153: The last of the fuel!

Kobe's words were like the sharpest blade, ruthlessly stabbing into Lin Feng's heart!

A King!

Or, a joke!

In his eyes, which had dimmed from exhaustion, an extinguished flame was once again ignited!

And it burned more fiercely than ever before!

He gritted his teeth, pushed the Team Doctor aside, and walked toward the player tunnel with a look of absolute determination.

Halftime ended.

The third quarter officially began.

The moment Lin Feng stepped back onto the court, his entire aura had changed.

That suppressed, wretched, and frustrated air from the first half had vanished.

In its place was a bloody sense of finality!

Lakers' possession.

The ball was still handed to Lin Feng.

The "Cheetah Cage" formed by Sefolosha and Russell Westbrook closed in on him once again!

Sefolosha pressed up against him, his arms habitually starting those subtle, hidden little movements.

But this time.

Lin Feng did not choose to evade or pass.

He suddenly dropped his shoulder!

Using his own shoulder, he fiercely and proactively met Sefolosha's body!

Bang!

A dull thud sounded!

Sefolosha felt a violent force, far exceeding anything from the first half, surge from Lin Feng's body!

Caught off guard, he was knocked back half a step!

Just that half step was enough!

Lin Feng, like a mad Chicago Bulls, carved out a bloody path!

He drove into the paint!

In the Thunder's interior, Serge Ibaka immediately rotated over to help, his long arms blotting out the sun!

Lin Feng didn't slow down!

He went up strong against Serge Ibaka!

In mid-air, his body and Serge Ibaka's wall of flesh collided in a violent, even tragic, impact!

Lin Feng felt as if his ribs had been struck hard by a sledgehammer!

Sharp pain shot through him!

But through sheer unyielding will, an instant before losing his balance, he tossed the basketball toward the rim!

Beep—!

The referee's whistle blew!

The basketball stumbled through the air, hit the backboard, and then dropped into the net!

The basket counts!

And one!

An "and-one" wrenched through the Thunder's meat-grinder defense with sheer flesh and blood!

Roar!!!

Lin Feng scrambled up from the floor, not even looking at the stunned Serge Ibaka.

He tilted his head back and let out a manic roar toward the blue sea of the Chesapeake Energy Arena, a roar he had suppressed for the entire first half!

He stepped to the free-throw line.

And calmly sank the free throw!

The deficit was cut to 12 points!

On the Thunder's bench, head coach Brooks' brow furrowed.

He could feel it.

Lin Feng's playstyle had changed.

It had become tougher, more reckless, and more... manic!

The smell of gunpowder in the game was thoroughly ignited at this moment!

Thunder's possession.

Russell Westbrook was completely enraged by Lin Feng's basket!

Like a frenzied beast, he used the simplest, most brutal burst of speed to blow past Nash's defense!

He drove into the paint and, facing Howard's help defense, chose the same approach!

Power against power!

The two collided savagely in the air!

Russell Westbrook let out a roar and slammed the ball into the rim with pure force!

After landing, he glared fiercely at Lin Feng!

That look was full of provocation!

Come on!

Keep it coming!

Let's see who falls first!

The court had completely turned into a gladiator's arena where flesh and blood flew!

Lin Feng gave his response in the next possession!

Once again, he used a brutal collision to knock Sefolosha aside!

He drove into the paint, met the double-team of two Thunder players, and finished with an extreme double-clutch layup!

But the price was that upon landing, he crashed heavily past the baseline!

Every point felt like a journey through a mountain of knives and a sea of fire.

Every basket was traded for agonizing physical pain.

And the Thunder did not back down an inch!

Westbrook used even more violent, suicidal drives to repeatedly assault the Los Angeles Lakers' already fragile interior!

Both sides were locked in a primitive and tragic war of attrition!

The score continued to climb back and forth.

But the Lakers were consistently unable to close that double-digit gap any further.

Time was flying by.

The third quarter entered its final minute.

A Lakers possession ended with a missed three-pointer from Nick Young.

The Thunder seized the opportunity!

Kevin Durant grabbed the rebound and immediately launched a long pass to start the fast break!

Russell Westbrook caught the ball like a fully loaded, out-of-control heavy truck, barreling toward the Lakers' half with insane momentum!

The Lakers' defense was left completely in the dust!

In the vast half-court.

There was no one in front of Russell Westbrook!

Except for a single purple-and-gold figure desperately retreating on defense!

Lin Feng!

In that instant, the eyes of the entire arena were focused on these two!

This was a crucial showdown that would determine the momentum of the game!

Westbrook looked at the final barrier standing in his way.

A cruel smile appeared on his face.

He was going to use the most humiliating, most complete steamrolling to end this damn war of attrition!

He was going to completely trample this man who dared to resist!

On the other side.

Lin Feng watched the beast charging toward him.

His chest was heaving violently.

His lungs felt like they were on fire.

His stamina was nearing its limit.

But his eyes, at this moment, became incredibly calm!

Just as Russell Westbrook was about to enter his defensive range!

Lin Feng felt that third power, the one representing "Control" that had been dormant deep within his body!

It quietly awakened!

Eye of the Heavenly Emperor!

Activate!

The world before Lin Feng's eyes changed!

Time seemed to have been put in slow motion!

He saw it clearly!

He saw Russell Westbrook's next move—every single one, down to the most minute detail!

A between-the-legs dribble!

Followed by a "Hesitation move" fake that was almost indistinguishable from the real thing!

Then, he would drive hard to the right, using his freakish explosiveness to accelerate!

Finally, he would end it all with a thunderous tomahawk dunk!

The future became crystal clear in Lin Feng's eyes!

Having predicted the future, Lin Feng didn't hesitate for a second!

His body reacted even faster than his brain!

He moved ahead of time!

Ignoring all of Russell Westbrook's flashy fakes!

He stepped directly onto Westbrook's predetermined drive path!

He planted his feet!

He squared his chest!

He was going to use a perfect, textbook defensive position to draw an offensive foul that could turn the tide of the game!

Russell Westbrook did exactly as the Eye of the Heavenly Emperor predicted!

He finished all his fakes and then launched his final charge from the right side!

The moment he saw that figure appear like a ghost on his drive path!

His pupils contracted sharply!

He wanted to change direction!

But it was already too late!

His out-of-control "truck" could only crash into him in the most brutal fashion!

However.

What happened next exceeded all of Lin Feng's expectations!

He had predicted every one of Russell Westbrook's moves.

But he had severely underestimated the pure physical power generated by Russell Westbrook's natural talent!

Bang!!!

A terrifying sound of impact made the hearts of the entire audience skip a beat!

Russell Westbrook's shoulder, like a truly out-of-control truck, slammed hard into Lin Feng's chest!

In that instant.

Lin Feng felt as if he had been hit head-on by a high-speed city wall falling from the sky!

All the defensive positioning he had prepared was, in the face of that terrifying explosive power that transcended human limits,

As fragile as a thin sheet of paper!

His entire person was sent flying backward by that irresistible, massive force!

Amid the gasps of the crowd, Russell Westbrook rolled over Lin Feng's mid-air body, leaped high, and completed a thunderous tomahawk dunk!

Bang!

The rim let out a pained wail!

Lying on the floor, Lin Feng looked at Westbrooks nickname roaring on the rim and, for the first time, felt the despair of his body being completely crushed by raw talent.