: I won’t play with you anymore

The entire training ground has been completely cleared, and everyone is standing on the sidelines, staring at the two people in the middle of the field.

Especially as the challenged party, he has stopped training and started watching.

"No guy is so arrogant yet!" The team manager named Danny was now looking at Chen Feng on the court with anger.

Chen Feng may not know, but Danny and Doug both came from the players' age, and they also had their own brilliant moments in the NBA.

Although it cannot be compared with the great master like Jordan, he can be regarded as a somewhat famous player at least, especially Danny, who is also a number one character in the NBA.

Letting a junior character point at the nose and scream like this is almost the same as slapping Danny in the face directly. He can't let this kid be arrogant in front of him.

If this had been put more than ten years ago, Danny would have already rolled up his arms and sleeves and left to teach this extremely arrogant young man a lesson.

As for Doug, the guy who looked a little chubby, he didn't seem very excited.

After all, he is a coach. He has been in the NBA for so long and has seen any kind of player.

There are many guys with a hot temper than Chen Feng in this league. Don’t forget that there are even coaches in this league, and they still care about such a boy?

As for the players on the sidelines, most of them are watching the fun.

Before the start of the new season, those big-name players are still on vacation. Most of the people who can stay in the gym and train in the gym are those who are eager to get the main position or retain the power to stay in the NBA.

However, there are also some people who know how to improve, but after all, they are still a few. Compared with the long season, many professional players will choose to relax rather than train hard.

For these marginal people, it means that they are not concerned about themselves and are hanging up.

They won’t consider winning or losing, they are just a group of pure spectators.

Occasionally, there are two people who care about it because these two people off the court may be related to their stay or leave in the team.

Others were looking at Chen Feng with their own thoughts, and Chen Feng was also carefully looking at the opponent he was about to challenge.

Although the challenge just now came up casually, Chen Feng didn't want to walk back to Times Square with his bare ass and become the target of others watching.

Since you have said it, let's play with it.

That guy named Al is about the same height as himself, maybe a little taller, but it is also limited.

His physique looks quite strong, and the muscle mass on his arms is not much worse than that on his own.

Although there was no fierce expression on his face, Chen Feng could feel from the other party's calm movements that this guy was definitely not a novice.

Chen Feng is sure that the big man in front of him has played professional NBA games, and it has not been a year since.

"It seems like a really tricky guy." Chen Feng stood outside the three-point line, slapped the basketball step by step, and even though he was very arrogant just now, he would never underestimate a professional player.

"Ryan, is this your idea?" Seeing that the situation had become a certain fact, Takanian didn't say much, but he doubted whether this was a bad idea from his assistant.

"Jerry, please, do you think I'm such an impulsive person? I'm already sixty years old! You don't know what that boy's temper has!? I was shocked by him just now!"

Ryan recalled the expression when Chen Feng grabbed the basketball just now. He was really afraid that this kid would throw the ball directly and hit the man named Danny.

"Damn, this matter is already in trouble. I really don't know how to end."

Now even Takanian found that he really underestimated Chen Feng's destructive power, and he could only pray that this matter would not be too bad in the end.

Oh no! Professional players who challenge the NBA, God, this kid really dares to try anything.

Tacanian knows who the guy standing opposite Chen Feng is. Although he is just a player who has just played for two years, he is also a strong player!

It's not an easy thing to really win the opponent. I hope that kid won't really lose his butt.

Chen Feng couldn't care about what the people on the sidelines had. He had to calm down and deal with the big guy in front of him. The duel between the big guys was only a moment.

It was really only a moment, when Danny was still whispering to Doug beside him that he should tell Al to teach this wild boy who didn't know how to be tall and thick, Chen Feng was already moving.

The showdown between big men is not as light and elegant as the defender, and is as fast as lightning.

But that heavy collision is equally shocking, just like it is now.

First, Chen Feng, who was attacking, drove the ball calmly and did not contact the opponent until the top area of ​​the arc. Al had already stuck his position and prevented Chen Feng from continuing to dribble forward.

Al actually felt a little depressed when Danny called out that he was going to be. After all, it was really painful to fight a single-handed confrontation with a kid who was not even a rookie.

If you win, there is nothing to feel glorious. After all, the other party is still a novice. It is said that he has never even attended college and is just a street player.

If you lose, let alone, he will probably become a laughing stock in the team's summer training camp.

If it weren't for the request from the team manager, Al would have refused it one after another.

