30 points in the first half, so no points in the whole game?!

On the left side of the top of the key, Su Yan had just settled into position when he passed to Curry on the other side, letting Curry press his advantage with another three-pointer?!

A fake.

When Kobe rotated over, Curry immediately passed it back, leaving Su Yan facing Artest again.

No fancy moves, just pure strength.

"Bang!"

Su Yan powerfully shoved Artest aside, took a big step back, and returned to outside the three-point line.

"Uh oh!"

Artest cried out, realizing the danger. Gritting his teeth, he rushed to close the distance.

But it was clearly too late.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star, a three-pointer to calm the nerves.

"Swish!"

Su Yan hit the three-pointer.

"COME ON!

A three-point shot is supposed to be a shot with an element of luck, but when it comes to Su Yan, it seems he can just keep making them!

This is incredible!

I honestly can't imagine how any player could practice their three-point shot to such an unbelievable degree!

To be honest, I thought Stephen's three-pointers were already famous throughout the league.

He's on the same level as Ray Allen and Peja.

Su Yan is on another level, the top of the pyramid!"

"Wooow~ It's Su Yan again, weaving through the crowd like a phantom, not a single leaf sticking to him. He shot, he drove, he made a series of mid-air folds and layups, dodging blocks from Bynum and Humphries.

He made the layup.

That's another 2 points.

Tonight is a match point game for the Knicks, and Su Yan's fighting spirit seems incredibly high. He's been attacking aggressively from the start."

"COOL!

Su Yan hit another three-pointer. He's already got 11 points. He's still scoring under intense defense!"

"15 points!"

"Wow~ Su Yan with 17 points in the first quarter!"

"Oh,