He quickly dribbled into the frontcourt.
George made the smart choice, turning and immediately passing to the trailing Chen Xi.
It was just like the third quarter, when Chen Xi had actively set George up.
Once he realized Chen Xi seemed to have entered the zone, he gave him the utmost respect, surrendering all possession without hesitation.
Striding across half court, Chen Xi caught the basketball in stride and continued forward.
He had barely left the logo area when he gathered and jumped, launching another deep three right in front of White and Holiday.
[Green Machine], [Range Extender], and [Volume Shooter]—the three badges lit up in succession.
Then the basketball once again swished through the net!!
Chen Xi! Ten straight points!
In just a few minutes, he had helped the Knicks cut the deficit to three points.
It was the smallest deficit the Knicks had faced since falling behind in this game!
"Chen Xi!! Another deep three! A logo shot!!"
"My goodness! Every shot is harder than the last! Every shot is farther out! Chen Xi has suddenly exploded, single-handedly scoring ten straight points in four possessions!"
"The Celtics have to call a timeout! If they don't, they're finished!!"
"There's nothing left to analyze! What can you analyze? Chen Xi isn't following any playbook at all. He just pulls up! And it goes in! Defensive strategy? Double-teams up top? He's done playing your games!"
"Hahahahaha! These buckets are ridiculous! One after another—what a gutsy performance!"
"This is what a superstar can do! This is a superstar's ability to change a game! This is the scoring explosion of the current number one player!! Hohoho! Absolutely ridiculous!"
Mazulla called a timeout.
He had no choice. If he let his team keep playing like this against a Chen Xi who was starting