Chapter 563: The Winner Takes All
As the countdown began, the three of them immediately broke into action. Wade, surprisingly, took control of the ball first. After a dazzling dribble that drew roars of applause from the crowd, LeBron James was already sprinting from the free throw line. Just as James took a step inside the three-point line, Wade suddenly slammed the ball into the backboard, sending it rebounding instantly.
At this time, LeBron James stepped into the free throw line, jumped up and glided very fiercely. At this time, Dr. Chris in the restricted area saw James jump up, and immediately made a standard sliding movement, and glided over on his knees.
At this moment, James caught the rebounding ball in mid-air, leaping over the falling Chris Bosh... Boom! James pulled the lever slightly and slammed the ball into the basket.
After the dunk, the audience was silent for two seconds before bursting into applause.
To be fair, the technical content of this dunk was not very good. The only thing worth praising was that James almost completed a pull-up dunk from the free throw line.
However, the cooperation between the three of them created a circus-like feeling, which made the audience feel that it was very creative and exciting.
At this time, Yang Mo also clapped his hands from the sidelines. James just stepped off the court and saw Yang Mo clapping. He instantly became extremely proud and said, "Now you know how powerful I am. Just admit defeat."
"Give up?" Yang Mo chuckled and said disdainfully, "Your prowess is only in juggling. It seems you've really misused your talent. You should join the circus. Maybe there, you'll become the chosen one!"
"Juggling? Your sour face is really uncomfortable to look at." James retorted.
"Sour?" Yang Mo rolled her eyes at him unhappily, "You really do feel good about yourself!"
At this moment, the judges have already started to score. 10, 10, 10, 9, 7, 10.
Forty-six points!
Michael Jordan scored the lowest score he gave in the game, seven points.
Yes, he also thought it was a circus goal, too technically difficult. The highlight wasn't the dunk, but rather the sheer distraction.
Michael Jordan's score caused some uproar at the scene. The fans watching the excitement thought that this beautiful goal should not have only so few points , but Michael Jordan was arrogant and unmoved. In his opinion, not giving six points was already a great respect. How many more points did he want for a terrible pull-up dunk?
Soon, it was Yang Mo's turn to appear last.
Yang Mo walked onto the court, took the basketball, called Stoudemire onto the court, and told him to stand one step outside the legal collision zone: "Just stand here. No matter what happens, don't move. I don't want to hit you to death. Do you understand?"
When Stoudemire heard this, he was terrified and asked tremblingly, "Yang, you're not going to perform a slam dunk, are you?"
Stoudemire's face turned pale with fright. Seeing this, Yang Mo couldn't help but laugh. Then, he patted his shoulder and said unhappily, "No, don't worry. Apart from being hit on the head by my balls, you don't need to worry about any collisions."
When Stoudemire heard this, he immediately understood and breathed a sigh of relief; it turned out that Super Yang just wanted to jump over me and dunk.
After Stoudemire took his place, Yang Mo walked to the center line. When the countdown began, he immediately rushed over with the ball like lightning. Seeing Yang Mo coming at him, Stoudemire couldn't help but close his eyes. This was too scary. What if the car didn't brake in time and hit me? I'd definitely end up in the hospital. I can't afford to get hurt like this! This is the closest I've ever been to a scoring title!
Just as Stadler closed his eyes and silently prayed to God that Yang Mo would not bump into him, Yang Mo rushed one step into the three-point line. Before he even stepped onto the free throw line, his whole body suddenly jumped up like a flattened spring, and the whole person was instantly in the air. When Yang Mo's body was fully stretched out in the air, everyone felt the strongest visual shock: Is this guy flying?
Stoudemire didn't realize Yang Mo had already taken flight. Although he heard the crowd's exclamations, he didn't dare open his eyes until he felt something brush gently over his head. He opened his eyes, only to see darkness in the sky. Then, a split second later, he saw the lights above the court, and then... a violent, muffled dunk from behind him... BOOM!
The basket was hit and it bent down, as if it was saluting Yang Mo and expressing its submission to him!
However, Yang Mo quickly loosened the neck of the basket, causing it to bounce back and then continue to tremble and rise.
As the basket heaved and trembled, Yang Mo opened his arms and asked loudly, "Now tell me, what is a free throw line dunk???"
