Rekindling the dream of becoming a star

Chapter 343 The Gaze of 16 Billion (Part 2)

Years later, A. Smith invited Harden, DeRozan, and KD to participate in an interview about historically great players, during which they discussed the 2019 regular season Lakers-Clippers rivalry.

"Yes, yes. I remember it very clearly," Harden interrupted.

"That day we were playing the Knicks at home, and the game started at the same time. At halftime, I went back to the locker room and found Chris already sitting there watching TV."

So I asked, who's in the lead?

Chris said without turning his head, "It's a tie."

"Then I asked Chen Wang how many points he got, and Chris answered 32 points."

"I remember everyone in the locker room exclaimed in amazement, so we all sat there and watched the first half replay highlights."

"Incredible. I could tell after watching for a while that this level of competition is like a playoff game, it's too intense."

"What's even more outrageous is that the coaching staff was also there watching. Everyone was gathered around, and Coach D'Antoni was shaking his head and muttering to himself as he watched."

Harden recalled, "Just before I went on the court, I asked Chris, 'Who do you want to win?'"

"Guess what he said?" Harden asked, raising his hand. After a few seconds of suspense, he said, "Let me clarify, I wouldn't be so gossipy if Chris and LeBron hadn't fallen out."

"Haha, yes, bro, we all know Chris won't mind." Everyone laughed.

"Although I hate Chen Wang, I hate James even more because he's simply not on our side." Harden spread his hands: "That's exactly what he said."

“Wow, I’m sure that’s what he said. Chris isn’t a hypocrite; he really did it,” KD was the first to respond.

A. Smith laughed and banged on the table. He had long since broken ties with James and was considered by the media to be James' biggest hater.

“Hey KD, were you watching that day too?” he asked Durant.

"Pretty much. Stephen is watching. The Warriors also started their games around the same time. We played the Cavaliers that day."

KD recalled for a moment and suddenly laughed: "There's a really funny detail. TT quickly ran off the court, and I heard him shouting to Colin, 'Hey, hurry back, I really want to see Chen Wang beat that bastard up.'"

"Are you sure?" Everyone was surprised.

"Yes, the Cavaliers left even faster than us. Everyone wanted to know the outcome of the first half between the Clippers and the Lakers." KD shook his head.

"When I got back to the locker room, Stephen was already asking about the result. When we found out it was a tie, everyone was incredulous. It was such a surprise."

"Then I saw the data, and I saw Green shrugging his shoulders while Stephen shook his head."

"Davis is too strong, damn it," he kept repeating.

After the two finished reminiscing, everyone looked at DeRozan.

"Yes, our game was in the morning that day. Because it was related to the playoffs, our whole team gathered in the meeting room to watch it. I watched the entire game live." DeRozan smiled with a hint of pride.

"I can only say that this is the most dramatic and unpredictable game I have ever seen, like a Hollywood script."

"At the same time, I know that this is the most crucial game for Chen Wang to be recognized by the league and the fans."

"In this battle, he completely transformed into a true god."

时间回到2019年4月5日，晚上9点20分。

The first thing Chen Fang did upon entering the arena was to grab Zubac.

"Listen, no matter what, don't go out. Protect the backboard."

“Got it, boss!” Zubac swore. “I won’t miss a single rebound, I swear.”

At the start of the third quarter, the Lakers still started with their five starters. Their rotation system is nine players, which means they are determined to rely heavily on their starters.

The Clippers inbounded the ball first. Chen Fang was immediately entangled by Pope as soon as he crossed half-court. After a brief struggle, Chen Fang used a reverse cut to create half a body length of space. Just as he lifted his leg to accelerate, Pope grabbed him and threw him to the ground.

The whistle blew, and Pope didn't argue but walked away on his own. James came up and gave him a high five to show his support.

"It's a clear foul. The referee and linesman are communicating to see if there was any unsportsmanlike conduct," Yu Jia shouted.

"Looks like the Lakers are going to use a cannon fodder strategy," Mazura said immediately to head coach Rivers from the bench.

"I'll take another look, and I'll remind the referee," Rivers said, knowing what to do.

On the inbound pass, Chen Fang set a screen for Dillon. After receiving the ball, Dillon circled around Chen Fang's left side and then suddenly stopped, actually setting a screen with the ball.

Chen Fang used Dillon's unexpected screen to shake off Pope, then walked forward and passed the ball to Dillon hand-off.

Chen Fang, who had the ball, moved forward and charged straight at James. James was retreating, but Chen Fang pressed his advantage and was determined to stick close to James.

Having reached a point where there was no turning back, and with no time to think, James adopted a defensive layup stance, turning to the side to create space for any subsequent interference.

