This remark truly hit James right in the heart.
Not as good as Yu Fei at this stage? That's not shameful.
But not as good as Yu Fei in the same period? That would leave no excuses.
Facing the same defense, James no longer waited passively, but actively attacked, dribbling the ball forward against Sprewell's pressure.
The advantage of doing this was that he wouldn't get locked down in his own half like the last round, but the disadvantage was that it was hard to stop and more likely to draw an offensive foul.
With nothing on his mind but proving himself, James forcefully drove to the paint, tossing the ball towards the hoop under Sprewell's intense interference.
This scene undoubtedly bore the shadow of Dr. J, except, his control over the ball was far too lacking at the moment.
The basketball slid off the rim.
Yu Fei grabbed the rebound and launched a fast break.
The Cavaliers had multiple players hustling back, but none stood in Yu Fei's driving lane.