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

Chapter 32 Insidious
How dare he!
This is a game!

Practicing skills in the game, who does he think he is, does he think he can make it?

Is it a fluke to succeed once, thinking that every time after that, the previous miracle can be repeated?
Whoever starts training, doesn't everyone have a success rate, and the technique with this success rate is used in competitions, isn't it crazy?
As everyone knows, in sports training, never in one breath, suddenly a certain technique is learned.

It is the accumulation of years and months, the accumulation of experience again and again, and the formation of thinking memory and muscle memory, so that technology can be improved.

How much muscle memory can be formed in such a short time in this game?

On the next ball, Chu Feng conceded again.

86:85
Connerson gritted his teeth, and at the same time admired him a little.

Pete said: "Is there something wrong with him? Why can't I understand his strange behavior?"

"He handed the ball to create a certain kind of persona, which I have already found out. But... His behavior just now is to use us to practice skills!"

Pete smiled: "Maybe it's a fool, how can anyone practice skills in competitions?"

"But he did!" Connerson said.

After thinking about it, Connerson added: "Because the two of us can bring him pressure. Under this kind of pressure, he will feel that it is more meaningful for training skills."

"Then let him train. I don't believe that a skill can be practiced so easily!"

This time Chu Feng broke through.

The two of them rushed to defend.

Unsurprisingly, Chu Feng started to run and turn around.

Then the ball was robbed by Pete.

Chu Feng chased after him and gave Pete a big block.

Then began to spin again in front of Connerson until the ball went out of bounds.

Immediately afterwards, Pete was blocked again.

"Mommy!"

Pete exploded emotionally: "Can't he practice his skills at other times? This is a regular game. What does he think of this game as normal training?"

Connerson felt sorry for Pete.

In the auditorium, the wind direction finally stabilized.

Those who knew the situation found that Chu Feng was practicing skills and informed everyone.

No one called Chu Feng a fool anymore.

"I feel sorry for the ghost!"

"Indeed, Ren Chufeng didn't take the competition seriously. He practiced his skills on it, and his ridicule was maxed out!"

"That's not the point. The point is that every time Chu Feng practices skills, a ghost gets blocked!"

"Haha, Chu Feng blocked Wang Shi's hammer!"

"I feel sorry for the ghost for a second!" Everyone laughed funnyly, and said, "I'm afraid I'll be overwhelmed by being blocked all the time!"

Below, the ghost was covered several times.

Pete was annoyed, and pretended to be beaten, clutching his wrist and screaming.

But the referee has long been familiar with Chu Feng, and the referee can understand English, knowing Pete's disrespect for women.

He didn't blow the whistle, allowing Pete's fake foul to fail.

The whistle blew again.

The third quarter ends.

The score is stable to: 86:85
Chu Feng returned to the rest area and shook his head.

"I'm a little dizzy!" Chu Feng said.

Gan Meng found it funny: "Senior, you are too arrogant. You are too bullying to shape your character and keep practicing skills."

Zhou Lin shook the mobile phone forum and said with a smile: "Using the game to practice skills is not itself a manifestation of dominating the field? In addition, we can also shape the personality of the shot-blocking king!"

Chu Feng looked at the news on the forum, and sure enough, many people were talking about his block.

"Senior, are you physically strong enough to run like this every time!"

"It's okay, my physique is getting better and better, and my endurance is improving every day!"

Stamina?
What the hell vocabulary.

Zhou Lin rolled her eyes back.

"But..." Zhou Lin looked at the camera in the distance: "Is it because they set up a high-speed camera to suppress you? I don't understand that."

"I know!"

A student came over and opened the oil pipe interface.

"Teacher, look at this!" A student handed the phone to Zhou Lin.

The above is Connerson's YouTube video, and there are dialogues below.

Chris Bosh: "Hell, I slowed down the video to 0.2 times, and the basketball is still spinning, what a high speed it has to be!"

LeBron James: "Impossible, the basketball can't spin so fast!"

David Johnson: "Brothers, I use my fingers to spin the ball and compare it with the spinning basketball in the video. If the playback speed in the video is okay, the basketball spins at least five times faster than my fingers!"

Durant: "Crazy! Are you kidding me?"

Kobe: "You don't train well, what are you doing watching computer special effects videos?"

Players in the comment area, crazy discussions and amazement.

pull down.

Bosh: "Connerson, I study graphics and computers. This video of yours is obviously not a stunt, but the frame rate is too low. Can you find that Asian and ask him to fight you again, using High-speed camera video, let me take a closer look."

A smart person discovered that Chu Feng's spinning basketball is different.

This is not a direct competitive skill, but it is integrated into the competition, and has unpredictable strategic significance.

Whoever masters this trick will definitely become a ghost on the court.

Connerson: "Of course there is no problem. Moreover, I lost, but I am not convinced. I think I should talk to the coach of Cambridge University. Tomorrow's game, Pete and I will fight Chu Feng personally."

Case solved.

"It turns out that Connerson came on the field to shoot Chu Feng's spinning ball!" Zhong Tao suddenly realized.

"But now the script has completely changed the direction of the wind. I'm afraid I won't be able to take many shots with the spinning ball. Chu Feng is crazy about blocking shots. This has risen to the point where it can hurt people's self-esteem!" Gan Meng pursed her mouth and pointed to the opponent's rest area.

Everyone saw that Connerson was very angry, and he was hoarse on the spot, not knowing what to say.

"We could be friends at first, but now I'm afraid they will be completely offended." The center said quietly.

"You are so naive!" Zhou Lin shook her head.

After drinking the water, Chu Feng looked at everyone: "Everyone takes it for granted. Connerson still despises us in his bones. He uses a high-speed camera, and sometimes he comes to me for help in filming. Why did he choose the competition? Because yesterday's solo, I won Let him go, he deliberately came to the game to find fault and stop me!"

"Isn't it, so scheming? When he first came here, he greeted you warmly!" Gan Meng didn't expect to be so sophisticated.

Chu Feng shook his head: "Connathan was educated by elites. Don't think that ghosts are fools after seeing too many happy-educated ghosts. That's an illusion created by other ghosts. All ghosts educated by elites are all fools. It's old Yumby."

Zhou Lin patted Chu Feng's arm: "I'm still worried that you will be too naive when facing foreigners. Being able to know this shows that you are wary in your heart, and you won't be easily tricked in the future."

The game starts again.

As an elite, Connerson must have discussed many strategies. Chu Feng didn't know it and was very vigilant.

Chu Feng started his training plan again. Contrary to what most people think, he actually digested the experience of the two techniques and let them integrate.

Not practicing from scratch.

Instead, digest the things in your mind into your own.

After halftime, Chu Feng finally turned around and dribbled the ball at high speed, shaking the ghost again and again, and completed layups.

The score was immediately pulled to 117:118
With twenty seconds left, Chu Feng was about to torture his opponent, but no one scored.

But Connerson has studied Chu Feng too many times. He directly led three weak players, and the four of them surrounded Chu Feng with their bodies, ignoring Zhong Tao's soy sauce.

Pete challenged four people alone and completed a layup.

119:188
The whistle sounded, and there were still 9 seconds until the end of the game.

"Shameless!" Gan Meng stood up excitedly, and four people surrounded one person with their bodies, how cheap!

(End of this chapter)