Champion Creed
Chapter 200 - 200 097 A Victory Belonging to the Big Villain Request for Monthly Tickets!_3

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It didn’t go in.

It’s okay, Jordan told himself it was okay, and the Chicago fans also told themselves it was okay.

Just one shot, maybe the Magic won’t score either?

“Swish.”

Roger’s mid-range jump shot after a pick-and-roll executed like a machine following an input command went in again.

The Magic took back the lead, and Roger continued to repeat that phrase, “8 wins 0 losses.”

It’s okay, Jordan once again told himself it was okay, and the Chicago fans once again told themselves it was okay.

Even in the climax of a movie, the villain has to struggle in their last moments.

Jordan continued the attack; Kukoc set a screen for him, but Horace Grant didn’t even think before he doubled Jordan.

Jordan passed the ball to Kukoc; originally, Jordan didn’t like this so-called Euro-Magic, but after working together this season, Jordan realized this kid was actually quite brave.

In crucial moments, at least he was more reliable than Webber and Anderson.

Kukoc was indeed reliable, provided that he could catch the ball.

When Grant doubled Jordan, Roger had already locked onto Kukoc.

He knew that would definitely be Jordan’s passing target.

As expected, the moment Roger got into the passing lane, Jordan passed the ball too.

Roger, after stealing the ball, took advantage of the momentum to rush past mid-court, launching a fast break.

With a windmill dunk, the Magic led by 4 points.

“8 wins 0 losses, Michael, 8 wins 0 losses!” That voice, like a curse, once again lingered in Jordan’s ear.

The Magic, embarrassingly wiping away tears, cursed, “Michael is angry, Roger shouldn’t have provoked him like that.”

And then?

Under fierce pressure, Jordan’s turnaround fadeaway once again failed to score.

In these last moments, the Magic’s double-teaming of Jordan was more resolute.

Michael Jordan had been making these difficult shots all game long; you couldn’t expect him to maintain too much stability.

Especially when he played the entire game.

O’Neal grabbed the rebound, and the Magic pushed back.

This time, Roger broke through from the baseline past Pippen and went straight to the basket.

Pippen and Longley both jumped into the air, nearly forcing Roger completely behind the backboard, not even allowing him the space to make a behind-the-board layup move.

Chicago’s fans all stood up.

Would this be a successful defense?

Was this the real beginning of the climax?

Unfortunately, no.

Roger, pressured behind the backboard, passed the ball out from beside Longley’s head, throwing it to O’Neal who was standing under the basket.

Shaq caught the ball and dunked it with Kukoc hanging on, scoring directly on the spot!

That was the key difference between the Magic’s offense and the Bulls’, because the Magic’s defense was so outstanding that on the Bulls’ side, the tactics were exhausted, and Jordan had to solve problems with individual ability.

But on the Magic’s side, because the defensive pressure they faced wasn’t enough, tactics were still being executed methodically.

Roger could still break through, and O’Neal could still wreak havoc under the basket.

The offensive stability of the two sides was completely different.

That’s why today, no matter how much the Bulls led, the Magic could always catch up.

If you compared this game to building blocks, the Bulls were like doing it without instructions, only relying on individual ability to piece things together.

They could be smooth, but they could also get stuck.

The Magic?

Just follow the instructions step by step.

Maybe not fast, but definitely stable.

It’s the same as before, but if there’s even a slight fluctuation in Jordan’s performance, the game situation would immediately turn around.

And now, obviously, the fluctuation had occurred.

“8 wins 0 losses.” That voice appeared again.

Now the Magic were leading by 6 points, and what’s more deadly was that the game time was still decreasing without stopping.

Jordan glanced at his number 23 jersey and clenched his fist, “One more round, bitch!”

In that moment, Roger felt that even if Jordan was a bastard, he was a brave bastard, someone who dared to face adversity.

Great, to show you my respect, let’s go a few more rounds!

Jordan’s physical energy was nearing its limit, but he liked the feeling of surpassing the extreme.

It wasn’t the first time he played the whole game in a critical match.

In the ’91 G5 where he took his first championship, Jordan played 48 minutes.

That feeling, as the Magic described it, was indescribable.

Once you break through that limit, you feel like you can easily control the world.

Jordan drove to the basket, performing an extreme up-and-under maneuver under heavy defense, and the Magic almost jumped to his feet.

But the basketball that bounced off the rim pushed him back into his seat.

“Still…

It didn’t go in!

Michael missed, and the Magic Team firmly controlled the boards.

The Bulls had no chance for a second shot,” the Magic said somewhat dejectedly.

He was hoping for a miracle to happen, but the young players on the Magic Team simply didn’t give Jordan a chance to write a legendary story.

Harper brought the ball over half court, passing it to Roger.

Jordan moved to double-team Roger the moment Harper passed the ball, leaving Roger no chance to set a screen.

Roger quickly passed the ball back to Harper, who took it and easily scored a layup in the paint.

Nick Anderson couldn’t rotate to Harper in time, and O’Neal helped by blocking Longley from the basket.

So Harper’s basket looked no different than completing a layup drill.

“How did someone who can’t even do a basic defensive rotation make it to the NBA?” Jordan finally lost it at Nick Anderson.

Nick Anderson felt wronged; how could he know that Jordan would suddenly go crazy and double-team Roger?

He was completely unprepared for this, and naturally, he couldn’t rotate to Harper immediately.