Yang Mo's question was domineering and arrogant.
The fans were still immersed in the excitement of the dunk. Nearly half a minute later, the Staples Center erupted in amazing screams and cheers.
This shot was incredibly powerful. Even those who disliked Yang Mo had to admit that this dunk was far superior to James's. It was even the best free throw dunk ever. This dunk not only combined power and grace, but also exuded an unstoppable aura of dominance. Most importantly, no one had ever managed to complete a free throw dunk while leaping over a nearly seven-foot-tall post player.
And tonight, Yang Mo did it.
10.10.10.10.10.
Even the demanding Michael Jordan raised his number plate for a ten. He honestly knew he couldn't do this dunk, so there was no reason not to give it a ten.
Fifty points, the first full score in this game.
Although it came a little late, it was just in time. It seemed to indicate that Yang Mo had already taken an irreversible step towards all the championships he had promised.
"Are you convinced now?" Yang Mo walked to the sidelines, directly to James' side, and challenged him bluntly, "What you can do, I can accomplish in minutes. Do you dare to challenge what I can do? If you dare to challenge Dwyane Wade in the next round, I will give you my trophy and withdraw from the slam dunk contest."
Yang Mo's provocation was undoubtedly sharp, but James pursed his lips, not daring to respond. Even if Yang Mo had slapped him in the face, he couldn't resist, because he knew he couldn't jump over Dwyane Wade at the free throw line.
After all, here, he was only being slapped in the face by Yang Mo. If he got angry and tried to fight, but failed, he would become a laughing stock in the world. Weighing the two, this one was certainly the less serious one.
James remained silent, and Yang Mo couldn't help but sneer. To him, James was no longer a rival he could compare to. He had completely destroyed his courage, and from today on, he was no longer worthy of being on Yang Mo's list of opponents.
Next, Iguodala made a cameo appearance again. He ended his slam dunk contest with an insincere crotch dunk. He scored 42 points and withdrew from the championship race early.
James was obviously frightened by Yang Mo's dunk from the free throw line. Although he still wanted to show some tricks, the 360-degree pull-up dunk could no longer stimulate the audience's G-spot. After all, Yang Mo's dunk raised the registration to the extreme in one go. If he showed these tricks again, the fans could only answer with four words: calm as water!
So, in the end he got a score of 45.
Next, Yang Mo finally came on the court. He only needed to score 42 points to successfully defeat James.
But he didn't want to take a conservative score.
He made his second free throw line dunk.
This time, he didn't have anyone waiting for him to leap. He went for a more subversive and arrogant dunk: a 360-degree mid-air dunk from the free throw line!
Before Yang Mo took off, no one knew what he was going to do. But when he spun forward in mid-air like a propeller, the entire Staples Center was stunned. Is it really possible to dunk like this? Is this really scientific?
But no matter whether it is scientific or not...Boom!
Yang Mo easily dunked the basketball into the basket!
Ten, ten, ten, ten, ten!
Fifty points without a doubt.
Yang Mo won the title of Slam Dunk King with a perfect score. No one could find fault with this title. This was the legendary domination of the entire arena. Who dared to disobey? Beat them to death!
James's pre-game defiance once again became a laughing stock, while Yang Mo's pre-game arrogance had become a classic display of confidence. This was the honor of the winner, while the loser, besides being humiliated, could only end up crying in the bathroom.
This is the cruelty of competitive sports, the winner is the king and the loser is the villain!
During the award ceremony, Yang Mo took the microphone and addressed the fans in the audience and those watching the game on TV. "Alright, whether you like me or not, accept me or not, I am the first person in NBA All-Star history. Next year, I will participate again and win three championships. All players are welcome to challenge me, but you have to be strong enough to avoid being beaten to tears!"
Yang Mo finished his speech with these words. To him, a thousand words were not as weighty as the three trophies in his hands. The ironclad facts had proven everything.
After the awards ceremony, the All-Star Game continued.
The main game was still a foregone conclusion. Yang Mo's assists connected with his teammates, who continued to dominate the Western Conference, while James didn't play a single minute. We watched helplessly as Yang Mo broke the assist record and led the team to victory, and finally had to watch him walk center court once again to accept the All-Star Game MVP award.
