NBA peak Jordan template

Chapter 4 Singles Out Nick Young

All eyes were on the field.

Nobody noticed.

The three walked into the arena talking and laughing.

"Wharton never imagined that we would invite you to support him."

One of them was Evans Johnson.

"This group of little bastards is very difficult to manage. For this extra training, I have already made arrears on the phone."

The other is Robert Pelinka

"Hehe, the scene when that kid Wharton played with me is still vivid in my memory."

"I never thought about it."

"Now he's the head coach of the Lakers."

The man in the middle has a rectangular face, chocolate complexion, bushy eyebrows, and deep-set eyes.

The temperament is confident and domineering.

It is the Lakers legend, the superstar who officially retired last season.

Kobe Bryant.

The three people who walked into the stadium quickly paid attention to what happened in the arena.

A group of Lakers players stood outside the line.

Wharton whistled.

And Nick Young is holding a basketball and standing outside the three-point line.

Zheng Long put on a defensive stance.

"Where did this come from? One-on-one?"

Pelinka frowned.

In NBA team training, singles are definitely not common.

More time for the players.

Should be spent on tactical coordination exercises.

The magician also showed a puzzled expression.

Kobe smiled.

"It's kind of interesting, why don't we just stop disturbing them and watch here for a while?"

"If I'm not mistaken."

"Now the one who is going to be singled out with Nick Young is the new No. [-] pick signed by the Lakers?"

Pelinka is clearly still brooding over the matter.

Deliberately corrected.

"It was the No. 14 pick in [-]. We picked up Williams, plus a first round."

Johnson has not been disturbed by the rumors and criticism from the outside world during this period.

Especially in front of Kobe.

I don't want to lose face.

"Zheng Long's talent is unique in history!"

"Those criticisms from the outside world."

"It's just because Zheng Long hasn't played yet!"

Kobe was keenly aware of the disagreement between the two.

One sentence diverted the attention of the two.

"Soon we'll be able to witness it with our own eyes."

The three of them stopped talking.

They all looked at the stadium.

Everyone has their own ideas.

On the court, Nick Young holds the ball with both hands.

In a triple threat pose.

It's different from being arrogant at first.

Be extra cautious.

of course.

You can't stop talking.

"Stinky boy!"

"Obviously you're unlucky!"

"I will score 11 points in a row and end the game!"

The voice fell.

Nick Young takes the first step!
Trying to use the trash talk just now to interfere with Zheng Long's concentration, and pass Zheng Long in one step!
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound of hitting the ball!
Nick Young passed.

The ball was shot down by Zheng Long.

All this happened in an instant.

Even the Lakers players watching from the sidelines didn't react.

"This kid, his hands are quite fast."

"I thought Nick Young was going to go and dunk."

"It seems that there is something."

Zheng Long silently picked up the basketball rolling on the ground.

One-handed ball.

Stretched the basketball in front of Nick Young.

"You dropped the ball."

Nick Yang's face turned livid in an instant.

"don't want?"

"Then it's my turn."

Zheng Long showed a smile instead.

Hold the ball and stand outside the three-point line.

"This rookie is quite arrogant."

"I want to know Nick Young too much at this time."

"What's on my mind."

When Kobe was still on the Lakers.

The entire Lakers.

It's just that Nick Young doesn't listen to him.

Also snatched his lore once.

For this matter.

Kobe always remembers it.

Kobe was very happy to see Nick Young deflated.

Zheng Long faced Nick Young with the ball in both hands.

The right foot stretches out to test.

at the same time.

Stare into Nick Young's eyes.

said slowly.

"Did you just want to?"

Moved!

Zheng Long moved!

Drop the ball, pray to Buddha, and disguise your hands!

then!

Step over to Nick Young's left!
stride!

Holding the basketball in the right hand!

jump up!

The entire palm easily exceeds the height of the basket!
Put the basketball into the basket!

"One step past me?"

The moment the basketball falls into the hoop.

Zheng Long also turned around.

Followed by the opening words.

Beep----

"One to zero!"

Wharton blew the whistle professionally.

This is definitely a wonderful breakthrough.

The silky smoothness of Zheng Long's dribbling.

Beyond the imagination of the Lakers players.

The more professional people are.

The more you know the difficulty.

Especially Zheng Long's sudden big stride at the end!
It's almost like playing.

Just put the basketball into the basket.

"Come again! I don't accept it!"

Nick Young boosted his morale.

The authorities are fascinated.

Not yet aware of the seriousness of the problem.

Holding the basketball, Zheng Long went beyond the three-point line again.

"You know, Nick Young, you're actually pretty good."

"Nonsense! Do you still need to say this!"

Giving back to Nick Young.

