On one defensive possession, Kobe anticipated the San Antonio Spurs' passing lane and darted out from the side like a cheetah, snatching away the pass meant for Elliott!
Steal!
Kobe did not hesitate for even a moment. Like a bolt of black lightning, he exploded forward and charged toward the frontcourt!
Every fan in the Great Western Forum stood up!
Only Little General Avery Johnson got back on defense for the Spurs, but his frail body looked so small before the full-speed sprinting Kobe.
Kobe took three long strides into the paint. Facing Johnson, who had come over to stop him, he did not choose the easy layup. Instead, he cradled the ball, fully stretched out in midair, raised it high in his right hand, and then...
"BAM—!"
A thunderous Tomahawk Dunk! He viciously smashed the basketball through the hoop, making the entire basket support shake violently!
Avery Johnson did not even dare jump before the sheer force of it sent him tumbling to the floor.
"YES!"
After landing, Kobe threw back his head and roared, pounding his chest hard as he vented all the frustration and pressure he had been carrying through that dunk!
The entire arena erupted!
In front of the television, a faint approving smile finally appeared at the corner of Li Fei's lips.
This was only the beginning.
Kobe, his fighting spirit completely ignited by that dunk, took over the game.
He began attacking the basket in his own unfathomable ways. Against Elliott's tight defense, he used an outrageously exaggerated behind-the-back dribble into a spinning fadeaway jumper, knocking down two points right in the defender's face.
When Duncan switched onto him, Kobe showed no fear. With a series of crossovers, he found the slightest opening and drove straight into the paint. Facing The Admiral David Robinson's