NBA: Are you crazy, you call this a substitute?

24 Kick Hall
Jiang Da.

After returning from the game, Chu Feng went straight to the gymnasium.

Zhou Lin went to prepare the press release, and Gan Meng still followed Chu Feng.

"The competition has just ended. Why don't you take a rest and have fun? Why come to training directly? Senior, I know you work hard, but you have to combine work and rest!" Gan Meng asked concerned.

The most taboo thing about sports is to squeeze the body too much.

Long-term repetitive high-pressure exercise will only become complicated and meaningless physical exercise, not learning.

Learning requires brains.

Muscle memory alone is not enough.

Chu Feng scratched his head, and said, "The people from Civil and Military University haven't made me sweat yet. I have plenty of physical strength. It would be a pity if I don't exercise!"

Gan Meng sighed.

No wonder Chu Feng was able to achieve such good results. With this hard work, Chu Feng deserved his good results.

I thought so in my heart, but Gan Meng would not admit it, but continued to urge: "Take a rest, don't be too tired!"

"I'm going to train," Chu Feng said without doubt.

Gan Meng sighed, and still indulged Chu Feng.

After thinking for a while, Gan Meng asked, "Your strength is top-notch in the CBA. Would you like me to introduce some powerful masters to solo with you?"

Chu Feng thought about this question for a while.

First of all, he doesn't really want to owe favors.

Secondly...

To reciprocate, Chu Feng felt that he could also give Ganlu something in return.

"Let's solo, you can imitate my movements and skills, and you will benefit a lot!"

Gan Meng's heart moved, but she was a little embarrassed: "My strength is worse than yours. Training with you will waste your time, right?"

Chu Feng's technology comes from the system.

What he needs now is to integrate experience and skills into actual combat. This process, training with anyone, will not affect his improvement.

"Stop talking nonsense and start now!"

……

Under Chu Feng's practice, Gan Menglei finally fell down in less than an hour.

She said that her coach didn't feel so tired after training her.

Chu Feng threw her a bottle of energy drink, and went to practice running and dribbling by himself.

After each run, Chu Feng would think about where there was a problem, and then try to correct it before training.

While he was busy, a crooked man with a high nose bridge entered the arena, attracting the attention of many students.

Everyone is used to Chu Feng training together, but they are not used to foreigners.

Connerson is a little taller than Pete, 205, his height is a giant in school, and his head can be seen from afar.

Connason went straight to Chu Feng, watching with his hands on his hips.

"Are you looking for Chu Feng?" Gan Meng asked in fluent English.

"I can speak Chinese!" Connor replied with a smile, and then looked at Chu Feng seriously: "Can he endure the lonely training by himself?"

Most of the time, when they train, they will find a like-minded partner together, and when they are tired, they can chat and pass water.

Gan Meng pointed at herself dripping with sweat: "Am I not human?"

Connerson froze for a moment, unable to understand this sentence.

This girl is very beautiful, in line with their Western aesthetics, and she has a good figure.

It should be...a human, right?

But why should she question whether she is human?
This can't be done by Connerson.

"Is this some kind of usage of Chinese? You...should be a human being, right? I'm not sure! Oh, my God, what kind of creature are you?" Connerson held his head and broke down.

Where did the neuropathy come from...

Gan Meng was speechless and didn't bother to talk to him.

Chu Feng took a break halfway, and Connerson immediately went up to meet him.

"Hello, my name is Connerson, a reserve player of the NBA Magic!" Chu Feng shook hands with him.

"Is there a problem?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Chu Feng felt that even though he was sweating profusely, he didn't smell like this ghost.

The natural body odor is a bit big!
"I watched your match, and I feel that you are an admirable opponent. I want to have a worthy confrontation with you!" Ghost said excitedly.

He loves this country to death, and is also very interested in Chu Feng, a rising star.

Chu Feng's eyes lit up.

confrontation!

Teacher Liu of Jiang University is a retired member of the CBA, and he can bring him ten times the popularity of the score.

Confronting this ghost, I don't know how much I can gain!
"Let's test the water with a ball first!" Chu Feng picked up the basketball.

"You are the challenger, I will not be polite to you, I will be the first to serve!"

Chu Feng asked for half the court, standing face to face with Gui Lao, and Gan Meng was the referee.

After a start, Chu Feng dribbled the ball.

Gui Lao opened his arms quickly and quickly greeted him.

Chu Feng instantly felt the invisible pressure, not to mention the height and size of this ghost, surpassing Mr. Liu.

During the confrontation, Chu Feng found that Connathan's eyes were basically fixed on his own, and he didn't follow his movements.

Chu Feng tried to use feints to evade, but Connason almost snatched the basketball away.

After narrowly dying and retreating to the outside of the circle, Chu Feng felt the gap between the CBA and the NBA, and the gap between Mr. Liu and Connorson.

As for his fake move just now, Mr. Liu has only a [-]% chance of seeing it through, but Connerson succeeded once.

Chu Feng didn't think it was a coincidence. Connerson stared at his eyes and judged the ball's direction from the corner of his eye. On the contrary, he was less likely to be deceived by body movements.

Strong opponent!
Chu Feng took a deep breath, broke through again, retreated again, and failed repeatedly.

Although the ball was not snatched away, the people around were already stunned in shock. They were as strong as senior Chu Feng who showed his might in the arena, but today he was crushed by a ghost and couldn't make a breakthrough.

Seeing Chu Feng's way of thinking, Connerson couldn't help saying: "The same 78:3, Pete also has the ability to successfully fight back and win."

He was talking about the battle with Xixing University yesterday.

Connerson said: "If you are only at this level, I think the difference between you and Pete is that both Pitten and you have scored 100 points in the test, and you can only get [-] points, while Pete has only [-] points on the test paper." [-] points!"

"Ghost's crazy tone!" The students around couldn't stand it anymore.

"That's right, what do you mean seniors can only get 100 points? Isn't Xixing University the seniors who tortured them with blood? Didn't the two niggers be defeated by the seniors?"

"Is this person deliberately trying to be disgusting?"

There was a lot of discussion around.

Connerson didn't take it seriously, and said seriously: "I'm just telling the truth, your strength is indeed not that strong. Perhaps, in the previous few games, the shining points you brought when you saved the score made everyone overestimate is you!"

"Ghost get out!"

"Shut up, the ghost is stronger than Chu Feng, this sentence must be from a professional point of view!"

"Dog eunuch, go to your foreign father and kneel down!"

"Don't be mean, I'm just seeking truth from facts, Chu Feng can't break through the defense line, this is the reality!"

"Shut up, watch the game, believe it or not!" Finally, Gan Meng roared unhappily, but this did not stop the students from discussing.

There was a lot of noise around.

A layer of cold sweat appeared on Chu Feng's forehead.

He has only three competitive skills, cross dribble, behind the back dribble, and feints, all of which are intermediate.

The intermediate level is the CBA level.It's really difficult to play this NBA reserve guy.

But he knows what he relies on to crush the game.

One is the passiveness of the system, and the other is his high numerical agility.

"Unsurprisingly, in the future, only relying on system ability and my speed, even if I win all the way, I will not be able to become a star. Technology is my foundation!"

"If there is only shit luck, I can't touch a single ball on the field. I can't dominate the field at that time, I can only be a lucky cat!"

Chu Feng let out a mouthful of turbid air, his eyes were a little serious.

"continue!"

He continued to dribble and continued to break through.

This time, it's another fake move!
But Connason saw that Chu Feng pushed the basketball to his left with one hand, and Chu Feng ran to the right.

"What?"

(End of this chapter)