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Chapter 181 - Chapter 178: Racing Against Time! Alley-Oop Three-Pointer, Game-Winner at the Buzzer!

"It's over, it's BBQ!"

"A three-pointer caught while retreating, and with Wilson Chandler's face-guarding defense, he still made it?!"

"Explosive!"

"Ray Allen is a cold-blooded Three-point Shot killer!"

"OH, NO!!!"

Groans filled the stands, and all the home fans buried their heads in their hands, sinking into deep despair.

At this moment.

Only 0.4 seconds remained.

Yes.

Time hadn't run out, but with so little time... even if they caught the ball, they might not even have time for a normal shot.

How could they score?

How could they turn the tide?

This was the most critical point.

In the eyes of New York Knicks fans, the game was already lost.

"Beep beep!"

Coach D'Antoni called a timeout, which was also the last timeout of the game.

0.4 seconds.

They probably couldn't do anything.

But if he didn't call it, they would definitely lose.

"I'm so stupid!"

Tyson Chandler pounded his thigh, "I should have secured that rebound, at least... not let Garnett pass it out so quickly.

What was I doing?

I seemed to be sleepwalking!"

"I didn't stick to Ray Allen either!!!" Wilson Chandler also blamed himself deeply.

0.4 seconds was too little.

Everyone knew they had lost, especially after Su Yan had first killed the game with a logo Three-point Shot, and then Curry had stabilized the morale with a two-pointer on the line.

To ultimately lose.

This was truly unwilling.

All the effort throughout the entire game, to lose in such a way, was truly unacceptable!

All the players were in low spirits.

Coach D'Antoni wanted to say something, to comfort his teammates, to give them a final glimmer of hope.

In the end... he said nothing.

No way.

If they couldn't even guarantee one shot, how could they win, and what kind of motivational words could he say?

Even though he called a timeout.

It also seemed like they were just waiting for death.

"Hey!"

At this moment... Su Yan shouted, not loudly, but because it was Su Yan, everyone looked over.

"Giving up already?!"

Su Yan smiled, "It does seem like we can give up, but... I don't think everyone needs to be so dejected.

Even if we lose.

We still have a 22-game winning streak, we've tied the second-longest winning streak in history, we're already strong enough, excellent enough.

Even if we lose.

The fans will definitely give us the warmest applause, won't they?!

Besides.

This is just a regular season game, so what if we lose? It's no big deal.

We have a 22-game winning streak, we don't need to feel defeated, we can even proudly talk about it.

So... cheer up.

We may lose, but we'll lose with honor!"

Su Yan rarely spoke such encouraging motivational words to the players, but whenever he did, his influence was very strong.

It was even more penetrating than the coach's words.

"That's right."

"Exactly, we're already excellent, there's no need to be down in the dumps!"

"This is a basketball game, you either win or lose, victory and defeat are normal, it's no big deal!"

"Su Yan is right!"

With just a few words, everyone perked up again. This couldn't change the fact that they were going to lose, but at least... they weren't depressed.

Immediately.

Su Yan continued, "But actually, we haven't reached a dead end yet, we still have a glimmer of hope.

We can do this, this, and then this..."

All the players' eyes widened, finding it incredible, yet completely filled with anticipation!!!

On the Boston Celtics' side.

Everyone was praising Ray Allen.

Ray Allen, who had been frustrated all night, could no longer hold back his roar, "Watch closely.

I am the strongest Shooter in this league!!!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Gentleman Sword is a born Three-point Shot killer!"

Everyone praised him profusely.

This Three-point Shot was too crucial; Ray Allen deserved the credit.

Soon.

The timeout ended.

The final, seemingly meaningless, 0.4-second battle.

All the Boston Celtics were relaxed; victory was firmly in their hands. They only had one thing to do.

Wait for the New York Knicks to inbound the ball, then claim the victory.

The only thing they needed to pay a little attention to was... to prevent the New York Knicks from directly tipping the ball into the basket near the rim.

After all, there was too little time; even an alley-oop dunk wouldn't be quick enough. They could only tip the ball towards the basket the moment they touched it.

Although the success rate of this was also very low.

It wouldn't hurt to be a little careful.

The game began.

Curry inbounded the ball from the mid-court sideline. Su Yan used Wilson and David Lee for a screen, seemingly trying to rush to the basket.

"As expected, he wants an alley-oop tip-in."

"This is the only possibility, stop Su Yan!"

Everything was under the Boston Celtics' control. Rondo and Garnett both chased after him, converging on defense.

Want an alley-oop tip-in?

No way.

Su Yan smiled slightly, made a fake cut to the basket, and then immediately ran back up.

Pierce was following. Su Yan rushed to the middle of the arc, one step from the Three-point Shot line, and jumped high directly.

Pierce:???

What are you doing?

You haven't even received the ball, Stephen hasn't even inbounded it yet, why are you jumping so early?!

Are you kidding me?!

Pierce scratched his head, unable to understand.

He didn't plan to jump with him; that would be really foolish and completely unnecessary.

"Too difficult!"

Mid-court sideline.

Curry muttered, feeling completely unsure, but still, before the five-second inbound violation.

He passed the basketball out.

To whom?

Not Wilson, not David Lee, nor Tyson Chandler under the basket, but... Su Yan.

That's right.

It was Su Yan.

Still jumping empty-handed, Su Yan was in mid-air.

"This pass? What is he trying to do?"

Reggie Miller didn't understand.

Drexler also frowned, not reacting immediately, then... he cried out, "Look, Su Yan in mid-air, he's already in his shooting posture.

This... is he planning an alley-oop Three-point Shot?!"

"Alley-oop Three-point Shot?!"

Reggie Miller's pupils widened, he was stunned for another second, then reacted.

Yes.

It was an alley-oop Three-point Shot.

This was the glimmer of hope Su Yan spoke of.

For NBA players, from catching the ball to shooting, it takes an average of 0.6 seconds without defensive interference.

Peak Curry is special, only needing 0.4 seconds, and as fast as 0.3 seconds.

However.

If there's interference, it's a different story.

So... 0.4 seconds for Su Yan, or any New York Knicks player, with significant defensive interference.

To take a normal shot and make it.

The difficulty was indeed very high.

Therefore... Su Yan thought of an aerial shot, which had the same ingenious effect as an alley-oop tip-in near the basket.

It's just that.

The Boston Celtics knew about alley-oop tip-ins and wouldn't give them a chance.

On the other hand, an outside aerial shot was unexpected by the Boston Celtics, and it offered many more advantages.

First, jumping first, getting into the shooting posture in advance, saved some shooting time.

Second, jumping first was unexpected, preventing Pierce from providing any defensive interference.

Su Yan could shoot as soon as he caught the ball.

As for why it was a Three-point Shot, it's because... Su Yan, who possessed the Max Level Three-Pointer, was more accurate with Three-point Shots than two-pointers.

Of course.

This also tested the passing player's accuracy.

However... for Curry, the "combo guard," this was not a difficult task.

The main focus was still on Su Yan.

So.

Su Yan, with only 0.4 seconds, jumped into the air first, got into his shooting posture in advance, and forcefully raced against time.

The moment Curry passed the ball, he immediately flicked his wrist and fingers, shooting the basketball!!!

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