Chapter 76

While the outside world was going crazy over this scene, Yang Mo gradually calmed down. He knew that this ball was extremely important to him. If Randolph made the shot, he would definitely become a laughingstock for a while, even if he won the game.

Yang Mo was a naturally big-hearted player; the bigger the stage, the calmer he could become.

But, Randolph was not. His heart was pounding due to the standing ovation from the audience, and he was somewhat nervous. It was as if he was about to make a game-winning shot, but... since joining the NBA, he had never made a game-winning shot. In fact, not even in college. Only in high school, he seemed to have made one.

Randolph, nervous, couldn't help but feel his mouth dry. At this moment, Yang Mo beckoned to him again with his finger: "Come on, fatty, let me see what you've got."

Provoked by Yang Mo again and again, Randolph finally took the first step. He dribbled the ball and used all his strength and explosive power to charge towards the basket.

It had to be said, Randolph was indeed a basketball genius. His explosive power and speed in the paint were definitely top-notch, even though he was so fat, he was just too lazy.

Seeing Randolph charge into the key like a missile, the commentator Barkley couldn't help but be stunned, saying, "Is this the 100% state of Randolph? If he maintains this attitude for 48 minutes, he should be the top center in the NBA, right?"

This wasn't just the 100% state of Randolph; this was the supercharged state of Randolph, performing at 120%.

Seeing Randolph charge in with such momentum, Yang Mo was slightly surprised. This Randolph was beyond his expectations, but fortunately, he still felt confident that he could take him down. It's just a wild boar, right? One punch and it's done!

As all the fans held their breath, Randolph finally reached two steps away from Yang Mo. Yang Mo's eyes were fixed on Randolph's ankles. He judged that Randolph wouldn't dare to dunk so straightforwardly; he didn't have the courage.

Sure enough, Randolph suddenly stopped in his tracks and then tried to spin using Yang Mo's body. But as he spun, Yang Mo moved to the side. This caught Randolph off guard; he didn't expect Yang Mo to suddenly dodge.

However, the move was already made, and he couldn't stop, or it would be a travel.

When he spun halfway and turned to the left side of the basket, he lifted his eyes to see Yang Mo stretching his arms in front of him, not giving him any space to jump. He wanted to dunk? Dream on!

Seeing this, he quickly shrugged his shoulders, trying to use a fake shot to shake off Yang Mo. Yang Mo didn't budge; instead, he stepped forward.

Seeing his aggressive attack about to be easily thwarted, he instinctively used his shoulder to push Yang Mo, trying to create a small gap like last time.

But, Yang Mo didn't move an inch.

Before, he faced a hungry Yang Mo; now, he faced a fully charged bull warrior Yang Mo.

Yang Mo didn't budge, and Randolph's foul move didn't create any space. Seeing Yang Mo closing in, he had no choice but to do a super backflip, throwing the ball with the risk of falling.

Whether it would go in or not, he didn't care; at least he wouldn't lose so miserably. If he couldn't even get a shot off, it would be a laughingstock.

But... as soon as he started the backflip, Yang Mo pressed forward... his long arm swung in a half-circle and slapped the ball hard.

Seeing Yang Mo coming at him like a tidal wave, the super backflipping Randolph was about to fall. But he still threw the ball with a glimmer of hope, thinking Yang Mo might miss it.

But... he clearly underestimated Yang Mo's arm span!

Bang!

Yang Mo's palm slammed into the basketball Randolph had shot. He used all his strength, and the ball whizzed towards his face. Before he could react, he felt a dark shadow, and the ball hit his nose hard. Sharp pain shot through his brain, and just as he was about to cry out in pain... Bang! His back of the head hit the floor hard. At that moment, he felt his brain jolt, and then he fainted.

As soon as he fainted, Yang Mo, who had used all his strength to block the shot, fell beside him.

Yang Mo deliberately controlled his body to avoid landing on Randolph and worsening his injuries.

The ball, after hitting Randolph's face, rolled to the side. Wade quickly picked it up and passed it to Chalmers, who scored a layup at the other end.

At that moment, the entire Madison Square Garden was filled with screams.

Because the motionless Randolph on the ground was covered in his own nosebleed, which was still flowing, making the floor look like a bloodbath. It looked as if Randolph had died in a pool of blood.

The fans screamed in shock, and the referee was at a loss, not even blowing the whistle for Chalmers' successful shot. He frantically blew his whistle, calling for the Knicks' medical team to come onto the court.

Perhaps seeing Randolph's condition as too gruesome, the Heat's medical team also rushed over to help.

At that moment, Yang Mo was still lying on the side, breathing heavily. The angry block had almost used up all his strength.

Dwyane Wade walked over, extending his hand to pull him up. Yang Mo didn't immediately reach out but asked, "How was it? Was the defense successful?"

Wade, hearing this, paused for a moment, glanced at the unconscious Randolph in the blood, and replied with a chilling tone, "Too successful!"

Hearing this, Yang Mo grinned and reached out, letting Wade pull him up.

As soon as Yang Mo stood up, he saw the blood-covered Randolph and was shocked. He thought to himself, "Did I do this?"

Indeed, he did.

"Thug, absolute court thug. This block was too violent, too cruel. A death block, an absolute death block. I think no one will dare to dunk over him for a while, if those guys have seen this video!" The TNT commentator shuddered, saying he didn't want to eat any late-night snacks tonight. He had never seen such a violent and bloody scene. Even Hollywood's R-rated movies wouldn't dare to show such a cruel scene, but... it was just broadcast live across the nation. What the UFC and WWE couldn't achieve, the NBA did. A basketball league achieved what a fighting league couldn't, was this taking their bread and butter?

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