manynovel Chapter 169 I want to fight!
Chapter 169 I want to fight!
Chapter 169 I'm going to take on ten!
Jazz center Chris Morris, who came off the bench, got into a scuffle with Longley while battling for position under the basket. Morris first elbowed Longley, and then Longley, not wanting to back down, slapped Morris across the face and poked Morris in the nostril.
Then, the two of them completely lost their temper. Morris shoved Longley in the chest and kept cursing.
How could Langley, who came from the land of exile, be the kind of person who would settle for less and suffer losses? He raised his hand and punched Morris in the stomach.
In an instant, the entire stadium descended into chaos. Ten players from both sides charged forward, cursing and swearing, and the scene quickly became uncontrollable. Baveta and his two assistants frantically blew their whistles, trying to bring the game back to order, but the players, whose tempers had already flared, were not so easily subdued.
Off the court, Lin Tian leisurely sipped his energy drink, seemingly oblivious to the conflict on the court, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"Lin, aren't you going up?" Wen Ning, who was sitting next to Lin Tian, looked at Lin Tian curiously. What's wrong with this 'King of War' today? Has he changed his personality? Has he become a person who values peace above all else?
"Don't you want to look at what you're doing before asking me this question?" Lin Tian rolled his eyes in annoyance, pointing to Wennington's arm draped over his shoulder and the hand holding down his arm, saying, "What did Phil give you to make you hold me like this?"
"Fighting is no good." Wen Ning scratched his forehead.
The pacifists are back online!
Rodman and Lin Tian from the Bulls, and Malone and Stockton from the Jazz, were all sitting on the bench. The most capable, aggressive, and difficult-to-control players from both sides were all there, and the fight was quickly brought under control thanks to the efforts of the referees and players.
Longley and Morris were both unharmed. Judging from their appearance, it was hard to say who had suffered a loss. The two big guys had only thrown one punch in total, so there was really no bloodshed.
There wasn't even any blood, it's really boring.
Lin Tian said he was in a stable mood and even felt a little bored!
On the court, after the conflict was completely quelled, Baveta did not hesitate to issue two technical fouls to each of Morris and Longley, and also gave a technical foul to each of the four guys who had rushed to the front!
One altercation resulted in a total of 8 technical fouls and 2 players being ejected. Baveta's actions were truly ruthless!
Neither Longley nor Morris said anything, but muttered curses under their breath as they left the stadium through their respective player tunnels.
After this conflict, both sides' emotions began to get out of control. The players became less afraid of the referee's calls, and the tighter the whistle blew, the more aggressive their actions became!
Meanwhile, without anyone noticing, the Bulls began to show their superior strength. In the last 3 to 2 minutes of the second quarter, in just one minute, Kerr, Lin Tian, and Jordan each hit a three-pointer, and the Bulls widened the gap to more than 10 points for the first time in the game!
At that moment, Sloan called the last timeout of the first half.
"Karl, John. It's your turn." Sloan looked at the two and said, "We can't let the score gap widen any further." After saying that, Sloan didn't say another word, but instead placed Ostertag, Malone, Russell, Shandon Anderson, and Stockton on the court at the same time!
After Kyle and Foster were injured, these five were the five most ruthless players Sloan could muster!
To reiterate, Sloan doesn't have many tough guys left to use!
After all, which team can keep so many guys who don't play basketball and just fight?
In other words, the Jazz were able to field this kind of roster even with two players out for the season and one player ejected.
On the Bulls' side, Jackson seemed to have anticipated Sloan's thoughts. He said to his players with a serious expression, "Be careful in the next two minutes! Try not to drive to the basket, and don't jump too high! I have a feeling the Jazz are about to get going again!"
"Logically, I should replace Michael, Lin, Scott, and the others, but..." Jackson sighed, "That wouldn't be fair to our other guys. They're not here to take bullets for you. I can't let them go. Besides, you can't escape your fate forever!"
"If the Jazz really want to do this, then teach them a lesson! Lin, if the Jazz dare to do anything later... beat them to a pulp!"
"Understood!" Lin Tian stood up, stretched his body, and said, "The rest of you, just protect yourselves!"