The strategy was correct, but he overlooked Chen Fang's dislike for him.

I cooked this pot of dumplings just for this little bit of vinegar, so how could Chen Fang let it go?

With a change of direction, Chen Fang pushed the ball, maneuvering James' footwork, and then delivered a low, explosive shot. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Chen Fang slammed the ball into James' chest with all his might, enough to shake even an iron wall.

James slid backwards dramatically, completely losing his defensive position, but this wasn't the end of it.

Using the rebound force, Chen Fang twisted his body to dissipate the force, pulled the ball, turned, and came to James' right side.

A skilled player will take the opportunity to jump up, flick the ball off the backboard, and complete the attack on the basket.

But Chen Fang did not; he lifted the ball, and his body rose and fell noticeably.

James' body reacted instinctively, raising his hand to press down and try to interfere with Chen Fang's shot.

But Chen Fang withdrew his hand, lowered his body, and leaned in again.

The two men collided, and Chen Fang took a step back, seemingly losing his balance due to the lack of resistance, which triggered James's next move.

He immediately stepped forward to press down, trying to force Chen Fang into a dead end.

Despite the amount of talk, it was actually very fast. The two had only been facing off for two seconds when Davis, who was providing help defense on the wing, stepped forward to join James in surrounding him.

But all of this was calculated and simulated in Chen Fang's mind. When he saw James rushing towards him, Chen Fang suddenly jumped up. It was an irregular step-back jump shot, not high enough and with poor form.

But this is Chen Fang, a boy who has spent countless hours in the training field forging his divine throw.

He assumed the posture the moment he took off, holding the ball in front of his eyebrows, leaning his upper body slightly backward, and quickly bringing his feet together in the air to stabilize his center of gravity in his waist and abdomen.

James had no time to dodge; one was on the ground, and the other was in the air, and they collided.

"Whoa!" Chen Fang roared the moment he made contact, as if gaining a new strength from the sound, and flicked the ball away from his fingertips.

The two collided completely, and Chen Fang lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Countless falls had honed his body's sensitivity. The moment his buttocks hit the ground, Chen Fang tensed his waist and abdomen, arching his back to form a curve with the floor. Then, under the influence of gravity, the force was guided from his buttocks to his neck.

Following this force, Chen Fang rolled over and miraculously stood up.

In that instant, Chen Fang saw the ball fall into the basket.

"Toot toot!" The whistle finally sounded.

perfect!

James was furious and complained to the referee. His exaggerated movements and innocent expression were truly at the level of a Hollywood movie star.

Even the fans knew it was the correct call, so a large number of fans began to boo.

"LeBron is throwing up his hands in protest again. He really loves throwing up his hands!" the commentator sarcastically remarked.

Ke Fan was even more blunt: "I really don't understand how James can pretend to be innocent when it's such an obvious foul. What is it that allows him to survive in the league? Acting skills?"

Duan Ran quickly interrupted Ke Fan's mockery, saying, "Chen Wang made good use of the time difference. Now it's just a matter of whether the referee will call the foul on James or Davis."

This is clearly nonsense, but it's the simplest and most common way for commentators to fool fans watching on TV.

Chen Fang stood up and walked with a smile to James, who was still appealing.

"I can do without this free throw; I'm not just winning by this one point."

"Hey! Chen Wang, please step back and leave." The referee was very alert and immediately warned Chen Wang when he came up to cause trouble.

Then he became stern with James: "If you say that again, I'm going to give you a technical foul."

James began to back away, glaring angrily at Chen Fang.

Standing at the free-throw line, Chen Fang prepared to shoot. The stadium erupted in roaring MVP chants, and amidst the cheers, he calmly sank the ball.

"35 points! Today is destined to be another high-scoring game. Chen Wang is unstoppable!" Yang Yi cheered.

"Listen to the MVP chants from the entire stadium! This is a glory for us Chinese!" It has to be said that there are two kinds of commentators, and there are excellent and excellent ones. Clearly, Yang Yi, who knows how to handle things, is the latter.

"Pay attention to defense, get into position quickly, and get close!" Chen Fang instructed his teammates as he retreated to defend.

Now we need to not only score, but also defend, otherwise we'll keep the Lakers hanging on and never be able to continue.

Davis consistently drew the Clippers' defense away from the middle, while James was always on the wing having his teammates set screens for him. Mazura gave a clear instruction on how to handle this.

The Lakers double-teamed Davis, helped defend James who was shooting at the rim, and left the perimeter players open.

The Lakers failed to score in three consecutive possessions, except for Davis drawing a foul.

