NBA: I'm really the Chosen One

Chapter 8 Guard
"Melo, kill him!"

"I bet $500 on melo!"

"11 to 2, the most."

"Can he handle the ball well?"

"Anthony will eat him alive, the boy is finished."

The old players booed and gathered in a circle, commenting on the bullfight between Li Zheng and Anthony. Iverson and Marbury looked at each other, smiled tacitly, and turned around to accept all the bets on Anthony.

"You go first." Anthony proudly threw the ball at Li Zheng. His desire to perform became more enthusiastic when there were more people watching. This may be a common problem of young players. It is too difficult for a group of young rich men full of hormones to keep themselves safe. So even Larry Brown, who is known for his strictness in the NBA, will not show embarrassment to these players during this period.

After all, it took Larry Brown a lot of thought to get this team together. If it weren't for the head coach Larry Brown and assistant coach Popovich, Iverson and Duncan would never join this dream team Yes, other players are more or less involved in connections and friendships.

"11 to 0." Li Zheng said calmly.

Anthony's eyes seemed to burst into flames, and his face became even more hostile, "What did you say?"

"Score, don't worry, my bag is not heavy, I don't like to carry a lot of luggage."

The basketball went straight into the net, and there was a sound of rubbing against the net. The basketball didn't even touch the rim. Li Zheng's expression didn't change at all, because although Anthony was taller and stronger than Marbury and Iverson Even better, but those who despise themselves cannot guard against themselves.

This is not an ideal skill or rhetoric. Defense requires attitude and study. Defense is by no means a technique that can be honed overnight. It is the polishing of the body, the continuous repetition of technical movements, the perfection of details, and the comprehensive study of the opponent. Anthony has no The momentum of a strong defender.

"Already started? Are you sure you want to guard me there?" Li Zheng put the basketball on his waist and said to Anthony.

"I hope your shooting is as good as your trash talk." Anthony gritted his teeth with a black face and said, asking him to go beyond the three-point line to press a college player?This is too embarrassing, these old players here make him even less want to lose face, he has made up his mind to teach Li Zheng a lesson, no matter what method he uses.

"3 to 0." Li Zheng made a decisive shot. While the ball was still flying, Li Zheng had already turned around and was ready to serve. The air of pretending made the old players sigh.

"This kid is really perverted!" Marbury complained in a low voice.He was tricked by Li Zheng countless times yesterday. This college player’s shooting range is even more exaggerated than that of an NBA-level three-point shooter. Can hit these long-range shots in a row.

"Good luck, not bad." Anthony taunted with a forced smile, but the power to pass the ball to Li Zheng was obviously much weaker.

"Aren't you coming up?" Li Zheng looked at Anthony with sincere eyes. Anthony gritted his teeth and stepped back a few steps to give Li Zheng more space. Marbury couldn't bear to close his eyes, sympathizing with this stunned little brother, "again."

Shooting in this era is generally called a softie's behavior, and shooting a three-pointer floating outside is criticized by fans and players, but today Li Zheng's shooting is comparable to dunks by others. The old player They secretly sighed that with this kind of pretentious temperament, this child will become a great weapon.

"Actually, I'm better at making breakthroughs. You know, I'm from college, and I haven't had systematic training in shooting." Li Zheng and Anthony finished speaking in a low voice when they passed by. Anthony was expressionless after listening. , but everyone knows that he is going to play for real.

The silent Anthony defended Li Zheng closely. In a one-on-one bullfight without a referee, the scale of the foul would become very ambiguous, especially since both sides are competitive and strong players, and the range of movements will inevitably increase.

Anthony immediately put one leg in the path of Li Zheng, his left hand tightly held Li Zheng's jersey, and the other hand touched Li Zheng's dribbling arm from time to time. Everyone knew that he was serious. Anthony was really pissed off.

"Another three-pointer? Huh? Seriously? Don't even think about it, you have no chance!" Anthony's little move on the verge of fouling did not cause Li Zheng much trouble. Li Zheng dribbled the ball calmly, so calmly that he had already made his choice. The location of the next three-pointer.

This is thanks to the great streetball player from Brooklyn and Li Zhengxin's mentor, Stephen Marbury.

In the bullfight with Marbury, Li Zheng simply counted that he was elbowed more than fifty times, tripped twenty times, pretended to go in six times, kicked eight times, tackled twice, and Kicking eggs twice, these "little" movements full of New York street style have a strong teaching effect on Li Zheng's offensive anti-interference.

The teaching results are naturally gratifying. Li Zheng was on his elbows when he was dreaming in the hotel yesterday, and he talked with a few words of rubbish in his sleep. Anthony wanted to disturb him with such small actions, it was just a dream.

"Where's your three-pointer? Huh? Boy? Will it just float outside? It's too soft." Anthony elbowed Li Zheng without hesitation, but he felt as if his elbow was blocked wall.

Li Zheng frowned and watched the smoke gradually condense into familiar words. It was obvious that Carmelo Anthony had triggered a switch on his chosen path, and he was going to complete some kind of challenge to get rewards or punishments.

[Steel Guardian]: Being attacked physically and mentally, it is tired of being your weakness, and it will guard your bond with a new attitude. (Immune to and double rebound malicious attacks from others)

The strong sense of oppression and restraint made Li Zheng's walking quite inconvenient. Of course, this feeling did not come from Carmelo Anthony.

Li Zheng grabbed the ball with one hand and protected it behind his back, "Thank you, Cameron." Li Zheng thanked him sincerely, but Anthony backed away repeatedly when he saw Li Zhenggang's hand in his pants pressing towards him.

"FK! Are you going to touch me with the hand you just finished touching your panties? Are you crazy? Are you serious?"

"Come on, I just sorted it out, I didn't touch it anywhere, I promise. Dude, keep going, 11 to 0, we're done." Li Zheng said sincerely.

"Get out, who wants to finish the fight with you." Anthony ran away, sprinting faster than he was in the Nuggets' fast break.

"How do you count? I won? Who's next? Dwayne? LeBron?" Li Zheng turned his head to look at Wade and James, who were rocking back and forth with laughter, with a serious and serious expression.

The onlookers of the Meng Liu players quietly dispersed, leaving only the two of them watching Li Zheng challenge them dumbfounded. The two looked at each other tacitly, and then left together at the same speed that Anthony left. on site.

(End of this chapter)