207: Chapter 207 The Awakening of the Trinity! The Emperor Descends!

The deafening shouts of "MVP" crashed like waves against every corner of the Staples Center.

Lin Feng looked at the back of number 24, who was limping but still kept his spine straight.

His heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by a scalding hand.

The game began.

Miami Heat possession.

James held the ball, glancing at Kobe across from him.

That left leg, wrapped in thick bandages, was so glaring.

He wanted to test him.

He wanted to use the most direct method to tell Kobe and the world.

An injured legend could not stop an emperor in his prime.

James made his move.

He didn't use his maximum speed, choosing instead to overpower with his body.

Step by step, like a tank, he crashed toward Kobe.

Kobe gritted his teeth, supporting his body with his healthy right leg.

Using his chest to meet that unrivaled impact.

"Bang!"

A dull thud of impact.

Kobe's body shook violently, but he did not fall.

With his sheer will, he remained rooted to the spot.

Just as James was about to force a turn.

"Pau! Left side!"

Lin Feng's voice suddenly exploded across the court.

The voice was cold, devoid of any emotion.

Yet it was filled with an unquestionable command.

Gasol subconsciously took a step to the left.

Just in time, he blocked the path James had to take to turn.

James was startled.

His movement stalled for a tenth of a second.

"Dwight! Hands up!"

Lin Feng's second command followed immediately after.

Howard raised his long arms high, like a wall, sealing off James's passing angle.

James's rhythm was completely disrupted.

He was trapped in a small cage formed by Kobe, Gasol, and Howard.

He was forced to take a hurried shot.

The basketball clanged against the front of the rim.

"Clang!"

The rebound was steadily secured by Gasol.

A perfect defensive play!

The entire Staples Center went silent for a second.

Then, an even more frenzied cheer erupted!

D'Antoni stood on the sidelines with a look of astonishment.

He hadn't even had time to issue any defensive instructions just now.

Lin Feng had actually commanded the defense like a head coach!

On the Miami Heat's bench.

Spoelstra's brow furrowed.

He keenly sensed that something was wrong.

Lin Feng's positioning and the timing of his shouts just now were as precise as a computer.

It was as if he had predicted all of James's moves in advance.

Lakers counterattack!

Nash brought the ball across the half-court line.

Without hesitation, he immediately passed the ball to Lin Feng.

The moment Lin Feng caught the ball.

His entire aura changed.

An indescribable sense of pressure emanated from him.

Deep within his eyes, within those red pupils, sparks of electricity seemed to flicker.

【Akashi Seijuro's Emperor Eye】!

【Aomine Daiki's Formless Shot】!

【Shintaro Midorima's Full-Court Three-Pointer】!

Three forces.

Within his body, they were no longer independent entities.

Catalyzed by his anger and solemnity.

They began to frantically interweave, collide, and merge in an unprecedented way!

A brand new, even more terrifying state.

Was quietly being born!

Lin Feng made his move.

There were no wasted movements.

It was the simplest, purest explosive first step.

"Boom!"

The floor seemed to tremble.

His speed was pushed to the absolute limit!

Wade, who was defending him, felt his vision blur.

Lin Feng had already passed him like a bolt of blue lightning!

The Miami Heat's defense instantly collapsed inward.

James and Bosh closed in on Lin Feng simultaneously to double-team him.

Everyone thought he would use an unstoppable breakthrough to charge to the basket, just like Aomine Daiki.

However.

The moment he reached the free-throw line at his maximum speed.

He stopped.

A sudden stop that seemed to defy the laws of physics!

The high-speed inertia seemed non-existent for him.

His core strength was as stable as a mountain.

This was the absolute control belonging to Shintaro Midorima!

The moment the Heat's defensive formation was torn to shreds by him.

Lin Feng's wrist flicked slightly.

The basketball flew like a cannonball from its barrel.

Accurately flying toward the corner.

Nash had already been waiting there for a long time.

A perfect open shot.

Nash caught the ball and shot.

The motion was smooth and fluid.

"Swish!"

A three-pointer made!

3 to 0!

The entire process, from Lin Feng's start to the completion of the assist, took only three short seconds.

But the fans at the Staples Center were left staring in stunned silence.

What was that?

What kind of breakthrough was that?

And what kind of pass was that?

They had never seen Lin Feng like this before.

Kobe stood in the corner on the other side.

He looked at Lin Feng's back, his eyes filled with shock.

He had fulfilled his promise.

He had opened up space for Lin Feng.

And Lin Feng had responded to him in a way that surpassed his imagination.

Miami Heat offense.

James held the ball again.

This time, his expression became incredibly solemn.

He looked at Lin Feng.

He noticed that Lin Feng's gaze had changed.

It was a superior, looking-down-from-above gaze.

As if all his actions were within the other's control.

This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.

But he didn't have time to think about it.

Because Kobe, once again, used his battered body to block his path.

This time, James did not force an attack.

He chose to pass.

The basketball went to Wade.

Wade broke through and passed to Bosh.

Bosh took a mid-range jumper.

"Clang!"

The ball missed again.

The Lakers regained possession.

Lin Feng held the ball again.

He looked at the Heat's defense.

Within his 【Eye of the Heavenly Emperor】.

The position of every defender, every change in their center of gravity, every future possibility.

All were clearly presented in his mind.

This was no longer a simple switching of skills.

This was the perfect fusion of three ultimate talents!

A brand new, world-dominating state!

【Trinity】!

"Dwyane! Stick to him! Don't give him any space!"

Spoelstra roared from the sidelines.

He was finally certain.

Lin Feng was different.

He had become more dangerous, more terrifying!

Wade and James immediately double-teamed Lin Feng.

They wanted to use the strongest pressure to choke out this monster!

Just then.

Kobe moved.

Dragging that injured leg, he ran over with all his might.

He didn't look at the basket.

He had only one goal.

LeBron James, who was standing in front of Lin Feng!

He slammed his body hard into James.

A resolute, desperate screen!

"Bang!"

Kobe's body was knocked back by the massive force.

He let out a painful groan.

His face grew a few shades paler.

But he had successfully carved out half a second of space for Lin Feng.

Lin Feng looked at Kobe, who was clearing the path for him.

Looking at his body, which was trembling slightly from the intense pain.

All the emotions in his eyes—anger, solemnity, and being moved.

Completely faded away at this moment.

Replacing them was an absolute, unquestionable, world-dominating coldness.

He would respond to this sacrifice with a god-tier performance.