nba championship predators

Chapter 61 Teaching Artest

Jeff Van Gundy didn't stop Rasheed Wallace from leaving the arena.

Poor kid, even Van Gundy thinks what he's just been through is a little too miserable.

The bullfight between Zhao Ke and Rasheed Wallace had a lot of side effects. In addition to embarrassing Rasheed Wallace away on the spot, it also seriously affected the normal training of the other seven strong men who were in charge of eating melons!
Especially Gerald Wallace and Chris Anderson, two cute rookies, guarding Zhao Ke from left to right, trying to get a little light from Zhao Ke, trying to make themselves stronger quickly.

Chauncey Billups stated his attitude very simply: Warmly welcome the arrival of the Great Demon King Zhao Ke!
What a wonderful thing to have in the backcourt with a shooting guard who is so unstoppable offensively and so hopeless defensively!As for the boss of the team, that is the business of Rasheed, Ben, and Zhao Ke, and it is not Billups' turn to worry about it.In the end, whoever is tougher will be the boss, isn't it good?

Corey Maggette and Kurt Thomas, who didn't talk too much, still had good eyesight and muscle. They followed Billups' footsteps and bowed to the top of the mountain very simply.

Ben Wallace looked at Zhao Ke with great interest, as if he was considering designing a more avant-garde hairstyle for him.He didn't express his opinion, and Zhao Ke didn't take the initiative to provoke him.

However, Ron Artest couldn't wait to jump out.

Sometimes very he is a bit dick, and some can't tell the difference between good and bad.

A month earlier, Artest had just broken two of Jordan's ribs in the Bulls' secret training camp because Jordan laughed at him.You know, this is a secret training camp specially prepared for "His Majesty the Flying Man". How many stars still couldn't get in through the back door through their connections. As a result, he sent "His Majesty the Flying Man" to the hospital not long after the camp opened.

Originally, Artest was quite happy about being traded to the New York Knicks.

Artest was born in Queens, New York, USA. He was very famous in high school and won the nickname "True Warrior". In the year of graduation, he led the team to an impressive record of 27 wins and 0 losses.

In the 1999 draft, Artest dreamed of going to the Knicks, but of course the Knicks general manager Ed Tapscott was completely blind. He skipped Artest with the 15th pick and selected the injured French player Frederick Weiss (this person has never landed in the NBA), so Artest was picked up by the Bulls with the 16th pick.

Artest started the Bulls in the post-Jordan era, averaging 12 points per game. This time he can return to his hometown to play, and he vowed to become an All-Star.

But this Zhao guest made Artest very upset, he came directly to provoke Rasheed Wallace, and even beat him up, without the consent of "Lord Ron"!

So, anger rose from the heart, and evil came to the gut: "Hey, boy, let's play a few balls too, dare you?"

"Ron, Zhao Ke's wrist is injured, it's not suitable for today."

Jeff Van Gundy, who appeared in time, stopped Artest reasonably, and Zhao Ke secretly gave him a thumbs up in his heart.

The team doctor who was hurriedly dragged by Tom Thibodeau stepped forward to do a detailed examination on Zhao Ke's wrist that looked a little red and swollen.

So Jeff Van Gundy hurriedly ended today's training, drove away the players who were going to mix up some nutritious meals, and pulled Tom Thibodeau into the office.

This Zhao guest looks a bit perverted, how to use it well is a complicated subject.Two workaholics in a drab office: don't go, fight till dawn!

Zhao Ke rested for three days and slept until he woke up naturally.

On the fourth day, Zhao Ke wandered slowly into Madison Square Garden.

As soon as he entered the door, Artest, who hadn't seen him for three days, rushed over at the speed of light, "Zhao Ke, why don't you come to train? Are you avoiding me? Are you afraid?"

Zhao Ke didn't bother to talk to the sophomore boy, he waved to Rasheed Wallace.

Rasheed Wallace, who was going to pretend not to see it, smiled awkwardly and walked over.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Rasheed Wallace said in a low voice.

"You said the other day that there was one more competition?" Zhao Ke deliberately teased him.

"No, you must have heard it wrong." Rasheed Wallace immediately denied, joking, this kind of evil, weird and terrifying bullfight, one time is enough!
"Boy, did you hear me!" Artest yelled in Zhao Ke's ear.

"Ron, I accept your challenge, how many shots?" Zhao Ke turned around and said as he walked towards the basket.

"Five! Same as Rasheed!" This bastard really couldn't speak.

But Rasheed Wallace didn't have the same knowledge as him. He gave Artest a sympathetic look, and immediately went to the sidelines to sit down, looking like he was watching a good show.

Zhao Ke attacked first, but this time he didn't give in. He pointed to a place one step outside the three-point line at the top of the arc and said:
"I'm going to shoot a three-pointer here. You have to pay attention. I won't draw a foul this time. I will use a step-back jumper."

The clearer Zhao Ke described, the more Rasheed Wallace felt the hair stand on end and the scene reappeared.

Artest clung to Zhao Ke and quickly interfered with his hands, but Zhao Ke ignored him, and lightly bumped into Artest's chest, took advantage of the momentum to retreat, and jumped back, with an 80% hit rate bonus.

Artest took a step slower, watching helplessly as the basketball left Zhao Ke's fingertips, streaked across a long rainbow, and got into the net pocket.

"You are too slow. You must keep up with the defensive step-back jumper. For the second ball, I will use a back-turning jumper. Pay attention, I have great strength!"

Artest didn't care, and his strength was great.

Zhao Ke leaned on Artest with his back, dribbled the ball unhurriedly, and suddenly pushed back, Artest staggered and almost fell.

When he stabilized, Zhao Ke had already completed the back-and-back jumper plus a 70% hit rate bonus.

The ball scored, Zhao Ke continued to attack, he walked to the center line with the ball in his arms, "I'll take a shot here, try to interfere with me as much as possible."

This time Artest was close to Zhao Ke and put his arm on Zhao Ke's shoulder.

This is already considered a foul, but Zhao Ke didn't stop, and threw the ball directly from Artest's armpit, with a 90% hit rate bonus.

Artest looked angrily at the basketball that was hollowed into the net, can this also go in?

"I'm going to make it more difficult." Zhao Ke stood on the opposite basket, and Artest was hanging on him with a red face. This guy was completely shameless.

Zhao Ke took Artest to take off and pushed the ball hard, with a 100% hit rate bonus.

The basketball goes across the court and then hits the board.

(End of this chapter)