This is because Jaren Jr. put immense pressure on Davis from the moment he entered the game.

Faced with Davis's offense, he began to display his excellent defensive talent, and he thwarted several of Davis's attacks.

On the other hand, for the Clippers, Dillon scored two points with a layup, and Jrue Holiday hit a mid-range jumper.

When Chen Fang and Dillon once again executed a mismatch pick-and-roll at the top of the key, they were forced to match up against James again.

With a bent-over stance and wider leg spread, James was forced to lower his center of gravity.

Then, with a sudden movement, Chen Fang lifted the ball and brought his legs together. Just before James raised his hand, Chen Fang pulled up for a jump shot.

With absolute confidence, Chen relaxed his arm and flicked his wrist, sending the ball flying like an arrow, arcing through the net.

Upon landing, he sprayed: "Are you sure you can do this? You really don't know how. I'll swell up your face with this spray, just you wait!"

James ignored him and turned around to pretend to catch the ball on the baseline, while Chen Fang was still shouting at his back: "You should get off the court, this is not a place for you."

Although he didn't respond, James's forced drive after several crossovers in the next possession revealed his eagerness to respond.

Dillon was elbowed away and fell to the ground, watching helplessly as James scored with a series of steps and jumps.

"Damn it!" Dillon scrambled to his feet, clutching his aching collarbone, and yelled at the linesman, "Can't you see? Damn it."

Chen Fang grabbed him and then reached out to the referee who was about to come up, saying apologetically, "What if we challenge? Let's just leave it at that, we admit defeat!"

One sentence was enough to stop the referee from giving Dillon trouble.

The sidelines erupted in boos, but what could they do? James is protected by the league. Traveling and elbowing are just part of his driving layups. If the referees had been fair, he wouldn't even have made it into the All-Star starting lineup.

Chen Fang knew very well what to do. He said to the furious Dillon, "Respond with points. Go make runs, I will pass the ball."

True to his word, in the next possession, Chen Fang backed down the ball in the elbow area. This time, three Lakers players surrounded him, with James lurking menacingly outside Chen Fang's blind spot, waiting for the opportunity to stab him from behind.

But Chen Fang seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. After shaking off Davis, he passed the ball across to Dillon, who was wide open on the wing, the moment he jumped.

James can't go back now, watching Dillon make his move.

With a swift stroke, Ti Lung felt great!

He ran straight up to James and said, "High schooler, why is your defense still at a high school level?"

"Get out of here, you clown!" James roared, his hatred for Dillon was intense: "When I won the All-Defensive First Team, you were still suckling!"

"Really? Then you've really gotten old, what a pity." Dillon revealed his famous sarcasm again, grinning wildly at the sky with his blood-red mouth wide open.

With Dillon taking care of him, James had no time to focus on plays and just wanted to attack whenever he got the ball. But this led him into Chen Fang's trap, who constantly helped defend Dillon, interfering with and cutting off James's subsequent actions.

One interception, one interference.

Davis hadn't received the ball for two minutes, which led to the Lakers' point difference in this quarter reaching 11 points without them even realizing it.

Walton couldn't stand it anymore and requested a substitution. When James saw that it was for him, he was furious.

He walked over to the bench and said to Walton, "Why weren't you notified me about the substitutions? Where's the respect?"

"LeBron, you're getting carried away," Walton advised gently.

"I'm going back to the court next round, damn Clippers, damn Dillon, damn Chen Fang." James started swearing, kicking aside a chair and sitting down angrily. The players next to him quickly moved a few places away.

James's loss of composure was faithfully captured by the cameras.

In the remainder of the third quarter, with James out, the Lakers regained possession of the ball from Davis and Rondo, and regained their rhythm.

In any case, Walton is responsible for the management, not James, so he resolutely refused to make the change, instead saying, "The fourth quarter is when the real showdown begins."

Caruso, Beasley, and Anthony were successively brought on by Walton, forming a complete offensive and defensive system.

The score difference is narrowing, a phenomenon that gives the commentators even more to say.

"The Lakers' offensive efficiency actually improved when James was off the court, and the point difference returned to single digits, which speaks volumes."

"James's impact is often negative, but the Lakers rarely have close games, making this problem less noticeable. Strictly speaking, the Lakers' wing players need to be excellent 3-and-D players," Yang Yi said, seizing the opportunity.

Yu Jia didn't dare to speak, while Grandpa Zhang Weiping smiled slightly and watched his performance.

The three of them never sat together from beginning to end. If Teacher Su had come, she might have argued against it, but Yu Jiazhen wouldn't.

