Will of Fire? Doused by a stream of urine!

The three basketball representatives from the Celestial Empire felt that this trip was truly worth it.

Previous scouting reports had never mentioned that Li Fei possessed such dream-like footwork.

This thing was like...

Finding out after marrying a beautiful wife from a blind date that she was actually a lesbian, and she liked to bring her female best friend home for dinner all the time; damn it, it was like discovering a new continent!

What a damn surprise!

"What the f***?"

On the court, Juwan Howard, having been thoroughly schooled, couldn't help but curse.

Even though it was the Dream Shake, that move was supposed to be his signature.

How dare Li Fei show off in front of him?!

"Come on, Juwan!"

"Get it back, get one back!"

"Use your own post footwork too!"

"..."

At this moment, shouts erupted from the University of Michigan fan section.

"Juwan, crush this trash!"

Even Chris Webber was shouting desperately from the sidelines.

On the court.

Hearing Webber's voice, Juwan Howard naturally wasn't about to sit still.

Carrying the will of his senior Webber, he called for the ball in the low post to face Li Fei one-on-one!

Li Fei pressed his body against Juwan, staying firmly in front of him with his arms raised high.

Li Fei's impression of Howard was mostly limited to his time playing in the paint alongside Yao, a period when Uncle Huo no longer took on much of an offensive role.

But Li Fei knew that in his youth, Uncle Huo was no slouch on the offensive end; he could average 20 points per game in the NBA, with strength, footwork, shooting, and field goal percentage all representing the perfect form of a power forward.

However.

Even the most solid technique is useless in the face of absolute, freakish physical attributes.

No matter how Howard shifted his feet, how solid his stance was, or how he used his pump fakes.

Li Fei had only two words for it.

Immovable!

Then, Li Fei showed the whole world why the Phoenix Suns, who already had Charles Barkley, still wanted to pursue him, and why the Jazz, who had Karl Malone, still viewed Li Fei as an SS-level target.

Even with the best footwork, it was all for nothing in the face of absolute height.

Juwan Howard's feet were spinning like a top, yet he still couldn't escape Li Fei's defensive perimeter.

On the sidelines, Chris Webber was so nervous that sweat was practically dripping off him.

"Come on, Juwan!"

"Don't shy away, crush him!"

It seemed he heard the encouragement from his senior Webber.

Finally, Juwan transformed into a beast, slamming his shoulder into Li Fei.

Is it coming?

Is it finally happening?

Junior Juwan, carrying the Will of Fire from Michigan.

Is he rising to the occasion?

However.

To Chris Webber's disappointment.

The moment Juwan's Will of Fire ignited, it was extinguished by a Water Dragon Jutsu from Li Fei.

In terms of strength, Li Fei wouldn't say he had the advantage, but he certainly didn't fear Juwan at all.

And so, unable to shake him off and unable to push him back, Juwan Howard had no choice but to bite the bullet and force a shot.

Li Fei didn't even need to jump; he just stood there and snatched the basketball right out of the air.

Ah, this...

Chris Webber shut his mouth on the spot, looking like a wilted eggplant.

Ohhh...

In the University of Michigan's half-court section, a wave of disappointed groans from the fans suddenly erupted.

If you can't find the book title, you can try searching for the author; perhaps the name has been changed!

To think someone could actually block Juwan Howard's shot standing still.

It turns out their steady power forward wasn't invincible after all...

Turning back to the other end, Li Fei moved up to set a screen for Kidd, then rolled toward the free-throw line. Kidd quickly passed the ball back. The moment he caught it, Li Fei dribbled with his left hand, feinting a drive to the rim.

"Not a chance!"

Juwan Howard stepped up instantly, and Eric Riley in the paint immediately rotated to help.

But in the next heartbeat, Li Fei pivoted on his right foot, his knees and ankles working in perfect synchronization, executing a light and agile spin move on the move.

He blew past Juwan Howard with ease.

Smooth as flowing water, without a hint of hesitation.

Before Eric Riley could even scramble to contest, Li Fei had already released his shot from inside, sinking it steadily.

6 to 3.

"Another brilliant finish with footwork!"

At the NBC broadcast table, Bill Walton shook his head in amazement: "Li Fei first delivered a massive block on Juwan Howard at the defensive end, then turned around and used his Dream Shake twice in a row to dismantle the University of Michigan's defensive scheme."

"I never expected Li Fei to keep bringing us such huge surprises in the semifinals. His footwork is so crisp, as clean as the waters of San Jose."

"Juwan was fully prepared for a physical showdown with Li Fei, but facing Li Fei's Dream Shake was like a dung beetle meeting a case of diarrhea—all that effort for nothing."

"I've heard that Li Fei's offensive repertoire is indeed diverse."

Meanwhile.

In a VIP suite at the Great Western Forum.

The Logo watched, feeling that something wasn't quite right: "But I've watched a massive amount of his game tapes. Has his footwork always been this nimble?"

"This is my first time seeing him play with footwork technique like this, too. His draft comparison is really starting to look more and more like Hakeem."

Previously, Li Fei's draft comparison was Olajuwon.

Later, people started comparing him to Bill Russell, Jabbar, and Wilt Chamberlain.

But Li Fei's Dream Shake, every move and every stance, really resembled The Dream.

"This isn't just about technique; it's a display of physical ability."

The Logo narrowed his eyes.

As an all-time NBA superstar, he possessed the ability to see through the surface to the essence.

"Li Fei can pull off these moves because he has flexible hips and legs, and his knees and ankles can withstand immense pressure. At the same time, he has powerful core strength, allowing him to suddenly pull back even when his body is rotated to the limit, while still providing speed and explosive power."

This is the same as many students who have taken Olajuwon's Dream Shake classes.

For everyone with good footwork in the world, the technique is actually more or less the same.

But Olajuwon is definitely the player who combined the Dream Shake with physical ability to perfection.

"Mr. Jerry, are you saying that only a powerful physical frame can perfectly interpret the Dream Shake? In other words, Li Fei's physical strength is actually far beyond our imagination?"

"That's right."

The Logo said: "People always say that Li Fei's health will be a huge hidden danger, but at least in my view, he isn't that bad."

"He's even better than the vast majority of stars in the league!"

As they spoke, 10 minutes of the first half had already passed.

Li Fei once again used a series of spin fakes before the double-team could arrive, neutralizing Juwan Howard's defense. Facing the help defense in the paint, Li Fei simply swung his arm straight and threw down a poster dunk.

In the first 10 minutes, Li Fei had already erupted for 18 points!

18 points in 10 minutes.

If you scale that to a 40-minute game, wouldn't he be on pace for 80 points?

"In the last game, Li Fei gave us a surprise on the defensive end, but today, his offensive end is giving us an even bigger one."

The Logo looked at the restless fans in the Great Western Forum.

It was as if he could see what the Lakers would look like for the next 10 years.

"10 years ago, the Lakers' Show Time was built by Magic Johnson."

"But Li Fei will lead Los Angeles into the Dream Time!"

Dream Time!

The era of dreams.

Kupchak couldn't help but take a deep breath.

That name, it was kind of cool.

"For the sake of Los Angeles's Dream Time."

"We must go all out in the trade market!"