Jackson is indeed one of the league's top coaches, and his adaptability is likely the best in history. He doesn't like on-court conflicts, but if it's unavoidable, Jackson is definitely not a rigid person who will adhere to any bottom line or on-court civility.
If you're going to do it, then let's do the fucking stuff!
With the timeout over, the Bulls fielded four players in their starting lineup, except for Wennington, who replaced the ejected Longley.
These five men also faced off against the Jazz's fierce five-man lineup.
The game started with the last two minutes of the first half!
The Jazz started strong, with Malone attacking Rodman in the paint. Malone used his elbow to turn Rodman around and then made a layup for 2 points.
The referee, who had been calling the foul very strictly, didn't call it at this moment. Then, less than 20 seconds later, Jordan got his revenge, drove into the paint, elbowed Russell to the ground, and made a one-handed floater!
After two rounds of offense and defense, the emotions and anger of both sides reached their peak!
On the court, no one talked trash, and no one spoke to their opponents.
Language seemed utterly pale and powerless at this moment, utterly inadequate to help the players express their anger.
Everyone is waiting, waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a chance to take action!
Playing on the court while suppressing anger and emotions is arguably the state most prone to conflict and violence.
And neither side's players disappointed the fans and everyone else.
With 20 seconds left in the first half, the Bulls had their final possession. Jordan dribbled past Russell and drove straight into the paint, jumping over Malone.
Malone's reaction was a little slow, and he failed to jump with Jordan. If this had been a normal defensive move, he would never have been able to stop Jordan!
Therefore, he chose an unconventional defensive approach.
Malone's two iron elbows, which struck fear into the hearts of martial arts practitioners, were simultaneously pushed toward Jordan's stomach!
Jordan lost his balance in an instant, flipped 180 degrees in the air, and fell headfirst onto the floor!
"Bang!"
After a muffled thud, it was unclear whether Jordan's head or arm hit the ground first, but Jordan was indeed lying motionless on the ground!
"FUXX!" Lin Tian, who was already prepared, wasn't going to wait any longer. He didn't even call out to his teammates or care about the tactics they had just devised, and charged straight at Ma Long!
At the same time, Lin Tian also thought of new uses for his disposable items.
The Invincible Iron Elbow, which increases damage by 20%, is just a buff that increases damage by an additional 20%.
After Lin Tian used his last "Invincible Iron Elbow" on himself, his elbows almost gleamed with a cold light. Filled with rage, Lin Tian rushed to within a meter of Ma Long and jumped up.
"What's up, kid? You want to join in too? I'll tell you..." Malone wanted to say a few more trash words, but he completely forgot.
When Lin Tian gets into a fight, he never uses trash talk!
They start by killing people!
"Fuck your mother!" Lin Tian cursed, and at the same time, his iron elbows, which were now buffed with increased damage, slammed towards Ma Long's face!
Ma Long never expected Lin Tian's elbow to come so fast. He blinked, and the iron elbow was already in front of him. Then, when he instinctively blinked again, one of his eyes could no longer be opened!
A sharp, piercing pain shot through him. Ma Long clutched his head and screamed in agony as a large amount of blood gushed out. Lin Tian had pierced his brow bone with an elbow strike. Based on Lin Tian's own experience, this blow would require at least 20 stitches!
After Lin Tian's elbow strike sent Ma Long sprawling to the ground, blood splattering everywhere, his revenge was far from over!
He turned around and came face to face with Stockton, who was rushing up from behind to ambush him.
Since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, I might as well take advantage of you!
"Bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang bang bang!"
Lin Tian's iron fists transformed into a pair of human rocket launchers, unleashing a brutal combination of punches on Stockton's head, stomach, and chest!
Lin Tian chased after Stockton, beating him mercilessly the whole way!
Poor Stockton couldn't even run away, let alone fight back. He could only passively cover his head with his hands. He could only close his eyes and endure Lin Tian's heavy punches!
Lin Tian chased Stockton all the way from inside the three-second zone to the three-point line. After taking countless punches, Stockton finally lost his balance. As he fell backward, Lin Tian didn't forget to use his last dirty kick!
