NBA villain

Chapter 22 Test
It may be that there were a lot of people who came to the trial training. After everyone glanced at Yang Di, they didn't pay special attention.

Yang Di followed Smith and Finney to the other half, and it happened that no one was training in this half.

"Smith, is this a new guy? Wow, he's Asian. He looks quite strong." A player came over to pick up the ball and said hello to Smith.

"Jimmy, go practice your dribbling." Smith cursed with a smile, raising his leg to kick him.

The man picked up the ball with a smile and walked away, dribbling the ball as he walked. Yang Di could tell that the atmosphere in the team was relatively good.

"Let's test your physical fitness, let's see how your jumping ability is?" Smith said with a smile, pointing to the transparent glass basket with his finger.

"Touch the height directly?" Yang Di raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, try it." Smith folded his hands.

"Come on, buddy!" Finny clenched his fists to cheer Yang Di up.

Yang Di took off his jacket, revealing the short-sleeved T-shirt he wore all year round. He twisted his neck, rubbed his joints, and rushed over without saying a word.

Yang Di's jumping ability is 35. It has been a bit slow to improve this attribute through practice, but he is 2 meters tall and his wingspan is not bad. He stepped on the ground and lifted himself high. His right arm, with five fingers spread out, is like a giant flying beast, with a menacing aura.

"Snapped!"

He slapped his palm on the position about half an arm beyond the basket, lowered his head, and landed lightly on the ground.

"Well, it's okay." Smith nodded. This jumping ability is pretty good. Although he has seen many people who can jump better than Yang Di, most of them are black players. The yellow skin jumps so high, which is already good. Well, after all, judging by his height and weight, he should not be a professionally trained person.

Yang Di came over.

"Any more tests?"

"Well, there should have been a speed test and agility test, but today the field is not very empty, so let's do a strength test, and then play a three-on-three with us."

"Okay." Yang Di was happy. The strength attribute is the highest among his current attribute values, reaching 55, and the speed and agility are average. If you don't test it, you don't need to expose your shortcomings.

"Come here, come over here and try the bench press." Smith became more enthusiastic.

Yang Di obviously felt his blazing like the sun, smiled wryly and was pulled to the side of the field, where there was a bench press machine, and a 50kg barbell plate was hung on the barbell.

"I usually push 70 kg in training. I came here for a test today. My strength has skyrocketed before. It should be no problem to push 80 kg." Yang Di flashed his thoughts, and then said with a smile: "I Just push an 15kg one, and add [-]kg of barbell plates to each of the two sides."

"Wow, add it quickly, add it." Smith's eyes lit up, and he did it himself, helping Yang Di add the barbell.

Then Yang Di lay down, lying on the bench on his back, holding the barbell with both hands, knees bent, back straight, exhaling at the dantian, and pushing his hands out suddenly.

"a bit!"

"Twice!"

Yang Di pushed 15 times in one breath. His arms were so weak that he put the barbell back on the equipment. At this time, both Smith and Finney showed smiles on their faces at the same time.

"Yes, brother, I can't see that your core strength is very strong."

"Basically, they have reached the standards of NBA players. How do you train your strength? You must have done bench press in normal times, right?"

Yang Di paused, then nodded. He could tell at a glance that he had never trained in bench press training. There was nothing wrong with admitting it. He smiled and said, "I have indeed trained in this area before."

"Come on, play a 3V3 with me, I want to see your strength for myself."

Smith also took off his jacket, and immediately, his muscular body was exposed, with tendons and flesh piled up in pieces, making him look more like a bodybuilder.

Yang Di smacked his tongue secretly when he saw it, this guy
"Ding, the immediate task is open, join the Windbirds - through the hearty 3v3 match, the host won the approval of the Windbirds, joined the Windbirds and embarked on the road of professional basketball. Task reward: start the road of professional basketball."

Yang Di couldn't figure out this instant task. What does it mean to start a career in basketball?
He suppressed the doubts in his heart, and then followed Smith through the half.I only heard Smith clapping his hands to interrupt the players' training, urging the players to stop the shooting training.

"Jimmy, Flak, Monkey, Garcia, let's play three-on-three."

"This is Yang Di, who just came to our team's test today. He, like Yao from Houston, is from China." Smith gave a brief introduction to Yang Di.

Yang Di showed a trademark silly smile, harmless to humans and animals.

"Hey, this guy looks stupid. I doubt whether people of yellow race can play basketball. They should only be able to play ping-pong." The two people who were not named whispered and looked at Yang Di unscrupulously.

