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Chapter 15 Which way do you choose

Chapter 15 Which path do you choose?

Livestock, absolute livestock, this is Tacanian's final evaluation of Chen Feng's perverted data.

Vertical touch height, 38.5 inches, nearly one meter! This is the test result of vertical touch height!

You should know that Chen Feng's net height is only 2.06 meters, which is not very outstanding in the inside line.

But this kind of jumping ability that is already a bit perverted, combined with his two long arms, will definitely allow this kid to go in and out under the ring.

With a super long arm span of 2.30 meters and a nearly one meter of jumping ability on the spot, Tacanian just wanted to say when he saw these data that the wild boys in Brooklyn were inhumanely ravaged.

Tacanian didn't know how much Harriel could jump, but he believed that even if that guy could jump very well, he would definitely not be able to jump out of a perverted data like Chen Feng.

Now Takanian has no doubt that the kid is fighting in that video.

That kid never tried his best to do his best that halftime. Even if Chen Feng jumped to the basket, he wouldn't be surprised if he could kiss the basket.

"Apart from the big guys, except for the retired Kemp, there may be only Garnett and the guy named Howard who has just joined the NBA, who has such amazing bounce."

What Tacanian said is not an exaggeration. Compared with the height of the jumping position, Chen Feng was not at all inferior to those flying people in the air.

"Old guy, when I saw this set of data, I had the same expression as you. I can only say that you picked up an absolute pervert from New York."

As Tacanian's old partner, Ryan, who is in charge of physical training, was quite speechless about Chen Feng's performance. After all, this data is really a beast.

At least within the range of ncaa, this kind of physical fitness can definitely be regarded as an inside beast.

"Ryan, the bounce force may not be the most terrifying thing about that kid, bench press! This kid's bench press actually has 330 pounds! Hell! He weighs only 210 pounds!"

Tacanian has been in the basketball circle for so many years, and he has seen his perverted physical fitness, but there are not many people as perverted as Chen Feng.

The kid's bounce was already cruel enough, but the bench press data was simply professional.

This data is completely the standard at the NBA level, and even in the NBA, it is still at the forefront.

Taganian really doesn't know if this kid Chen Feng is an Asian. His tendon is stronger than those black people who often boast about his body.

"If you are not black-haired and yellow-skinned, I really have to doubt whether you are a human or a machine."

Holding that set of test data, when Tacanian looked at Chen Feng, the light emitted from his eyes was definitely comparable to a wolf who had been hungry in the wilderness for a long time.

"Calm down, old man, you should calm down. Your current eyes will make me feel like I will be dissected by you in the next second."

Chen Feng didn't know whether the set of data he had tested was good or bad, but he found that the look of Tacanian and Ryan looking at him was indeed a bit scary.

That is the expression of carnivores staring at their food, naked, as if the next second they would pounce on them and take a bite.

"If killing someone is not illegal, I really have this kind of idea." Ryan said from the side.

"I really don't know how you train your muscles."

Looking at Chen Feng's angular tendon flesh, Ryan looked envious.

In the eyes of an old guy like Ryan who is often responsible for physical training, Chen Feng's figure is like a perfect body carefully carved by an art master.

"A heavy Kenworth truck has to be equipped with at least two trucks of goods every day. I think if you spend two or three years like this, your muscles should not be much worse than mine."

Chen Feng's answer made Ryan open his mouth again, Kenworth!? Two cars? This is definitely a livestock!

And two or three years ago? That boy should have been underage two or three years ago! Ryan and Tacanian could only sigh that it was God and that damn life that forged such a perverted guy.

"You have no problems with your physical condition. This set of data can meet any professional basketball requirements, including re-running, endurance, and ball sense. These performances are all good."

Takanian's words finally made Chen Feng feel relieved. After all, the first time he had done this kind of test, and the sense of strangeness made him a little nervous.

Chen Feng doesn't want to be defeated by some cold machines before he goes to a higher-level arena.

However, it has to be said that everything Tacanian did was very professional. He was definitely not the kind of fraudster agent who casually tricked the player and started to prepare to let the other party sign a contract.

And from the day he arrived in Las Vegas, the old man had never mentioned anything about the contract.

Chen Feng has never experienced such a test, and he does not know what such data represents. However, he now understands one thing through a few words from Tacanian and Ryan, and he has passed it himself.

"What you lack now is the experience of playing professionally. After all, the things you have learned on the street are still a bit too casual. The rules of professional basketball, even the simple tactics of NCAA, are blank for you. This is your biggest weakness."

Chen Feng admitted that what Tacanian said was the truth. Just like what the old man said, the things on the streets were too casual. Sometimes they only focused on performance, not rules.

Just like when he was playing in Texas, Chen Feng was watching a black boy go around in front of him in order to avoid his block and layup, and he had already dribbled the ball out of the baseline.

That is not a distance from the bottom line to the ball, but a distance of at least two or three meters.

Everyone saw this scene, but the black boy still focused on completing this layup.

When Chen Feng reminded him that he had already dribbled the ball out of the baseline, the guy's words shocked everyone, "no, man, you have not gone out of bounds. You have to know that the bigger your heart is, the bigger the venue."

This is street basketball, where strange things are everywhere, and gods and men are everywhere.

Rules, this thing is always forgotten.

Even if there were three referees on the court in that Brooklyn and Queens, they rarely called for some thugs and physical confrontations because that was the street style.

Including many defenders' dribbling, they often make simple mistakes such as walking and second-time.

When Alstom entered the first game of NBA playing, his dribble was sentenced to walk. It was not because the NBA was so strict, but because the stadium was not like the streets, it had its own rules.

But Tacanian should now thank that guy Hammond, the guy who was called an old liar by Chen Feng. When he taught Chen Feng, he helped him get rid of many bad habits on the street.

At least in terms of technical actions, there will be no low-level mistakes, but Hammond himself comes from the street, which is a bit different from his regular professional background.

But Tacanian believes that these are not the main problems. Talent is given by God, and the rest can be practiced. With this good body, the rest only takes some time to polish.

"Boy, you passed the physical test, but now I want to know, are you going to enter NCAA or NBA? If it is the former, you are only one admission procedure, but if it is the latter, you still need to prepare a lot, after all, that world is still very cruel."

NCAA or NBA, Takanian put both roads in front of Chen Feng.

Is it safe or risky to choose one of two questions? Chen Feng is also thinking about it.
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