pinnacle of basketball

Chapter 79 The Cradle of Superstars

There will be more than 50 gifted teenagers participating in the training camp starting tomorrow. Mu Chenfeng is so excited that he can't sleep at the thought of this.

After tossing all night, I woke up with thick dark circles under my eyes the next day.

"We're going to split up today." Fu Di leaned against the door with his hands on his shoulders, his eyes full of envy.

Since there was no invitation letter, Fu Di was not qualified to participate in the training camp, so Mu Chenfeng had to go alone.

Mu Chenfeng washed his face with clean water, and immediately regained his energy, "I'm just going to observe."

Mu Chenfeng was not happy because he only had the training camp spectator card at hand, but the experience of fighting Kyle Terry made him understand how one-sided his previous understanding of American basketball was, so he just took this opportunity to learn more about American basketball.

"What arrangements do you have?" Mu Chenfeng asked while counting the spare parts.

"Just turn around." Fu Di said helplessly.

Mu Chenfeng put the spare parts into the backpack one by one.

Fu Di accidentally glanced at the things inside, "Why don't you go to play and bring your jersey and sneakers?"

"Martin asked me to bring it." Mu Chenfeng replied, "He didn't say why."

Fu Di strode up and pressed his hands on the soft bed, "Maybe I want you to train with them?"

"You're overthinking." Mu Chenfeng said coldly, "You think this training camp is just a play, and you can go if you want."

Fu Di was right when he thought about it, if he could appear on stage casually, then there would be no need to issue invitation letters.

"Don't you want to compete with them?" Fu Di asked curiously.

Mu Chenfeng stopped what he was doing, and gently stroked between the jersey and sneakers, "If I have a chance, I must try it."

"I hope these things you brought will come in handy." After finishing speaking, Fu Di got up straight and walked towards the door, "Goodbye."

As soon as Fu Di left the room, he immediately calmed down.

"Are you ready?" Fu Di walked forward, and Martin came in behind.

"Everything is ready." Mu Chenfeng picked up his backpack and left with Martin.

The arena for the training camp is located in the "Pea Arena" in the West Side of Chicago, which is less than 10 kilometers away from the hotel where Mu Chenfeng is staying. In order to let Mu Chenfeng feel the atmosphere of the training camp in advance, Martin moved forward the scheduled pick-up time for Mu Chenfeng by an hour.

Martin's car was a silver pickup, not a luxurious car, but very practical. The car was filled with all kinds of equipment and some incomprehensible information, leaving only one vacant seat for Mu Chenfeng, which was created by Martin on the spur of the moment.

"It's a little messy, let's make it up." Martin said shyly.

"It's okay." Mu Chenfeng didn't dislike it, as far as he was concerned, it was pretty good to have a place to sit.

After the car started, it drove all the way to the west district.

The car drove away from the urban area in about 10 minutes, and entered a plain, the endless plain, with dense vegetation on both sides of the straight road. This is a scenery that does not exist in China, and Mu Chenfeng was stunned.

The pendant hanging from the rearview mirror attracts Mu Chenfeng's attention. On the back is the logo of the Los Angeles Lakers, and on the other side is a group photo.

"Coach Fang was really young at that time." Mu Chenfeng stretched out his hand to hold the pendant, and saw clearly that there was a group photo of Martin and Fang Tianzheng inside.

The two people in the photo are very young.

"It's been more than ten years, 15 years to be precise." People who play with their brains have a good memory, and Martin immediately rang the year when the two of them took a photo together.

"15 years? I was 1 year old then."

"Time flies so fast." When I first met Fang Tianzheng, he was probably as old as Mu Chenfeng is now.

"No one loves basketball more than him!"

“It's not a teenager to come back”

A brisk melody blared from the car stereo.

Driving across the plains and into the city, the West Side is different from other places in Chicago. It is by the sea, with unique buildings, and various ships docked in the harbor. Youth and vitality can be seen everywhere. Compared with other places, this place is more suitable for living.

There are teenagers chasing and running in the open-air court by the sea, and young people who like to play extreme gather in the small square not far away, and some young couples enjoy the romance brought by the sea breeze.

“Welcome to Chicago!!!”

The sincere slogan occupies the most eye-catching position in the entire bay.

This is what Chicago was meant to be.

The car stopped after passing through the entire bay area, and in front of it was a building shaped like a pea.

The Pea Arena is quietly waiting for the arrival of the geniuses.

An hour later, this quiet and peaceful arena is about to be detonated by unparalleled basketball talent.

"How do you feel?" Martin asked knowingly, and Mu Chenfeng was already fascinated.

"Unbelievable." Where is this arena, it is simply a giant work of art.

In the United States, there are many other arenas of this type. They are not just a basketball arena, but also a local landmark.

Many people came to the West District just to take a photo with this "big bowl of beans".

Mu Chenfeng was also attracted by this huge pea, and he took steps towards it uncontrollably.

The reason why the Pea Arena is famous is that it seems to have a magical power that will induce the potential desire to play in the players' hearts.

Martin looked at his watch. "It's almost time."

A colorful bus came from behind and stopped at the side.

The car is very fancy, with colorful spray paint as if it just came out of the dye vat, but all the graffiti are very particular. From the first to the present, all the NBA team logos that won the championship have been imitated into graffiti and printed on the car.

Martin calls it a "giant cradle."

Mu Chenfeng's body trembled inexplicably, the more he tried to control it, the more violent it became.

"Don't be nervous," Martin reassured.

"I don't have one." Mu Chenfeng didn't know why his body was shaking.

The car door opened slowly, and a tall white man who looked a little old came out first. The man greeted Martin warmly as soon as he got out.

"Zach George, the CEO of this training camp."

"Mu Chenfeng, from China!" Martin introduced them.

"Welcome to training camp," George welcomed.

"Thank you." Mu Chenfeng had never dealt with such a situation before, his body trembled and his voice trembled too!
George turned around and waved his hand towards the inside of the car, and then the players who participated in the training camp got out of the car one after another.

"This guy must be two meters tall." The first player to appear on the field stunned Mu Chenfeng, only to see a tall and burly man bending over and walking out of the car door. His tall stature just filled the entire door area.

"55." A number on the man's body caught Mu Chenfeng's attention.

"That's the player's ranking." Martin explained, "The training camp will conduct a pre-ranking based on the overall strength of the invited players. Players can improve their ranking through this training camp."

"How to improve?" Mu Chenfeng asked.

"Defeat him." Martin's introduction was understated, "then the rankings will be swapped."

No. 55 is the player with the lowest strength among the players invited by the training camp, and he looks very strong.

The last one is like this, so what should the players before him look like?
"Then what if we lose?" Mu Chenfeng continued to ask.

"Eliminate!" The answer was cold and ruthless.

Basketball is a sport where the winner is king, and it is only natural to lose and be eliminated.

"There is only one initial challenge opportunity. If you win, you will get another opportunity. If you lose, you will lose it." Martin added.

"That is to say, if you want to become No.1, you can't lose." Mu Chenfeng also understood a little bit the rules in the training camp.

"Ah."

"Then as long as you don't initiate a challenge, you won't be eliminated."

"If you don't challenge others, others will challenge you."

"What about him?" Mu Chenfeng raised his head at No. 55. This person is ranked last, so no one is stupid enough to issue a reverse challenge.

(End of this chapter)