In an instant, Lin Tian had a clear grasp of the direction Stockton fell and where his feet would land! He instantly calculated where to place his feet to maximize the chances of injuring Stockton.
Then, Lin Tian placed his feet there.
"Crack!"
Lin Tian heard a crisp sound from the bone very clearly, and he was certain that Stockton was finished!
Stockton himself was completely unaware that his leg was most likely broken. He collapsed to the ground, dizzy and seeing stars, with waves of pain shooting through his entire body. He didn't even have time to feel where he was injured or where he wasn't injured.
It hurts! Every cell and every joint in my body hurts!
After a brutal series of punches that took down Stockton, the rest of the Jazz players finally realized what was happening!
They then realized that in less than 10 seconds, Lin Tian had swiftly knocked out two of their team's key players!
Russell and Ostertag roared at the same time and ran towards Lin Tian from the left and right. At the same time, Anderson also reacted. He was a little further away and ran over from the other corner at high speed!
Looking at the towering Ostertag and the burly Russell, Lin Tian didn't even think about retreating or creating distance. Instead, he did the opposite, taking two steps and charging towards the two of them!
As the two approached, Russell, who reacted even faster, had already taken up a boxing stance. Judging from his posture, he was clearly a trained boxer who had practiced some basic boxing for a couple of days.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Russell spotted Lin Tian's position and launched a series of attacks with both hands, smashing towards Lin Tian! The speed of his punches and the coordination between his lead and rear hands were surprisingly good!
If he had encountered an ordinary basketball player, he would most likely have been able to take them down in one move, but he had encountered Lin Tian.
Lin Tian didn't even raise his hand to protect his head. Instead, he aimed at Russell's incoming fist and quickly swayed his upper body left and right to dodge. Russell's seemingly flawless series of fast punches landed as many as 7 or 8 punches in a row.
Forget about effectively killing him, he didn't even touch a hair on Lin Tian's body!
Even in 2023, the referee wouldn't be able to call a defensive foul on him for this set of punches, because he didn't even touch anyone!
Not only did he not encounter anyone, Russell also failed to notice that while dodging, Lin Tian quietly shifted his position, moving between Russell and Ostertag.
When Russell got carried away and took a deep breath, launching a second wave of attacks at Lin Tian without regard for anything else, Lin Tian once again began to dodge his combination punches by rapidly swaying his upper body.
This time, however, Russell stopped after throwing only two punches.
Because he discovered that Lin Tian's teammate Ostertag was behind him, he threw two punches, and Lin Tian quickly dodged. His fists naturally passed through Lin Tian and hit Ostertag instead!
After two punches, Russell finally reacted. Seeing his teammate in pain, he hadn't even had a chance to apologize when Lin Tian's fast punch came right in front of him!
"That's how you throw a punch! Watch closely, three consecutive left straight punches!"
As Lin Tian spoke, he struck out three times in succession with his left hand.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Three blows landed on Russell's face, shoulder, and stomach respectively!
"Next, two right-hand punches, followed by the left!" Lin Tian announced his moves again, his hands never stopping as he landed several more blows on Russell's right side.
At first, Russell tried to counterattack and defend, but after a few moves, he simply gave up on the idea of watching his opponent's punches, dodging, and waiting for an opportunity to counterattack. He simply used his hands to protect his head, hoping to reduce the damage Lin Tian could inflict on him.
Because he had realized one thing... that none of this would work against Lin Tian!
Lin Tian's punches were too fast and too frequent, and his coordination between his front and back hands was simply too good!
If Lin Tian's combination punches were like bullets fired from a submachine gun, leaving no room for evasion, then Russell's earlier move was at most like water spraying from a child's water gun.
It's weak, slow, and ridiculous, like a child playing house.
Lin Tian chased after Russell, attacking him all the way from near the three-point line to the 45-degree angle on the wing, where he was very close to the Jazz's bench!
Anderson finally arrived at the scene, charging past Russell with his fists raised, yelling, "Let's go together! Take this kid down!"
Ostertag, who had just been punched a few times by Russell, finally snapped out of his daze and continued chasing after Lin Tian!