Regardless of what the others were thinking, on the court, Chen Fang was substituted again. With 3 minutes left in the third quarter, Chen Fang scored another 16 points in 9 minutes, bringing his stats to an astonishing level.

48 points.

三节48分5助攻7篮板2抢断2盖帽。

That's so comprehensive. After all this, who still says that King Chen is no good?
Davis has 37 points, and James has 21 points.

When Thornwell's layup attempt was blocked, Jaren grabbed the offensive rebound and scored on the putback, signaling the end of the third quarter.

Chen Fang cheered for Jaren on the bench. Although he didn't score much, he did an excellent job defending Davis in this quarter, making it difficult for Davis to score as easily as before in the second half.

I looked up and glanced at the score.

89: 82.

“We haven’t widened the gap yet,” Rivers said gravely.

"This proves that our defense still has weaknesses," Chen Fang said calmly.

"Let me perform a ritual for the Lakers in the final quarter!" Chen Fang's smile sent a chill down Rivers' spine. For the first time, he realized how resilient the Chinese people could be.

Two minutes into the fourth quarter, when James returned to the court, Chen Fang was also standing on the sideline.

The two were only ten meters apart, but it felt like they were worlds apart. Chen Fang was leaning against the technical table adjusting his arm guards, while James was squatting there retying his shoelaces.

Everyone was waiting for the ball to die, but this time, it didn't.

The unusual scene created by the long wait also drew the attention of fans to them.

"James and Chen Wang are about to take the stage. This time, things will get interesting," Yang Yi said, getting excited.

"If the Clippers are leading and James leaves the court first, it means the Lakers have given up and he has conceded defeat."

"The Clippers are still in the lead. If Chen Fang goes off the court first, James will lose even more face."

"So now the point of interest is who will be the first to leave the field for a rest."

Yu Jia couldn't hold back any longer: "Davis will be the champion next time he plays."

Yang Yi smiled enigmatically: "Yes, the Lakers' core player is actually Davis."

Yu Jia was speechless, realizing that Yang Yi had dragged her into a trap.

Zhang Weiping just kept laughing; he's become a bit like Zhang Lu, the football commentator, who only knows how to laugh.

Chen Wang's appearance also signifies the start of the final battle for Kuaihu.

The moment his foot touched the court floor, he was marked by Caruso. Letting Caruso take over Chen Fang's defense instead of Pope was Walton's wisest choice.

The Lakers' current lineup on the court is Rondo, Caruso, James, Beasley, and Davis.

This lineup is very flexible and better able to cope with the Clippers' offensive and defensive rhythm. Howard was completely suppressed by Zubac today. Zubac did not leave the paint, so Howard had almost no chance to steal a point.

Walton gave up on them after they played two quarters.

Beasley's mobility and height allow him to act as a help defender, assisting Caruso in containing Chen Fang.

As for the offense, Davis still plays alongside Rondo, James draws attention away from the defense, and Beasley is the one who makes the tough saves in the final moments.

This is the best lineup Walton could think of.

But Chen Fang was no longer going to pretend; he was going to get serious.

Just as he told Mazura before he went on stage: "Ten minutes of experimentation, this is a good thing."

So when Chen Fang raised his hand and made a gun gesture, the Clippers players on the court immediately understood that they were about to execute a tactic they had been secretly practicing.

The Great Trial!
Zubac sank to the bottom, Jaren Jr. hung at the top of the key, and Jrue Holiday and Dillon each occupied a corner.

Chen was positioned at the free-throw line, and because of Jaren's height, even Davis had difficulty interfering with his pass.

So the first pass quickly came to Chen Fang.

Leaning against Beasley, Chen Fang turned his back to the basket, quickly scanning the court's real-time position with his peripheral vision, and then turned halfway to the side.

Beasley cautiously raised his hand to interrupt, but Chen Fang didn't move; he dared not move.

At that moment, Jaren Jr. moved down, creating four players at the free-throw line.

Davis then double-teamed Chen Fang, but Chen Fang dribbled to the left and decisively drove down the sideline of the oil zone.

This immediately attracted a three-man encirclement from the Lakers.

Chen Fang stopped and passed the ball to Dillon, who had moved from the bottom corner to the wing.

At the same time, he charged towards Dillon without stopping, and at this moment, the Lakers' defense fell into chaos.

Beasley didn't dare to make a full-scale attack, while Caruso's task at the moment was to keep an eye on Dillon.

James was guarding Jrue Holiday on the other side, Davis was tied up by Jaren, and the only free player was Rondo.

Rondo quickly came over to switch on defense.

That's the purpose of the tactics.

After a handoff with Dillon, Chen Fang dribbled towards the top of the arc. Before Rondo could even get into his defensive position, he faced an awkward situation: how to defend Chen Wang.

