NBA villain

Chapter 14 Yang Di's Strength

Exchange shop?

Yang Di studies the system when he has nothing to do. So far, the big modules he can see or unlock are physical attributes, basketball skill attributes and tasks. As for the next three modules such as template training ground, villain value exchange office and energy redemption field , Yang Di also touched it, but there was no response.

Is the exchange store the villain value exchange office?

Yang Di completed a lot of missions, but there were not many missions with villain value rewards in the missions. The first time he escaped from Middletown, the second time was the street talent mission on the street court, and there was no villain in the mission after that. Worth the reward, until today once again standing on the street court, facing the Falcons who are united.

Yang Di had a little understanding in his heart, probably because of the attributes of the task.

"A villain." He muttered to himself, but his eyes lit up in vain. Anyway, if there is an exchange shop opened, his strength should increase faster, and maybe there will be something even more magical Things are really exciting.

And defeating the Falcons has also become a goal that Yang Di must achieve, his eyes are blazing.

The amateur middle-aged man came to the middle, holding a pitch-black whistle in his mouth. He looked not very clean. Yang Di stood in the middle circle, and the Falcon's center forward also stood up. He was about two meters tall. Black people have an inverted triangle figure that is common among black people, and the tendons on the shoulders and arms are very obvious.

"Hey, yellow-skinned monkey, don't you dare to play inside without Yao Ming's height?"

At this time, Yao Ming had a small reputation in the NBA. Although he had just completed the first month of his career, he played many wonderful games.Especially not long ago in the game against the Mavericks, Yao Ming scored a large double-double of 30 points and 16 rebounds, which directly detonated the entire American basketball world.And at halftime of that game, Barkley kissed the ass of a donkey in the studio, performing one of the funniest scenes in NBA history.

But so far, Yao Ming's amazing height is his height, which is beyond the average height of a basketball player.The black man said this to Yang Di here, with contempt and provocation beyond words.

Yang Di was very angry, but there was no way to accuse him of racism here, so he gritted his teeth and said back: "It's fine to be taller than you, black-skinned pig."

"What did you say?" The black man exploded at once, staring at Yang Di with bloodthirsty eyes, and leaned against Yang Di face to face.

"I'll say what you say!" Yang Di was like an angry Tyrannosaurus rex, with the same veins throbbing in his head, clenched his fists, and had the urge to fight without saying a word.

The middle-aged referee hurriedly stepped between the two, sweating profusely, "Calm down, calm down, impulsiveness is the devil."

Then everyone rushed over to dissuade the two who seemed to be fighting, and everyone in the Firefox team looked at the Falcon center with a fairly good physique with strange eyes, guessing in their hearts that if this guy really got into a fight with Dick Young , able to withstand a few heavy punches from Dick Yang.

"Hey, what kind of eyes are you looking at!" The black center felt belittled and furious.

After talking about it, under the persuasion of Captain Falcon, the carbon-headed center finally calmed down, and vowed to give Yang Di a good look on the basketball court.

Everyone is ready to kick off.

Yang Di and the black center crossed their legs sideways and jammed each other, one yellow and one black arms wrestled with each other, and the eyes of the two men erupted into each other with murderous aura as sharp as a blade.

The middle-aged referee sighed, rested his forehead, and quickly blew the whistle to throw the ball up.

"Drink!"

Yang Di and the black center yelled at the same time, and they jumped up in no particular order.

Although the black man is not as tall as Yang Di, his bounce is much better than Yang Di's. After jumping up, his rising speed is obviously faster than Yang Di's.

What's more, the referee's throwing area is not particularly standardized. The basketball is biased towards the black side, and he was the first to touch it.

Falcons Jump Ball Victory!
The two fell to the ground, and the black man's face was full of sarcasm: "How dare you come to play basketball with this little jumping ability? Are you sure you are not here to be funny?"

"Why don't you jump to the sky so high?" Yang Di sarcastically retreated to defend without looking back.

In fact, after the catch game started, they didn't have many opportunities to perform as insiders. The "four possessions" on the outside line waited in turn to perform fancy dribbling skills, and rarely thought of passing the ball to the insiders.

So Yang Di and this guy are facing each other, and they seem to be busy with each other, but they are actually doing useless work.

After the captain of the Falcon outside shook away Captain Firefox, he didn't make a move when he had room to make a move. After turning back and forth in the spinning top, he made a move with a sense of leaning back.

"Clang!" The basketball bounced high.