"Let's start, hit ten!" Smith made a simple assignment, Jimmy, a white guard with a height of 1 meters, Monkey, a small forward with a height of 78 meters, and his team.Garcia, a guard with a height of 1 meters, an anti-aircraft gun, and a tall and thin man with a height of 91 meters, is also a small forward. These two people are on the same team as Yang Di.

Yang Di's team served first, and Garcia and the tall and thin "Aircraft" skillfully played a pick-and-roll on the outside, and then the split AAA retreated beyond the three-point line, and the monkey followed him step by step, leaving no room for him to shoot. .The anti-aircraft gun made a fake shot, and then gave the ball to Yang Di, who was in the important position, without delay.

Yang Di could see that the basketball level of these people was obviously much higher than that of the players on the streets of Madison. Whether it was Smith, who was as strong as a bodybuilding coach behind him, or the windbird players with their own characteristics outside, they had initially possessed professional skills. The quality of the players, although Yang Di doesn't know what the quality of a professional player is, but there is a feeling in the dark that there is something worth learning from this group of people.

At least in Madison, no one would ever think of passing the ball to him inside.

After he got the ball, he forgot what to do for a while, and was stunned with the ball in his hand. Then, the next moment, Smith came from behind him, and looking for the right opportunity, he reached out and tapped the basketball in Yang Di's hand. .

Out of bounds, Yang Di was squeezed forward, in an unprecedented embarrassment.

Finney, who was cheering for Yang Di, blushed, and the two Windbird players who were watching the play sniggered and pointed at Yang Di, as if they had seen a joke.

Yang Di was naturally embarrassed, and Smith still had a smile on his face, but he was inevitably a little disappointed in his heart. This guy who seems to be physically fit, his basketball skills are only average.

But after serving the ball, the anti-aircraft gun passed the ball in again, and they all wanted to see Yang Di's ability.

Yang Di held the ball in his hand, raised it high, and pushed his buttocks back. He felt the majestic strength of Smith behind him, and he was as motionless as a mountain.

A drop of cold sweat fell down, and Yang Di recalled the appearance of Kovoz playing singles with his back, pretending to lean on Smith's chest with his back.

"boom!"

coming!Smith was refreshed, his muscles tensed, his legs were spread apart, his center of gravity was stabilized, and his curved arms were pressed against Yang Di's back.

"boom!"

Yang Di charged for the second time, but Smith remained motionless. Yang Di took the ball and turned back flexibly to the left. Before Smith could react, his right hand had already held the ball and raised his hook.

"Small hook?" Smith's eyes lit up, and he jumped up to defend.

The basketball spun in the air, drawing a beautiful trajectory, everyone's eyes were fixed on the tumbling basketball, and then... it wiped the net and flew out of the baseline...

Three non-stick... Everyone has a black line.

"Ahem." Yang Di coughed twice to hide his embarrassment. Smith's face revealed a look of disappointment. It turned out that it was just a fake move. He thought that Hehui would have the same touch and attack power as Yao Ming.

Then, on the attack of Smith et al.

Smith ran out to set up a pick-and-roll for Jimmy. It was the first time that Yang Di encountered someone else playing a pick-and-roll tactic. Jimmy walked to the left and formed a cross attack position with Smith who was running down.Yang Di just stared at Smith, not paying any attention to the fact that his teammates were out of position, and Jimmy was almost driving straight.

Jimmy glanced at Yang Di, who was still stuck with Smith, proudly held up the basketball, and made a one-handed layup.

"Hey, big man, switch defenses! At least help me delay a little bit!" Garcia is a somewhat old middle-aged man, wearing a pair of retro basketball glasses, but he has a desire to win when he plays basketball. Politely pointed out Yang Di's mistake.

Yang Di ignored him, and now Garcia was even angrier. After getting the ball, he didn't pass it to Yang Di. He directly dribbled two steps outside and made a jump shot.

"clang!"

The basketball bounces.

"Mine!" Suddenly a roar sounded, like a thunderclap on the flat ground.

Smith's eyes darkened, and a figure beside him jumped up violently, grasping the flying basketball like a moon in the air, and clapped his hands together, making a loud noise.

Yang Di landed on the ground, and before Smith could react, he dribbled the ball with both hands and moved to the side of the basket.

Then he grabbed the basketball with one hand, rocketed into the sky, and slammed the ball into the basket wildly.

"boom!"

The basketball hoop was grabbed by Yang Di's big hand, and it bent downward under his 55 points of strength and huge weight. The entire basketball hoop began to shake, and the net was floating, which was amazing in visual impact.

Broken glasses fell on the ground...

(End of this chapter)