One Last Shootout! "God Yan" vs. "Black Mamba"!

The Lakers had possession.

Left side of the top of the arc.

Kobe had the ball, facing Su Yan's defense. All the other players cleared out to one side, leaving the two of them one-on-one.

The outcome was in their hands.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

Kobe dribbled, repeatedly switching the ball in front of him. He didn't say a word to Su Yan. It was all about the offense.

Right now,

winning was all that mattered.

Kobe's expression was solemn. Even though he had plenty of confidence in his ability to deliver in the clutch, he still didn't dare underestimate Su Yan.

He couldn't afford to take Su Yan lightly.

Kobe dribbled as he searched for his rhythm and read the defense.

But Su Yan showed no major openings, and Kobe knew he was facing a DPOY-level defender.

A player like that didn't have many weaknesses.

He couldn't rely on conventional offense.

A hard-nosed attack was the key.

With that in mind,

Kobe's eyes narrowed once more. Then he dropped his shoulder and accelerated, initiating contact with Su Yan and going into attack mode.

Attack first, then look for an opening.

Su Yan didn't shy away from the physical battle, but it wasn't realistic to lock Kobe down with strength alone.

Kobe battled for position, using the contact to string together spins, crossovers, and feints.

After a few moves,

Kobe drove to the right low post and half-spun into a post-up against Su Yan. But even repeated collisions couldn't knock Su Yan out of position.

That was fine.

The Dream Shake was an essential part of his post game, too.

Kobe chained together several feints, keeping Su Yan in the corner of his eye and waiting for him to shift his weight.

As soon as Su Yan leaned left, Kobe spun