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Chapter 331 Poor Big Ben

O'Neal took the ball and began to "guide" Big Ben's inside skills.

Davis watched with relish from the sidelines.

After receiving the pass from the trainer, O'Neill took the ball with seven points of strength, and pushed Da Ben behind him.

He was afraid that he would destroy the "toy" behind him too soon, so that he would not have to play with it in the future.

But to his great surprise, Da Ben behind him remained motionless.

"Huh? I still have strength." O'Neill was a little surprised, but soon relieved.

If he didn't have two brushes, Michael wouldn't have invited him to training camp.

He directly exerted all his strength and pushed back.

Big Ben snorted, but was only pushed back a small step by O'Neal.

This time, O'Neill was really taken aback.

The current Big Ben is not the devil muscular man of later generations, but he has always been known for his strength, so he still has some resistance to O'Neill's brute force.

O'Neill made two hard tops again, but the effect was not very satisfactory.

In desperation, O'Neill used his arm to resist Da Ben, turned around and threw the shot.

What a big book!
He seized the opportunity that O'Neill underestimated the enemy, jumped up on the spot, and slapped O'Neill's shot out with a slap.

DeWeese laughed off the court and applauded O'Neal at the same time.

O'Neill's big black face was flushed.

And Big Ben was still looking at his hands in a daze.

"Did I cap O'Neill?"

"Hey Ben, great job!"

As he spoke, Davis bent down, picked up the ball that rolled to his feet, and threw it to Big Ben.

"Ben, it's your turn to attack."

Big Ben looked at the ball in his hand and suddenly became excited.

Why?If I scored another goal over O'Neal's head, wouldn't that be fame with one goal?

He didn't see O'Neill behind him with a smirk, full of malice.

Big Ben clung to O'Neal behind him, dribbling the ball clumsily.

O'Neal hit what he could, he hit O'Neal. . . .

The picture was so beautiful that DeWeese couldn't help covering his face.

Leaning on O'Neal for nearly 20 seconds, O'Neal almost smoked with one hand on his hips. . .

In desperation, Daben just turned around and forcibly shot.

The scouts who gradually gathered on the sidelines sighed in unison.

O'Neal saw the opportunity, jumped up and grabbed the ball.

That's right, O'Neal gave Big Ben a grab cap. . . .

The scouts on the sidelines left halfway in an instant.

Next, O'Neal attacks.

O'Neill had already guessed that the simple-faced guy behind him had only brute force. He used the inside footsteps that he seldom used, and shook Ben three times in a row. The shaking of Ben was a little suspicious of his life. Then he turned around easily, dunked the ball into the basket with a ground gun, and let out a hard breath.

The scouts on the sidelines went halfway again. . .

Anna came to Davis.

"Michael, are you optimistic about this big man?"

"Of course, my dear, this big man is just a piece of rough jade. With a little bit of carving, he can shine brightly in the position that suits him best." Speaking of this, DeWeese seemed to think of something, and shouted to Yao Ming and Wang Zhizhi who were concentrating on practicing their footsteps on the Olajuwon field over there.

"Yao, Wang, come to my side."

The two obediently came to Davis' side.

"Shaq, Ben, you two stop fighting, just stop."

O'Neill, who was desperately pushing back against Da Ben on the field, stopped when Da Ben, whose face was almost flushed purple, stopped at the same time.

"Ben, you defend, let them attack, and you play a few rounds. It was agreed in advance that you are not allowed to use your body against this big man." Davis pointed to Yao Ming and Wang Zhizhi, and then focused on Yao Ming.

Big Ben obediently held the ball and waited for two people to challenge his defense.

Wang Zhizhi came first, he hit the big book twice, and found that the strength of the two people was no longer at the same level, and the golf quotient was extremely high, and he immediately turned around and changed to face-up attack.

The wind-chasing boy really wasn't a cover. Although Daben's lateral movement is not slow, his roughly face-to-face offensive style is very similar to the schoolbag Du of later generations. He can even make a huge crossover when facing Daben.

Big Ben was obviously a little confused by the big man's outside style, and he was roughly swayed if he didn't check.

But he caught up to the basket very quickly and reorganized his defense.

Basically, he made a fake shot in a calm manner, and Da Ben, who was dangling by O'Neill just now, stood wisely and did not hesitate.

Roughly one and a half turns around, as if to shoot again.

"Now you should make a move."

Ben, who wanted to build a rough one to prove himself, jumped up.

Roughly received the ball, turned around, jumped up to the other side, and licked the ball into the basket.

Daben was so shaken by this wave of smooth operations that he couldn't find it. . . .

Davis directly stopped the bullfight between the two and replaced Yao Ming.

Yao Ming may have been watching Da Ben being abused just now, so he gained confidence.

After he received the ball, he also attacked facing the frame. Big Ben remembered what Davis said, and he didn't use his physical advantage to force Yao Ming. He looked at Yao Ming's body like a bamboo pole, and he was afraid that he would knock Yao Ming apart if he bumped forward. . .

Yao Ming took a look, hey, is there such a good thing?

He unceremoniously pushed Da Ben, and then shot directly on top of Da Ben's head.

Yao Ming's move was not fast, and Daben also had plenty of time to react.

but. . . .Damn, it's not enough. . . .

Da Ben rushed forward, but found that Yao Ming's shot was ridiculously high, and he could barely reach Yao Ming's wrist.

"Won't every center have the mid-range shooting ability of Patrick and David?" Big Ben comforted himself in this way, and looked back hopefully.

"Shua!" Yao Ming shot hollowly into the frame.

Davis couldn't stand up with laughter.

"Hey, Ben, you must pay attention to the yellow-skinned insiders in the future. They all have the ability to shoot accurately." Davis reminded Big Ben loudly.

Big Ben nodded cutely.

"Are all the insiders in this training camp this kind of monster?" This is the only thought in Big Ben's mind now.

555~~~Give me the ball, I want to go home!

At this time, none of the scouts on the sidelines paid attention to the big man himself. They even began to question Davis' vision, wondering how such a short insider with a brain full of muscles got into the top training camp in the United States.

If DeWeese knew what the scouts were thinking, he would just chuckle.

An undrafted pick can get 4 DPOYs, and he is still short. To be honest, if DeWeese hadn't come back from time travel, he wouldn't believe that the cute and cute King Kong in front of him could achieve this level.

The scouts on the sidelines focused more attention on Yao Ming and Wang Zhizhi, the two yellow-skinned insiders.

There has never been a person of yellow race in the league. Yao Ming and Wang Zhizhi undoubtedly opened a window to the New World for these scouts.

　There should be another chapter later, but don't wait.

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