At the same time, Malone, who was under the basket, stood up again. His face was covered in blood, and he looked like a demon crawling out of hell. He charged towards Lin Tian!
4 against 1!
In the blink of an eye, the four people had surrounded Lin Tian!
No, it was Lin Tian alone who managed to surround all four of them!
"Don't move! Stand still and watch!" Lin Tian roared, his fist force increasing again. If he had only used half his strength before, Lin Tian was now going all out!
"Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang bang!"
Lin Tian's rapid punches were like popping beans, constantly producing crisp sounds. Each sound proved that a Jazz player had been punched!
As the four men formed a circle around him, Lin Tian's punching speed increased even further! The air itself was filled with afterimages of fists! For a moment, it was impossible to tell how many fists Lin Tian had, which fist was attacking, or even who his target was!
The four Jazz players suddenly had the same feeling.
That is, they felt that they were being targeted by Lin Tian and were being relentlessly beaten by him!
Lin Tian, who was almost surrounded, used his footwork to move quickly. Although he was surrounded by four people, he always made sure that there was no one behind him, so that all four of his opponents were in front of and to his sides!
With a continuous barrage of fast punches, Lin Tian tried his best to distribute the blows evenly, ensuring that every member of the Jazz team could enjoy their share of the punches!
At this moment, Russell felt that all the boxing skills he had practiced for so many years had been wasted, as he had no chance to fight back against Lin Tian!
Ma Long felt that all his hard training over the past year was a joke. He couldn't even get within a meter of Lin Tian, let alone compete with him in any ground techniques! If he took even half a step forward, a hail of fists would rain down on him!
Anderson and Ostertag were unable to mount any counterattack; they felt like they were just there to get beaten up!
The difference between top-level boxers and amateur boxers was obvious at this moment. Lin Tian's ability in terms of distance perception, orientation, and dodging was far superior to these four guys!
At this point, neither the referees nor the Bulls players showed any intention of intervening to stop the fight; they were completely dumbfounded!
Is this even human? One person attacking four people? And he completely overpowered them without them being able to fight back at all?
The Jazz's bench players felt an oppressive atmosphere, like a level 10 storm. The fight was happening right in front of them; they could even hear the whistling sound of fists flying through the air. It was terrifying! Absolutely terrifying!
At this moment, none of the Jazz players dared to move or step forward to help, because their legs were already trembling with fear.
Even Sloan forgot to order his players to rush up and surround Lin Tian.
When in his entire life had he ever seen anything like this?!
One against four, and they still managed to hold them off—that's terrifying!
It was only at this moment that Sloan finally felt regret for the first time.
He shouldn't have messed with the Bulls players; he should have just focused on playing basketball!
Now, the entire Jazz team has been humiliated like this in front of the whole world, losing all face and dignity! Most importantly, from now on, no one will be afraid of the Jazz team anymore!
A team of people couldn't even defeat one person; they were even chased and beaten.
Is there anything more shameful than this?
Jordan, who had just recovered and gotten up from the floor, looked up and wondered if he was seeing things. Why was Lin Tian fighting four players at once? No, how come it was four Lin Tians fighting four Jazz players?
Jordan closed his eyes in pain, shook his head, and opened them again.
Hmm, I must have been seeing things just now. Isn't it just 3 people fighting 3 Lin Tians?
3?
Ok?
Why is Russell already lying on the floor?
Why is Lin Tian missing?
Just as Jordan was wondering if he was seeing things, Lin Tian delivered another powerful punch, slamming Ostertag's fist from below into his chin. The 218-centimeter giant didn't even utter a sound before following in Russell's footsteps and collapsing to the ground!
Next to fall was Anderson, who was completely invisible. Lin Tian broke through his middle and punched him in the nose twice in a row. Blood spurted from his nose in an instant, and he lost all resistance and fell to the ground!
Seeing his comrades all fall in the blink of an eye, Ma Long let out a roar that was hard to tell whether it was from despair or anger, and charged towards Lin Tian with his arms outstretched!
He wanted to use his height and weight to force his way through the middle and take down Lin Tian!
This is also the suicidal move that everyone instinctively wants to use when they get carried away in a fight!
When ordinary people fight, this move is all about strength, weight, and height, leading to a tug-of-war and ground combat.