"My backboard, go away!" Yang Di roared, seeing the backboard was like seeing three thousand dollars, like a savage monster, bursting out with all its strength in an instant, squeezing away the black center who was not against him.

"Fuck, how is that possible!"

The black center seemed to have seen a ghost, and was squeezed out of the most powerful position. He felt that this yellow man seemed to be different from the yellow men he had seen before, not only had a strong temper, but also had terrifying strength.

Yang Di easily jumped up, the jump was not high, but he protected the rebound.

"Good board!" Everyone in the Firefox team gave a thumbs up in their hearts.

Yang Di passed the ball to Captain Firefox, and then walked forward in three steps. After halftime, he went directly to the restricted area of ​​the Falcons' half.

Baker had just eaten the falsification of the Falcon captain, and this time he dribbled the ball by himself, determined to save face.

This is very common in street courts. Baker's shoulders shook irregularly like a convulsion, and then he took a step with his left foot, and the left hand that controlled the ball was pulled back behind him, and he changed direction and broke through to the right.

"Beautiful!" Yang Di was speechless in admiration of the ball-handling ability of these street basketball players. Anyway, it is impossible for him to make such a move.

Baker's center of gravity was very low. After dribbling behind his back, he changed his direction and took two steps to the right. Then he dribbled the ball under his crotch and stopped suddenly. His body was like stepping on the accelerator of a high-speed car, and he suddenly stopped.Captain Falcon, who was defending him, couldn't control his center of gravity at all, and his steps were chaotic.

Baker shot on the spot. After the basketball crossed the rules, it also hit the basket and missed.

The biggest difference between street court players and professional players lies in their shooting percentage. Leaving aside tactical qualities, professional players generally have a stable shooting percentage even under very high-intensity defense. Streetball players basically have little difference in whether they defend or not, because they are all very poor.

Yang Di had expected that, although he was stuck in the main position by the black center, he turned around and moved flexibly.

It happened that the rebound bounced to the left, and Yang Di and the black center jumped up at the same time, their fingers hit the basketball before the black center, and lightly lifted it to the sky.

Yang Di turned around again, jumped lightly to grab the basketball, and unceremoniously made a big stride, jumping to the front of the basket.

"Oops!" The black center complained badly when he was kicked off the first rebound. Before he was ready, Yang Di had nimbly sprinted to his side.

drink!

Yang Di yelled and raised the basketball with one hand. His long arms looked particularly strong and powerful under the incandescent light of the court, like a giant dragon catching its prey.

Yang Di rose to the highest point, grabbed the basketball with his wrist and slammed it down!
"boom!"

The basketball was firmly pushed into the basket by Yang Di. His legs were spread apart, his body was hanging on the basket and shaking, and the entire basketball stand made a "squeaky" sound, overwhelmed.

The black center under the basket was disheveled and his face was burning hot. The surrounding crowd exclaimed for a while, and then there were half shouts and half boos.

"Good job, Dick Young!" The Firefox player came over and gave Yang Di a high five.

Yang Di chuckled, and when he retreated, he glanced at the stack of dollars under the scoreboard without any trace.

A Falcons player about 1 meters made a beautiful change in front of his body, shook the Firefox player and rushed into the inside line.

The wind whistled past his ears, and the posture of holding up the basketball for a layup was like an elegant knight. The player squinted his eyes, enjoying the process of flying.

"Looking for death!" A black shadow suddenly enveloped him.

Yang Di was condescending, like a beast staring at its prey suddenly attacked, covering the sky with his big hands, and slapped the basketball exposed in his sight.

"This is my territory!" Yang Di shrugged and turned to attack.

The flying basketball hit the backboard and bounced back, and was picked up by the Firefox team. Yang Di made a fast break after saying a word on the scene, and ran all the way from the sideline like a heavy truck, scaring the fans on the sidelines of the court.

Firefox looked at the right timing and threw the ball into the sky.

Yang Di jumped high, caught the basketball near the basket, glided a short distance, and dunked it!
"Bang!"

The palms of both hands hit the iron basket, and the skin was painful. Yang Di leaned forward due to inertia, and hung on the frame, watching the stiff-faced Falcon defender under the basket, full of murderous intent.

"Bastard, it's just luck, I can complete the alley-oop dunk!" The black center was angrily, and the sound of gasping around was even more harsh in his ears.

At the same time, a slender and beautiful figure quietly appeared outside the wire court, surrounded by the nearby spectators who came to stop because of the shouting.

(End of this chapter)