It was Zheng Long's backhand pull after releasing the ball!
Sam Gould's style is extraordinary!
It swayed to Nick Young's center of gravity again.

After passing easily!
Zheng Long jumped up lightly again.

Sent the basketball into the hoop.

"But compared with me, it's really far behind."

Beep----

"Two to zero!"

"Come again!!!"

Nick Young above clenched his fists.

Zheng Long was too lazy to say any more rubbish this time.

The moment of receiving a pass from Nick Young.

Super fast first step!
Dribbles directly to the basket from Nick Young's left side.

Nick Young was out of position when he realized it!

Chase and defend!

basket!

Zheng Long held the basketball on his chest and made a small loop.

The left hand sends the basketball easily.

Swish!
"Three to zero!"

There were still some Lakers players who were whispering.

They all became quieter.

Nick Young is in front of Zheng Long.

Just like a high school student.

This is fancy abuse!
Next.
Zheng Long's mid-range emergency stop jumper after breaking through!Nick Young was caught off guard!
"Four to zero!"

Zheng Long faked and knocked Nick Young down, took a step back to widen the distance, and made a steady shot!
"Five to zero!"

Zheng Long's silky turn after breaking through the fried ball, low-handed layup, easy and freehand!

"Six to zero!"

Wharton's voice grew louder.

Nick Young's expression became more and more broken.

He has been abused by Zheng Long to the point where he begins to doubt himself.

I can't prevent it, I can't prevent it at all!
His dribbling is so smooth!

He is so fast!
As long as I have a slight urge to take a shot to steal the ball.

Zheng Long will pass by in an instant!
and.

This kid's mid-range shot.

Steady as an old dog!

In this era where the magic ball theory is rampant, it is either a three-pointer or a breakthrough.

There are still rookies practicing mid-range shooting? !

At this moment, there were three people watching on the other side.

Especially Johnson.

"This kid can actually abuse Nick Young like this!"

"I'm sure I saw Morey right!"

"He really sent a treasure to the Lakers!"

Pelinka is still holding on to his ideas.

There must be something wrong with Zheng Long!

Otherwise, Morey would definitely not trade to the Lakers!

"NBA is not street ball, and Nick Young's defense is not very good."

Only Kobe.

But he asked for no reason.

"His template seems to be Michael Jordan?"

Johnson nodded.

Excited.

After getting an affirmative answer, Kobe thought about it.

On this kid.

It's really a bit of that man's shadow.

Everyone knows that the goal of Kobe's life is Michael Jordan.

With talent and hard work, he has learned almost all of Jordan's skills.

The only gap with Jordan.

It also lies in physical talent.

Seeing Zheng Long who looks quite like Jordan, I felt some strange feelings in my heart.

Suddenly, his pupils trembled.

Because of Zheng Long on the court.

Suddenly changed his style of play.

Dribble with his back, against Nick Young, and start moving toward the hoop.

"This is.!"

As Kobe expected!

Zheng Long on the court!

Turn around suddenly!
Jump high!

The figure leaned back slightly in the air!

Zheng Long's exaggerated take-off height!
Even though Nick Young has reached out hard enough to try and block the shot!

But I found that my fingertips are still far away from the basketball!

despair!

This moment!

A sense of despair finally rose in Nick Young's heart!

then!

Zheng Long sent the basketball out steadily!

The basketball draws a beautiful arc in the air!

Swish!
Hollow into the network!

"Fake!!!!"

"I buy it!!!"

"It's so handsome!!!!"

Zheng Long's goal completely conquered the Lakers.

It was because of Nick Young's face before.

A bunch of strikes did not dare to make a sound.

At this moment, everyone exclaimed for this ball!
There is no one who plays basketball who does not know how to shoot the fadeaway, and has even tried to practice this skill.

But how many dare to use it on the NBA court? !

To be able to meet the standards of Zheng Long!

How many more!

The reason.

Fadeback jumpers have extremely high requirements for back body ability, take-off timing and waist and abdomen strength!

The balance point when you are in the air!
Coordination when shooting!
Anything not in place!
Even without defense, the shooter himself will lose his balance and often miss three shots!
But Zheng Long's back.

"A perfect fadeaway. Perfect takeoff, perfect turn, perfect release."

"This fadeaway."

"Can perfectly deal with all defenses!"

Kobe explained to the two people beside him with complicated expressions, and seemed to be talking to himself.

the other side.

"What is this kid's template?"

Julius Randle looks to his teammate D'Angelo Russell.

"It seems to be Michael Jordan!"

"Oh shit!"

"It can't really be Jordan's reincarnation?"

"Stupid you, Jordan is not dead yet!"

"I'm convinced, I'm really convinced! This kid is really promising!"

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