pinnacle of basketball

Chapter 22 Answer Sheet
He's always a little old, but Fang Tianzheng didn't intend to be killed by Mu Chenfeng as soon as he came up. Judging from his defensive posture, he is not as bad as he looks on the surface. His defensive posture is decent, and he is worthy of his status as a former professional player.

With nimble footwork, Mu Chenfeng began to test at the beginning. Fang Tianzheng was not confused by several fake moves on his footsteps. His eyes were always on the basketball. As long as the basketball was still within his control, those useless tentative steps could be ignored.

"It's useless?" Mu Chenfeng's expression of surprise stood under Fang Tianzheng's motionless defense. There was nothing wrong with this series of operations, the movements were smooth, and even the range was much larger than before. If it were someone else who would have been passed by long ago, Fang Tianzheng didn't take a single shake.

The saying that people should not be judged by their appearance fits perfectly with Fang Tianzheng. Under his casual appearance, he has unfathomable basketball skills.

"The moves are quite beautiful." Fang Tianzheng still gave Mu Chenfeng a "very high" evaluation, but anyone with a little brain can hear his irony, "If you participate in fancy performances, you might win awards."

This was a great insult to Mu Chenfeng, so he accelerated his dribbling rhythm in order to complete the impact on the basket. Fang Tianzheng was really surprised by the sudden change of rhythm, and Mu Chenfeng flashed a gap. Such an opportunity could not be wasted, so Fang Tianzheng was passed by an accelerated surprise attack.

"The speed is really good." A voice of approval came from behind, "It's a pity."

Mu Chenfeng stopped his breakthrough, his hand was empty, where is the ball?

In Fang Tianzheng's hands.

"What a pair of fast hands." Mu Chenfeng's eyes were fixed on those big hands. As he got older, the speed disadvantage of his feet was unavoidable, but the speed of his hands still maintained a very high level. In addition, those hands were a bit ridiculously big, which made it easier for him to touch the ball when defending.

"The first ball." After successfully intercepting Mu Chenfeng's first attack, Fang Tianzheng started to play, the basketball was spinning steadily and rapidly at the tip of his index finger, and black patterns flashed before his eyes alternately.

How could Mu Chenfeng give up after being cut off so easily, he directly gave up the temptation for the second attack and adopted a straightforward attack method.

Fang Tianzheng: "That's right, don't fix those useless things."

Unexpectedly, Mu Chenfeng knew how to be flexible, and Fang Tianzheng was very satisfied with this.

A strong surprise thrust pushed Fang Tianzheng's center of gravity to a very rearward position, and then pulled the ball back to widen the distance between the two. This is Mu Chenfeng's usual technique, and it also achieved very good results this time, successfully getting rid of the defense.

"It's over." Everything was carried out according to the script written by Mu Chenfeng. The shot was open, and enough bounce was added just to be on the safe side, making his shot even more difficult to defend.

"I underestimated you." When Fang Tianzheng returned to his original position, the basketball had already been shot into the orbit and flew towards the basket.

Although it was already too late for the jump, Fang Tianzheng still made an interfering movement, but Mu Chenfeng's shot was really high, Fang Tianzheng didn't block it, and Mu Chenfeng was startled into a cold sweat at the same time, because the basketball passed by Fang Tianzheng's fingertips, fortunately he chose a jumper, if it was a normal shot, the ball would definitely be blocked.

Dang~ The basketball hit the edge of the basket and collapsed.

"How could it be?" There was no pressure when the ball was shot, the shot was standard, the bounce was sufficient, and all the conditions for scoring were met, and the trajectory was particularly positive. There was no reason not to score. As an excellent scorer, Mu Chenfeng had foreseen the result of the goal the moment the ball was released.

There can only be one reason why the goal that must be scored is not scored.

"Did you come across it?" Mu Chenfeng turned his head, expressionless.

"A little bit." Fang Tianzheng stretched out his right hand and hooked his middle finger, "Just right, I almost missed it."

Mu Chenfeng was completely stunned. It was a perfect jump shot, but it was still hit. What made him unbelievable was that Fang Tianzheng's timing was too precise.

"Don't be careless, brat." Fang Tianzheng leaned over to pick up the ball, and threw it back to Mu Chenfeng, "You only have 3 chances left." At the same time, he made a gesture of 3.

Mu Chenfeng didn't reply, but it's not difficult to see that his aura just now has weakened a lot. The failure to attack twice in a row can't be explained by mere coincidence. It's obviously the first time we met, but Fang Tianzheng seems to know Mu Chenfeng very well, and he can always easily defuse Mu Chenfeng's offensive one after another.

This feeling is quite bad. The last time this strong sense of oppression occurred was 5 years ago.

Being as strong as Mu Chenfeng is useless in front of the quasi-professional level. This is probably the gap between amateurs and professionals.

Fang Tianzheng: "I heard that your goal is the NBA?"

"Does it have something to do with you?" Mu Chenfeng replied coldly, as if he had heard an irrelevant trash talk, and didn't take it to heart.

