i play basketball with kung fu

Chapter 5
Back in the simple rental house, Ling Bo learned more about basketball while watching the game video.

"The TV is such a good thing, it can play things from a long time ago."

On the TV screen, NBA players were sweating and fighting hard for the victory of the game. They made explosive dunks, turned around in a smart way, and blocked shots with enthusiasm, which made Ling Bo yearn for it.

"I'm going to be a professional basketball player!"

After more than 700 years, Lingbo has his first wish, which is very difficult for a person who has no basketball foundation, let alone this is his first contact with it.

Ling Bo must recognize the status quo. His shooting relies on the support of internal strength. If he is on the playing field, in the muscle jungle of the NBA, he will consume too much and his shooting will become unstable.

Dribbling, passing the ball, even less so, it is no different from Ling Bo before, the dribble can fly and hit himself.

If you want to talk about your own advantages, it is still his martial arts. He can cultivate internal strength, and he can grasp power more accurately than ordinary people. Once the internal strength becomes strong, he can also practice lightness kung fu. Lingbo Weibu is tailor-made for him Once practiced, he can freely dribble the ball through the crowd, soar into the sky, and make a powerful slam dunk.

Thinking of this, Ling Bo couldn't help but get excited. Who would have thought that, after leaving the arena of happiness and enmity, in this life of feasting and debauchery, he would be attracted by an inflatable ball.

Kung fu plus basketball, Ling Bo is destined to take a different path.

"You must improve your internal strength as soon as possible."

Ling Bo is a person who doesn't procrastinate, who will do it when he has an idea, get rid of distracting thoughts, sit cross-legged, and work his mind.

For the next five or six days, Ling Bo spent the rest of his time on the court except for his normal class time. Anyway, there were not many basketball courts in Rice Country, and no one came to disturb him.

From the shooting training, Lingbo slowly began to try to dribble. Looking at the players' dribbling methods in the game video, Lingbo tried again and again and failed again and again, but he was still unable to bring the ball from the backcourt to the frontcourt. .

"Hey, I'm good for nothing but shooting."

Ling Bo laughed at himself, why is the basketball in other people's hands, as if it is glued to it, why does he feel that the basketball listens to the words of those players, and it will not go west if you want him to go east, while Ling Bo is just the opposite.

Ling Bo felt that it was not an option to always work behind closed doors like this, so he decided to go to the Georgetown University team and ask for professional advice.

The coach of the Georgetown University team may not have time to talk to him, but Limbo still wants to give it a try.

On May 2003, 5, Ling Bo used his spare time to come to the Georgetown University school team training ground, where the school team players were doing all kinds of training.The coach will arrange training subjects according to each person's shortcomings. For example, as a guard, Pesci's shooting is really a little watery, so he is practicing shooting, some practicing turning back and running, and some practicing footsteps under the basket.

Seeing this, Ling Bo was envious for a while, if only I had such systematic training.

Looking at Ling Bo in a daze, he suddenly felt something approaching quickly. This was a self-prevention awareness he had cultivated for a long time.He stretched out his hand subconsciously, blocking the "hidden weapon" that was approaching quickly.

What a big hidden weapon. If someone uses something as big as a basketball as a hidden weapon, then he must have some misunderstanding about hidden weapons.

In this case, think with your toes and know who did the good thing.

"Pacey, he actually blocked it, you lost." The teammates around Pesci joked, in their view, it was commonplace for Percy to tease Ling Bo, a common occurrence.

Seeing Ling Bo now, Pesci was furious, and said with a very disgusted expression: "Looking at how bad he is, it's just good luck."

"Give me the ball, you silly boy."

Ling Bo clapped the basketball in his hand and said, "As you wish."

A trace of internal force surged in the dantian, gathered the palms of the hands, wrapped the basketball, and flicked it with one hand, the basketball spun and flew towards Pesci.

Pesci didn't take it seriously, and stretched his hands forward, ready to catch the ball, but he didn't expect that the moment the basketball was touched, it seemed like a flame was burning.

This is the legendary basketball fire?
Pesci let go of the basketball subconsciously, but was still knocked down by the powerful impact.

Even his teammates couldn't help laughing. A school team player, who was considered a half-professional player in the United States, was knocked to the ground by a basketball waste.

"Do you need me to pull you up, player Percy?" Ling Bo bit the word "player" hard, making Percy's expression even more embarrassing.

Ling Bo's usual code of conduct is that people don't offend me, and I won't offend others. In the past, this kind of trick of stabbing people in the back would have been slapped to death by him.

Not wanting to ignore Pesci, Lingbo found Georgetown University head coach Glenn Bain, who was guiding the players in training.

Ling Bo said very modestly: "Coach Glenn, I'm a student of Georgetown University, can I ask you two questions?"

Glenn Bain looked back in surprise, then ignored Limbo.

Ling Bo said again: "Coach Glenn, I heard that you are very good at guiding players. I want to become a basketball player, and I would like to ask you how to conduct systematic training?"

Glenn Bain was still very patient with his players. He smiled and guided the players to complete the training. Then he turned his head and glared at Limbo, and said impatiently, "Where do you think I am? I don't care if a cat or a dog comes in to ask for advice." Want to teach him?"

"Even if you are a black player, I might give some pointers, but you Asians have no talent in basketball, and you are not suitable for basketball."

The face-changing speed is faster than that of Peking opera performers, which is unexpected by Ling Bo.

Ling Bo held back the unhappiness in his heart and said, "Coach Glenn, you can't generalize everything. Look at Yao Ming, isn't he playing very well in the NBA?"

Glenn Bain became more and more impatient, and said angrily, "Do I need you to reason with me? Get out, get out of my training ground."

Ling Bo lowered his head and smiled wryly, then nodded, and said in a stubborn tone: "Coach Glenn, a flower is just blooming, don't judge, let her grow up and bloom. It doesn't matter if you reject me today, but please remember, I, Ling Bo, will never give up easily, and I will never admit defeat."

Without waiting for Glenn to speak, he turned his head and left. Ling Bo thought about being rejected, but he didn't expect to be rejected because of his race and skin color. Individuals can be wronged. Ling Bo doesn't talk about ethnic matters. For the sake of the nation, he just wants to use his strength to tell Glenn, to those who underestimate and humiliate him, that he will never admit defeat, just like Yao Ming responded to Barkley's doubts with his strength, he believes he can do it.

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