Versatile Point Forward

Chapter 10 School Team Selection ([-])

The one who was strangled by Ye Feng was a strong white man who was a head taller than him. His messy hair was like a tuft of weeds. His two thick arms were densely covered with tattoos. He looked like those who used to fight on the street The little bastards in the house are no different.However, he was as unruly as he could not get rid of Ye Feng's hand, his face gradually turned red.

"Bastard... you... let go of your hand..." He said intermittently, while trying to break the hand that was pinching him.But Ye Feng's not-so-strong body hides a strength not inferior to his, how could he break free easily?Seeing that he exerted strength continuously but it had no effect, he was shocked and angry: How could this yellow-skinned monkey have such strong strength?Even I can hardly break his hand.

Just as he was already feeling short of breath, Westbrook hurried over. He glanced at Ye Feng's slender hand with a strange look, and said helplessly, "Ye, let him go first, this guy is called Bob. Enrique, a freshman in the same academy as me, I apologize to you for his inappropriate remarks."

Ye Feng thought for a while, then slowly let go of his hand.Before he could speak, Enrique yelled loudly: "Boss, why does he ask you to apologize on my behalf? Am I wrong? How many Asian players can play? They were not defeated by us in the World Series." Scoring twice as many points is not bad!" Ye Feng sneered: "Although our national team is not very good, it is not as good as your dream team composed of all NBA stars, but here now, it is nothing if I blow you up questionable."

Enrique said with contempt: "It's the first time I've seen someone as thick-skinned as you. I admit that I don't have that strong basketball talent, but I don't believe that I can't handle an Asian like you. Ye Feng ignored him, and instead said to Westbrook: "Boss, can you ask the coach if you can postpone the tryout by 15 minutes?"

Westbrook had already guessed Ye Feng's thoughts, he glanced at Enrique sympathetically, and walked quickly towards the coach's bench.Enrique didn't see Westbrook's hint at all. He sneered secretly: "Huh, you want to beat me in 15 minutes? I can get you in 15 minutes!"

When Westbrook told Coach Holland about Ye Feng's request, the usually meticulous Tieshuai smiled: "This kid has a lot of guts. From this matter alone, Mr. Wooden is right, but It remains to be seen how high it can be. Since he put forward a one-on-one request, then I will satisfy him, you tell others, first stand in a row at the center line, and take a good look at how our biggest freshman plays. "

Westbrook nodded, summoned everyone except Ye Feng and Enrique to the center line, and then whispered to Ye Feng: "The coach agrees, but please don't beat him too badly, it's my personal responsibility." request." Ye Feng blinked and said with a smile: "You have so much confidence in me?" Westbrook punched him: "Get out, I don't know your strength yet? Although Enrique is not bad, But he's not as good as you."

Ye Feng patted his shoulder and walked towards Enrique without saying a word.Enrique looked at him condescendingly, raised his hand and threw a basketball into Ye Feng's hands, and said carelessly: "Boy, don't say I bully you, now I will give you a chance to attack first, lest I will kill you as soon as I make a move!" Get down."

After trying the feel of the basketball, Ye Feng said lightly: "Then I will be disrespectful, I hope you don't use this as an excuse after you lose, go home and eat your milk!" Enrique's eyes instantly turned red , He snorted angrily, stood a step away from Ye Feng aggressively, and put on a defensive posture.

Ye Feng controlled the ball steadily, but at the same time he was thinking of countermeasures quickly. He wanted to hit Enrique severely and save some face for Westbrook. It was really hard to think of any effective solution.He smiled helplessly: Forget it, let's play well first, and take other things one step at a time.

Although Enrique was very angry, he was still skeptical about Ye Feng's ability, so there was a little room for him to let it go.Ye Feng sneered, and directly shot a three-pointer.The basketball drew a nearly perfect arc and fell into the basket with a "shua". Enrique's expression froze, but he didn't say anything, he just urged the ball boy on the sidelines to give the ball to Ye Feng.

This time Enrique was secretly vigilant, but his prejudice against the yellow race made him take it a little seriously at most.Seeing that Enrique still didn't seem to have learned his lesson, Ye Feng didn't intend to change his scoring method either.Suddenly, his dribbling rhythm suddenly accelerated, and his center of gravity shifted left and right quickly attracted Enrique's attention. He had already found a chance to make a shot between two dribbles behind his back.Ye Feng smiled lightly, he didn't care about Enrique's almost ineffective interference, and hit a three-pointer again.

