Chapter 133: Linsanity (Part II)

The fans in New York were in a frenzy. Lin Feng's name was being repeated constantly among them, and alongside his name was another word: "Crazy!"

Apart from that, the fans could not think of any other word to describe Lin Feng's performance.

Quicken Loans Arena.

The game continued.

The Cavaliers launched an attack. Thomas executed a precise play with his teammates, drove to the rim, and successfully scored a layup.

91 vs 80!

The Cavaliers had once again stretched their lead to double digits. The tension across the Cavaliers' team eased slightly thanks to those two points from Thomas.

There were two minutes and thirty seconds left in the game.

The Knicks were on offense. Lin Feng was being smothered by Devin, making it extremely difficult for him to even receive the ball. Lin Feng tried to call for the ball several times without success. However, the team's primary shooter, Jones, stepped up, firing a three-pointer over his defender.

91 vs 83!

The gap narrowed further, down to just eight points.

The Cavaliers attacked, continuing to control the pace deliberately. As the 24-second shot clock was about to expire, Thomas attempted a pull-up jumper over his defender, but the shot clanked off the rim.

The gap remained eight points, but only one minute and fifty-three seconds remained on the clock.

The Knicks were on offense. Chris set an off-ball screen for Lin Feng, who finally shook off Devin's entanglement. Seeing that Lin Feng was open, Jones immediately passed the ball to him.

Lin Feng caught the ball and, without a moment's hesitation, launched a three-pointer. It went in!

This Knicks possession took only ten seconds but efficiently yielded three points.

91 vs 86!

With that triple, the lead was cut to five points.

However, the Knicks left Comfort open during the subsequent defensive possession, and he finished with an easy dunk.

The lead was stretched back to seven, 93 vs 86!

"Comfort comes through! He's hit a priceless basket!" Heisen shouted after Comfort's dunk.

"Giving up an open man at a critical moment—the Knicks players are still too young," Johnson sighed.

"Indeed. With one minute and twenty seconds left, the situation is very grim for the Knicks. If they don't score on this possession, they will be hanging by a thread! All of Lin Feng's previous efforts will have been in vain!" Heisen continued his commentary. "Sure enough, the Knicks are starting to rush. Jones brings the ball across half-court and passes to Lin Feng. Oh my god! What is he doing???"

Heisen suddenly exclaimed.

On the court, Lin Feng caught the ball a full two meters beyond the three-point line. It was precisely because of this distance that Devin had given him a step of space.

However, to everyone's surprise, after catching the ball at that range, Lin Feng immediately rose up and shot an ultra-long-range three-pointer.

"Oh my god, is Lin crazy?"

"That was too rushed!"

Heisen and Johnson voiced their thoughts almost simultaneously.

It wasn't just them; even Knicks head coach Phills frowned: "Still lacking experience, that was too reckless..."

"Ugh..."

Just as everyone was stunned by Lin Feng's attempt, the ball soared across half the court and dropped precisely through the hoop!

Swish!

The net rippled!

Three points!

This was already Lin Feng's seventh three-pointer of the game.

93 vs 89!

The gap was down to just four points!

One minute and ten seconds remaining!

"God, he actually made it again!" Heisen exclaimed.

"That's seven consecutive three-pointers. He has broken the record for the most consecutive three-pointers in a single quarter. I recall that record was held by Allen," Johnson noted.

"My goodness, he broke the record! And this guy is making his NBA debut!" Heisen marveled again.

As the ultra-long three went in, a familiar mechanical voice echoed in Lin Feng's mind.

System notification: The host has broken the NBA single-quarter consecutive three-pointer record. Reward: 500 gold coins, 500 experience points, and 3 skill attribute points.

"I broke the record just like that?" Lin Feng was overjoyed. Once he started breaking records, it meant he could farm everything—gold, experience, and attribute points. This was a rare opportunity.

