January 10, Salt Lake City.

"Hiss~ It's so cold~"

As soon as I walked out of the airport, a cold wind blew towards me. Duncan, who was wrapped tightly, still felt cold.

The cold Duncan shrank into a ball.

Cold, Duncan really hates Cold!

At this time, one hand slapped Duncan on the butt.

"Young man, I can't even resist the coldness at all. Is he still a big man?"

Old Man Bubu's words made Duncan straighten his waist all at once.

"I, I'm not afraid of the cold! I'm not afraid at all!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he shrank into a ball.

"But, it's really cold."

"Hahaha~ You young man is really worse than me, the old man." Old Man Bubu laughed so happily, and the others laughed.

Only Robinson, the big brother, was so good that he put his big arm on Duncan's shoulder.

Although Robinson said nothing and just smiled like everyone else, Duncan could feel the warmth he gave.

The weather is cold, but no matter how cold it is, it cannot cool down Duncan's passion for revenge.

This time, Duncan said he would take revenge no matter what.

To avenge someone to belittle himself in front of the media, to avenge the loss of the last game, it is also to avenge the injury of Good Brother last season.

After being injured in that game, Robinson still feels a little bit of a heart-wrenching feeling when he meets Malone.

In order for Robinson, a good brother, to get out of the shadow as soon as possible, Duncan has to sacrifice whatever he says today.

‘Brother, don’t worry, we will definitely win this time.’

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That night, the center of the Delta was brightly lit.

The stadium was crowded with people, and the tsunami was sensational. The Jazz's attendance rate at home was really jealous.

When the Spurs players entered the court, they felt the pressure coming.

But when the Spurs uniform team entered the court, they were full of envy.

‘If we, the Spurs, can we win the championship, we will do so at home, right?’

Only Duncan, a man with a mountain as high as iron and as hard as iron, was tightly opposite him.

That is Duncan's opponent tonight, Carl Malone.

When he discovered Duncan's eyes were strange, Robinson also leaned over.

"Tim, what's wrong?"

Duncan didn't turn his head, just staring at that guy, "Brother, we will win tonight."

Robinson thought Duncan was asking himself, "Of course."

On that side, Malone's smile became much brighter tonight.

Because in the All-Star voting in the second week, Malone finally caught up and caught up to the sixth position in the league.

Carter is the first, Dai Fei is the second, and O'Neal is the third. The votes of the three have exceeded one million.

The fourth place Mo Ning has exceeded 800,000, and the fifth place is Hill has 750,000.

The sixth Malone has 700,000 votes.

In the West, although not as good as Dai Fei and O'Neal, Malone has surpassed Garnett and became the third.

As a double MVP, he truly felt the fans' love and recognition of himself.

However, just these are not enough to show his strength as a mvp.

He still wants to go further.

Tonight, when facing a dazed guy, Ma Long decided to let everyone know what the gap between MVP and ordinary star players is.

"ray, how many points do you think I can get tonight?"

"Truth or lies?"

"Let's tell the truth."

"The truth is, I don't think you can get a single minute tonight."

"Why? I have never been able to score 1 point in the past few years. It's really hard for me to not score on the court."

"Because you score less, then I will naturally score more, hiahiahia..."

"Okay, you guys, you're actually using this bad idea!"

Ma Long smiled and nudged Dai Fei.

Dai Fei flashed flexibly and avoided it, laughing "hehehe" as if mocking Ma Long,

'You are old, you can't beat me anymore.'

Looking at Dai Fei's proud look, Ma Long also educated him in a big way, "Ray, you guy, you want to grab the power, you are too young. Look, tonight, I will demonstrate to you what the head of the team is!"

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The game started soon.

It seems that to prove something, Malone was very positive at the beginning of the evening.

Robinson, who faced Ma Long, was in danger again at the beginning.

Malone scored 8 points in a row at the beginning and directly led the Jazz to play 12-2.

At this moment, on the field, Duncan came to Robinson's side.

"Brother, I'll do it!"

Off the field, the old man Bubu changed his expression.

"Tim, don't do it randomly, act according to the plan!"

According to the plan, the Spurs wanted to allow Malone to specialize in Robinson, while the Jazz were strictly guarded. The Spurs wanted to cut off Malone from others.

Although Ma Long got a lot of points, it is hard to say next.

If Malone continues to act like this, the Jazz's system will become fragmented, and then, over time, the Spurs will have a good chance to win the game.

However, Duncan is the key point of this plan.

Malone is scoring, and Duncan is also the focus of the Spurs' scoring.

If Duncan wasted his energy on spending with Malone, the Spurs' offense would be reduced.

Old Man Bubu kept shouting and reminding him in the audience.

However, Duncan on the field didn't hear it.

Just like a week ago, Duncan couldn't hold back.

Old Man Bubu stopped shouting, but his forehead was wrinkled into a ravine.

On the field, Robinson nodded gratefully to Duncan and moved out of the position.

"It's just right, I thought you were going to be a turtle."

Malone had actually set his sights on Duncan, but Duncan just didn't compete with him. But the old guy Robinson has been tangling with him.

Duncan was indifferent to Ma Long's trash talk. He leaned against his opponent head-on, with a serious look on his eyes.

Feeling the force coming from Duncan, Malone didn't say anything more, raised his hand high,

"Give me the ball!"

Stockton originally wanted to give Dai Fei a goal, after all, Malone played several times in a row.

But Malone raised his hand again, "John, give me the ball!"

Stockton doesn't like this kind of team dominance, but when he saw Ma Long's high fighting spirit, Stockton was a little envious and admired.

Give it.

After all, Malone's touch today was really hot. Stockton finally chose to give it to it.

Stockton hung the ball in.

As soon as Malone took the ball, he directly increased his strength and wanted to push Duncan away.

He did hit Duncan, but he was about to turn around and dribble when the ball disappeared as soon as it was transported.

Bang!

Duncan sacrificed his chest and slapped off Malone's ball with his long arms.
To be continued...