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Chapter 335 Qingfeng Possession! A game-winning layup after a three-man siege!

"what?!"

Su Yan's casual remark struck Pierce's chest like a hammer blow.

Especially when he thought of Su Yan's incredible long-range three-pointers and unreasonable game-winning three-pointers during the regular season!

Chest tightness and shortness of breath.

I felt a little breathless.

Just one sentence made Pierce break out in a cold sweat, feel immense pressure, and even tremble slightly!

"You have to make the free throws, and both of them have to be made, otherwise Su Yan will definitely hit a three-pointer and win the game against us!"

No.

No.

impossible.

We must win tonight; we must force a Game 7 in the series.

"Then I absolutely have to make both of my free throws."

Pierce was having wild, unfounded thoughts and giving himself constant psychological suggestions.

It seemed like he was trying to cheer himself up, but in reality... it made his already high level of stress even greater.

It was so big that it was hard to breathe.

With a free throw percentage of 82% so far in the playoffs, it's barely passable and not particularly high.

Under this environment and this pressure.

Making both free throws is incredibly difficult; the pressure is so immense it's almost driving me crazy.

But the referee then passed the basketball out and signaled for Pierce to take the first free throw.

No time to think too much.

There is no more time for adjustments.

Pierce receives the ball and takes the free throw.

'You'd better make both free throws, or... I'll hit a game-winning three-pointer!'

Su Yan's words kept echoing in his mind.

Under immense pressure, Pierce took his first free throw, and the basket slammed against the rim...missing.

The first free throw missed.

"It's over!"

Pierce's pupils dilated, and the thought that Su Yan would use a three-pointer to kill him made him even more devastated.

That was a situation that even a successful second free throw couldn't resolve.

Pierce was under more pressure and was in worse form.

A second penalty?

"Bang!"

Another missed shot, and this time it was way off target, the basketball hitting the backboard directly.

Both free throws missed.

Tyson positioned himself well and secured the rebound.

"asshole!"

Pierce, who missed both free throws, flew into a rage and cursed loudly, staring intently at Su Yan.

If eyes could be as sharp as knives and kill, Su Yan would have been torn to pieces long ago.

Su Yan smiled slightly, shrugged at him, as if to say: It's my fault for missing both free throws because I lacked willpower and had a weak heart!

But to be honest...

In that situation, Su Yan's trash talk could have such a significant impact on the mentality of a player of Pierce's caliber.

All I can say is... Su Yan's threat with three-pointers is truly terrifying, truly frightening!

"Beep!"

Coach D'Antoni called another timeout with 3.1 seconds remaining.

"Wow~"

The stadium erupted in uproar.

Pierce missed both of his two crucial game-winning free throws, which was truly disappointing.

Although they still have a one-point lead.

If we're leading by three points, we're guaranteed overtime, and we definitely won't lose; in fact, our chances of winning increase dramatically!

Without a doubt, everyone would prefer the latter.

But the reality is the former.

This is an established fact, and although the home fans were disappointed, they did not show it.

3.1 seconds, 1 point difference.

The Celtics still have a significant advantage; as long as they play solid defense, winning the game should be quite easy.

D'Antoni called another timeout, the last timeout of regulation time in the game.

Firstly, it gives the players some rest and buffer time.

Secondly, serving from the center circle sideline reduces the time it takes to cross half the court, giving players the most time to attack.

As for tactics.

No need to say anything, just hand the basketball to Su Yan and that's it. As long as he has the ball, he'll handle everything.

By the way, D'Antoni should also comfort David Lee, telling him not to worry, to stay calm, and to focus on the upcoming games.

The same goes for the Celtics.

There's no need to guess or devise specific defensive tactics.

Everyone knows that Su Yan will be the Knicks' final offensive attack, so all we need to do is shut him down.

Everything is played out in the open.

Then let's see whose hand is stronger!

Not a moment.

The pause ends.

The starting lineups from both sides returned to the court once again, and the real do-or-die battle with 3.1 seconds left... was about to begin!

Everything hinges on this attack.

The Knicks win and advance to the NBA Finals.

The Celtics win, Game 7.

The Knicks lost, it's Game 7.

The Celtics lost, so they're going home to fish.

The Celtics have no room for error; they must contain Su Yan and win the game to have any chance of survival.

The Knicks don't want any worries or the uncertainty of a Game 7.

Tonight, this attack... will kill the game!

"See you in Game 7! See you in Game 7! See you in Game 7!"

The Celtics fans cheered wildly, their shouts deafening.

Iverson inbounds the ball from the sideline.

Su Yan was once again being watched by Ray Allen, Pierce, and Rondo. His expression hardened, and he violently tackled Pierce off the ball.

He then placed Ray Allen behind him.

Then... he pushed off the ground and accelerated, his speed boosted to its maximum under the [Divine Speed ​​lv1] enhancement, instantly leaving Kailando far behind.

He instantly shook off the three of them.

Without a moment's hesitation, Iverson decisively passed the ball to Su Yan, who instantly circled out to the right arc.

People come and balls come.

Just as he received the ball and turned halfway to face the basket, Ray Allen and two others caught up.

The time was only 3.1 seconds.

2.9 seconds.

2.7 seconds.

It's slipping away rapidly.

There was no time to think; with the three of them face to face, it was extremely difficult to shoot directly.

"Whoosh!"

Su Yan made a feint, then flicked the ball to the young Rondo and immediately drove into the box.

Pierce and Ray Allen turned sideways and followed closely behind.

Ray Allen, who was further away from Su Yan, stopped in his tracks, not to give up the chase, but because Garnett and Rasheed Wallace were waiting under the basket.

Su Yan rushed in without a second thought.

The distance was too short, the time too rushed, and the intentions too obvious. Before Pierce could completely shake them off, Garnett and Rasheed also rushed out.

The three rushed over together, completely blocking Su Yan's path to the basket.

He didn't even have a good chance to pass the ball to his teammates.

This is how to do?

Time was still passing, and there was no extra time to think. Su Yan headed straight for the heart of the territory and forcefully jumped up from the sphere.

With Ray Allen, Garnett, and Rasheed all blocking his shot, he tried to find an opening in the gaps.

Too dense.

The three of them stood almost side by side in front of Su Yan, and then they all jumped up with all their might, stretching out their long arms to block him.

The defense, like a human wall, prevented Su Yan from getting a normal shot and gave him no chance to attack the basket.

1.2 seconds.

0.9 seconds.

There's no time left. Su Yan's airborne state is about to end. We must act quickly and forcefully.

But there was no way to make a move.

Finished? !

not yet!!!

hum~

Su Yan squinted, and in order to avoid the three-person wall of cover, he glided through the air... flying out of the baseline.

He took a layup at the last minute.

At a completely negative angle, the basketball was lobbed out from behind the backboard!