Chapter 017: The Great Massacre (Part One)

The ball missed, and Lin Feng helplessly shrugged at Harris. However, Jiangning’s offensive was not over yet. Power forward Wu Xiaoxu snatched the offensive rebound and tossed it back to Harris.

“Lin, I know you’ll make it,” Harris said as he passed the ball again to Lin Feng.

Receiving the ball once more, Lin Feng shot decisively.

This time, he did not disappoint Harris. The basketball sailed smoothly through the net.

52:11!

The first quarter was not yet over, and Jiangning already led by forty-one points!

Lin Feng himself had scored forty-five of the team’s fifty-two points! It could be said that Lin Feng alone had crushed the entire Beicheng team!

“Another record has been broken! Harris has already delivered eleven assists, surpassing the single-quarter record of ten assists. Tonight truly is a night for breaking records!”

“Though the record is broken, Harris’s achievement is rather watered-down—those eleven assists all went to Lin Feng. With Lin Feng’s scorching touch, anyone could have fed him the ball and broken the assist record as well.”

“Exactly. Harris should first thank his teammate Lin Feng for breaking this record!”

“Furthermore, Jiangning’s fifty-two points in a single quarter have shattered the CBA’s single-quarter scoring record! And there are still two and a half minutes left in the first quarter—it looks like this score may climb even higher!”

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The game entered an official timeout.

Lin Feng returned to the bench, and everyone rose to their feet, applauding and embracing him warmly. As the closest “audience” to the action, they had witnessed Lin Feng sink one improbable three-pointer after another.

“Take a break now—playing so wildly, I’m honestly worried you’ll get hurt too!” Shen Zhiqiang chuckled as he patted Lin Feng’s shoulder. He had never imagined a match expected to be so grueling would turn out like this.

“Coach Shen, my performance was decent, right?” Lin Feng took a towel and wiped the sweat from his face. Although he had gained a boost from the skills of the legendary Curry, his body was still his own, far inferior in stamina and strength to Curry. After ten minutes of intense play, he was already showing signs of fatigue.

“Decent? It was extraordinary! I feel like I’m redundant as head coach!” Shen Zhiqiang joked.

“Coach, don’t flatter me. You know I can’t handle compliments,” Lin Feng laughed.

“Then I won’t. Take your rest! Zhang Meng, sub in for Lin Feng!” Shen Zhiqiang called to the bench and began outlining the next tactics.

The game continued.

Lin Feng sat leisurely on the bench, sipping an energy drink and watching the action on the court.

The final stretch of the first quarter and the beginning of the second was when teams rotated players—starters typically rested, and both sides sent in their second units.

Jiangning, plagued by injuries to its starters, had no choice but to send in young prospects, while Beicheng was almost entirely healthy. In this matchup, Jiangning was at a clear disadvantage.

Originally, Shen Zhiqiang intended to let these young players expend the double-digit lead, buying rest time for the main squad. But unexpectedly, tonight Jiangning’s youngsters played with remarkable ferocity. Far from shrinking the lead, the gap widened even further.

In the end, the first quarter closed at 60:16!

Jiangning led by forty-four points!

And this quarter set multiple records!

The largest scoring margin in a single CBA quarter! The highest single-quarter score in CBA history! Most three-pointers made in a single quarter! Most three-pointers made by an individual in a single quarter! Most points scored by an individual in a single quarter! Most assists by an individual in a single quarter!

Beyond these six single-quarter records, Lin Feng also set a full-game record.

Most three-pointers made by an individual in a full CBA game!

Previously, the record was twelve, but Lin Feng surpassed it easily in less than one quarter.

Seven records were broken in just one quarter—such a fierce accomplishment was truly unprecedented. Whether someone would surpass it in the future depended on Lin Feng’s mood.

The second quarter began.

Jiangning continued with its rotation lineup.

And the young players, seemingly inspired by Lin Feng’s superhuman performance, kept excelling.

They shot boldly, fought fiercely!

With the vigor of calves unafraid of tigers, they battered the Beicheng team, leaving them in disarray.

The score gap kept growing, and so Lin Feng, Harris, Wu Xiaoxu, and the other starters remained firmly anchored on the bench.

With the substitutes solving everything, the starters were happy to relax.

As the back-and-forth struggle went on, the second quarter came to an end.

The score: 94:44!

By halftime, Jiangning led by fifty points, once again setting the record for the largest halftime margin in CBA history!

Jiangning’s ninety-four points at the half also established a new CBA record for most points in a half!

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CCTV Commentary Booth.

“The first half is over. Jiangning leads Beicheng 94:44 by fifty points. I don’t think anyone expected such a result before the game. Coach Liu Nan, please give us your summary of the teams’ performances.”

“First, the margin is astonishing! But if you watched the entire first half, this gap is understandable—because Lin Feng is simply... honestly, I don’t know what word to use. In just ten minutes—no, nine and a half—he single-handedly toppled a former championship team! Fourteen three-pointers out of seventeen attempts in a single quarter! Forty-five points! With this kind of display, even the opposition was powerless...”

“Actually, aside from Lin Feng, both teams’ performances in the first half were fairly balanced. Jiangning was better prepared at home, more energetic. Beicheng’s form was average—they didn’t show their best. Without Lin Feng, the score difference would be within ten points. But there are no ‘ifs’ on the court. Now Beicheng trails by fifty, entering the second half with this historic deficit. I don’t think Beicheng has any chance left. The only suspense is whether Lin Feng will play again and whether he’ll keep breaking records!”

“That’s right—with such a huge margin, for the sake of protecting players, Coach Shen may not send Lin Feng out again, unless Beicheng can close the gap to twenty points...”

“Oh my! Who’s come to the commentary booth? Who am I seeing???” Duan Wei interrupted himself with a surprised cry.

At this moment, Lin Feng’s strikingly handsome face appeared in the frame.

“Hello, Lin Feng! I didn’t expect you’d accept our interview invitation! I saw you heading down the player tunnel earlier and thought you wouldn’t come,” Duan Wei said excitedly. Moments ago, he had witnessed Lin Feng break one record after another.

“Hello, Brother Wei, hello Coach Liu.” Lin Feng greeted them both, then smiled, “I did head to the locker room just now because I heard you wanted an interview, so I went to change clothes—to look a bit sharper!”

Lin Feng finished, showing off his freshly changed casual T-shirt.

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