Chen Fang at this moment is no longer the college student he was two years ago; his deterrent power is comparable to the league's top-tier weapon.

Rondo was still getting the ball in, but Chen Fang had already jumped and shot.

Without any apparent reason, Chen Fang hit his sixth three-pointer.

51 points!
The climax of the commentary is that each breakthrough in a major numerical value signifies a significant step forward in difficulty, ability, and skill level.

In the NBA, the highest level of basketball in the world, scoring 10 points proves that you are qualified to survive in the league.

20 points is the potential to be a starting player on the team; 30 points is without a doubt, you have the potential to become a star.

40 points is the threshold for becoming a superstar; 50 points goes without saying, you're a superstar.

Chen Fang has reached the 50-point mark more than once, and the commentators' praise has spread to every corner of the planet through the internet.

Prince Chen!

This name, which was mentioned repeatedly, began to truly become widely known throughout the world.

The Lakers were trying hard, but James's drive after a pick-and-roll was blocked by Jaren. James, losing his balance upon landing, again spread his hands, indicating a hand foul. Chen Fang, who was chasing the defense, clearly saw it was a block where the ball and hand were one, so he shouted to the baseline referee, "That's a good block, hit the ball's hand first!"

As Chen Fang began his demonstration, James became extremely dissatisfied.

He raised his elbow to shoo away Chen Fang, who was standing nearby, and Chen Fang flew into a rage.

"Try raising your elbow again!" Chen Fang darted forward, nose to nose with James, and said coldly.

The two were of similar height, but Chen Fang, who was on the smaller side, exuded an unimaginable sense of pressure.

His hair was already frizzy from sweat, and the old scar on his forehead, due to the rush of blood to his head, instantly revealed a reddish pattern.

It's amazing, it's terrifying.

James was taken aback and instinctively took a step back. It was this step that gave Davis the opportunity to step in and stop Chen Fang.

"King Chen, don't be impulsive!" Davis tried to calm him down, hugging Chen Fang and shaking his head repeatedly, frantically reminding Chen Fang that this was wrong.

Beasley came up too, Rondo ran over too, the Lakers' reaction was even faster than the Clippers' players, in the blink of an eye, everyone was stunned.

The memory is still very clear, and I can recall it instantly.

The commentators screamed, "Oh my god! Chen Wang and LeBron are clashing again!"

This time, Rondo was exceptionally quick. He grabbed Chen Fang and pulled him back, shouting, "Do you still consider me your older brother?"

Chen Fang also took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said to Rondo, "Of course, you will always be my big brother."

This sentence truly moved Rondo.

"Brother, calm down."

"I'm fine now, that's all." Chen Fang forced a smile and broke free from Rondo's arm. At this moment, his teammates surrounded him, each with a fierce expression, as if they would start fighting immediately at Chen Fang's command.

"It's okay, let's focus on playing." The leader's words immediately relaxed everyone's tense nerves.

The referee breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that referees would be penalized whenever there was a conflict on the field, and nobody wanted anything to happen.

The commentators were also giving their quick analysis, with David excitedly shouting, "Jackey James struck first again. I'm fed up with the league spoiling him. If he's not punished, he'll keep doing this."

Yang Yi seized the opportunity: "James raised his elbow again, and Chen Fang just indicated that there was no foul, but James, who was begging for food, elbowed Chen Fang instead."

"This kind of inappropriate action should not be seen on the face of an alliance."

"The fact that Prince Chen did not retaliate immediately is already very polite!"

Yu Jia sighed inwardly and began to admire this colleague who had been recruited; he was truly shrewd and cunning.

The conflict was resolved, and the referee signaled for the game to continue.

When James received the ball on the Lakers' baseline, the entire arena erupted in boos. This time, the Clippers fans showed no respect for the league's so-called face. Under the boos, James once again lost his composure.

He ignored the open Caruso, dribbled laterally, and regardless of whether Dillon was faked out, he forced his way into the paint.

Dillon fell to the ground the instant he made contact, rolling dramatically on the ground, prompting the referee to instinctively blow his whistle.

Now it was James's turn to look at the referee with surprise, holding the ball. He pointed at Dillon on the ground and said, "Can't you see this obvious flopping?"

The referee's disregard once again wounded his heart.

So James grabbed the ball and chased after him, yelling at the linesman, "Didn't you see that? Hey, is this how I'm supposed to be treated? You're blowing the whistle unfairly."

The referee stood there with a stern face, then turned around and gave James a technical foul signal.

"Wow, the referee gave James a technical foul, and he deserved it. Today he was like a baby without milk, constantly pestering the referee for milk!" David laughed heartily.

