, but he gritted his teeth and bit his lip to wake himself up from the pain.

The pain kept Joe awake for a moment, and then Jordan made a breakthrough immediately.

At present, Yan Song has not let go of his guard, and his defense against Jordan is still strict. Jordan dragged his weak body and reluctantly confronted Yan Song.

He just touched Yan Song and almost fell down.

But he reacted quickly, turning around and shooting.

Jordan turned around, Yan Song didn't block the shot, he really didn't want to.

Now that Jordan has reached this point, Yan Song really can't go any further.

His subordinates were merciful, Yan Song did not block Jordan.

And Qiao Dan will not spoil Yan Song because of this, he wants to let Yan Song know and teach Yan Song some knowledge.

"Never sympathize with your opponent!"

Jordan made a mid-range shot, and Yan Song opened his jaw. Jordan can still score goals until now.

He looked shaky, and even standing was exhausting.

But this old guy can still shoot, and he can turn around and shoot.

This made Yan Song dare not let go of his guard, and he also felt Jordan's persistence.

After all, a god would not be willing to be sympathized with. Even if he loses, Jordan will lose beautifully.

Thinking of this, Yan Song made up his mind, and he didn't care about those people's sophistication.

After receiving Dudley's pass, Yan Song scored a three-pointer with Johnson's pick-and-roll, and the score was pulled to 15 points.

Jordan was not discouraged, nor did he look at the scoreboard.

Now I fight for myself, no matter whether I win or lose, just for myself, the last afterglow!

Jordan shot out from the left, and his right hand was pushing Yan Song with the remaining strength.

Jordan was almost crazy, consuming what little energy he had left.

Yan Song estimated that by the middle of the third quarter, Jordan would almost be off the court.

But Jordan still did a lot before he left the court.

He broke through to the inside line for a layup, and Dudley opened his big hand to block Jordan.

Jordan pulled the bar in the air, his arm was sore, and he threw the ball.

The next second, Dudley's hand hit Jordan's head, and Jordan staggered and almost fell.

"Di Di!"

The referee whistled, and unexpectedly, Jordan scored with the lever and completed two plus one.

A free throw was made, and the score was reduced to 12 points. The Knicks fans were also conquered by Jordan at this moment.

"Michael!"

The fans shouted in distress, and Yan Song scored another three-pointer the next moment.

After playing back the counterattack horn that Jordan just played, Jordan looked at Yan Song who made two consecutive three-pointers, and was secretly happy.

Fortunately, with these boys in the future, even if I leave the alliance, it will still be so interesting.

Jordan thought, and began to look towards the Knicks bench, he looked at Kobe and Iverson.

There are also these two boys, they are also the future of the alliance, and they are both excellent seedlings.

Maybe, I really should retire, old and useless.

Jordan sighed, he noticed Yan Song's score.

In the third quarter, Yan Song now has 38 points.

"It's rare to see, how many years will there be a Yan Song, and how many years will there be a me?"

Jordan leaned on his knees, his mind full of thoughts.

When Yan Song patted him on the back, Jordan returned to reality.

He saw it, and what he saw was Yan Song's proud and arrogant smile.

In the blink of an eye, Jordan saw a black man wearing a red No. 23 jersey.

The other party's face was full of innocence, and Jordan smiled.

This is me when I was young, I was crazy before, blinking again.

The original "Jordan" became Yan Song, and in the blink of an eye Yan Song became "Jordan" again.

Jordan didn't know if he was confused, but he actually saw himself when he was young, which is amazing.

This made Jordan feel as if it was a harbinger of his impending death, but it was not.

A few seconds later, Yan Song was still there.

Jordan suddenly felt a heat in his chest, and his fighting eyelids opened.

Jordan exhausted his last strength. In the past few minutes, let the Knicks feel the last moment of the basketball god.

Jordan was holding the ball, and at this time he suddenly burst out with all his strength, without any reservations.

Yan Song is extremely strict with his defense, and Jordan has been using his auxiliary hand to push Yan Song's arm.

But Yan Song just clings to him, entangled in death, Yan Song is very serious about Jordan.

And Jordan only felt that his body was getting more and more sore, and he was about to lose his strength.

So, Jordan chose to shoot a three-pointer.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The basketball spins in the air, it was given hope by Jordan.

Hope for a goal, Jordan hit a three-pointer, and the score was narrowed to 12 points again.

After Jordan scored a three-pointer, there was an uproar at the scene.

"MVP!"

"God of basketball! Michael Jordan!"

People's praise for him never ceased, but Malone in the crowd scoffed.

"Old stuff, it's about to die, but it's disgusting to have a good time!"

Malone covered his ears after he finished speaking, and he and Stockton watched Jordan's final game moments.

Until the end, with 3 minutes left in the third quarter, Jordan collapsed while returning to defense.

This also means that Jordan will not play again in the fourth quarter, and Jordan will be carried away on a stretcher.

But he refused, he leaned on the wall, and walked towards the player's tunnel step by step with difficulty, maybe he also came to the end...

(End of this chapter)