i play basketball with kung fu

Chapter 75 When James is a guinea pig

Chapter 75 When James is a guinea pig
"How is it, it's done again, haven't you seen it yet?" Ling Bo asked.

James shook his head and said, "You're going so fast, I think you can only see it through the slow motion of the camera."

Ling Bo frowned. According to the naked eyes of ordinary people, it was really difficult to see his movements clearly, and in the arena, no one would keep staring at his hands.

James' words reminded Ling Bo that he had forgotten that there is something called a camera in this era.

If a team gets the video of the game, they can indeed see his movements clearly through the slow-motion lens, and if they are thoroughly studied by then, isn't it a waste of practice?
However, Ling Bo understands one sentence, too many skills do not overwhelm him, he has mastered a lot of martial arts in his previous life, combining martial arts of various sects, some of them restrain each other and others have been thoroughly studied.

Whether it is martial arts or basketball skills, a word change is needed, but it is too early to talk about the change, and the combination of Tan Yunshou and basketball has not yet been achieved.

Ling Bo said to James: "I will attack, and you will defend, focusing on my layup."

James said: "Well, I will do whatever you ask me to do, remember to give me a few beautiful passes on the court."

Ling Bo made an OK gesture, and then began to dribble for a layup.

James knows that Limbo's swaying is powerful, so he hardly defends when he dribbles, and just waits for Limbo to come to the layup.

Ling Bo regards James as an inside player, and now he has a lot of experience in using dribblers, and he is still sure to pass ordinary defensive players.

The two under the basket took off at the same time, Lingbo Tanyun held the basketball in his hand, injected internal strength, and the basketball flew in a straight line.

He made a mistake, used up a point of internal strength, and under James' block, he lost his sense of proportion, and only then did the beginner's straight-line pick appear.

"You don't need to defend this layup."

What James said almost made Ling Bo spit out a mouthful of old blood, brother, I made a mistake, okay?

If you don't use the Cloud Explorer, Ling Bo can easily score the ball, but he just wants to keep improving, and he can also reduce the chance of blocking shots when encountering big defensive players like Garnett and Yao Ming.

"Come again." Ling Bo said.

James said: "See what tricks you can play."

Once again Lingbo rushed inside, James covered the sky with his big hand, Lingbo changed hands in the air, Tanyun lightly tapped his hand, the basketball just crossed the top edge of the rim and got into the net like a high jumper.

"Oh, yes, I can see this." James said with a smile as if he had discovered a new world: "You use the power of your fingertips to change the original upward direction of the basketball, and let me predict the location of the block. "

Ling Bo smiled and said, "That's right, the Iceman George Gervin's fingers are somewhat similar."

James tried several layups under the basket, trying to use the strength of his fingertips, but the basketball did not listen to control and ran around.

Most players use their wrists and palms to try to let the basketball fall into the basket when laying up and shooting. It is really difficult for such fingers to control the direction of movement of the basketball.

"Why can't I do it?" James asked suspiciously.

Ling Bo smiled, if you succeed so easily, I don't need to be called a little genius.

"This requires extreme control. To be honest, my current success rate is very low. Even without defense, it is difficult to do it."

James pursed his lips and said, "How did you figure out these weird skills?"

Ling Bo said: "I want to have my own kind of basketball skills. You can see Kobe's back, McGrady's pull-up jumper, Iverson's dribble change, Carter's dunk, and Manu Ginobili's snake. Breakthrough, I also want to be like them, fans will think of me when they see a certain action."

James said: "Yeah, this is very interesting, I want to do it too, I should think about my actions when I go back."

Ling Bo said: "At this stage, you should develop a variety of offensive skills, otherwise you will be easily targeted in the game. You are one of the core of the Cavaliers. If you are locked, the game will be very difficult."

"After you develop a solid long-range shot, you should focus on strengthening your physical fitness, just like you did in high school. Your charge is like a bulldozer, unstoppable, and then you have a heavy dunk. Isn't it beautiful?"

James said, "Ling, what you said makes sense."

Ling Bo continued: "Besides, now that you have a signature move, fans can immediately think of you."

James smiled, knowing that Limbo was referring to the chalk that he had been throwing since high school.

Ling Bo asked: "Come again?"

James threw the basketball in his hand to Ling Bo, clapped his palms and said, "I'm happy to accompany you."

James and Ling Bo have been training like this until the afternoon. Under James' defense, it is still difficult to control Tan Yun's layup.

There was no match that day. At 5 pm, the two ended their confrontation and sat back to back on the floor when Ling Bo's cell phone rang again.

Walking over to pick up the phone, it was Ling Feng who called again. During the conversation, Ling Feng's words were vague, Ling Bo had no choice but to bite the bullet and let Ling Feng's various accusations.

According to the original owner Ling Bo's memory, combined with Ling Feng's slurred speech, he knew without thinking that this so-called father was drinking with clients until dawn again.

Jet lag exists, Cleveland is five o'clock in the afternoon, and the motherland on the other side of the ocean has just dawned.

Ling Bo sighed and continued to sit behind James.

LeBron James noticed the change in Ling Bo's mood and asked, "What's the matter, Ling, is there anything troubling you?"

James turned his head, saw Ling Bo nodding, and jokingly said, "Is there anything unhappy about it, it makes me happy, it's rare to see you deflated."

Ling Bo didn't fight with James and said, "It's my father. He doesn't allow me to enter the NBA or play basketball. He wants me to go back to China to do business."

"I think you know me. I like basketball. I worked hard for him. I didn't think about doing business at all."

James said: "You should communicate patiently with your father."

"Yes, LeBron, I have communicated with him, but he can't understand me, and I can't understand his thoughts. Maybe in China, many parents have the same idea."

Ling Bo complained to James for a while, expressing all the troubles in his heart, and it was easier to vent.

After Ling Bo finished venting, James put his head in his hands, lay down on the floor, and said leisurely, "I really envy you for having a father who cares about you. I don't even know what my father looks like."

Ling Bo did the same thing and lay down and said: "We are almost the same, you have a mother who takes care of you, but I don't."

"Fortunately, I know many brothers, such as you, such as Xia Liu, you are all a very important part of my life."

James said: "Okay, don't be nasty, we should go to dinner."

Ling Bo got up from the ground and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to taste Chinese food."

(End of this chapter)

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