Chapter 62: Betting on a Career with Red Heat_2
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While most players were still recovering from their game, Yu Fei's competitive state had already reached match standard.
Facing Jordan's offense, Yu Fei guarded each movement perfectly, eventually forcing his opponent to pass the ball.
"Passing the ball?" Yu Fei trash-talked Jordan unreservedly, "Steve Kerr isn't here."
No sooner had he finished than Chris Whitney's three-point attempt clanged off the rim.
Jordan had to redirect his fury at Whitney, "What the hell are you doing?!"
"What good does it do you to provoke Michael like that?" Coach Lu asked.
He wanted to persuade Yu Fei to stop.
"You're wrong, he likes it," Yu Fei snorted, "Just look at how he treats Kwame. Instead of being passive, I'd rather take the initiative!"
Yu Fei was quickly struck down by divine retribution.
When he tried a low-post move on White, Jordan, anticipating this, double-teamed him and with a chop that contained a decade of skills, he knocked the ball away.