To farm experience as quickly as possible and help the team win, Lin Feng purchased a "Curse Aura" from the system store.

The Cavaliers inbounded the ball. Devin brought it up the court.

"Sorry, brother Devin!" Lin Feng muttered to himself, immediately casting the Curse Aura on him.

Curse Aura initializing: 10, 9, 8, 7...

Curse Aura activated successfully, lasting 180 seconds. The countdown began: 179, 178, 177, 176...

Ah!

Just as the aura activated, Devin, while trying to break past Lin Feng, suddenly let out a scream. His left foot tripped over his right, and he pitched forward onto the floor right in front of Lin Feng. The ball naturally rolled into Lin Feng's possession.

"This Curse Aura is really effective!"

Lin Feng chuckled, picked up the ball Devin had lost, quickly crossed half-court, and launched another three.

No suspense—it went in again!

93 vs 92!

The Knicks trailed by only one point.

There were 49 seconds left in the game.

The massive 28-point chasm had been miraculously bridged after Lin Feng entered the game!

System notification: The host has broken the NBA single-quarter consecutive three-pointer record. Reward: 500 gold coins, 500 experience points, and 3 skill attribute points.

As expected, after hitting the three, Lin Feng received another reward.

"Incredible, this is just too crazy! Lin has made eight consecutive three-pointers and scored 26 points in four minutes. Heavens, was this guy raised on mutant potions?" Heisen exclaimed.

"It is truly unbelievable. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that a 28-point lead could vanish in four minutes of basketball..." Johnson sighed.

A game that seemed to have no suspense had, because of Lin Feng's sudden appearance, reached a do-or-die moment.

Thomas held the ball. As a top-tier superstar and the team leader, he had to carry his team now.

Seconds ticked away.

With the shot clock winding down, Thomas suddenly moved, feinting a drive. Cook, defending him, instinctively took a step back. However, Thomas didn't choose his signature drive; instead, he rose up and launched a three-pointer.

The ball traced a smooth arc through the air—swish.

Wow!!

With that shot, the long-repressed home fans erupted, and the entire Quicken Loans Arena surged with energy.

96 vs 92!

The Cavaliers gained a four-point lead in the final moments.

There were 27 seconds left. If the gap had been three, it would have been manageable in one possession, but four points was different—it would take two possessions to catch up, and time was not on their side.

"This is what a superstar is! A dagger in the clutch! It seems the Knicks' miracle comeback is coming to an end!"

"That shot by Thomas is worth its weight in gold. If it had been a two-pointer, the effect would be entirely different. You could say he pulled his team back from the edge of death!"

"MVP!"

"MVP!"

"MVP!"

Chants of "MVP" rang through the arena. The only person to enjoy that honor at Quicken Loans Arena was their leader, Thomas.

The Knicks players looked dejected. A massive 28-point comeback, only to fall short at the last moment?

"The game isn't over yet! I believe we will be the final victors!" Lin Feng shouted at his dazed teammates.

If Lin Feng had said this before the game, his teammates would have sneered in disdain.

But now, no one sneered; no one was dismissive. In this moment, Lin Feng had become their spiritual pillar for victory.

The game continued.

The Knicks inbounded from mid-court. Cavaliers coach Brown had implemented a precise defensive plan against Lin Feng, so despite his attempts to move and get open, he couldn't get the ball.

There was no choice but to pass to Jones.

Jones fired a contested three-pointer.

Clank!

"Rebound!" everyone shouted.

However, the rebound fell into the hands of Chris.

"Chris, here!"

While everyone else was scrambling for the rebound, Lin Feng finally broke free. Hearing Lin Feng's shout, Chris didn't hesitate and fired the ball over.

"Oh no!"

"Stop him!" the Cavaliers players yelled.

But the ball was already in Lin Feng's hands.

Catch, jump, release!

The entire sequence was fluid.

Swish!

The familiar sound!

The familiar sight!

The net rippled!

It went in!