But Lin Tian is clearly not an ordinary person. What kind of ordinary person could chase and beat up four people all by themselves?
"You're asking for death!" Lin Tian roared, unleashing a torrent of punches that rained down on Ma Long's face, chest, and stomach!
Malone was beaten by Lin Tian and kept screaming and retreating, and he was about to retreat to the side of the Jazz's bench!
Seeing Lin Tian, this demon-like figure, rushing towards them, the Jazz players, who were usually fierce and tough, were uncharacteristically different. Instead of helping Malone, they all looked like they had seen a ghost and unconsciously took several steps back!
They gave Lin Tian enough space to beat up Ma Long!
The only one who didn't move was Sloan!
This tough head coach still guarded his last shred of dignity! He felt that Lin Tian wouldn't dare to hit him, he felt safe standing there, and he felt that he had to protect the Jazz's last line of defense!
But Sloan soon regretted it.
Because that bastard Lin Tian actually dared to make a move!
Of course, Lin Tian did not punch Sloan directly in the face.
Lin Tian punched Ma Long in the face, causing Ma Long to lose his balance and his head to fall backward, directly hitting Sloan in the face!
Then Lin Tian added another kick, sending Ma Long flying. Sloan, who was behind Ma Long, naturally followed him, falling to the ground in a disheveled state, landing on a bench and unable to get up for a long time!
Judging from Malone's condition, even if he hadn't lost consciousness yet, he was close to it and wouldn't be able to get up anytime soon. Sloan was old and weak, and had a nosebleed, so he didn't have the strength to push Malone away. The two of them were lying on the ground, completely unable to move.
With Malone falling to the ground a second time, there were no Jazz players left standing around Lin Tian. He straightened up, twisted his neck, and looked at Hornacek, Howard, Adam Keefer, and others on the Jazz bench with a provocative and arrogant expression.
"Why don't you guys give it a try?"
Lin Tian now resembles a powerful villain in a movie, his hands covered in blood, having slaughtered the protagonist's entire family, yet still arrogantly standing there mocking passersby.
Yes, just a passerby!
The Jazz players who are still standing say: We're all just passersby! We're completely just passersby!
Don't come any closer!
Seeing the Jazz players trembling with fear, Lin Tian suddenly took a step towards them, and then the group quickly took a step back and huddled together. At this moment, the remaining Jazz players displayed unparalleled unity and tacit understanding!
Holding hands, crammed together, they just wouldn't separate!
Lin Tian sneered and said, "Hurry up and help your Karl up; your coach is out of breath!"
After Lin Tian finished speaking, he ignored the Jazz players who were completely terrified and turned to walk towards his own people.
"Michael, are you alright?" Lin Tian asked with concern when he saw that Jordan had already stood up with Pippen's help.
"I'm a little dizzy, but I should be fine." Jordan looked incredulously at the Jazz players who had collapsed and were cautiously making sure Lin Tian was out of sight before quietly sitting up. He couldn't help but swallow hard and said, "I suddenly really want to thank you for not killing me during practice!"
"I'm a civilized person, and I don't advocate solving problems with violence." Lin Tian shrugged and smiled, "Unless the opponent uses violence first!"
At this moment, the three referees finally recovered from their shock. They ran towards Lin Tian and blew their whistles: "Expel him! Expel him! There's nothing more to say!"
"Keep your voices down," Lin Tian said, tilting his head. "I'm not deaf."
罗德曼一把从后面抱住林天道：「林！FUXX！林，你怎幺做到的？不可思议！不可思议！上帝啊！我从未看过这幺精彩的现场！1挑5！林你完成了1挑5！你有没有受伤？没有对不对？无损1挑5！上帝啊！你就算让泰森来……」
"I think Tyson would have done better than me; his punches are harder than mine," Lin Tian sighed. "And I'm injured here too."
As Lin Tian spoke, he extended his fists and said, "It's broken!"
As Lin Tian said, because he threw so many punches, and many of them hit his bones directly, the knuckles of Lin Tian's fingers were slightly scraped.
