pinnacle of basketball

Chapter 68 Welcome to America
This is not a simple warm-up. They have played against foreigners before, but they are not strong, they can only be said to be so-so. Today is different. These players are all genuine black players, and they are all very skilled.

If you lose face here, it's not just your own face. Of course, if you win, it will be a real shame.

Li Xiang stepped forward and explained a few words to the other party, then turned his head and gestured OK to the two of them.

"What's the origin of this person? He has quite a lot of face." Fu Di began to speculate about Li Xiang's identity. For a Chinese to speak with such weight in American land, this person is definitely not an ordinary person.

Li Xiang quickened his pace and hurriedly came to the two of them, "It's agreed, the next shoot will be for you two."

"What's your relationship with them?" Mu Chenfeng is still very cautious, it's better to ask about the situation before playing.

"Oh, I'm the owner of the restaurant next door, and they often eat at my place." Li Xiang explained, then pointed to a restaurant not far from the park, the beautiful light sign was particularly obvious, "That's the one, you two can come to eat if you have time, I'm pretty good at cooking."

"You two warm up first." Li Xiang said.

"No need, hit and beat as you like." Mu Chenfeng simply pulled his body a few times, while Fu Di Ze, who was next to him, was working hard, every joint in his body was hot, and he was sweating faintly before he played.

The first time I competed with a black player, it was inevitable that I would be a little excited. In addition, after sitting on a plane for 12 hours, my hands were already itchy.

I have known this kid named Fu Di for less than a day, and Mu Chenfeng still has reservations about his basketball level. However, judging from his performance, he is probably a half-baked player. There are quite a few players like this in China.

Mu Chenfeng has never pinned the victory of the competition on others, and this time is no exception.

The game adopts a 5vs5 full-court system, and the first team to score 30 points wins. This is the rule of the American field, which is different from that in China. However, the way to win is the same, as long as you score more goals than the opponent.

"You and I, there are only two people, and there are still three." Fu Di said.

"I've selected them for you." Li Xiang had already brought three black men to stand beside them, "They are all my friends, and they can form a team with you."

Fu Di sized up the three of them, and they were all ordinary people no matter how they looked at them. Compared with the opponent's players, they were simply too inferior, and no matter from any angle, these three people didn't seem to be able to play.

"Uncle, are you kidding me, are these three okay?" Fu Di asked.

"No problem." Li Xiang assured.

"That's it." Mu Chenfeng accepted the three teammates. In fact, Mu Chenfeng didn't care about the level of the teammates, he had already planned.

"Aren't you crazy? Teaming up with these three is a loss." Fu Di whispered to Mu Chenfeng, his tone a little impatient.

"Are there any other options?" Mu Chenfeng said coldly, and walked into the court.

"This..." Fu Di scanned around. He couldn't find a suitable teammate in a completely unfamiliar environment. In addition to his poor English, it was obviously impossible to find a teammate on the spot. In desperation, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.

The opposing team is composed of five black people. Judging from their cooperation just now, they should have been playing together for some time. Compared with the already formed team on the opposite side, Mu Chenfeng and Fu Di are a temporary team. become more difficult.

With the same number of people, five people and a team are two different things.

"Anyway, it's just a warm-up, winning or losing doesn't matter." Fu Di could only comfort himself in this way.

"No, since it's a competition, it's meaningless if you lose." Mu Chenfeng said firmly, he was born with a desire to win.

"You don't really think we have the possibility to win, do you?" Opposite them were five pure black players. If you pick any one at random, the arms are thicker than the thighs of the foundation, and the height is ridiculously tall. The shortest one is 190. Compared with them, Fu Di, who is 183 in height, is a dwarf.

"Win or lose, you will know after the competition." Mu Chenfeng walked towards the middle circle.

In order to win the first wave of offensive ball rights, Mu Chenfeng chose to jump the ball himself, and the players who jumped the ball with him were fully 2 meters tall.

"Short, I'll beat you to the ground." American trash talk is so blatant, the harsher the words, the better the effect.

"Give it a try if you have the ability." The two jumpers crossed each other, exerting their strength secretly, refusing to give in to each other.

The basketball was thrown high into the air, and the two jumped at the same time. The advantages of height and wingspan allowed the Yankee to touch the basketball first, but Mu Chenfeng made up for the lack of original height by using the bullet speed, and stopped the ball before the opponent took the backboard.

"This ball is mine." Fu Di took the ball into his arms first.

"Look, that Chinese kid can jump really high!"

"Are you complimenting me?" Fu Di moved his ears, then pointed at himself.

"You can pull it down and concentrate on playing." Mu Chenfeng poured cold water on it.

"I can jump quite high too." Fu Di caught up with Mu Chenfeng and said.

Mu Chenfeng stopped suddenly and stopped moving forward.

"What's wrong with you?" Fu Di asked.

"It's a bit difficult." Mu Chenfeng said slowly.

What greeted them was an impenetrable defense. As soon as the opponent came up, they put up a classic "2-3" zone defense, completely blocking all possible breakthrough routes. Mu Chenfeng stopped to find the opponent's defensive loopholes, but the result disappointed him. The defense was flawless and there were no loopholes.

Is this American basketball?Even the level of the field field is so high, which is very rare in domestic regular games.

"The breakthrough route is blocked."

"Is there nothing missing?"

"No."

"I don't believe it anymore." Fu Dicai doesn't believe that there is such an impeccable defense in this world, and any defense will have loopholes.

Fu Di decided to challenge, but he was stopped at the first line of defense. The two black men took a step forward, forming a blockade on Fu Di's forward line.

"If you can't make a breakthrough, then shoot!" After an emergency stop and retreat, Fu Di adjusted his offensive rhythm and turned the breakthrough into a shot!
Snapped! ! !
Fu Di's eyes went dark, and the basketball was pressed down by a huge palm before he could make a shot.

"Welcome to America, China boy!"

(End of this chapter)