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Chapter 5 Sparring
The temperature in Philadelphia in March averages 3 degrees during the day and 11 degree at night.

In such a cold weather, the temperature can even be described as cold, Yang Ze is also sweating.

It took him three and a half hours on Friday afternoon to complete Colin's 3-shot goal.

That includes 300 three-pointers, 300 free throws and 400 spot-ups.

A real shooter should have no dead ends on the court. Colin always sets high standards for Yang Ze.

In fact, Yang Ze was not the only one who was tired. Colin, with his old arms and legs, was also tired. Although picking up the ball was easy, it was also exhausting.

After entering the physical training, Colin was a little more relaxed. He was responsible for sitting on the sidelines, holding a stopwatch to time, and letting Yang Ze perform the [-]-meter sprint and the return run to the bottom line.

"Faster, faster"

"Move, move, sprint as fast as you can."

"Ah~ what's going on, it's 0.5 seconds slower than last time, continue!"

Ze Yang was sweating profusely, and Colin Blair kept shouting with a stopwatch.

As a result, the more he ran, the worse Yang Ze's performance was. Explosive speed is not the specialty of Orientals. Coupled with the exhaustion of physical strength, Yang Ze was also powerless.

The sun has slowly set, and Yang Ze is still running on the field. This time, he is running while dribbling the ball, similar to a fast break, and layup in one stop.

When night fell completely, Colin finally packed up his things and told Yang Ze to stop.

Although some of Yang Ze's basic conditions did not meet Colin's expectations, after the high-intensity training throughout the afternoon, Yang Ze never took the initiative to ask for a rest, let alone shouted that he was tired once, nor said he would give up.

This makes Colin very satisfied. If Yang Ze is a 3-minute hot person who can't bear the high-intensity training and wants to give up, Colin probably will do what he wants.

Poor skills can be practiced, even if the physical fitness is poor, it can be strengthened through training and other methods, but once the will collapses, how much chicken soup will be needed to restore it.

Colin regained his kind face, and said with a smile on his face, "Tomorrow is the weekend, at seven o'clock in the morning, I hope you will arrive accurately."

"OK, I will be there on time, thank you, Mr. Colin Blair, for your hard work." Yang Ze said, bowing to express his thanks to Colin. It is also appropriate to express gratitude.

"I just like how polite you Chinese are."

Going back at night, Yang Ze didn't take a taxi, but chose to run back, and seized all the time to exercise his body and skills.

When eating, I found that the appetite has skyrocketed.

After washing up, he lay on the bed and fell asleep immediately.

When I woke up in the morning, it was still dark, and I slept so comfortably.

After stretching, I realized that there were soreness in several places on my body, thighs, calves, and arms.

This didn't stop Yang Ze from waking up. After washing up, he ate breakfast and drank a glass of milk before running to Ke Lin's training ground.

The agreed time with Colin was seven o'clock in the morning, and Yang Ze's departure time was five ten.

"Hey, I still don't have the perseverance to chat."

Yang Ze shook his head, sighed with emotion, and ran to the training ground.

Running at his speed, he can reach Colin's house in about 40 minutes. Before starting training with Colin, he still has an hour for extra training.

After arriving at the stadium, Yang Ze began to practice the ball control. He moved a few small stools from the rest area next to him and placed them on the court as obstacles.

Yang Ze regarded them as the defenders of the court, and kept dribbling around them.

Why doesn't a guy do shoot drills?
When you are alone, you still need to pick up the basketball you shot, which not only wastes time but also consumes energy. It is better to wait for Colin to come to practice shooting.

Reasonable use of time can also improve efficiency. If Yang Ze chooses to shoot, he may not shoot [-] shots in an hour.

His ball-handling skills can only be said to be average, which is average among amateur players. If he wants to enter the NBA to face those long-handed monsters, there are too many things that need to be polished.

Before Colin arrived, Yang Ze took a break and turned on his system by the way.