"That's it? That's it? Is this considered an injury?" Rodman looked at Lin Tian's fist, unsure how to describe his feelings. He just felt that Lin Tian was asking for a beating and really wanted to punch him a couple of times.
This feeling is terrible.
But if he read a few Chinese novels, he would know that Lin Tian's state is called Versailles!
That's an extremely annoying behavior.
"Enough, Lin! Get off the court! You have to leave! Fighting is never something to be praised or commended. You must leave the court immediately and be prepared to apologize and be suspended!" Bavita continued to yell at Lin Tian, seeing that he was completely ignoring him.
Tonight's brawl has really damaged his reputation!
Although the entire fight lasted less than two minutes, from the moment Lin Tian elbowed Ma Long in the face to the moment Lin Tian kicked Ma Long to the ground, the three referees did not intervene at all and completely failed to fulfill their responsibilities as referees.
They were all stunned!
After all, that fight was truly spectacular...
Pooh!
His influence is really terrible!
Violence and fighting should not occur on the basketball court!
They must be expelled!
Even though Lin Tian gave everyone a spectacular live performance of "what would happen if a world-class boxer were ganged up on by multiple burly men", he made a mistake, and that's wrong, and he shouldn't be encouraged!
Absolutely not!
Bavita suppressed the urge to ask Lin Tian where he learned his boxing style, his face hardening as he pointed at the player and said firmly, "Leave, now!"
Lin Tian shrugged, turned around and greeted a group of people, then turned and walked towards the players' tunnel.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Lin Tian has essentially played his last game as a Bulls player.
It was in this way, really?
That's great, at least it will definitely go down in history!
Historically, has anyone ever dared to put up such a crazy performance in the finals?
I just don't know how many games I'll be suspended for.
It would have to be at least 15 games...
"That was a beautiful punch! I've never seen such a beautiful punch before!" Jackson stood at the entrance to the players' tunnel, hugged Lin Tian, and said, "Next time we meet, we'll be opponents, right?"
"No, we should meet again in the locker room in an hour," Lin Tian said with a smile. "It's not like I'm going to just change and run away. I'm still waiting to lift the Larry O'Brien Trophy with everyone!"
"How's it going with the Jazz?" Jackson asked, voicing his biggest concern.
"Stockton is definitely out of the game. He'll be lucky to make it to the season opener. Malone will need at least 3-40 stitches. He definitely won't be able to play today, and it's hard to say whether he'll be able to play after that. Ostertag and Russell are both fine. Although I beat them to a pulp, they should still be able to play in the next game."
"That Anderson was unlucky. I didn't hold back my last punch, so his nose is definitely broken. I guess he can't fight anymore."
"You held back?" Jackson looked at the ravaged 'battlefield' behind him and couldn't help but swallow hard. "And this isn't even your full strength?"
"I'm not a psychopathic killer." Lin Tian rolled his eyes and said, "If I really used my full strength, and every blow was aimed at the back of the head, neck, and genitals, there would really be a scene of carnage by now, instead of people who could still be saved."
After Lin Tian finished speaking, he patted Jackson on the shoulder and said, "Go check on Michael's injury first. He might have hit his head. If he can avoid playing, then let him play. Anyway, the Jazz don't have many players left. With Scott and Dennis leading the team, there won't be any problems."
After Lin Tian finished speaking, he glanced back at the Bulls' bench. In a sense, Jackson was right. The next time they met in the arena, they would indeed be opponents.
Shaking his head to clear his mind of these distracting thoughts, Lin Tian walked toward the locker room. The noise and shouts in the arena gradually subsided. As he arrived at the locker room, just as he pushed open the door, Lang Li, who had just been expelled, walked out with a smile!
"What a beautiful combination! My God! Before, when Michael said you beat Malone in one second at the All-Star Game, I thought he was exaggerating, but now it seems he really wasn't exaggerating at all! I even think one second is too long!"
"My God! Fighting four people at the same time! Lin, tell me, is everyone in your country that strong? Who would win if you fought a lion?! Could you fight a tiger?! What about a jaguar? A jackal? A brown bear? What animal could you kill at your absolute limit?"
