Jordan Got Blown Out, Hiding from Li Fei While Fighting!

Sabonis easily secured the rebound, and the Knicks launched another attack.

This time, the Chicago Bulls had learned their lesson. They no longer dared to double-team Li Fei so casually.

Li Fei held the ball at the top of the arc. With a simple crossover drive, he drew Cassell's help defense before immediately kicking the ball out to Allan Houston.

Houston caught the pass and buried his signature mid-range jumper!

6:0!

Jordan's expression grew increasingly grim. He had a powerful feeling, one he had never experienced before.

Li Fei... seemed stronger than last season.

No, not seemed—he definitely was!

During last season's Finals, Li Fei had been suffocatingly powerful as well, but Jordan could still find traces of something "human" in him.

But tonight, in just these opening possessions, the power, speed, leaping ability, and defensive range Li Fei displayed had completely surpassed Jordan's understanding. It was a raw, crushing talent that defied all reason.

The next few possessions thoroughly confirmed Jordan's feeling.

The Chicago Bulls' offense struggled under the Knicks' team defense, while the Knicks' offense flowed smoothly.

Li Fei did not even need to attack on his own. Simply standing there was enough to draw the Chicago Bulls' full defensive attention, creating countless open opportunities for his teammates.

When Larry Johnson knocked down a pull-up three in transition, the score became 10:0!

"Beep—!"

Phil Jackson could no longer endure it and called a timeout.

The Chicago Bulls' bench fell completely silent.

Jordan dropped heavily into his chair, grabbed a towel, draped it over his head, and gasped for breath.

Only a few minutes had passed, yet his physical exertion had far exceeded his expectations.

On every offensive possession, on every defensive possession, he had to deal with Li Fei's relentless, clinging harassment. That omnipresent pressure made him feel