Madison Square Garden erupted in an instant, cheers rolling across the arena like thunder!
The once-dead-silent arena completely came back to life at that moment, boiling over in an explosive frenzy!
The entire Lakers team froze, and the cheers from their bench came to an abrupt stop.
O'Neal's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief as he failed to recover for a long time.
He had never seen anyone produce such stable, unstoppable offense from that position.
That shot ignored tactics, matchups, and common sense. It was pure domination through absolute individual strength.
The score was instantly rewritten: 84-89, the gap cut directly to five points.
The Lakers players' mentality quietly wavered as the advantage they had worked so hard to build was being devoured at a frightening rate.
Phil Jackson frowned slightly on the sidelines, a grave look appearing on his face for the first time.
He had expected Li Fei to counterattack, but he had not expected it to come so tyrannically, so ferociously.
The Lakers inbounded from the baseline, and their shaken mentality led to a minor mistake.
Kobe brought the ball up, but Jordan accurately read his route and forced him into a hurried pass.
The Lakers' offensive possession ended in a rush. Their shot clanked off the rim, and they came away empty-handed.
The Knicks quickly secured the defensive rebound and immediately launched a transition attack.
Fans throughout the arena continued shouting and cheering, the roar growing louder with every wave.
New York's home-court momentum had completely returned to its peak along with Li Fei's baskets.
The same rhythm again, the same spot again.
With eight seconds left on the shot clock, Li Fei called for the ball at the top once more.
This time, O'Neal did not dare relax in the slightest. He decisively