Enrique's heart was awe-inspiring, although he was very reluctant to admit Ye Feng's skills, but two consecutive three-pointers still made him put away his underestimation.So he changed his defensive strategy and posted it up with his whole body, trying to nip Ye Feng's three-pointer in the bud.Ye Feng shook his head and said to himself: "Do you want to restrict me? You are not qualified yet!"

"Crack!" The basketball seemed to come to life in Ye Feng's hands, surrounding him like an elf.For Ye Feng, pressing the defense from the outside is already a child's play, and he has long been accustomed to this kind of treatment in high school.Facing any opponent with similar ideas, he has only one approach: directly destroy the defender with his super long range.

This time facing Enrique is no exception.It has to be said that Enrique still has two skills. When he gets serious, he defends the outside line quite well. Even if Ye Feng shakes him away, he can still interfere with small movements.But Ye Feng didn't make a strong shot against the defense. He took a quick step back, opened the distance in an instant, and then calmly shot a step away from the three-point line, "Shua!" The basketball went into the frame again.

Looking at the calm Ye Feng, Enrique's face flashed a trace of shame, three consecutive three-pointers are a shame for any defender.He said angrily: "Are you only able to shoot three-pointers?" Ye Feng sneered: "I still have a lot of skills, I just want to see how it feels. It looks like I'm lucky today."

Is it really just luck?At least Westbrook, who was on the side, would never think so.He thought: "Ye's shooting posture is too standard. No! It's not just standard, it's a work of art! Although his shot speed is fast, it doesn't look rushed. It seems that he has a strong sense of his shooting ability." Confidence, and that kind of step-back shot from beyond the arc is beautiful, unheard of!"

Coach Holland was also surprised. In his opinion, Westbrook is a once-in-a-century point guard, but his weakness of inaccurate shooting has not been greatly changed.Now it seems that at least Ye Feng's shooting is relatively reliable. Even if it is lacking in other aspects, it can still complement Westbrook. In the new season, UCLA is very hopeful to go further, and even strive to reach the final four. powerful.

On the court, Ye Feng controlled the ball and came near the free throw line. This time, he made up his mind to use the inside method to attack.But when he saw that he was about to play back-up singles, Enrique almost laughed out loud: "Idiot, although you have a strong grip, how can you match me with your body?"Not to mention that I'm a head taller than you, you're humiliating yourself with a post-up single!
Ye Feng dribbled the ball and leaned back fiercely. Enrique had already prepared himself for it. He gritted his teeth and resisted, but he did not take a step back.Feeling the power coming from behind, Ye Feng's eyes flashed admiration: Unexpectedly, this foul-mouthed guy still has some strength, but is this trying to force me to give in?
Ye Feng suddenly thought of a classic scene, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: It's you!He dribbled the ball unhurriedly under the cover of Enrique, turned around suddenly and a half, flashed out of space and rushed from left to right along the free throw line.Enrique has never seen such a breakthrough route, and this is not even considered a breakthrough. Is there anyone who does not break through to the basket?However, Enrique was still a little apprehensive because of Ye Feng's accurate shooting before, so although Ye Feng's behavior was a bit weird this time, he still resolutely posted it.

Seeing Enrique who was trying to defend himself, Ye Feng smiled shamelessly.When Ye Feng's shoulder was facing the basket, he didn't care what Enrique would do on the sidelines, so he just jumped straight up.Enrique was taken aback, he couldn't guess what Ye Feng was going to do, but he jumped up and tried to block Ye Feng's shot.However, he didn't get this opportunity until he landed, because what Ye Feng re-enacted was the classic goal of "Magic" Johnson in the fourth game of the 1987 Finals.

There was an exclamation from the sidelines, and many people shouted the same word: "Baby-baby-hook!" Indeed, this is just an old-fashioned running hook, but with this classic goal of the Magician, such a The hook got an interesting and resounding name—Little Skyhook!In the eyes of everyone on the scene, Ye Feng almost perfectly reproduced the magician's winning blow back then.

Enrique opened his mouth, completely unexpected that Ye Feng would hook the ball on his head with a small sky and score it.Just when he was annoyed, Ye Feng passed the ball directly into his hands, shrugged and said: "Dude, are you tired? Why don't you take a rest first." Enrique was like Feng Lunyin, he already regretted his Why did he provoke this pervert Ye Feng? Only on the court would he deeply feel the pressure brought by this guy's every move.He was afraid that Ye Feng would change his mind, so he hurriedly said: "No problem, no problem, it's fine to take a break, the rest can be played later."

Ye Feng smiled and saw Westbrook giving him a thumbs up.

(End of this chapter)