"Screw you." Lin Tian gave Lang Li the middle finger in annoyance. Does this guy have an account on some Chinese poker forum? Why does he like to put star players and animals in one-on-one matches so much?
I, Lord Lin, would have to be out of my mind to fight with those things!
The first ironclad law of nature is forever etched in Lin Tian's heart!
That is: seven steps away, the gun is fast; within seven steps, the gun is both fast and accurate!
Of course, Lin Tian will also always keep the second ironclad rule in mind.
If you encounter animals in the wild, if you have a Gatling gun, you don't need a submachine gun; if you have a submachine gun, you don't need a pistol; if you have a pistol, you don't need a melee weapon. If you have none of these, then drive away as soon as possible.
Not long after talking with Langley, the locker room door opened again, and a team doctor walked in and said to Lin Tian, "Lin, Phil asked me to take a look at your hand."
"It's nothing serious." Lin Tian didn't mince words, extending his hand for the team doctor to examine, and asked, "How's the situation at the stadium?"
"Michael is fine, but he needs to undergo a routine concussion test. He won't be able to play in this game. He went directly to the hospital for a check-up. Stockton and Malone went with Michael. I heard that Stockton's ankle injury is very serious and he may have to miss Christmas."
"Although Ma Long's face was covered in blood, his injury wasn't too serious. He just needed stitches. If all goes well, he might be able to return to the court in the next game."
"I didn't hit him hard enough." Lin Tian muttered. His original plan was to cripple both Malone and Stockton, but he didn't expect Malone to be so tough and thick-skinned that he was only slightly injured after taking so many hits.
"Oh right, and Sloan too. That old guy was also taken to the hospital. His nasal bone collapsed, and he'll probably need corrective surgery. Anderson is the same; his nose is broken too. The others seem to be fine, although their faces are swollen like pig heads, but they don't seem to have any structural damage."
At this point, the team doctor glanced cautiously at Lin Tian and said, "Lin, you're not deliberately avoiding vital points, only making them feel pain and humiliation, but you're not actually planning to kill them, are you?"
"This is a society governed by law; killing someone will land you in jail." Lin Tian rolled his eyes and said, "How's my hand? Are the bones okay?"
"It's nothing serious, just a scraped skin and minor soft tissue contusion. It'll heal in about two weeks at most. But don't get into any fights during those two weeks!"
"By the way, Lin." The team doctor looked at Lin Tian again, hesitated for a long time, and then mustered up his courage to say, "You're not planning to stay with the Bulls next season, are you? I think you'll definitely leave."
"Yes, I will. I will leave." Lin Tian nodded. Anyway, it was an open secret, so there was nothing to hide.
"I will continue to support you! I've always been your fan."
"How about I sign your autograph?"
……
On the court, the Bulls were missing Jordan and Lin Tian, as well as Longley, who had been ejected earlier. The Jazz were even more severely affected, with Morris ejected along with Longley and Stockton, who was ruled out for the season by Lin Tian.
In addition to Malone and Anderson, who needed to be bandaged up at the hospital, and Russell, whose face was swollen like a pig's head from being punched, these guys had the most serious injuries and could not continue.
The Jazz only have Ostertag, Hornacek, Eisley, Howard, and Fergi on the court, which is a total of five players, making rotation impossible.
Furthermore, they no longer have a head coach; Sloan was taken away to get treatment for his nose.
Fortunately, it was already the third quarter of the game, so even if only five players played the entire second half, it wouldn't be too difficult.
However, compared to the Bulls' Rodman, Kukoc, Pippen, Harper, and Kerr, this group's fighting ability was simply lacking, and they were completely outmatched.
In addition, both sides were still in the excitement period after the fight. Neither the Jazz nor the Bulls were in the mood to continue playing. Their minds had not yet recovered from the epic brawl!
Therefore, both sides played very poorly in the last quarter and a half, making many mistakes, having a very low shooting percentage, and almost no beautiful teamwork or individual offense.
Both teams barely managed to get through the game, which brought it to an end.
Ultimately, the Bulls, relying on their previous lead of more than ten points, defeated the Jazz 88-77, winning their third consecutive game and securing their third victory in the series!
3: 0!
The Bulls have secured the match point!
(End of this chapter)