DJ in the sbc Arena pulled a long tremolo, and the cold face of "Stone Buddha" flashed out of the shadows amid the calls of the whole audience. The second half of the fifth game between the Spurs and the Lakers began.

Compared with the first half, the personnel of the two teams did not change much, and their momentum was still pointed at Mai Mang. The two teams who came out of the locker room gradually approached, and at the same time looked at their respective opponents. Their harsh eyes intertwined, arousing a cruel aura that seemed to flow into a river of blood.

The game began and players from both sides began to play.

Chamberlain and O'Neal gathered in the middle circle again, bent down, and the two looked at each other through thin white lines.

"Be careful of the violation, big guy." Chamberlain smiled and squirted O'Neal who looked cold and arrogant. Well, a fat man pretended to be cold and arrogant, which was very inconsistent.

"You won't have another chance, a hateful yellow man." O'Neal's broad lips shone out a trash talk that was powerless. After hearing the more complicated national treasures, Chamberlain said there was no pressure.

The opportunity to reminisce about the past is not very long. In just these two sentences, the referee threw out the basketball in his hand. The "fat man in the air" jumped up, and Chamberlain jumped up bleakly. There was no suspense. O'Neal earned the ball for the Lakers, and Chamberlain's gorgeous latecomer came from the top, and the landing speed was high and the score was leading.

Payton controlled the basketball. The old, weak and fat really had no fast break potential. He slipped around in the half court and waited for his teammates to almost complete the position before he began to advance.

The Spurs retreated carefully to the half-court defense, and Payton, who was pushing forward, did not encounter the resistance in the first half. After crossing the center line, Parker approached. He opened his arms a step away from Payton, like a lover who was greeting Chi Gui.

Kobe, who had been walking around Bowen, suddenly ran back, and a small gap appeared. In the gap, Kobe completed another cross with George. George was double-teamed by Bowen and Ginobili, who were chasing back, and Kobe successfully escaped.

This erratic move did not affect Payton's experienced pass. When it was time to appear, the ball appeared. Kobe, who received the ball, formed a breakthrough, and Mercedes-Benz's footsteps were no longer something humans can stop.

Both sides returned to the same starting point. As soon as the game started, Kobe used a shot to announce the Lakers' strong return.

Offense and defense rotation, Spurs attack. The audience, whose passion has not yet subsided, cheered the home team. Parker caught the basketball and slowly pushed forward. This time he did not raise the rhythm like he did in the first half. After all, positional battles are the Spurs' profession.

In the free throw area, Chamberlain's figure appeared again, behind him was Malone, and he followed him. Duncan was forced by O'Neal at the basket, and Bowen and Ginobili interspered seriously, so that the space on the field was relatively loose. Parker, who dribbled the ball to the outside of the three-point line, kept in mind the tactical arrangement of **Vicci, made a gesture to his teammates, then patted Payton's hand on him, shook his left foot forward, and suddenly pulled back, and rushed past Payton, who was still stunned.

Looking at Parker's gesture, Chamberlain moved his position forward again and pulled Malone out of the free throw area. Duncan even toughened to ask O'Neal for position, turned around and walked around in front of the "Shark". O'Neal, who was unwilling to give way, squirmed and pressed Duncan with his arms swirled. Seeing that Parker had arrived in the paint area, Duncan quickly pulled away again.

Parker vs O'Neal!

Taking advantage of O'Neal's inconspicuous moment, Parker stood up and went up.

"Shake, be careful of Shake." The "Zen Master" on the sidelines was shocked and stood up from the chair, loudly reminding O'Neal.

The "Zen Master" reminder is very even. O'Neal, the only inside player in the backcourt of the Lakers, had already opened his big hand. When he heard the coach's shout, he understood it all at once, and immediately changed the next move and stopped his hand in the air.

Even so, O'Neal's huge body still gave Parker a great pressure. His straight hands were like a huge cage, locking all the space under the basket. Parker, who knew that he could not cause fouls, was like a gambler who lost all capital, turned around again in all the oppression, and threw the ball out of the desperate situation with his own feelings. He made a small invincible throw, steadily.

**Vicci sighed, luck, luck, he doesn't need luck. "Defense, pay attention to your defense." Facing the Lakers' attack again, he earnestly reminded the players on the court. The Spurs did not think about scoring, so the opponent would not think about it.

O'Neal is difficult to stop, let alone O'Neal. He has committed three bluffs, and what he is most afraid of now is fouls. The Spurs' obvious tactical arrangements against him completely angered him, who is already angry. In this attack, Chamberlain's hand hit his arm and did not stop him from raging against the basket, and he also made a free throw!

After O'Neal's rare free throw in, his anger was not reduced, and he roared in the direction of Chamberlain, "Come on, bastard! Can you do anything else except dirty little moves?"

Listening to O'Neal's scolding, Chamberlain's face turned red in an instant. He wanted to refute with confidence, but found that even he felt ashamed. The little trick he used was a little trick that could not be used on the table, and Chamberlain could only remain silent.

Following another wave of offensive wave, Chamberlain ran to the backcourt. After the Han River was washed, the dry body grew strength bit by bit. This force spread layer by layer, eyes, legs, chest, "Arrogant fat man, it's amazing to be big! I will always defeat you openly one day." He swears secretly. But the facts are unpredictable. When will that day be? Perhaps it's tomorrow, (hoho, there will be no game tomorrow).

At this time, no one told Chamberlain that it was not a trick, it was also a rule, the rules of the game. Maybe he wouldn't care if he told him! Who knows!

Of course, **Vicci couldn't sit idly by the way O'Neal's insults, but the protest was buried by the audience's booing. Anyway, Chamberlain heard it, the referee was indifferent.
Chapter completed!