187: Chapter 187 The Young Master's Swan Song! Death Descends!

Halftime is over!

Players from both teams returned to the court!

When Lin Feng saw Durant and Westbrook once again...

His pupils suddenly constricted!

In the eyes of those two, there was no longer any anger or impatience.

There was only a pure, cold, terrifying aura that seemed intent on destroying everything!

Their final and strongest counterattack had begun.

*Whistle!*

The third quarter officially began!

Thunder possession!

Westbrook held the ball and took off instantly like a bolt of black lightning!

He didn't plunge headlong into the crowd like he did in the first half.

Instead, after drawing the defense of Nash and Artest, he made an incredibly swift crossover!

The basketball seemed glued to his hand as it zipped through the gaps between players!

It was delivered accurately into Durant's hands near the free-throw line!

Durant caught the ball!

He didn't even make any adjustments!

His entire being was like a shooting machine with a pre-set program!

He pulled up and shot!

Artest's block attempt was already right in his face!

But!

It was useless!

Durant's height and wingspan were simply too terrifying!

His release point was despairingly high!

The basketball cleared Artest's desperate fingertips...

...and traced a cold, emotionless arc through the air!

Swish!

Nothing but net!

52-54!

The Thunder had taken the lead!

The entire arena erupted instantly!

"Defense! Defense!"

Fans stomped their feet wildly, creating a deafening noise!

Lakers on the offensive.

Lin Feng held the ball, his expression becoming incredibly solemn.

He could feel it.

Things were different.

Those two on the Thunder were completely different!

The friction between them that had once arisen from suspicion had completely vanished.

In its place was a terrifying chemistry, pure and belonging only to elite talents!

Lin Feng tried to tear through the opponent's defense with a pass.

But!

Westbrook clung to him like a mad dog!

And Durant, like a giant spider web, blocked all his passing lanes!

The shot clock was running out!

Lin Feng had no choice but to hand the ball to Gasol for an isolation play!

Gasol backed down against Ibaka, struggling to turn for a hook shot!

*Clang!*

Under the interference of Ibaka's long arms, the ball bounced off the rim!

Rebound!

Durant snatched it up easily!

Then!

Without even looking for Westbrook's position!

He threw a long outlet pass!

The basketball was like a precision-guided ICBM!

It crossed the entire court!

Landing accurately in the hands of Westbrook, who had already sprinted to the frontcourt like a Cheetah!

Westbrook caught the ball without breaking stride!

He charged toward the hoop in a few quick steps!

A powerful one-handed tomahawk jam!

*Crash!*

52-56!

The lead widened to 4 points!

This was only the beginning!

Over the next few minutes...

...the game turned completely into a showcase for the thunder duo!

Westbrook, with his historic, lightning-quick speed, repeatedly tore through the Lakers' already shaky perimeter defense!

His drives were no longer mindless brute force!

Every time, he precisely drew the Lakers' double-team!

Then!

He always found a way to incredibly get the ball into Durant's hands!

And Durant!

He completely transformed into the scoring Reaper who made the entire league tremble!

Catch and shoot!

Ignoring the defense!

Pull-up jumpers!

Fadeaways!

Leaning shots!

He was like a basketball monster from another planet!

In a completely illogical manner, he sent ball after ball into the hoop!

Mid-range!

Three-pointers!

He didn't miss a single shot!

Under the impact of their "glitch-level" talent!

The Lakers' defense began to crumble bit by bit!

D'Antoni called two consecutive timeouts from the sidelines!

But!

It was useless!

No tactic could stop the joint explosion of two superstars in their absolute prime!

"We can't stop them!"

"There's just no stopping them!"

After being out of position on defense, Howard frustratedly punched the air!

His lateral speed couldn't keep up with Westbrook's drives at all!

And when he chose to collapse into the paint, Durant would punish him from the perimeter with a lethal three-pointer!

This was an inescapable trap!

Lin Feng's expression grew increasingly grim...

He tried activating [Heavenly Emperors Eye · ZONE]!

The entire world once again entered that wonderful slow-motion state in his eyes!

He could predict every one of Westbrook's driving lanes!

He could see every spot where Durant would catch the ball!

Under his direction!

The defense of Nash, Nick Young, Artest... everyone entered a Pseudo-ZONE state!

Their reaction and movement speeds were greatly enhanced!

But!

It was still useless!

Talent!

Pure, extreme, unreasonable talent!

At this moment, it crushed all tactics and predictions!

Artest had clearly anticipated Durant's catch based on Lin Feng's prediction and blocked the spot!

But!

Durant was simply able to use his freakish wingspan to grab the ball right over Artest's head!

Then, facing Artest's block that was nearly poking him in the eye!

He forced a shot!

And made it!

Nash had clearly predicted Westbrook's driving direction!

But!

Westbrook's terrifying first-step explosiveness simply left him behind in an instant!

The basketball pierced through the Lakers' net again and again!

And on the giant screen above the arena...

...the bright red numbers kept ticking upward!

5 points!

8 points!

10 points!

12 points!

15 points!

The lead widened rapidly!

The Lakers were dazed!

The entire team fell into a deep sense of helplessness!

On the sidelines...

...the expressions of the three queens who had traveled from all over the world also became incredibly solemn!

Taylor Swift's ever-present confident smile had vanished.

Her brows were tightly knit.

Yoona's beautiful large eyes were clouded with a thick, inescapable worry.

Her hands tightly gripped the hem of her shirt at her chest, her knuckles turning white from the strain.

And Scarlett Johansson, who had always appeared calm and composed...

...the playful smile on her face had finally disappeared completely.

Her gaze became sharp, like a true chess player scrutinizing a game that was about to spiral out of control!

*Whistle!*

The whistle for the end of the third quarter sounded.

Lin Feng looked at the glaring numbers on the scoreboard.

64-76!

A full 12-point deficit!

The entire arena had become a blue sea of joy!

The Thunder players bumped chests excitedly as they walked off the court!

They could already see the dawn of victory!

Meanwhile, on the Lakers' side...

...everyone kept their heads down, not saying a word.

The team's morale had plunged to its lowest point since the start of this series!

At the commentators' table...

Charles Barkley had already begun prematurely announcing a Thunder victory.

"It's over."

"It's all over."

"The thunder duo put on a historic performance in the third quarter!"

"With pure talent, they've told the world who the true victors of this series are!"

"The Lakers' miracle ends here."

"They lost with honor."

Everyone believed the miracle was about to end.

The Thunder would defend their final glory at home and march proudly into the Western Conference Finals!

The fourth quarter was about to begin.

The players rose from the bench, preparing for a final, desperate struggle.

Lin Feng looked at the massive deficit on the scoreboard.

Then he glanced at the figure in the number 24 jersey on the bench, who looked equally solemn yet refused to give up.

He knew.

Conventional methods could no longer salvage this defeat.

He had to bet everything!