Realizing he had received a technical foul, James froze, while Davis came over, took the ball, and tried to comfort him.

"This is part of the game. Let's focus on winning. We're not far apart in points."

"Anthony, this is not fair." James was extremely frustrated and depressed. Feeling wronged, he immediately revealed his true nature and began to seek refuge.

The Clippers had possession of the ball, and Chen Fang came to the free-throw line again without the ball. This time, the Lakers double-teamed him from both sides, but Jaren was no longer restrained. He dribbled towards the basket and, after being blocked a meter inside the free-throw line, saw Chen Fang appear in front of him.

Chen Fang first retreated to the top of the arc, and then suddenly ran back in. He was right behind Xiao Jialun, and the two exchanged the ball at almost zero distance.

Chen Fang, who got the ball, pulled it back and retreated, attracting Beasley who was chasing after him, and also holding off Caruso who was also chasing after him.

With a minimal crossover dribble, Chen Fang controlled the ball in his uncontested left hand, then suddenly executed a snake-like swing, momentarily stabilizing Beasley's center of gravity.

In that instant, Chen Fang took a left-step jump and broke free from the double team.

It rises as soon as it touches the ground, its posture graceful.

"Chen Wang makes the shot, another basket!"

"53 points! Chen Wang is making a solid step toward the 60-point mark."

Walton was somewhat confused. He sensed that the Clippers had changed, but it seemed that they were not much different from the first three quarters.

The score difference widened to 11 points again.

There are still eight minutes left.

The Lakers finally scored, with Davis assisting Beasley, who stopped the bleeding with a turnaround jumper.

This was something the Clippers couldn't do; Zubac didn't rush out, he stayed under the basket.

Before Walton could even relax, he saw Chen Fang receive the ball in the middle, draw a double team, and then pass it to Jrue Holiday in the corner.

The latter finally scored a three-pointer, and Walton's lips twitched involuntarily.

12 points!

The situation is starting to get out of control.

Lakers, quick pass! This time, James is at the front again. He receives a long pass from Rondo and scores a layup.

This was also his first score in the fourth quarter.

He just didn't expect that this would be his final athletic score.

In the following possessions, Chen Fang consistently drew away and occupied the Lakers' defensive burden at the free-throw line, creating numerous opportunities for the wing players.

Dillon's breakthrough and Jrue Holiday's three-pointer followed in quick succession.

The score quickly reached 109-94.

The score difference is 15 points.

Adjustments must be made. James has created a huge defensive gap, constantly leaving his defensive position and focusing solely on interfering with Chen Fang in the middle.

Chen Fang, positioned in the middle, faced three Lakers players alone, growing stronger with each battle.

Walton couldn't hold on any longer, so he called a timeout and reorganized the defensive formation.

He positioned Beasley at the free-throw line, Caruso and James on the wings, Davis protecting the rim in the paint, and Rondo providing help defense for Beasley at the top of the key.

This strategy works fine against most players, but Chen Wang is no ordinary player.

Chen Fang then positioned himself two meters deeper into the penalty area, positioning himself to the side of the penalty area and forming a support role with Zubac.

On offensive possession, the Lakers patiently looked for opportunities to close the gap, while the Clippers completely shifted their offensive focus to Chen Fang.

When the ball comes, Chen Fang hardly makes any moves: catch the ball, take a step to the side, and turn around to shoot.

Because it was Beasley, who played 206, Chen Fang always took a fadeaway shot.

If it works the first time, it will work the second and third time as well.

Commentators Yang Yi, Yu Jia, Zhang Weiping, and others, as well as the 20,000 fans in the stadium and the coaching staff of both teams, were all stunned.

Chen Fang hit Beasley's five mid-range shots in a row, with a 5% success rate!

These 10 points brought Chen Fang to a terrifying 63 points.

“What does it mean to have a heavy sword without an edge, and great skill without artifice?” This time, Yu Jiaxian became excited.

“That’s it!”

"Where do you need fancy tricks and unnecessary moves? Where do you need any tactics? Just give the ball to Chen Wang, and he'll give you a 100% shooting percentage!"

The camera focused on Beasley's face; at that moment, he looked up at the sky and sighed, utterly dejected.

He raised his hands to the sky and muttered incantations, as if praying to heaven.

The clever director, however, was switching shots; he quickly spotted Kobe sitting in the front row.

Kobe was clapping. He stood up and clapped, just like the other fans in the stadium.

He nodded, his expression of approval clearly visible on his face.

"Kobe's expression at that moment seemed to say, 'Look, this is what legacy is,'" Yu Jia excitedly explained.

