NBA: I'm really the Chosen One

Chapter 4 Kung Fu Boy
Iverson took the ball with his left hand and made an in&out. Li Zheng's body subconsciously tilted a little bit to the right. For him, such a gap was enough. His right leg kicked the ground suddenly, and his body leaned forward like an arrow. Penetrated Li Zheng's line of defense and went straight into the penalty area.

After breaking through Li Zheng's defense, Iverson deliberately slowed down. When Li Zheng was chasing the block, he jumped up and took the initiative to confront him.

"Aaron!" "The real killer!"

Iverson's fellow brothers cheered loudly, 11 to 7 was the final point difference, in their view, Iverson won without any suspense, although the rice boy scored three goals, they were all fooled, playing basketball Everyone knows who made eight blind shots and didn't get a few. Iverson completely exploded Li Zheng.

"11 to 7!"

"Wu! You lost! Rice boy!"

"You beat too much rubbish."

"suck my"

"Enough! Shut up." Iverson stopped their swearing with a livid face, "Be respectful." Then he looked at Li Zheng complicatedly, and stretched out his hand, "I take back what I offended just now."

Although Iverson won the game, he knew how intense the confrontation process was. Li Zheng adjusted too quickly. He was like a sponge that absorbed water. He could absorb his offensive and defensive skills in just one or two rounds. And the next turn will try to use them hard.

It took Li Zheng less than five rounds from the time he was immature and difficult to dribble, and he got used to his defensive strength to show his ample arsenal.

The score of 11 to 7 by no means represents Li Zheng's real strength. Li Zheng's back-up skills even reminded him of Jordan!If he wants to win the game ugly, he only needs to straighten his arms with his back, feed into the basket little by little and then lay up calmly, but Li Zheng didn't do that, instead he chose to try various offenses method, and almost never use the same offensive method consecutively.

Iverson has been using his speed and agility to attack Li Zheng's weaknesses. As a defender who is close to two meters, Li Zheng really cannot compare to Iverson's explosive acceleration comparable to a sports car. Let a person envy.

But even if Iverson went all out to play seriously with anger, the score was not as disparity as imagined. Iverson did not approve of Li Zheng's romantic heads-up approach, but he was willing to respect powerful players, so he first For a while, he stopped his brother from insulting Li Zheng and apologized for some trash talking about personal attacks on Li Zheng on the court.

"Are you asking me? Boy?" Iverson pulled Li Zheng into his arms and asked in a low voice.

"No, this is my rule." Li Zheng said in a low voice, and he patted Iverson's head as he wished. It felt good, and Iverson glared at him without saying a word.

"There is a party tonight. Steve, Lamar, and Sean will be there. Do you want to participate?" Iverson changed into a hip-hop outfit again, and put on the thick dog leash under Li Zheng's grinning expression to the neck.

"Hey, come on, Li, I'll show you the world." Iverson's brother, the familiar Hei Ge, hugged Li Zheng, but the moment his arm was on Li Zheng's body, he felt like he was flying Get up, and then the world seems to turn upside down, gradually turning gray and white.
Li Zheng scratched his head. He habitually regarded Brother Hei's hug as a chokehold in a fight. [Sanda Master] triggered it inadvertently, and used inertia to lift Brother Hei up into the air and then fell directly to the ground. He just subconsciously picked it up. The whip kick that fell from the sky somewhat had the meaning of revenge, but Li Zheng assured that these movements were all subconscious, and he also worked hard to put away the follow-up moves.

"Uh, Reg, are you okay?" The gay black guy stopped licking his fat lips, but greeted the guy lying on the ground with a dull face.

"Ah! Mom, I'm going to die! I'm fine, I'm fine, hey, I'm in pain, I'm going to die!" Rieger carefully groped his whole body, was pulled up by Li Zhengteng and fell to the floor vigorously, Li Zheng He jumped up like lightning and gave himself a powerful whip kick. When he fell to the ground, he felt that he was dead.

"Li, this..." Iverson looked at Li Zheng with some fear. He was a little skeptical when someone said that people in Huaguo knew kung fu, but now he believed it.

"I really didn't mean it," Li Zheng said with a wry smile.

Iverson nodded again and again, "I understand, I understand, but there is good news, you may not need to worry about old players bullying." The burly man was the majority of the players of the Dream Sixth Team. After seeing Li Zheng turning his head, these people took a half step back, with panic in their eyes.

"Hahaha, I don't think it's interesting to bully rookies." Lamar Odom said with a smile.

"Yeah, things like backpacks should be done by yourself." Sean Marion nodded repeatedly.
"They're all grown-ups, they do their own things, and they look down on those old guys who bully newcomers the most." Carlos Boozer swallowed, and added in a low voice.

"Your name is Bruce Lee, right? No, you're Jackie Chan. No, you're Jet Li. Uh, what's your name?" Odom greeted Li Zheng with a silly smile, but he tried his best to make Li Zheng laugh. It looked a little worried.

"Bryant Lee, I have read the list." Boozer said firmly.

"The surname of the Chinese is in the front, his name should be Lee Bryant." Sean Marion retorted.

"Is Bruce Lee's last name is Lee or Bruce?" Odom asked.

"Yeah, that's still Bryant Lee, Lamar you are this." Sean Marion gave a thumbs up, Odom showed a smart smile, Boozer carefully glanced at Li Zheng, and found that he didn't The meaning of doing it finally showed a smile.

"Hello, my name is Brian Li, and my Chinese name is Li Zheng." Li Zheng interrupted the chat of several people helplessly.These guys who reported earlier made an appointment to go to the nightclub together with Iverson. After seeing this Chinese teenager throwing Iverson, a fat brother who weighs nearly [-] pounds, with his arms, they quickly expressed their respect for the rookie. The care and love of the players.

What kind of bullying rookie players, what kind of bullshit traditions, is there anything worse than being photographed by reporters and thrown in circles in the sky by kung fu boys?If there is, it should be the appearance of being whipped and kicked by this kung fu boy in the sky and then landed in embarrassment.

The experience of UFC and WWE, which Americans love to watch, tells them that Li Zheng's closing move just now seems to be some kind of finishing move. They don't know whether it is a deadly scissor kick or a deadly elbow, but everyone knows that if you don't want to suffer If so, don't provoke that kung fu kid, the fat guy rolling around on the ground and screaming is the best example.

"Uh, I'm going to send Rieger to see a doctor. Our hot bullets are assembled." Iverson broke the embarrassing situation, helped Hei Ge on the ground and agreed with everyone.

"Li, Aaron pays the bill today. There are good deals. Aren't you going to see the world?" Lamar Odom habitually prepared to wrap his arms around Chen Zheng's neck when he suddenly remembered something and flinched like an electric shock. When they came back, Marion and Boozer were all amazed at the lightning-fast hand speed. There is indeed no limit to human potential.

"You guys go, I just got kicked in the ass by Allen, I have to win it back next time." Li Zheng said lightly, then picked up the basketball, silently reminiscing about every detail of the heads-up, today's harvest is very rich , Li Zheng is already looking forward to the grand event when the dream six teams gather in the future.

The carefree Odom didn't care, walked towards the aisle and prepared to leave the court with Iverson. Both Marion and Boozer could hear the confidence in Li Zheng's tone, as if he was just stating a fact that had happened, not an ideal hope. Anticipation and the like.

(End of this chapter)