Elegance Never Goes Out of Style!

[Steel Bones lv1] mainly boosted Su Yan's strength and explosiveness, enhancing his defensive ability.

The effect was quite good.

Stephen Jackson was, after all, the Bobcats' current leading scorer, averaging 22.1 points per game.

His offensive ability was quite solid.

Yet over five minutes of guarding him, using one 24-second possession as an example, Jackson had two shots that failed to even touch the rim, along with one turnover from a steal and one blocked shot.

Su Yan was able to use his overwhelming strength to lock him down completely.

Then he faced Gerald Wallace, the "King," who would make the All-Star team that year.

With his strength-based defensive pressure, Su Yan likewise stole the ball from Gerald once and stopped one of his powerful attacks at the basket.

His defensive efficiency was remarkably high.

However... on the offensive end, the increase in strength could only help him break through the defense.

Unfortunately, his ability to finish at the basket was merely average.

There was nothing he could do about that.

So, under Gerald's defense, if he wanted to score using his strength, he had to change his approach.

For example.

"What if the final move isn't a finish at the basket, but... a three-pointer, which is what I'm best at?!"

With that thought.

Su Yan found a new offensive approach.

During the break.

The fans in the stands were incredibly excited.

The male fans immersed themselves in Su Yan's battles against the "Martial Saint" and the "King," their blood boiling with excitement.

The female fans, on the other hand, didn't care that Su Yan had failed on his final finish. All they felt was the ferocious strength radiating from his entire body.

It left every one of them so excited they couldn't close their legs.

They all fantasized about having a wild date with a man so impossibly handsome, tall, and strong.

A crazy date!!!

In the second quarter.

The bench units rotated first, and the cooperation between Larry Hughes and Gallinari was pretty good.

Over four minutes of rotation.

They helped the team win by 3 points. It wasn't much, but it was definitely a good thing.

Beep! Beep!

Larry Brown called a timeout.

Both teams' Starting lineups returned.

Swish!

Stephen Jackson checked in and immediately caught a no-look pass from the versatile Dior in the corner.

He buried a three-pointer.

Tying the score.

"Hehehe~"

He excitedly rushed in front of Su Yan and sneered, "Isn't it just a three-pointer? Doesn't anyone with hands know how to make one?!"

???

What the fuck...

You know it was only one three-pointer, yet you ran over here to show off like some damn rubber dildo!!!

Been single too long, so you jump on anyone you see and ram anything with a hole, huh? Doesn't matter how ugly the woman is, or even whether it's a woman at all!!!

You were clearly dismissive of three-pointers before.

Now that I humiliated you so badly you had nowhere to hide, you couldn't wait to brag after making a single three-pointer.

Trying to prove you're capable?

Forcing yourself into the spotlight?

A six just for you.

Su Yan couldn't be bothered with him!

Su Yan got the ball again and wanted to try combining strength with three-pointers, but he wasn't some reckless idiot.

He wasn't about to just shoot the moment he got the ball.

Seeing David Lee matched up against Stephen Jackson under the basket, he decisively passed it over.

Bang!

David Lee took the ball, powered through the contact, spun, and left Stephen Jackson at his side.

Body position difference plus a height advantage.

David Lee easily finished with a layup under the basket.

Duhong looked to get Su Yan involved first, but he did not force the ball to him mindlessly.

On the next possession, he drove while looking at Su Yan at the top of the key, only to kick the ball out to Harrington in the corner.

He raised his hand and fired a Three-pointer.

Clang!

Missed.

Still... it was an opportunity shot. There was nothing wrong with the offense.

On the Knicks' third possession, Su Yan got the chance to face Gerald Wallace head-on.

Step!

Gerald pressed up on him again.

After so many collisions, he knew his strength was inferior to Su Yan's, but he also understood... as long as he kept applying pressure, even if Su Yan got past him, scoring would not come easily.

Needle against awl.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Their bodies crashed together fiercely once more.

The fans watched the muscle-on-muscle collision between the two tough guys with excited expressions, anticipating... Su Yan tearing through the defense again.

Charging into the Restricted Area for a dunk.

"Hah!"

With a low shout, Su Yan drove in again, putting everything into another brutal collision. Gerald was knocked back.

His feet staggered.

He seemed on the verge of falling, and hurriedly adjusted his balance. He knew Su Yan's fiercer attack was about to come.

But then—

Su Yan came to a sudden stop, stepped back to the right, and landed beyond the Three-point line. He gathered the ball, raised his hand, and launched a Three-point shot.

"It's a Three-pointer!"

Gerald quickly regained his balance and was already preparing to chase downward on defense. He clearly had not expected this.

He had no time to contest.

He could only watch Su Yan shoot and pray in his heart that it would miss.

With a nearly wide-open Three-pointer, how could Su Yan possibly miss?

His bow bent like an autumn moon crossing the sky; his arrow flew like a meteor falling to earth!

Swish!

Nothing but net.

On the following possession, Su Yan, having found a bit of rhythm, did not keep trading contact. Just one vicious burst of strength—

Thud, thud, thud!

Unable to withstand it, Gerald was knocked away again. Su Yan smoothly stepped back for another Three-pointer.

Drawing the bow, nocking the arrow.

Piercing a willow from a hundred paces away.

Swish!

Another Three-pointer went in.

"This is the feeling!"

Su Yan smiled faintly.

Sure enough... contact plus Three-pointers was the right combination for the current [Steel Bones lv1] and [Max Level Three-Pointer].

???

Again?

Who, after violently colliding with a defender and knocking him away, did not charge straight into the paint to attack the rim, but instead stepped back for a Three-pointer?

Gerald was dumbfounded. He could not help complaining, "You said we were battling physically—how can you shoot a Three-pointer?!"

"No problem."

Su Yan shrugged. "There was contact, sure, but I never said... I wouldn't shoot threes!!!

Sorry.

I'm not some brute who only knows how to rely on brute force!"

???

Why did that feel like a pointed jab?!

Gerald pursed his lips, helpless as he watched Su Yan launch a three after knocking him aside.

Not only did Su Yan have the body position advantage, but his release was quick as well.

Gerald chased after him at full speed, yet it was still difficult to contest the shot.

Most importantly... it didn't even look like a particularly good scoring opportunity, yet Su Yan always buried them!!!

"Whoa~"

A three-pointer after consecutive physical clashes.

The stands erupted in commotion again, especially the female fans, who could not stay calm at all.

"Brutal, ferocious physicality, paired with smooth, handsome, free-spirited threes—Su Yan perfectly embodies violence and elegance!"

"He's so handsome~"

"Not only is Su Yan amazing at basketball, he combines violence and elegance too. That kind of charm... is truly impossible to resist!

Brother Yan.

Please pick up a whip and whip me hard!!!"

"I'm in love, I'm in love!"

The female fans collectively fell into fantasy.

And just over two minutes later, as Su Yan accelerated into a drive, he delivered a devastating burst of power to the "Martial Saint," Stephen Jackson.

Jackson stumbled back seven or eight steps before landing flat on his backside.

How embarrassing.

And Su Yan?

He took a step back, once again moving beyond the three-point line. There was no one within three meters of him—the space was as empty as the sea.

Unhurried and calm.

He first glanced at the disheveled Jackson, then at the basket, and even dribbled once to adjust.

Then he launched another three!

The whole sequence looked less like an intense NBA game and more like he was simply enjoying basketball.

Utterly elegant and free-spirited!

Step-back shot, arrow to Break the sky!

What was that called?

Elegance~ never goes out of style!!!

"Swish!"

The three-pointer went in.

The female fans completely fell for him too!