"Yes, it's so rare. After retiring for two years, I finally see such beautiful skills in the league." Mr. Zhang Weiping was also filled with emotion. He admires skills and is very disgusted by players who rely on their physical abilities.

Yang Yi, on the other hand, didn't say anything. He had already said all he needed to say, and that was enough.

"Beasley was completely broken down, utterly defeated. He was completely desperate. You could see from his eyes that he had completely lost confidence in defending Chen Wang." Meanwhile, Clippers commentator David was shouting wildly, not caring what the person listening was thinking.

These ten points extended the Clippers' lead to 20 points.

During this period, the Lakers only scored 5 points.

With these factors offsetting each other, the Lakers have completely fallen into the abyss.

119: 99.

"With five minutes left in the game, the Lakers have absolutely no hope of catching up." Duan Ran finally dared to make his judgment, loudly announcing that the Lakers' doom for this game had arrived.

He thought the game was over, but little did he know that a bigger one was waiting for everyone.

James' personal score has reached 29 points. He already knows there is no hope of winning. Now, the motivation that keeps him working hard on the court is the data.

As long as he scores 30 points, plus 8 assists and 10 rebounds, no one will blame him.

Davis had 38 points, 11 assists, and 17 rebounds; apart from those two, the rest of the Lakers offered virtually no help.

This is James's usual way of thinking, and it's also the way he relies on to maintain his reputation. 29 points is naturally not as impressive as 30 points. Even if fans and netizens are idiots, they can still tell the difference between the two.

In time, who will remember today?

As long as I can find out from the data that I almost got a triple-double today, that's enough.

No one will laugh at me; they will only respect me!

With this mindset, James diligently sought out every easy ball opportunity.

Finally, he caught it.

Davis forced a back-to-the-basket move, but his shot was blocked again by the outstanding Jaren. The ball went over the rim and was caught by Dillon.

The latter saw Chen Fang running and made a long pass, but it was anticipated by Rondo, who was trailing behind.

With a swift movement, he intercepted it.

Rondo received the ball and saw James hadn't retreated to defend in time, so he immediately passed it to him.

Everyone was moving forward, leaving the Clippers' paint wide open and completely undefended.

James was overjoyed. He caught the ball, dribbled once, and drove straight to the Clippers' basket.

But Dillon, who had made a mistake, was not willing to give up and chased after them immediately, while Jaren turned back as well.

The two men pounced on James, one after the other.

In this situation, James was incredibly confident and filled with boundless pride. He believed that in open play, he was the best in the world.

I don't even consider those two clowns a threat.

With boundless confidence, James leaped into the air, spreading his wings like a great roc, ready to unleash his signature tomahawk dunk.

But as soon as he jumped, he felt he wasn't high enough. By now, his old legs couldn't give him 100% of the momentum, so James changed his dunk to a layup and licked the rim.

Dillon was too late, but he still jumped up, preparing to bluff from behind.

Jaren, who had already secured 6 blocks, was incredibly brave. He had already pounced under the basket, leaped into the air, and swatted at James' right hand as he held the ball.

James tried to dodge, but his skills didn't allow him to make a fancy layup, so as soon as he moved, the ball was touched by Jaren.

During the fall, Jaren Jr. instinctively put his arm around James's arm, and the two landed on the ground together.

"Hit! Hit!" James didn't hear the whistle, so he stomped his feet and yelled like a madman, looking around for the referee.

When he realized the referee was ignoring him, he immediately knelt on one knee in anguish and pounded the floor with both hands.

First it was one leg, and soon both knees were on the ground!
The crowd erupted in uproar. At that moment, the fans couldn't tell if James was injured, otherwise why would they react like that?

But Chen Fang laughed.

It turns out that there really are stubborn lines of fate in the world.

On January 29, 2023, during a Lakers game against the Celtics, LeBron James knelt down in a fit of emotion after being fouled on the final possession of the game but not called by the referees.

It was later proven that Tatum did indeed hit James, but James's dramatic kneeling revealed his own lowliness.

And this wasn't the first time he had knelt; it was just that he had always knelt on one knee before, but this time he knelt on both knees.

While others thought James was injured, only Chen Fang knew that he was simply revealing his true nature unconsciously because of his fragile heart.

Jaren was emphasizing to the referee that it was a good play. Dillon wanted to mock James, who was still kneeling there pretending to be injured, but was stopped by Jrue Holiday, who had run back.

"The boss told us to stop arguing and just let him kneel there." Zhu Holiday glanced at the blue-gold figure not far away, his eyes full of disdain.

This man has completely tarnished the Lakers' spirit.

