C367 A Godlike Man He Was Not Just Lucky
C367 A Godlike Man He Was Not Just Lucky
The spotlight of the entire stadium was projected onto Lin Fei, who was in the middle of the stadium.
Then, the lights of the entire stadium were instantly lit up.
Ten basketball balls were quickly pushed to Lin Fei's side by the staff. Everything was ready. A huge bet that was comparable to a world-class shot officially began.
"Arel?"
The host's shout of surprise rang out, and the entire audience instantly boiled up.
Then Lin Fei raised the basketball in his hand, put his hands together, and made a standard throwing posture, and decisively threw the ball.
"Shua!"
The basketball flew across the long void, and under countless doubtful gazes, it actually steadily drilled into the net nest of the basket.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh!"
In the next moment, the entire basketball court was so shocked by the loud voices that it seemed as if it was lightly shaking.
Even the host suspected that his eyes were blinded. This ordinary-looking Eastern man actually managed to hit the first ball steadily.
As the host, he naturally wanted to use this to liven up the atmosphere. He immediately roared crazily in the microphone, "Oh my God, did you see that? He actually hit the ball! He hit the ball!"
"Oh my God, what happened? Could it be that his hand was kissed by God? How professional is his posture? This is simply unimaginable!"
"Swish!"
However, when the host was still crazily shouting for the last ball, Lin Fei had already raised his hand and slashed down once again.
The second ball hit the target steadily.
"Oh my god! He hit the second ball again!"
The entire audience instantly boiled up, and the host was already beginning to cry out in shock and madness. Everyone could not believe that this Dongfang man actually managed to enter the middle circle twice in a row.
Just now, many people were laughing at this Asian man for boasting shamelessly, even though he was the premier projection of the Alliance, Stephen. Curry didn't dare to boast about being able to get ten in the middle circle.
That was why everyone thought it was just a joke. Most of them were still interested in Lin Fei betting on tenfold odds.
But now it seemed that this wasn't a joke!
"Shua!"
Before everyone could recover from the shock of the last shot, Lin Fei's third shot was thrown again.
"Oh my god, this is really unbelievable!"
At this moment, many people in the surrounding stands unconsciously stood up because they could not sit still anymore.
However, Lin Fei's legend was far from over.
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
"Shua!"
Just as the sound waves in the entire Datong Center were getting louder and louder, Lin Fei threw out three more balls in a row and steadily hit three more balls.
In an instant, the number of shots he hit had reached six, and it was more than half.
At this moment, the host felt his mouth go dry and did not know what to say to describe the scene in front of him.
Mm, that's right. He was poor in terms of words!
At this moment, almost all the spectators in the surrounding stands also stood up because they could no longer sit still.
They felt that this small event was even more exciting than the Great Christmas War tonight.
However, Lin Fei's legend was still continuing because just as everyone was so excited that their hearts were about to jump out, his seventh ball had already been thrown.
At this time, all the spectators in the audience began to shout, "The eighth!"
All the lights and eyes were focused on Lin Fei. At this moment, he was like a shining war god of basketball in the center of the stadium, sacred and inviolable.
Lin Fei did not disappoint the audience. His perfect hand shape was once again fixed in the air, and finally, a light sound came from the direction of the basket.
The eighth ball, score!
Lin Fei did not stop. Before everyone could react, he had already thrown the ninth ball again.
Then, the ninth ball was scored!
The whole place fell silent because Lin Fei suddenly stopped. He did not take the tenth ball, but stood there in a relaxed manner.
However, all the fans around seemed to understand Lin Fei's intentions very well. After a moment of silence, the entire audience erupted like a volcano, and the huge sound wave drowned out everything.
At this moment, the host unexpectedly shouted "MVP," and in the end, everyone in the stadium shouted MVP.
Because at this moment, no one felt that Lin Fei was not worthy of the MVP title. He could indeed become the most valuable person in the entire audience tonight.
Although he was not a player, his shot had almost perfectly demonstrated the true meaning of basketball.
Although he was still missing the last shot, in everyone's hearts, it was not important whether he threw or not.
Because he was already the prettiest kid in the Chase Center tonight!
The reason Lin Fei stopped was to make everyone's emotions fill up. As the boss of the team, he naturally wanted to make this moment become a classic and make it more influential.
And this effect was indeed full of expectation, making everyone scratch their ears and cheeks, wanting to know the final result.
With this, this final goal and goal would become a classic moment for everyone to remember and teleport.
The entire stadium was completely boiling, like a pot of boiling water.
While waiting anxiously, everyone began to shout out the tenth ball. This ball was actually not as simple as winning a million dollars after a shot.
In fact, its value had already completely exceeded its original value of one million dollars.
Lin Fei stood quietly in the center of the court, looking at the audience that was like boiling water. He appeared very calm.
In fact, he was the only one in the entire court who understood that from the moment he said this suggestion, the final result had already been decided.
After all, after the system brought him an improvement in his physical fitness, he had already surpassed ordinary people by a lot, so what was impossible in the eyes of ordinary people was nothing in his eyes.
The host, who was standing aside, was so shocked that his jaw dropped. He could no longer find any words to describe Lin Fei's performance.
Yes, that's right. This could no longer be called an event. This was a performance. It was a world-class performance.
Lin Fei seemed to feel that the heat had finally come. He picked up the basketball, turned around, and shot again in the middle circle.
Once the ball was shot, the entire stadium fell silent once again. It was as if someone had pressed a pause button in an instant.
"Shua!"
The basketball drew a high parabola in the air, bringing with it an unparalleled beauty. It tore through the endless void, and once again, it steadily hit the target without any accidents.
The entire stadium went silent for a moment, and then a huge sound of jubilation erupted like a tsunami. At this moment, everyone in the stadium felt as if the blood in their bodies had been ignited in an instant.
Because that night, there was a person in the Chase Center who created a legend, but that person was not James, nor Curry, nor Thompson.
He was just a lucky audience that was pulled out from the live scene.
However, it was this person, a person from the East who had confidence in himself. Tonight, he created the most special mid-game legend in the NBA.
Everyone was shocked and shocked. They all sighed at Lin Fei. Although no one knew his name, nor did they know that he was the second boss of the Warriors, however, tonight, everyone remembered him deeply, the face of the east.
Because he was a god-like man. What he had was not just luck!
"Hey, the event is over!"
At this time, seeing that the host was completely stunned, Lin Fei expressed some helplessness and could only take the initiative to shout at the host.
"Oh, oh, yes. Yes, it's over, it's all over!"
The host finally reacted. He looked at Lin Fei and stammered, but his words seemed to be incoherent.