The Start

Don Nelson stared intently at Li Chen. This was the Eastern Kid; every pass he made seemed to have magic, turning into points for his teammates. His Passing Ability was simply too strong.

At this moment, Don Nelson had a strange feeling. He felt the impulse he had only experienced as a naive teenager: he had to get this Eastern Kid, no matter the cost.

But the next moment, his burning eyes dimmed. Who would be foolish enough to trade away the team's core player?

Even if Donald Sterling lets him go, would Cuban go to great lengths to sign this rookie? Obviously, he doesn't think Cuban would do that, but he'd still give it a try if Donald Sterling lets him go.

Then his gaze fell on Wang Zhizhi. He noticed that this young man from the East had changed as well. He looked at Li Chen again, "Did you change him?"

A moment later, Don Nelson snapped out of his thoughts and called a pause. He had no choice but to call a pause!

He had to limit Li Chen; he simply couldn't outscore the Clippers on offense.

Whenever he thought of this, Don Nelson's lips would twitch involuntarily.

After the timeout, Li Chen was surprised to find that the Dallas Mavericks') defensive intensity had increased, making it very difficult for Clippers players to receive the ball.

Seeing this, Li Chen's lips curled up. They wouldn't let him pass the ball? Then he'd do it himself.

Li Chen lowered his center of gravity, his left and right hands constantly alternating between his legs, the sound of the basketball hitting the floor was clearly audible, and then he rushed towards the basket like a bolt of lightning.

Li Chen moved like a butterfly, deftly dodging the Dallas Mavericks') encirclement and pursuit time and time again.

When he reached the basket, he leaped high, like a bird soaring towards the backboard. At that moment, he seemed like a flying man, or a king in the Staples Center.

Clang.

The basketball hoop was shaking violently.

Exclamations and cheers erupted from both inside and outside the basket, igniting the atmosphere throughout the court.

The Clippers lead the regular season top Dallas Mavericks, by 12 points, 27-15.

Li Chen dribbled past three players and dunked successfully, which made several Dallas Mavericks players look rather grim.

Especially Nash, who was beaten in the blink of an eye.

The Mavericks players all had somber expressions, and their eyes revealed a sense of unwillingness, an unwillingness that was like a volcano that could erupt at any moment.

At the end of the first quarter, the Clippers led the Dallas Mavericks.

At the start of the second quarter, the Clippers players finally learned what a team with the strongest offensive power truly meant.

The Dallas Mavericks) were hitting all sorts of three-pointers.

This made Li Chen feel somewhat dazed. He had the feeling that he had not traveled back to the era of 2003, but was in the future era of small ball sports.

The Dallas Mavericks' relentless attack completely overwhelmed the Clippers.

At the end of the second quarter, the Clippers were down 28-40.

At halftime, the Clippers led the Dallas Mavericks by 4 points.

At the start of the third quarter, the Dallas Mavericks continued their momentum from the first half, finishing with a 23-30 Clippers over the Clippers.

After three quarters, the Clippers trailed 87-90 by 3 points.

In the Clippers' rest area, Alvin Gentry was completely overwhelmed by the Dallas Mavericks.

They had initially thought they were guaranteed to win the game after leading by 16 points in the first quarter.

But God played a huge joke on him, Alvin Gentry thought to himself, "April Fool's Day is still a few days away, don't play this on me!"

Lost in thought, he suppressed his inner complaints and looked at Andre Miller with an unwavering expression, saying, "Andre, I don't care what methods you use to suppress Nash."

Andre Miller grinned, and although he wasn't very confident, he nodded nonetheless.

Alvin Gentry then looked at Li Chen, and his tone softened immediately. "Chen, you must keep Van Exel under control."

Li Chen nodded, indicating that he understood.

A short while later, the fourth section began.

The Clippers attacked first.

Andre Miller dribbled the ball up the court and then passed it to Li Chen.

Li Chen surveyed the frontcourt and saw that all his teammates were being tightly guarded by the Dallas Mavericks, so he decided to take matters into his own hands.

Li Chen, who was dribbling rhythmically, suddenly started moving.

However, Adrian was prepared. He sneered inwardly, "Coach Nelson has already noticed that Li Chen likes to go down the left wing, so I just need to position myself in advance."

However, the next moment, a gentle breeze brushed against his face.

At that moment, the expression on his face seemed to freeze, followed by uncontrollable shock. He clearly knew the direction of the breakthrough, but why couldn't he stop it?

At that moment, a figure appeared before him—a short man, Allen Iverson.

Meanwhile, Li Chen continued to break through.

Nash tried to help defend, but his defense was as flimsy as paper, and he easily faked Nash out of the game.

At this moment, LaFrentz and Van Exel attacked Li Chen from both sides.

Li Chen slowed down, then took a Euro step and forced his way past the two people.

But as Li Chen jumped for the third time, a figure leaped high into the air, blocking his view.

Li Chen didn't force the shot; he withdrew his hand from the basket and then bounced a pass to Wang Zhizhi.

Wang Zhizhi scored with a powerful dunk, completely unguarded.

89 to 90.

This elicited cheers from the Staples Center.

Today, with Li Chen's unwavering support, Wang Zhizhi has already scored 18 points.

Dallas Mavericks) on offense.

Van Exel grinned as he saw Li Chen defending him, "Eastern Kid, I admit your offense and passing are strong, on par with Nash, but your defense, heh!"

Although Van Exel didn't say it aloud, Dali's words were full of disdain.

Li Chen smiled faintly and was about to say, "You can give it a try."

Van Exel was secretly pleased; the Eastern Kid had indeed fallen for his trick. In his view, Li Chen were an expression of anger.

He chuckled strangely and said, "Of course I'll give it a try." With that, he raised his hand to ask for the ball.

Nash hesitated for a moment. He knew Li Chen's defense; although not as good as Kobe or Garnett, he was still a very strong defensive player.

But seeing Van Exel keep asking for the ball, he still passed it to him.

A short while later, Van Exel used various feints and dribbling techniques, but failed to get past Li Chen's defense.

Van Exel was sweating; his face felt burning, as if he'd been slapped repeatedly.

Just as he was considering whether to pass the ball, Li Chen made a very basic mistake: he launched a suicidal steal when the situation was going well.

Aha! Sure enough, a rookie is a rookie, no matter how talented. He knew his chance had come.

Van Exel easily dodged Li Chen's suicidal steal attempt, and then jumped to shoot without hesitation.

But at that moment, to his shock once again, a figure leaped high into the air, its massive hand like an insurmountable mountain blocking his path.

Thud! A crisp sound rang out as the basketball flew into the stands.

Cheers erupted once again at the Staples Center.