He wasn't the only one who thought this way. Kobe's expression turned ashen. He pulled his daughter up and said to his wife, "We should go."

The comments from the commentators were even more outrageous.

"King Chen, King Chen beat James to his knees, completely to his knees!" Ke Fan disregarded the rules and laughed wildly.

The camera also captured Kobe leaving the court, so the commentators quickly changed their story.

"The Lakers-Clippers game is over. Kobe left the court disappointed, and he was extremely angry about James' poor performance."

Ultimately, the referee was forced to change his decision, and after Walton made a valuable challenge, the referee ruled it a foul.

James stepped up to the free-throw line, glancing around but ignoring the boos blaring around him.

For the first free throw, no Clippers player went into the paint; they all stood outside, with Chen Fang even standing there with his hands on his hips.

For the second penalty, Chen Fang held back the others, leaving only Dillon to go.

"Don't worry, he won't lose the penalty. This is such a precious point!"

As expected, James made the free throw, bringing his total to 31 points.

“Ugly data!” David said with utter disgust.

"For the past 15 years, James has relied on these tricks and meaningless stats, which has brought shame to the entire league."

With those two points, the Lakers extended their lead to 18 points.

But what could be done? In the next possession, Chen Fang, two meters from the top of the arc, sank his last three-pointer of the game.

122:101.

"66 points!"

"The stats are absolutely terrifying. Today, Chen Wang was like a god descending to earth. He single-handedly destroyed the entire Lakers team."

"Is 70 points possible? There are still 3 minutes left!" Yu Jia said excitedly.

Davis tried his best to catch up, but he was really desperate. Reason told him that it was completely hopeless. Right now, he just didn't want to give in.

But Chen Fang must make the Lakers completely submit today. He doesn't want to kill them, he wants to help them pass on!

Pray for the Lakers!

May all those who opposed him today find peace!
A wing cut, receiving the ball and immediately taking three steps, a powerful shot, Chen Fang scored his 68th point!
Everyone stood up; no fan could sit down. Even Hollywood stars stood up, praising today's gods with applause and shouts of MVP.

The One True God!
Walton knew it was impossible, so he substituted James after the ball died.

But he didn't substitute Davis because he wanted Davis to score more points; he deserved respect.

Instead of returning to the bench, James limped toward the player tunnel, and several Lakers assistants rushed over to help him up.

The camera followed the player for a few seconds, but was quickly cut back by the director. This seemed to represent the overall will of the arena: losers and cowards were not worth caring about.

With two minutes left, Chen Fang was fouled by Caruso while making a layup, so he went to the free throw line.

There was no other sound in the entire arena; the chants of "MVP" echoed throughout the Staples Center.

At this moment, Chen Fang is the only true god.

Once Chen Fang was ready, the stadium fell silent again, and everyone held their breath.

One penalty, and it's in.

69 points!
Cheers filled the arena; everyone was jumping and clapping.

Second free throw, made!
"70 points!"

Yu Jia was excited, and so were the commentators from more than fifty media outlets and television stations around the world.

"70 points! Chen Wang broke his own scoring record, pushing his milestone to an unbelievable height."

"70 points, that's the highest score this season!"

"Let us worship the true god, the strongest killer of the season!"

Amid cheers from the crowd, Chen Fang was substituted.

He raised his hand, looked around, and clapped continuously in response to the enthusiastic Clippers fans.

When he arrived at the bench, everyone lined up to greet him.

Ballmer, who had been excited all along, rushed to hug Chen Fang before Rivers could.

"King Chen, I promise you that as long as you don't leave the Clippers, I will grant you any request!" He blushed not only his face but also his neck.

Upon hearing this, Chen Fang laughed and hugged his boss, replying, "No, I'm very satisfied. Without your trust, I wouldn't be who I am today."

"Sir, you are the MVP in my heart, and the Clippers' true MVP."

To be honest, it was against my conscience, but the effect was worth a billion!
Ballmer was moved to tears; he was truly touched.

Then, Chen Fang hugged Rivers: "Coach, today was alright, wasn't it?"

"Absolutely perfect!"

Facing Mazura, Chen Fang said very seriously, "It still needs improvement; it has flaws."

Mazura couldn't help but be surprised. It was as if he were seeing Chen Fang in a new light. In this situation, he was still concerned about important matters. That was truly remarkable.

The Clippers' bench was jubilant and happy, while the Lakers' bench looked completely expressionless.

"It's over. Under the gaze of 16 billion, the Clippers have proven who the king of Los Angeles is, and Chen Wang has also proven that he is the true god."

"Today is a day to remember, for we have welcomed the true God!"

(End of this chapter)