In the final quarter, neither Qin Yue nor Wade planned to rest.

With the cheers of the crowd, Wade's first two drives to the basket both bounced off the rim.

This was a sign that Wade's stamina had reached its limit.

However, on the return, Qin Yue's touch also cooled as his stamina waned.

On the court, his two forceful attempts were mercilessly "blocked" by the hoop.

Even though the slower pace of the game did indeed consume less of Qin Yue's stamina than usual, he too inevitably reached his stamina limit having not rested for a single minute tonight.

This was an excruciating period.

It made the on-site fans feel extremely oppressed while also testing the hearts of Warriors fans watching on TV.

Qin Yue was the first to break the deadlock for the Warriors.

With 7 minutes and 37 seconds left in the final quarter, he used the Flex tactic to run to the left free-throw line to catch the ball and sank a clean jump shot, scoring his 42nd point of the game.

This jump shot allowed Qin Yue to successfully catch up with Magic Johnson, tying the record for 42 points in a single finals game set by Johnson during his rookie season.

Meanwhile, Walker, who Riley had already given up on, scored five consecutive points for the Heat in the next two offensive possessions.

These five points made the home crowd's white wave surge again, but made Riley want to rush onto the court and kick Walker's ass.

It's all too late, Antoine.

If you could have found the aim earlier, the Heat wouldn't have fallen into such a predicament?

In the American Airlines Arena, Qin Yue's subsequent 44th and 46th points were like two heavy punches, hitting the chests of the Heat fans hard.

On this night, Qin Yue's final score stayed at 48 points.

It was a two-point pull-up jump shot on the dribble that saddened the on-site fans.

In this finals series, Qin Yue had pierced through the Heat's zone defense countless times in the same way, but compared to those earlier shots, this one was destined to be unforgettable for Heat fans.

Because the player who switched to defend Qin Yue at that time happened to be Wade, because this two-point pull-up jump shot sealed the victory for the Warriors.

Final score, 98 to 87.

As the clock hit zero, having played the entire game, Wade, who scored 39 points, grabbed 6 rebounds, contributed 4 assists, 2 steals, and 1 block on 13 of 27 shooting, 1 of 4 from three-point range, and 12 of 14 from the free-throw line, was already exhausted on the floor of the American Airlines Arena.

——an average of 34 points, 7 rebounds, 5 assists, 3 steals, and 0.5 blocks.

This was Wade's report card for this year's finals.

No matter how you look at it, Heat fans couldn't bear to blame the "Cheeky Hero" who collapsed on the floor after the fourth game, covering his face with his hands and sobbing.

The Los Angeles media thoughtfully selected a scapegoat for the Heat fans in advance.

The former number one center in the league, who didn't score in double figures in even one game of this year's finals, averaging only 6.5 points and 7 rebounds.

However, for Shaquille O'Neal, whose heart was already in unbearable pain, with stomach acid churning, and who felt like he was dying inside...

Does it even matter anymore who takes the blame?

Swept for the sixth time in his career, swept for the second time in the finals.

When the day of judgment came, as that false crown was shattered by Qin Yue's own hands, and when the former number one in the league lost his dignity... O'Neal's face was already gone.

To keep the roster, Pat Riley, who just signed O'Neal to a five-year, 100 million US Dollar contract last year, is now solely thinking about how to rid the Heat of O'Neal's salary burden as soon as possible in the next season.

And being swept 0-4 by the Warriors in the finals also left those championship puzzle pieces gathered to fulfill their dreams in a state of confusion and pain after the match, unsure of where their souls should go.

This feeling is not pleasant at all.

But on this night...

These championship pieces must endure this alone.

Because, apart from Heat fans, no one cares about this year's runner-up.

American Airlines Arena.

The white wave has receded, and the golden wave is rolling!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! You fucking did it and got us the championship! You damn bastard! Get away! Get away! All of you, move away! I must let this bastard truly feel what love is!"

On the court, as the final quarter clock hit zero, Baron Davis rushed towards Qin Yue at a speed he had never seen before.

And then...

Undoubtedly, this was the darkest moment of Qin Yue's life.

Unable to dodge in time and being directly tackled to the ground by Davis, after being arranged in the shape of a capital "X" by him and other teammates...

In short, this is an image that makes Qin Yue feel nauseated for several days each time he recalls it afterward.

"Get away! You fucking kissed him at least three times already! Let me have a turn!"

"Delicious! It's so damn delicious! Is this the taste of a championship? I have to get another taste!"

"Who dares to call us losers anymore? Listen up, Old Mike, I am now a legitimate championship player! And you, you're just the father of a championship player!"

Slowly climbing from the floor, looking at the group around him who have gone completely insane, to the extent of enacting a real-life "father-son love" large-scale drama...

There was a moment when Qin Yue even felt his vision starting to blur, and his ears felt deafened.

Until his heartbeat became faster and faster, and his blood surged throughout his body, until tears burst uncontrollably from his eyes, Qin Yue suddenly let out a roar!

This roar echoed into the dome, tearing clouds and splitting stones!

Perhaps this victory for the Warriors is unexpected this year, perhaps they are not perfect, and perhaps their path to the championship was full of drama... but, who dares say they are not destined?

In his rookie season, leading the Warriors from last season's 13 wins all the way to the peak, even though the league adhered to the basic law of regular season MVP this year and gave that damned trophy to Steve Nash, and even though Qin Yue acknowledges Nash's strength, he also wants to loudly ask...

Translate it, who the hell was the most outstanding player in the NBA this season?

Translate it again, who was the bastard who said he didn't deserve the evaluation Jovan Buha gave him?

The future is too far away, seize the moment. Now that Qin Yue has successfully seized the moment, he just wants to vent all the emotions in his chest that are beyond description!

Why should a rookie obediently level up before challenging for the championship after entering the league?

He is the legendary rookie who made full preparations in his college career and just wanted to make a name for himself in the NBA and have half the NBA tanking for him!

Why should he wait for that unpredictable, elusive future?

Since those old guys were not resilient this year, since his good brother Wade couldn't stop the sharp knife in his hands, now it deservedly belongs to him! And they deservedly lose!

In the American Airlines Arena, even though his shorts had no pockets, at this moment Qin Yue wanted to walk around the arena with the most swaggering gait and the most arrogant hands in his pockets!

That year, at twenty-one, Qin Yue stood before Tim Duncan as nothing more than a lackey!

This year, at twenty-two, with his hands in his pockets, he had no idea what a rival was!

"I am the best player in the NBA! Anyone dissatisfied, swallow it all!"

What bullshit number one power forward in the league, one of the most outstanding players in the NBA?

There's no comparison!

At this moment, Qin Yue is the number one in the NBA today, the flag of the post-Jordan era!

He is destiny, and destiny is him!

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