His eyes were filled with shock and horror, a complex emotion of awe and fear of powerful force.

There was a storm in his heart, and he couldn't help but think.

'This power, this feeling, cannot be mistaken, he possesses a savagery of a higher order than ours. '

This wildness was like a primitive force coming from the depths of the soul, powerful and mysterious, making the God of Fire deeply aware of how terrifying the opponent they were facing was.

This is the entire process played back on the big electronic screen.

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"Tyrannosaurus Rex? This guy's savagery is really scary!" '

Yin Yue looked at Jason Siber who easily blocked the God of Fire, frowned slightly, and commented secretly.

He knew that the strength of wildness also represented different degrees of strength bonus.

Just like the Tyrannosaurus Rex in a forest full of lions, tigers, leopards and bears, it has indefensible dominance.

'It seems that relying on brute force to fight this guy is not feasible, but this guy seems to be playing only with his body, and even so, he can still suppress those guys by instinct. '

Yin Yue touched his chin and analyzed quickly in his mind.

He knew that facing such an opponent, he could not simply use force to fight, and needed a more clever strategy.

After watching Jabberwock's offensive and defensive performances, Yinyue also had a general understanding of Jabberwock's strength.

Among them, Nash and Jason Thibo are the core of this team. They are like the soul and pillar of the team, controlling the rhythm of the game.

The strength of these two people is completely different from that of the other Jabberwocks. They are both one level higher than the other Jabberwocks.

The other players of Jabberwock also have strength comparable to the "Miracle Generation".

Well, just comparable.

If you have to say, they are still slightly inferior to the "Generation of Miracles".

Well, just a little bit.

That is to say, in a one-on-one situation, the "Miracle Generation" will have the upper hand, and those members of the "Miracle Generation" have unique basketball skills and talents that can show advantages in one-on-one duels.

However, if we let our guard down even a little, the opponent will take advantage of us. After all, the strength of these players should not be underestimated. Both their offense and defense are quite threatening. Once we are careless, they may seize the opportunity to reverse the situation.

As for Nash and Jason Thibo.

Judging from the performance of these two people just now, they are at least one level higher than the "Miracle Generation".

Their individual strength is clearly superior to that of the Generation of Miracles.

It may not be easy to crack the game without special means, whether it is football skills or strength.

Unless they are able to improve their existing strength, such as entering the Zone.

But in that case, they would almost all leave the court to rest before the end of the third quarter.

The game continues.

The situation in the originally suspenseful competition took a sharp turn for the worse and became almost one-sided.

Under Nash's exquisite organization, Jabberwock was like a group of well-trained wolves, launching a fierce attack on the Dream Team.

They frequently attacked the Dream Team's basket, and every breakthrough was like a sharp blade, stabbing fiercely at the Dream Team's defense.

Moreover, their steal success rate is extremely high. They are always able to snatch the basketball away like a ghost when the Dream Team players are not paying attention, and then quickly launch a counterattack and score easily.

Under the threat of Nash's elusive and unpredictable passes, the Dream Team lost points again and again.

Nash's pass is like an arrow in the dark, which is hard to defend against.

The score gradually widened, and the constantly changing numbers were like a ruthless judgment.

40 to 54.

42 to 58.

44 to 62.

The huge score disparity made the audience worry about the Dream Team, and the atmosphere in the entire stadium became extremely depressing.

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In the audience.

The originally lively and noisy atmosphere has long disappeared, replaced by a depressing and dull atmosphere.

"Is there no way out? Even if we gather the strength of the entire Generation of Miracles, we can't win?"

A young fan frowned, his face full of confusion and worry.

There was a hint of despair in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe the cruel reality before him.

When the people around heard his words, they fell into deep thought, and everyone felt heavy in their hearts.

"Oh God! Please make a miracle happen soon!"

One audience member clasped his hands together, closed his eyes tightly, and prayed with his lips trembling slightly.

His worried face was filled with desire for victory.

"We're already 18 points behind. If we continue like this, we're going to lose."

A fan wearing glasses looked at the scoreboard and spoke in a low and hoarse voice.

His eyes were full of helplessness, and the cheering stick he was holding tightly in his hand hung limply beside him.

Every change in the score was like a heavy blow to his heart, making him feel extremely painful.

"Are we really going to be humiliated by the Americans?"

A passionate young man clenched his fists, with flames of anger burning in his eyes.

His eyes were full of unwillingness, and his national pride was deeply hurt at this moment.

He couldn't accept the situation where his country's team was suppressed like this at home. It was like an unbearable humiliation to him.

The audience began to pray silently. They lowered their heads silently and made wishes to various gods in their hearts.

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