As for the boy in front of him, Al has never taken his opponent too seriously. At least the two people thought so before the first contact.

NBA and the street are still confrontations between two planes.

This was not the 1960s and 1970s, when the streets were the most brutal.

As for now, systematic training and street balls are no longer the same.

Especially the inside line, those are completely two levels.

But Chen Feng's next move was completely beyond everyone's expectations. Even though Al had played in the NBA regular game for two years, he had never seen such a fierce and cruel guy.

Or, Al has never seen such a naughty way of playing.

Originally, Chen Feng's first dribble looked more like he was doing fake moves, but Al stood in front of Chen Feng and got stuck in front of him in order to block his fake moves.

But the second time El got stuck, he realized that his wishful thinking had failed.

There was no sign of precursor, but Chen Feng suddenly lowered his shoulders in an instant and started it up violently.

The big man's directional change speed is not too fast, and Al's position is actually very accurate.

"Fake action? Useless." Al is judging the opponent's actions based on experience.

He just wants the other party to retreat when he sees the difficulties and don’t imagine that he can shake himself away with just one move.

But Al had only time to lower the center of gravity and pressed Chen Feng with his shoulders. In the next second, everything changed.

"Damn it's not a fake move!" When Al's shoulders collided with Chen Feng's, he could only feel half of his body numb.

The worst thing was that he found that Chen Feng was not doing fake moves at all, nor did he have any false moves.

The violent explosive force was hard against Al's body.

And the boy who was not too busy dribbling just now just passed by like this.

It seemed that the violent impact just now had no effect on Chen Feng's movement.

All that was left to Al was numb and his eyes were surprised.

Take in the air, hold the ball in both hands, and pull the basket with strong arms.

Chen Feng's movements were coherent and smooth. After landing, he grabbed the basketball that had just bounced up in his hands. He slapped his hands hard, and the muffled sound echoed in the basketball arena.

"You're the one!" Chen Feng threw the ball over and stared at the opponent in front of him.

That look of eyes was sharp and had a strong sense of oppression, as if it was a fight to the death.

There were sparse discussions on the sidelines just now, and at this moment there was a sudden end.

The whispering conversation between the guy named Danny and the chubby middle-aged man around him also solidified at this moment, and both of them seemed to have been imposed on the detent.

"What did I see just now? Al was so simple that the kid scored a goal?"

Danny had an incredible expression on his face. He could only turn to his partner around him. He wanted to make sure that everything he had just seen was hallucination.

"Uh... It seems yes, Al was hit by a ball, that kid seems to really..."

Although he didn't say anything later, Doug seemed to find that he valued the so-called data a little too much. The powerful impact just now was much different from what he had on paper!

Hell! Are those coaches in high school and college leagues blind? Such guys have never joined any school team! Are those scouts as many as locusts dead?

As for Tacanian and Ryan, the expressions on their faces seem to have become very relaxed now.

"The boy took out the brute force on the street again, but I found that he was really getting more and more towards me. If he couldn't get into the NBA, he would leave him in Las Vegas no matter what he said."

Ryan thought about the slam dunk just now with a look of aftertaste. The movements may not be pretty, but the domineering spirit of hitting the shoulder and pushing the opponent away from his opponent is definitely worthy of a shout.

"Forget it, I don't think about the consequences now. Damn, it's better to make this kid fight than anything else! Even if NBA can't get in, I will make these guys regret it. What did they miss!"

Tacanian seemed to be infected. Chen Feng's violent attack seemed to have let him release his depression these days.

If the attack just now was stunned, then the subsequent defense not only made people widen their eyes, but also made Al, who was the opponent, feel the pressure.

Net, a big net, Al, who has been playing NBA for two years, has never felt this way.

But the other party's big hands were always shrouded on his head and never left him for a moment.

It's like a big net, buckled on the top of your head. As long as you dare to take action, it will mercilessly intercept the basketball you thrown out.

Al, who has always been good at playing back and forth, felt unable to turn around when he was forced by his opponent to the near three-second zone for the first time.

Chen Feng didn't support the other party's back with his hands, he just pressed his body against Al tightly.

Turn around?no, Chen Feng could sense it almost every time Al tried to change his direction of turning.

And the two people who had already been completely dead could not get a distance.

The head-on conflict between the two big men was just like this.

Impact, Al is not the kind of person with solid eyes, and his footsteps are actually not slow.
To be continued...