Under circumstances where early double teaming and zone defense aren't possible, this kind of mid-range shooting is unbeatable. Jordan could tell that Ah Gan had already entered a state of unbridled flow.
"This son of a bitch... his innate conditions are too good—stamina, height, wingspan, strength foundation... damn it, losing to him seems perfectly normal."
Jordan watched while he complained, fully recognizing Gan Guoyang's capabilities.
He believed that in tonight's game, he couldn't play like this himself; he might be able to go all out and score 50 points.
But at 35, in an away game, against the Spurs, in Texas, scoring 74 points? It's unimaginable, an achievement beyond human capability.
After watching each of Gan Guoyang's scores, Jordan couldn't resist picking up the phone and dialing Gan Guoyang's number.