"Don't be so fierce." Fang Tianzheng smiled, and said intensified, "If you want to play in the NBA, you are still far behind."

In the future, Mu Chenfeng doesn't need anyone's evaluation, and he won't allow others to evaluate him. He will go his own way.

"Don't hide it anymore." Fang Tianzheng's expression became sharp instantly, "Professional players in the future."

It is Mu Chenfeng's consistent style to keep his strength for the first few shots and do some testing, especially for an unfamiliar opponent like Fang Tianzheng. If he goes all out at the beginning, he will expose his strength to the opponent. Gradually and incrementally exert strength is the way to win.

Mu Chenfeng did have reservations, but he also understood that Fang Tianzheng hadn't given full play to his strength, both of them chose to test their opponents by coincidence, and both failed.

Now that both of them have seen each other's thoughts, there is no need to continue to hide.

It was Mu Chenfeng who showed his strength first. After a strong start, he followed up with a large frontal change of direction. The basketball quickly switched between his hands, making it difficult for the naked eye to keep up with its movement. Then Fang Tianzheng also responded to the same level of defense. He made a large change forward and kept his center of gravity stable, without giving Mu Chenfeng a chance to pass himself.

Through the previous two confrontations, Mu Chenfeng knew that Fang Tianzheng's defense of this level could be done by a child, so he was not surprised that he was blocked. Mu Chenfeng had to find another way when he changed direction. 4 stature differences.

"It's really hard to deal with." Mu Chenfeng couldn't help feeling emotional, the person in front of him was sticking to him like a tree bark, and this was the type that attackers hated the most.

"What do you do now?" Mu Chenfeng stopped the ball with both hands, and at the same time kicked his left foot hard on the ground, then took a big step back and directly stepped to the three-point line.

Get ready, take a step back and shoot! ! !

"?" At the same time as the shot, Mu Chenfeng was stunned, Fang Tianzheng stood still on the spot, which was very strange, normal defenders would follow closely to defend, even if they couldn't stop him, they would at least interfere, but Fang Tianzheng had no intention of chasing and defending at all.

Throw in the towel?So much the better!Mu Chenfeng was secretly happy.

"Little devil, you can't be distracted when you play." At the moment when Mu Chenfeng was in a daze, Fang Tianzheng strode forward, stretched out a dark hand from the side, and pulled out the ball.

Wo, c~ Mu Chenfeng almost swears the swear words that come to his mouth. How can this be the speed that a human can achieve? The distance between his kicking point and Fang Tianzheng is 2 meters instead of 1 meters.

Is this the reaction a 35-year-old should have?This reaction is not inferior to the young guy at all.

"Your intentions are too obvious." Fang Tianzheng pretended to be relaxed and said, "The protection of the ball is not enough. If you shoot this kind of ball 100 times, I will cut you 100 times."

This is indeed a bit exaggerated, but Mu Chenfeng really lacks the awareness of protecting the ball, Fang Tianzheng is not the only one who has mentioned this.

Mu Chenfeng did not have the upper hand in terms of speed, height, and reaction, and he only had the last two chances left. If he failed to score one goal in five offensive opportunities, it would be a shame.

At least one goal must be scored. Mu Chenfeng's goal has changed from "one goal is enough" to "one goal is enough."

However, things backfired. On the fourth attack, Mu Chenfeng chose to hit the basket directly, wanting to use the advantage of bouncing to draw an end to the game with a dunk, but just when the basketball was about to be sent into the basket by Mu Chenfeng with both hands, he was stopped by Fang Tianzheng's giant palm at the position closest to the basket.

The cap was tightly covered and knocked Mu Chenfeng to the ground. Fortunately, he protected himself when he landed and was not injured.

"It's okay." Fang Tianzheng extended his hand friendly.

"No need." Mu Chenfeng ignored the other party's kindness and stood up with his hands on the ground.

Fang Tianzheng had no choice but to withdraw his hand, "Have a personality."

"Again." Suffering this humiliation, Mu Chenfeng was usually out of temper, but his current performance was unexpectedly calm, and there was nothing he could do about it. After all, he had done everything he could, and he was facing an opponent who could stop even a slam dunk. He tried his best.

"Finally looking good." Fang Tianzheng admired the calmness shown by Mu Chenfeng very much. This is the basic quality that an excellent player should possess. With this calmness, Mu Chenfeng passed the initial test.

Mu Chenfeng, who no longer competed with himself or his opponent, hit an ordinary mid-range shot in the fifth attack.

5 out of 1 shots, this is the first answer sheet that Mu Chenfeng handed to Fang Tianzheng. The 20% hit rate is so pitiful that people can't bear to look directly at it. The only goal he hit was exactly the one Fang Tianzheng hoped for.

"Maybe you are really a professional player." Fang Tianzheng's words were very subtle, without any irresponsible and simple affirmation, nor did he directly and cruelly kill him, "But, not now."

(End of this chapter)