Don't call yourself The Flash anymore.

The Heat seemed completely overwhelmed, and LeBron James was also having an outstanding game.

On the offensive end, he had already scored 25 points. Considering he didn't play in the second quarter, this was a pretty impressive performance.

"LeBron hits a three-pointer, bringing his total to 25 points for the game. He's been consistently solid, and the Cleveland Cavaliers have caught the home team Heat off guard here at the American Airlines Arena."

"Now, let's see this next play. Larry Hughes with the steal—is he going to assist China Tang for another alley-oop?"

As soon as the commentator finished speaking, a loud *bang* echoed through the arena. Tang Long and Larry Hughes connected for another alley-oop dunk.

By now, the entire Cavaliers team knew that Tang Long, despite being young and from China, played with incredible confidence on the court.

As long as the passes thrown his way weren't completely off, Tang's elite athleticism allowed him to catch almost anything.

"Tang! Man, you're like a spring! Your athleticism is insane!"

Larry Hughes laughed as he looked at Tang, giving him a once-over. "Even though you and Yao are both ridiculously tall, Yao doesn't have your kind of jumping ability."

Tang chuckled in response. "Don't compare me to Yao. He's been my idol since I was a kid. We're just different types of players. When it comes to post moves and finesse, I can't hold a candle to him."

Larry Hughes nodded in agreement. Everyone knew how refined Yao Ming's low-post game was.

From his soft touch on hook shots to his dream shakes and turnaround jumpers, Yao's finesse in the paint was always top-notch.

As the Heat transitioned to offense, Dwyane Wade was furious. The Heat had been dominated all game, and as the team's leader, he knew he had to step up.

Besides, there wasn't much time left in the third quarter—only 1 minute and 6 seconds remained.

If the Heat went into the fourth quarter trailing by a large margin, it would be even harder to mount a comeback.

"Damn it, give me the ball! I'll lead us back!"

D-Wade wasn't one to back down. He received the ball from Jason Williams at the top of the key, ignored his defender Alexander, and pulled up for a jumper.

As soon as he released the shot, both the fans and Coach Pat Riley frowned.

In 2007, Wade wasn't known for his shooting.

Unlike Kobe, Carmelo, or Tracy McGrady, who were deadly shooters, Wade relied more on his driving ability. If defenders gave those three even a sliver of space, they'd pull up without hesitation and knock down shots with consistency.

Wade, on the other hand, was more of a slasher.

Seeing him take a contested jumper like this made the fans and coaching staff nervous.

"Damn it, Dwyane, are you crazy? You think that's going in?"

Coach Pat Riley was about to scold Wade, but the next second, he instinctively shut his mouth.

Because that contested three-pointer actually went in.

Was it a fluke?

That was the question on everyone's mind, though many fans erupted in cheers.

That three-pointer was crucial. With it, the Heat weren't trailing by as much.

"Oh my God! Dwyane is fired up! He just hit that shot over Alexander's tight defense."

"The Heat were down by nine, but now, thanks to this ridiculous three, they've cut the lead to six. The Heat still have a chance to come back!"

The commentator was hyped, and Wade, after hitting the clutch three, looked like he was about to jump onto the scorer's table to celebrate with the fans.

"Not bad, D-Wade. Even a shot like that can go in."

Tang Long smiled. As someone from the future, he knew that Wade wasn't a great shooter in this era.

It wasn't until the later stages of his career that Wade's shooting became more reliable.

But right now, he had just hit a three-pointer that rivaled the likes of Kobe and McGrady. You had to give him credit for that.

"Don't panic. We're still leading. Give me the ball—I'll organize the last play of this quarter!"

LeBron took charge, receiving the inbound pass and slowly bringing the ball up the court.

He glanced at the clock. The third quarter was about to end, and this was their last possession.

"LeBron is orchestrating the offense. There are only 11 seconds left in the quarter. Whether they score or not depends on LeBron's final play."

*Swish!*

Shortly after the commentator spoke, with seven seconds left, LeBron made his move from the top of the key.

Drew Gooden, once again showing great awareness, set a high screen for him. LeBron easily drove past his defender.

With three seconds left, LeBron pulled up for a fadeaway.

While his form wasn't the most graceful, the shot had a good arc, and Tang Long had a feeling it would go in.

*Swish!*

Just as Tang predicted, the shot with the perfect arc went straight through the net.

"Yes… LeBron steps up for the Cavaliers' final play of the quarter. A fadeaway from the right short corner, and it's nothing but net. The Cavaliers extend their lead!"

LeBron, excited after hitting the shot, high-fived his teammates in celebration.

With only 1.3 seconds left in the quarter, the Heat inbounded the ball to Wade, who launched a full-court heave, hoping for a miracle.

Unfortunately, the shot didn't go in.

The third quarter ended with the score at 78-70, the Cavaliers leading by eight.

With an eight-point lead, they headed into the fourth quarter!

At the start of the fourth, Coach Pat Riley switched up the strategy, giving Wade more opportunities to iso and drive to the basket while the rest of the team spread the floor.

This tactic was similar to how the Lakers used Kobe Bryant—spreading the floor and letting him go one-on-one.

If the defense recklessly double-teamed Kobe, he'd find the open man.

This style of play was the epitome of individual heroism. Whether the team won or lost depended entirely on the superstar's performance.

And D-Wade was still D-Wade. He successfully scored on back-to-back isolation plays against Alexander.

Both were jump shots, which made it harder for Tang Long to help on defense.

If Wade had driven to the rim for a dunk, Tang would've had a chance to stop him.

"I need to find a way to provoke Wade!"

Tang Long, always scheming, walked up to Wade during a break in the action and said, "Dwyane, I don't think you should call yourself 'The Flash' anymore."

Huh?

Wade was clearly caught off guard by Tang's words. He wiped the sweat off his forehead with his jersey and lazily replied, "Hey, kid, what are you talking about? If I don't call myself 'The Flash,' are you saying I should give the nickname to you?"

"Exactly. I think you should hand it over to me."

Tang Long completely threw Wade off with his response.

Wade: "..."

He was speechless, staring at Tang like he was looking at a madman.

Then Tang dropped the bombshell: "You don't even dare to drive to the basket anymore. How can you call yourself 'The Flash'?"

"Pfft!!"

Wade almost spat out blood in frustration.

*Don't dare to drive?*

*Kid, you're done for!*

Wade was visibly furious, his expression turning cold.

And that was exactly the reaction Tang wanted. By provoking Wade, he hoped to force him to drive to the basket. Only then would Tang have a chance to block his shots and complete the system's side quest.

He needed to record 7+ blocks tonight!

Once he did, he'd unlock the system's **[Heavenly Block]** skill!