pinnacle of basketball

Chapter 453 Trustworthy
"He's going to shoot free throws with his left hand, and with one hand!"

Anyone who has played basketball knows that the shooting rate of the dominant hand is much higher than that of the infrequent hand, and if you shoot with your non-dominant hand, you will feel very awkward.

Mu Chenfeng's choice undoubtedly shocked many people, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the result of the free throw.

The action of the free throw after the single made the audience think of a person, the "living treasure" in the All-Star Game, the absolute murderous look in the league, "Shaquille" Shaquille O'Neal.

O'Neal left too many classic pictures in the All-Star Game, and the funny one-handed free throw is one of them. When O'Neal put one hand on his hip at the free throw line and made a one-handed free throw action, the atmosphere of the audience reached a climax instantly.

Today, Mu Chenfeng "copied" O'Neal's classic free throws back then, but he was forced to make one-handed free throws, and his free throws were much more difficult than O'Neal's.

"You can't make a shot with your right hand, and it's even more impossible with your left hand." Thompson looked relaxed, betting that Mu Chenfeng's free throw would not make it.

Before he finished speaking, Mu Chenfeng slapped Thompson in the face with his left hand. This goal not only scored, but also scored very simply, a beautiful hollow.

"How could this be?" Thompson felt his face burn.

The whole audience exclaimed, Mu Chenfeng's left hand was as stable as his right hand, and his movements were so standard that people doubted whether he knew he was a left-hander.

It is not uncommon for the left hand to be able to hit, but it is very difficult to maintain the standard speed of the movement. Mu Chenfeng's shots make people see no difference between the left and right hands, and there is no sense of disobedience.

"It must be a coincidence, I'm going to grab a rebound." Thompson still didn't believe that Mu Chenfeng had recovered his touch, and urged his teammates to control the rebound.

"There's no need for that." Mu Chenfeng slowly lifted the basketball over his head, and shot directly after the basketball reached the highest point. Before reaching the goal, Mu Chenfeng turned around and walked off the free throw line, walking towards the substitution area on the sidelines.

Swish! ! !
The players chasing the rebound wasted their efforts to get stuck, another hollow ball, and Mu Chenfeng scored his first two points in the All-Star Weekend by relying on free throws.

After executing the free throw, Mu Chenfeng was replaced by Oscar for treatment.

"Wait for me to come back." Mu Chenfeng stopped and said to Oscar the moment Mu Chenfeng and Oscar were separated.

Oscar completely understood Mu Chenfeng's thoughts through his eyes and tone of voice, "I will try my best, but I can't guarantee it for other people."

"I believe you can." Mu Chenfeng said slowly, "Captain."

When the word captain came out of Mu Chenfeng's mouth again, Oscar's heart trembled. Although the two were no longer teammates, in Mu Chenfeng's mind, Oscar would always be his captain, his big brother, and this would never change.

"It seems that I have no way to refuse." Oscar shrugged helplessly, "Tell me, what kind of situation do you want? I will try my best to help you arrange it."

"You know." Mu Chenfeng said in a cold tone.

Oscar's hairs stood on end suddenly, he had only seen Mu Chenfeng like this once, he was not serious, he was angry.

Oscar couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat for Thompson. The last time Mu Chenfeng showed such an expression, the players he was facing were blown out on both offense and defense.

After Mu Chenfeng left the field, he received emergency ice treatment. It was diagnosed that there was no major injury to his wrist, and he only needed ice to reduce swelling. However, the doctor had made it clear that he would not be able to play again in this game.

Knowing the diagnosis, Mu Chenfeng was unwilling to accept it. He didn't want his first All-Star Game to end in such a hasty way. Besides, there were still some unresolved issues between him and Thompson.

In order to ensure Mu Chenfeng's health, the management of the Heat has already begun to discuss the waiver of Mu Chenfeng's all qualifications for this All-Star Game. After all, the wrist injury cannot be ignored. Not everyone can recover so well after a wrist injury like Oscar.

It also took more than two months for Oscar to recover from his wrist injury.

Mu Chenfeng's wrist has only undergone a preliminary diagnosis, and a second diagnosis is required to truly confirm the diagnosis. Therefore, the exact extent of his wrist injury is still unknown.

When he knew that the Heat were going to forfeit all his qualifications, Mu Chenfeng ran directly to the VIP box of the Heat. At this time, the management was having a tense discussion.

Mu Chenfeng didn't care about being polite, and directly pushed the door open.

"Why are you here?" The management staff were also very surprised by Mu Chenfeng's sudden visit.

"What are you doing?" Mu Chenfeng asked knowingly.

The people in the management did not respond, but covered up the waiver application form on the table.

"You want me to abstain?" Mu Chenfeng asked straight to the point.

"Don't get excited, this is also for the long-term consideration of the team. After all, this is just the All-Star Game." Someone came out to make a relief.

"Isn't the All-Star Game a competition?" Mu Chenfeng said in a strong tone, "None of these quotas can be cancelled."

The team owner Blake Lee, who had been listening in the box, finally stood up, walked up to Mu Chenfeng and said, "How is your hand injury?"

Black Lee's first sentence was not to question and criticize, but to care about Mu Chenfeng's injury. This sentence made Mu Chenfeng's temper disappear instantly.

"The doctor said it's fine." Mu Chenfeng replied.

"The doctor also said that you can't continue to play this game, and you may not be able to play the next game."

"I'm fine." Mu Chenfeng said firmly, the swelling in his wrist had almost disappeared, but the pain became more and more obvious. This kind of intense labor pain made his muscles always contract unconsciously.

"You can't even shoot, what are you going to use?" Blake Lee asked.

"I still have my left hand." Mu Chenfeng raised his left hand into the air, and it was this hand that allowed him to score the only 2 points so far.

Blake Lee turned around and walked to the window of the box. The game in the arena was very stalemate. Oscar was dribbling the ball to control the rhythm. The scores of the two sides were very close.

"Is your left hand trustworthy?" Black Lee asked thoughtfully.

"Not worthy of trust." Mu Chenfeng responded decisively. This answer was unexpected by Black Lee. He thought that with Mu Chenfeng's character, he would directly respond to himself as "worthy".

Black Lee turned his head and looked at Mu Chenfeng, as if he was waiting for something.

"My left and right hands are not trustworthy." Mu Chenfeng raised his hands and smiled, "But I, Mu Chenfeng, are trustworthy!"

This is exactly the answer Blake Lee expected, a perfect answer.

"I knew you wouldn't let me down." Blake Lee smiled. "Then I'll give you a chance. You'll make the last shot later. Regardless of whether you win or lose, as long as you make the shot, I will allow you to play in the next game. If you don't make the shot, I will immediately forfeit all your events."

This "bet" is very high, but Black Lee and the management are also out of long-term considerations for the team and to protect Mu Chenfeng.

"Okay!" Mu Chenfeng agreed without thinking, "I not only want to make the last shot, but I also want to win!"

(End of this chapter)