This ball was so exciting, and the wonderful cooperation between the three players, especially in the last moment, Wu Feng pushed the ball to the assist on the right side of the basket, was incredible, for Wu Feng, the rookie.

"Good ball, it's so wonderful." Ortis-Smith applauded.[]

Ortis Smith turned to look at Stan Van Gundy, "Man, we are really lucky this time. I dare say that if that bastard Joe Dumas saw Wu's performance like this, he would definitely regret slapping his thighs straight. Haha..."

Stan Van Gundy nodded, then looked at Wu Feng, and replied to Ortis Smith with a smile: "My general manager, I have to admire your vision. I actually signed this Chinese boy with a keen eye."

After hearing Stan Van Gundy's words, Ortis Smith was even more proud. He almost ran to Joe Dumas like a big cock that won, and showed off his power. He patted his desk and shouted: "You idiot, you can actually cut Wu, just wait and cry!"

Stan Van Gundy was also excited and a little thirsty. He did not expect that by chance, he would get Wu Feng, a young man with infinite potential in their eyes. Although Stan Van Gundy always thought that Wu Feng was a player with just a good example before he came to Orlando to try out, now, Wu Feng has completely changed his mind.

Jamal Nelson, who was facing Wu Feng, was also surprised that his chin was almost dislocated. He did not expect that the Chinese boy in front of him would be so outstanding.

"Damn White, next time I go to Detroit, I must kick you hard in the ass. tmd actually told me that I was false information, which made me so ugly." Jamal Nelson cursed at Treko White in his heart.

Treco White, who was far away in Detroit, suddenly sneezes several times in a row, thinking that he might have caught a cold these days, he didn't know that he had been resentful by Jamal Nelson.

"But Chinese, if you think you can be qualified to show off your power in front of me, you are wrong." Jamal Nelson raised a grim smile on his lips, like a bloodthirsty wild wolf staring at the big white rabbit, revealing his sharp fangs.

The game was not terminated due to the beautiful cooperation of Wu Feng and the other three.

"Gotat!" Jamal Nelson broke through with the ball to play single Wu Feng, and then passed the ball to the ground, handing the ball to the bottom line.

After receiving the ball, Malchin Gott hit Dwight Howard behind him, and then dribbled at the low post to singles for the "Warcraft". Malchin Gottt's physical fitness was also very good, otherwise he would not have the nickname of "Polish Hammer". So, under Malchin Gottt's step-by-step press, Dwight Howard slowly retreated.

After turning around, pretending to shake Dwight Howard, Malchin Gottt leaned forward and made a one-handed layup.

Dwight Howard spread his hands helplessly. He had tried his best to do this ball. Although his defense was very good, it did not mean that he could defend every ball.

"Man, don't be discouraged and continue fighting!" Wu Feng shouted at Dwight Howard.

Dwight Howard frowned and said to himself: Why is his identity and my identity reversed? He actually encouraged me not to be discouraged. Please, you are the rookie!

Although he was a little dissatisfied, Dwight Howard discovered that the Chinese boy in front of him could really match him. Although he looked a little old-fashioned when he spoke, there was still some truth.

After rolling his eyelids, Dwight Howard sent the ball to Wu Feng, and then quickly followed Wu Feng and ran towards Team A's half.

"Sizi" Wu Feng broke through quickly, and the sneakers and the floor under his feet made a harsh sound. However, Wu Feng was not affected by this unpleasant sound. His fake move did not shake Jamal Nelson. Wu Feng decisively passed the ball to Vince Carter who was slipping to the bottom corner.

After receiving the ball, Vince Carter made three strides and then flew into the air. The heroic posture of the "Canadian Flying Man" appeared again at this time.

"Bang", Vince Carter ended Team B's attack with a heavy slam. His success also announced that Wu Feng's assists increased by another.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Ortis Smith smacked his lips excitedly.

Chris Du Hong, who was sitting on the sidelines, was a little worried. If that kid Wu Feng continued to perform like this, his status might be out of control!

Jamal Nelson snorted coldly, not getting angry at Wu Feng's beautiful assist this time.

After halftime, Jamal Nelson passed the ball to Quentin Richardson. After passing the ball, Jamal Nelson quickly ran to the basket. Wu Feng didn't react at all. After all, this was still a matter of experience.

Quentin Richardson naturally knew what Jamal Nelson was trying to play, so when he reached the basket and was in a 'vacuum state', he immediately passed the ball to Jamal Nelson. After Jamal Nelson received the ball, he yelled and then poured the ball into the basket with both hands.

Although there is no beauty, Jamal Nelson used all his strength to dunk this slam dunk, obviously wanting to vent his resentment during this period.

Wu Feng was very regretful, but he was powerless. Experience can only be accumulated through continuous competitions. If Wu Feng wants to reach the height of Jamal Nelson now, it is impossible to play.

After sighing bitterly, Wu Feng made up his mind to accumulate more experience and then combine it with his own strength. Only in this way can he be invincible in the game.

Jamal Nelson, who successfully dunked the ball, fell back to the ground excitedly, and then squirted trash at Wu Feng: "Chinese boy, if I want to teach you a lesson, it's really easy. For example, this goal just now, haha..."

"Nelson, don't be too proud. You have to pay attention. If you want to teach me a lesson, I will kick your butt and make your anus smell stinking." Wu Feng said without showing any weakness.

Wu Feng is not afraid of Jamal Nelson!

Jamal Nelson snorted, then sneered at Wu Feng, "Okay, see whose chrysanthemums smelled like a stinking when they saw it."

The two have been in a tense state since the beginning of the game. Even before, if Dwight Howard and Stan Van Gundy were not there, they would have fought.

Everyone saw the "hate" between Wu Feng and Jamal Nelson, and they also saw that both of them were now the kind of master who could explode at a glance, so they tried not to provoke these two people.

In the third quarter, both sides played very positively, and the scene was in a hurry. Although Team B still led by 6 points at 76:70, Team A's morale had already started to play under the leadership of Jamal Nelson.

With a "drip", the third quarter ended, and the score between the two sides was 83:78.
Chapter completed!