1224: C1224 Five Hundred and Twenty Three Minutes!

C1224 Five Hundred and Twenty Three Minutes!

Eight hundred and three points, that's 2,400 points, and with some free throws and playoffs, it's not hard to get 2,500 points.0

"If it's 40,000 points, Lin indeed has a chance. Although so far, Lin has... Every game... His performance in each match is already stunning enough, but for some reason... I keep feeling that Lin seems to be holding back, not displaying his full strength! "

Christian furrowed his brows, and his eyes followed Lin Cheng closely.

"I have the same feeling. For the next thirty odd matches... The quality of the opponent's defense didn't drop, it was still two of their team members defending. Of course, comparatively speaking, some of the teams' defense was much lower. However, this cannot cover up one fact. Lin's strength has not been fully displayed yet!"

"This can be seen from the number of times Lin Fan makes a move. He rarely fights more than 20 times in each match! The number of times he makes a move like this, from the perspective of an archer... It's clearly not too high. In fact, it's quite ordinary."

Barry took out a more convincing evidence.

"It's hard to imagine what kind of performance Vogel would have if he arranged for Lin to fight more than thirty times in each match."

Just imagining it in his mind made Christian feel suffocated.

At the same time, he felt lucky that he was not born in the same era as Lin Dong. Otherwise, he would have been beaten up badly.

Facing Lin Cheng's all-out attack, all the pioneers had already disarmed and surrendered. What a joke! He had worked so hard, and had no choice but to charge into the Lakers' inner line. Facing Cousins, Dwight Howard, these two monsters who used to be in the inner line, simply couldn't take it. As for LeBron and Mickey, they did not have any good results either.

Every time he scored, it felt like he was on the battlefield. Every minute he scored, he would go all out to chisel. But on the other hand, what the Lakers needed to do was to send the ball to Lin Cheng and watch him perform.

Even if Lin Cheng did not score, the rebound board was protected by two King Kong. Whether it was LeBron, Mickey, or Dwight Howard and Cousins, these were not things the pioneers could bear.

The game had lost its suspense in the fourth quarter.

The Lakers won without any suspense. At the same time, the record of winning the regular season was refreshed, reaching a shocking sixty-five matches.

Such a record made everyone in the Alliance feel suffocated.

In the following matches, Lin Cheng's record of thirty percent was refreshed, increasing at a rate of twelve times per match.

In the last match of the regular season, as Lin Cheng made it to the sixth three points, Lin Cheng had successfully completed his previous goal, which was to hit three points on the tree to reach five hundred and twenty points.

The audience was already used to Lin Cheng's unresolvable performance. Regarding such a terrifying record, they only applauded and cheered, but did not lose control too much.

"Five hundred and twenty! F * ck, f * ck, f * ck! What did I witness?! What did I just witness?!"

On the live host's stand, Braly couldn't help but curse in front of the camera. His emotions were on the verge of going out of control.

"Hey buddy, calm down. Calm down. We are now hosting a program. We need to keep calm, okay? "

Seeing that the old buddy was about to lose control of his emotions, Christian hurriedly reminded him.

"Phew, sorry, I lost control just now. Sorry... I'm really, really too excited. Such a record is really unbelievable. God, how did he do it?! He scored 520 three-pointers in a single season, and among them, 470 three-pointers only used 40 games. This is crazy!"

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