"Hey, what's with Chris Webber pushing someone again?"
"Come on, Li Fei isn't some pushover either. That elbow was beautifully thrown. If this were an ordinary pickup game, Webber would've been beaten to a pulp already."
"Oh my, what's going on? What is Webber doing? Has he lost his mind? Why is he charging at Li Fei?!"
"Juwan Howard is coming too!"
The two commentators from China were dumbfounded.
After Jordan's retirement, the entire NBA had thoroughly entered an era where those guys ruled the court. Fierce physical play and a bit of temper were perfectly normal.
Even some little dirty plays or bigger moves were fine, as long as both sides accepted them. After all, this was a game between men.
But...
It was like an intimate night between lovers—you had to know your limits.
You absolutely could not start fighting.
As Chris Webber and Juwan Howard charged toward Li Fei with fists as big as sandbags raised high.
Fans across the country watching the live broadcast grew tense.
It wasn't just the Chinese commentators and Chinese fans who were stunned.
Even the fans at America West Arena were incredibly fired up.
They had known that Li Fei had a grudge with those two, but they never expected an all-out brawl to break out during the NBA season opener.
This was Li Fei's professional debut!
"Li Fei, watch out!!"
Just as Li Fei and Chris Webber were about to trade punches, Juwan Howard was already closing in for a sneak attack.
Under those circumstances, Li Fei had no time to watch his back. Even if he knocked Webber out, it would be hard to react to Juwan's ambush.
Fortunately, Charles Barkley shouted at that moment.
Then, with all Eight Inner Gates opened, he burst forward, using Wild Boar Roars