24 Seconds, 11 Points! 30 Points in a Single Quarter!

Malone's eyes widened.

This was the most crucial shot—the one that would decide the game.

Kobe had actually cut a 16-point deficit down to 2.

Two 3+1 plays were complete BULLSHIT! Absurd as hell! He had never seen anyone play basketball like that!

Many players could not even make one 3+1 play in their entire careers, let alone two in a row.

Malone steadied himself, forcing himself not to be distracted by Kobe's miraculous shots just now.

Pass it to John! Let him make two free throws and push the lead back to four! Let's see how cocky you can be then, Kobe! Could you really pull off another 3+1?

"Here!" Stockton roared. With Kobe hounding him every step of the way, Stockton found it incredibly difficult even to run free and receive the ball!

He was being overwhelmed in every aspect! Height, wingspan, speed, strength—Kobe had completely smothered Stockton! Through three playoff games, Stockton's average stats were less than a third of his regular-season numbers! He had practically become invisible!

Even as a battle-tested veteran, Stockton had never felt so powerless on the court.

But they could still win! That made everything worth it!

Having just made those two critical free throws, Stockton was brimming with confidence!

As long as I get the ball! If Kobe fouls me, I'm confident I can put this game away!

A trace of resolve appeared on Stockton's face. This was the defining trait of superstars in this era. Nearly every superstar had an enormous heart—the more crucial the moment, the more a warrior's heart drove them toward greatness!

Stockton cut back! Using Bryon Russell as a screen, he curled out!

An opening!

He had shaken Kobe.

It had been a little too easy.

But there was no time. He had to call for