Kongbu's heart began to twitch.

The good news is that the point difference is only the last three points, and one three-pointer can drag the game into overtime.

The bad news is that the Bulls have the ball next, and there are only thirteen seconds left in the game.

Now there is only one way in front of the Raptors, and that is foul tactics.

The game has already entered the last two minutes. According to the rules, if there is a foul on a person without the ball at this time, the Bulls will get two free throws and one throw.

That's two free throws plus the ball.

Therefore, you must not foul someone without the ball. The only person who can be sent to the free throw line is Jordan holding the ball.

"foul!"

"foul!"

Kongbu shouted towards the court, McGrady understood, stepped forward and hugged Jordan holding the ball, and then the referee blew the whistle.

"You are just wasting time and you are destined to fail to win the game."

"Boy, you don't really think you can be the savior, do you?"

Jordan stood on the free throw line and looked at McGrady with a faint smile.

Faced with Jordan's trash talk tonight, McGrady never said anything back, but this time he couldn't help it.

"Michael, I don't know if I can be the savior tonight."

"But I know that when you were as young as me, you were just a loser trembling at the feet of the Pistons."

McGrady's words were extremely vicious and directly pierced Jordan's lung tube.

Jordan's face was veined with anger. He had such a transcendent status in the league over the years. When had he ever been so humiliated by a newcomer?

"Whoosh!"

"boom!"

Two free throws, one of which was missed, Jordan's free throws were affected.

The point difference was brought back to four points, and the situation was still extremely unfavorable to the Raptors.

Kongbu stood on the sidelines and paced anxiously, praying to Buddha, Guanyin, Jade Emperor and Sun Wukong in his mind, hoping that they would show up and help the Raptors.

Just as he was praying, McGrady had already reached the frontcourt.

It was still a pull-up three-pointer, but how could Jordan, who was already furious, let him continue to succeed.

On this shot, Jordan made a big defensive move and collided with McGrady in mid-air, and the referee's whistle sounded.

Defensive foul outside the three-point line, three free throws!

McGrady took a deep breath, like an old monk in meditation, completely ignoring Jordan's endless trash talk.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

All three free throws were made.

In less than a minute, the ten-point difference has been reduced to only one point!

McGrady hit three three-pointers in a row, plus three free throws, scoring 12 points.

Even if tonight's game ends in failure, McGrady's performance is enough to become a classic.

The atmosphere in the entire arena was so solemn that it could squeeze out water. Everyone held their breath. Whether they could witness the birth of the miracle depended on these last seven seconds.

Old Thomas rubbed his hands nervously. He swore that even when he played in the finals as a player, he was not as nervous as he was now.

The Bulls had the ball, and Harper served Pippen from the baseline.

Kongbu's heart skipped a beat. Pippen didn't even land after jumping to catch the ball. He threw the ball in mid-air to Jordan who was in the frontcourt.

The ball was thrown a long distance, and by the time the ball reached Jordan's hands, the game time had passed for several seconds.

In a normal game, Jordan might not take another shot at this point.

After all, they have the ball in their hands and are one point ahead. As long as the timer reaches zero, they are the winners.

But what Maddie said just now deeply stimulated him.

After he caught the ball, seeing McGrady coming up to draw a foul, he immediately took a three-pointer.

After being hit by McGrady for several pull-up three-pointers, Jordan also wanted to get back on the court.

Little did he know how much his willful move had cost the Bulls.

"boom."

Three-pointers are not Jordan's strength, so he failed to score this goal.

Xiao Ou tried his best to hold on to the defensive rebound under the basket.

Kongbu on the sidelines didn't dare to delay, so he quickly deactivated the last one in his hand.

There were only the last two seconds left on the counter, and this was their Raptors' only chance to win.

"Breathe deeply, breathe deeply, relax."

McGrady sat on the bench, and Combs rubbed his shoulders.

"In the last two seconds, we were able to serve from the midcourt sideline."

"Tracy, the last attack is up to you. It's up to you to shoot a three-pointer."

"Mashburn, Snow, you two pick and roll, be careful not to move, to prevent being called an illegal screen."

Combs still gave the ball to McGrady. He firmly believed that McGrady's hot touch would lead the Raptors to victory.

The short pause ended and the players from both sides returned to the court.

Because the point difference was only one point, Jackson was probably worried that the Raptors would score two points in this round, so he asked the defense to compress as much as possible inside the three-point line.

This is a very reasonable and common defensive arrangement.

It's a pity that he ran into Kongbu who took an unusual path. The Raptors had no intention of shooting a two-pointer on this shot.

There are only two seconds left in the game, and there are too many variables when the ball passes to the three-point line.

It's better to continue to gamble. Now they are only one step away from getting a motorcycle.

Xiao Ao stood on the sidelines preparing to serve.

Wu Sheng kept running without the ball, trying to see if he could get lucky.

If you are fouled by a Bulls player at this time, you will be happy to get two free throws.

The moment O'Brien played the ball, Snow and Mashburn stood still, and McGrady jumped into the air and grabbed the ball.

The moment he landed, McGrady's astonishing bullet speed played an important role, and he shot a fadeaway three-pointer at the speed of light.

The moment the basketball flew out, the end of the game whistle sounded in the sky above the arena.

Everyone focused on the basket and held their breath.

"boom!"

The basketball hit the rim and bounced high.

Kongbu was worried, was it still a failure?

As soon as the idea came up, the basketball fell straight down, and then began to make a circular motion on the basket.

One circle.

Two laps.

Three circles.

Kongbu was about to suffocate, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

I don’t know how many times it turned, but there was a muffled sound as the basketball entered the net.

The ball goes in!

A buzzer-beating three-pointer!

The Toronto Raptors changed their fate in the last minute. Originally trailing by ten points, when the final whistle sounded, they took the lead by two points!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The scene was boiling with excitement, and countless people were chanting McGrady's name.

In one minute, McGrady scored 15 points and led his team to defeat the powerful Bulls. He is the hero of Toronto tonight.

Combu was ecstatic and rushed to the court to hug McGrady.

"I knew it, I knew you could do it!"

"Well done, this is the Tracy McGrady in my mind!"

"Enjoy the cheers of the audience, you are the protagonist tonight."
To be continued...