Champion Creed
Chapter 829 - 829 277 Simply keen on dancing on the opponent's grave asking for monthly tickets!_3

829: 277: Simply keen on dancing on the opponent’s grave (asking for monthly tickets!)_3 829: 277: Simply keen on dancing on the opponent’s grave (asking for monthly tickets!)_3 With only 52 seconds remaining in the third quarter, the camera focused on the Magic team’s bench.

They looked like viewers in 1993 seeing “Jurassic Park” for the first time, each with disbelief widening their eyes.

Because at this moment, the score had turned 58 to 97, and the Hawks nearly accrued 100 points in just three quarters!

The Magic team lost 17 points in the third quarter alone, trailing by 39 points overall!

Furthermore, the gap may still widen, because Roger was still on the court, like a lion starved for three days and nights, tearing apart and devouring every Magic player he saw.

He didn’t look like he had gotten his fill.

T-Mac’s mind was already blank; since he started playing basketball, he had never experienced such a game.

He participated through the entire match process, yet he still asked himself a question: How did the team lose by 39 points!?

He only knew that Roger repeatedly raised his knife, felling every person on the Magic team into a bloody pool.

At this moment, it was the Magic team’s offensive turn, and Larry Hughes was the only one still making an effort.

He was actively cutting in, getting rid of the defense, but T-Mac just couldn’t pass the ball into his hands.

Because Roger was fiercely pressing T-Mac as if the Hawks weren’t 39 points ahead but trailing by 9 points.

His defensive attitude was completely unaffected by the score difference, making it hard for T-Mac to safely make a play under Roger’s pressure.

T-Mac and the entire Magic team had already fallen into despair, yet Roger kept up his ruthless pressure.

T-Mac originally thought the Roger of the first half was the real Roger that Kobe had spoken of, but now he truly understood cruelty.

In the end, Larry Hughes had to hand off to T-Mac; otherwise, he wouldn’t even have gotten the ball.

At the instant of exchange, Roger gently nudged Pierce, who was trailing Larry Hughes.

Being a great partner to Roger, Pierce instantly understood Roger’s intention, stayed beside T-Mac, executing a flawless switch defense with Roger.

Larry Hughes’ heart shattered; he painstakingly got the ball, only to face the most fearsome defender!

Roger spread his arms, arrogantly staring down Larry Hughes: “Larry, what do you mean by discussing the second round?

You don’t really think you can make it to the second round, do you?”

Larry Hughes didn’t have the courage to respond to Roger, trying to pass the ball back to T-Mac, but with Pierce completely blocking him, T-Mac didn’t attempt to run for an open spot.

He had completely lost faith in the game, choosing to lie flatly defeated.

“Damn it!” Larry Hughes cursed internally, not expecting T-Mac to shrink away at such a critical moment!

“What are you looking around for?” Roger’s voice, like a tolling death knell, continued resonating in Larry Hughes’ ears.

“Ah?”

“I said, what are you looking around for, frantically?

Seeking help?

Hoping Tracy will save you?

Spare us, you can only face me, your nightmare!

Come on Larry, you won’t make it to the second round, so thank me for letting you feel the pain of losing two rounds in one go!”

It was like a voice from hell, stealing Larry Hughes’ soul.

Cornered, Larry Hughes made a step forward, then abruptly stopped and jumped for a shot.

Roger almost sealed off Hughes’ face, though not successfully blocking, but the ball Larry Hughes shot went in abnormally high arc, directly flying out of bounds.

Roger turned to watch the ball fly out of bounds, as if witnessing something particularly comical, couldn’t help but laugh: “Tsk tsk tsk, the second round?

You know, Larry, you and Tracy might never know what the second round looks like for the rest of your lives.”

Larry Hughes’ eyes were blank, T-Mac’s hair stood on end.

This young man from the small town of auburn feels…

Roger didn’t seem to be joking!

Roger, in his own way, completely crushed T-Mac and Larry Hughes.

During playoffs, he used a score difference beyond everyone’s expectations to tell the world that the Magic’s last victory was purely accidental.

T-Mac sighed, the night was extraordinarily long, but it’s fortunate that it’s all over now.

It’s over, all over.

All those torturous times had ended.

Roger should be satisfied, right?

As punishment for winning him in the last game, surely 39 points should be enough?

What did T-Mac see then?

He saw Roger didn’t leave the court but picked up the ball that flew out of bounds, handing it to Kurt Thomas: “Start the play.”

Roger still wanted to play!

He wanted to finish the third quarter!

He hadn’t tasted enough of blood!

T-Mac simply didn’t recognize this person in front of him; was he really Roger?

This was no longer just competitiveness, because he had already won.

He was simply reveling in dancing over his opponent’s grave!

Roger…

didn’t care that, as his little brother, T-Mac would suffer great humiliation because of it?

Doc Rivers precisely at this moment did not substitute the main players, so the already collapsed, poor Larry Hughes had to face Roger again on the defensive end!

As Roger got close, Larry Hughes felt that the one approaching him was literally Satan himself.

Having lost confidence, Larry Hughes couldn’t muster a proper resistance; Roger easily bypassed, turned around, and jumped for a shot.

This signature turn-around jump shot went without any incident, Roger scored his 43rd point over Larry Hughes’ head, increasing the score gap to 41 points!