After yesterday afternoon's training, good guy, the value didn't move at all.

But this is also normal, if one afternoon of training can increase the value, then Yang Ze's progress will be visible to the naked eye.

"Yang, you came early, I can hear you dribbling at home."

Colin smiled and said as he walked, he was accompanied by a young man, about 27 or 28 years old, about 183 in height, thin, and looked a bit like Colin's wife Moya.

"It's not that exaggerated, Colin." Yang Ze also responded with a smile.

Colin pointed to the young man beside him, and said, "This is my son, Zig Blair, today happens to be the weekend, let him train with you."

"Hello, Zig, nice to meet you."

Ze Yang took the initiative to extend his hand, and Zig also extended his hand to shake hands with Ze Yang.

He heard from Moya yesterday that their son is called Zig, who works in a software company, and his daughter is called Dana.

Ziger said: "My father once wanted me to become a professional athlete, but in a game in high school, I was injured and my left knee meniscus was removed. It is almost impossible to play professionally. Since then , I rarely play basketball anymore.”

This made Yang Ze think of Dwyane Wade, who claimed to have given the league a knee meniscus, but the league owed him an MVP.

Not everyone is as unaffected as The Flash.

Zig said these things as soon as he came, just to tell Yang Ze about the obsession in his father's heart.

Not only did his students fail to enter the NBA, even his son gave up basketball due to injuries.

Seeing Yang Ze nodding his head half-understanding, Zig said, "Actually, father."

Colin interrupted Zig and said, "Okay, Zig, let's start training with Yang."

Zig didn't continue talking, let Yang Ze start to practice shooting, and he was responsible for picking up the ball.

Colin couldn't run by himself, so he asked his son to be his caddy.

But this moved Yang Ze quite a bit. He gave up his weekend break to pick up the ball for himself.

Who is this family?

Colin trained him unconditionally, even though it was his own dream, Moya treated him very kindly, and now there is another caddy, Zig.

How fortunate to have the help of a noble person, let alone the help of a family, how could Yang Ze not be moved.

So during training, Yang Ze was extremely serious.

After two hours of shooting practice and a short rest, Colin signaled Yang Ze and Zig to play two goals.

Zig hasn't played much basketball these years because of work, and his level is still at the high school level. After Yang Ze played a few balls with him, he didn't feel too much pressure.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Colin made a pause gesture, and continued: "What I want to see is not which of you can score goals, but a physical confrontation between you."

Fight him physically?
Colin, are you sure?

Aren't you afraid to knock your son into the air?
Zig is thinner and not as tall as Yang Ze. From Yang Ze's point of view, Zig may not be his opponent in a strength confrontation.

Come to say it, Yang Ze will be the main attacker, and Ziger will be responsible for the defense.

The physical confrontation between the two was just as Yang Ze expected, and Zig couldn't stand it.Afraid of hurting him, Yang Ze also restrained himself.

"Yang, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid of knocking him into the air?"

"You treat him as your opponent, you treat him as Kobe Bryant, you treat him as Vince Carter, how do you break through his defense."

After Colin yelled, both Yang Ze and Zig became serious.

But soon, Zige was knocked to the ground by Yang Ze, who immediately pulled him up and asked if he was injured.

Zigege, like his father, was smiling all the time. Yang Ze was relieved that he was not injured.

Colin asked Zig to go back not because he was ashamed, but because he was no longer needed for the next training.

It is indeed difficult for him to let Ziglai fight Yang Ze physically.

"Train for a while, and I'll take you to actual combat."

Blind training is very boring. Except for speed and shooting percentage, which can be reflected in numbers, the progress or shortcomings in other aspects cannot be reflected intuitively, so actual combat is also necessary.

"The premise is that you have to get through this month first."

Yang Ze also knows that if he goes to actual combat now, he will only be abused and his self-confidence will be damaged, so Colin's arrangement is very reasonable.

After Zige left, Yang Ze started physical training.

(End of this chapter)