136: The smile of a beast! The destroyer of rules!

Inside his mind, a cold voice rang out simultaneously.

"ZONE, activated."

The whistle to end the timeout had not yet sounded.

But Danny Green subconsciously took a half-step back.

He didn't know why he was retreating.

It was just an instinct.

The kind of soul-deep shudder a herbivore feels when facing an apex predator.

The Lin Feng before him was still the same Lin Feng.

His height, weight, and appearance hadn't changed at all.

But Green just felt that something was completely different.

It was an aura.

Before, Lin Feng's calmness was a suppressed, forced calmness.

Like a volcano with its crater forcibly plugged; though silent, you could feel the frustration and anger within.

But now.

The calmness on him had become a pure, arrogant, and contemptuous calm that looked down on everything.

In those eyes, all emotions had vanished.

No anger.

No resentment.

Not even a desire for victory.

Only one thing remained.

Wildness.

The most primitive, purest wildness that took pleasure in destruction and devouring.

The bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth slowly faded.

Replacing it was an absolute indifference that made one's heart turn cold.

He was like a high and mighty god, looking down at several ridiculous ants crawling around his feet.

Leonard's brow also furrowed.

On his perennially expressionless face, for the first time, a trace of solemnity appeared.

He could feel that Lin Feng's breathing, heartbeat, and even the relaxation frequency of his muscles had undergone a strange change.

They had become... perfect.

Like a precision killing machine tuned to its optimal state.

Tweet—!

The referee blew the whistle to end the timeout.

The Lakers players returned to the court.

Nash was at the baseline, ready to inbound the ball.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the figure surrounded by three people.

The Spurs didn't change their defensive strategy.

The cage was still there.

Leonard, Green, and Splitter took their positions again, trapping Lin Feng in place like three cold walls.

But this time, an indescribable sense of unease rose in all of their hearts.

"Guard him well!"

Popovich, on the sidelines, rarely stood up from his seat and shouted toward the court.

Nash looked at Lin Feng's position, his eyes full of hesitation.

Should he still pass it to him?

He had been locked down for half a quarter already.

In the second Nash hesitated.

Lin Feng reached out a hand toward him.

A gesture calling for the ball.

His face still held no expression.

Nash gritted his teeth and ultimately chose to trust him.

He passed the ball toward that single, narrow gap!

"Now!"

A light flashed in Leonard's eyes!

He and Green fiercely squeezed toward Lin Feng's body at almost the same time!

They were going to use the exact same method as before to make Lin Feng lose his balance the moment he caught the ball!

However!

0.1 seconds before their bodies were about to make contact with Lin Feng!

Lin Feng moved!

His entire body suddenly dipped down at an inconceivable angle!

His body was almost touching the ground!

One-handed catch!

At the same time, his other hand slammed against the ground for support!

Boom!

A violent, irrational power erupted from his core!

His body, like a spring compressed to its limit, instantly catapulted forward!

Super-High-Speed Dribble!

The basketball seemed to have a life of its own, bouncing frantically in front of him in a trajectory that completely defied the laws of physics!

Fast!

Too fast!

So fast that Leonard and Green couldn't even see the shadow of the ball!

They only felt a gust of wild wind blast through the less than half-meter gap between their bodies!

And then.

The person was gone.

By the time they reacted and spun around!

All they saw was the back of Lin Feng's number 24 jersey, already charging toward their paint like a bolt of black lightning!

"What?!"

Splitter's mind went blank!

He didn't see what happened at all!

How did that man slip through the double-team of two people?!

No!

That wasn't slipping through!

He had forcibly squeezed through!

With a contorted posture that didn't belong to a human at all!

In the Staples Center.

The originally deafening boos and mockery.

At this moment, it was as if a mute button had been pressed.

Instantly, they vanished.

Everyone's mouths hung wide open.

They watched the figure charging frantically on the court, then looked at the slow-motion replay on the big screen, with only one thought left in their minds.

What on earth was that?!

Was that a movement a human could even make?!

At the commentary desk.

Charles Barkley's mouth was open wide enough to fit a basketball.

"Oh... my... my God..."

He had completely lost the ability to speak.

Kenny Smith suddenly stood up from his seat, pointing at the court, his voice trembling!

"A crossover! No! That wasn't a crossover!"

"He didn't make any crossover movements!"

"He just used pure speed and body control to rush through a gap that was impossible to pass!"

"This isn't scientific! This isn't basketball!"

In the stands.

Yoona's worried eyes were now filled with shock and disbelief.

Jeff Austin beside her was completely petrified.

And on the other side.

Taylor Swift slowly took off her sunglasses.

In her beautiful blue eyes, flames were burning.

The curve of her lips widened.

This was it.

This was the beast she wanted to see, breaking free from all shackles!

On the court.

The storm continued!

After squeezing through the first line of defense, Lin Feng's speed didn't slow down in the slightest!

He plunged into the heart of the Spurs' defense like a mad bull!

The Spurs' final line of defense.

Also the most solid line of defense.

Tim Duncan!

The greatest power forward in history didn't show the slightest panic.

His face still held that Stone Buddha-like expression.

He accurately predicted Lin Feng's drive path and blocked him like a mountain!

He raised his hands high, spreading out a massive defensive area enough to shroud everything!

He blocked all of Lin Feng's possible layup routes!

This was top-tier, textbook defense!

Facing this wall.

Lin Feng didn't slow down even a fraction!

In his eyes, there was only the rim!

He jumped directly!

In a near-suicidal manner, he slammed into Duncan's massive frame!

Thud!

A dull sound of muscle colliding with muscle!

Duncan's body didn't budge.

But Lin Feng, under this massive counterforce, lost his balance completely!

His body flew sideways through the air toward the baseline, out of control!

"A turnover!"

"He hit a wall!"

"A foolish offensive choice!"

Such thoughts surfaced in everyone's minds.

Even Duncan thought so.

He was already preparing to turn and grab the ball that was destined to go out of bounds.

However!

In the next second!

A scene that made the whole world hold its breath occurred!

Lin Feng, flying sideways in the air!

His body had completely passed the side of the backboard and was now directly behind the hoop!

He was about to fall out of bounds!

At that critical moment!

Using his right hand that held the basketball, he gave it a gentle flick of the wrist at an extremely bizarre and casual angle!

The ball left his hand!

That wasn't a shooting motion.

It was more like the subconscious action of someone randomly tossing whatever was in their hand as they were about to fall!

Audiences worldwide, through the camera angle behind the basket, saw this inconceivable sight: the basketball traced a bizarre arc from behind the backboard and dropped accurately into the hoop!