pinnacle of basketball

Chapter 664 G3-"Be Water My Friend!!!"

James' reaction to this turn was extremely fast, almost challenging the limit of human reaction.

Mu Chenfeng was stunned for a long time. This result was not what he expected. To drive such a huge physique to complete a turn in a very short time would cause a huge physical load on the player himself, especially the knees and waist. However, Mu Chenfeng did not feel this load from James at all, and he completed it very easily.

"Terrifying physical talent." Mu Chenfeng was full of curiosity about James' body, and even once suspected that it was not something that humans could do.

"Hey, don't be dazed." Barrett stepped forward and patted Mu Chenfeng, which made him recover. "Are you surprised now? That guy is so surprising."

This is from the opponent's evaluation. Barrett's physical talent is already at a rare level, and the physical talent that can be recognized and praised by him is no longer rare.

"How did he do it?" Mu Chenfeng asked.

"Some things are innate." Barrett's answer is even more shocking. Some physical qualities can be gradually formed through acquired exercise, but talents cannot be cultivated, and are doomed from the moment of birth.

"Innate talent?" Mu Chenfeng whispered, "Then what is my talent?"

Mu Chenfeng's offense was hindered, which was a big loss for the Heat, and made others have to take greater responsibility on the offensive end.

After James restricted Mu Chenfeng for several rounds in a row, his touch really dropped to freezing point, and there were even rare situations where he missed the open space.

"He has no threat for the time being." James asserted, and switched back to the defensive matchup with Oscar.

Under James' defense, Mu Chenfeng did not perform to his due level. He just switched back to Oscar to defend himself. He wanted to take this opportunity to regain his form. Oscar's defensive ability was far worse than James'.

However, it was only after Mu Chenfeng actually matched up with Oscar that he realized that the feeling of hand could not be retrieved after being lost for a while.

Oscar's defense is not tight, it can be said that he made an open shot, but Mu Chenfeng didn't seize the opportunity and missed from the middle distance.

Mu Chenfeng was a little annoyed after missing a good chance to score, and kept rubbing his hands.

"Is the hand of the wind a bit cold?" Su Mengyao said slowly.

"It's not a hand problem, it's a psychological problem." Rondo slowly got up and walked towards the center line. In fact, he remembered that when James completed the turnaround dunk, but he still wanted to see how that ball would affect Mu Chenfeng, but the blow Mu Chenfeng received was beyond imagination.

"The Heat apply for a timeout." The referee interrupted the game, and the players on both sides retreated to the sidelines.

"Mu Chenfeng, you played well, let's get down and take a rest first." The first thing Rondo said was to replace Mu Chenfeng.

"Coach, no need, I can do it." Mu Chenfeng just didn't perform well in the last few rounds, and he firmly believed that he could adjust back.

Wade said, "Mu Chenfeng, listen to the coach." Wade also felt that replacing Mu Chenfeng at this time is much better than keeping him on the court. He did make a good start and helped the Heat establish a leading advantage. But since James switched to him, he has never scored too much, and his shots are too reluctant. Anyone in the know can see that he is competing with James.

Competing with opponents is not terrible, what is terrible is competing with oneself. Mu Chenfeng has already shown signs of this, so coach Rondo will replace him and adjust.

"Everyone's talent is different. James' talent lies in his body. Don't focus on others all the time, but look at yourself." Rondo knew that Mu Chenfeng was very reluctant to be replaced, so he had already prepared a set of arguments in his heart.

"Then what is my talent?" Mu Chenfeng asked.

"Everyone's talent needs to be discovered by themselves. Only you know what your talent is."

No one knows yourself better than yourself.

"Feng, give you water." Su Mengyao handed Mu Chenfeng a bottle of water. Mu Chenfeng took it, but didn't drink it, but stared at the bottle of water intently. The water rippled in the bottle, which was very beautiful under the light.

“Be Water My Friend!!!”

“Be Water My Friend!!!”

“Be Water My Friend!!!”

Just when Mu Chenfeng was in a daze, a familiar voice kept echoing in his mind. It was the wise words spoken by a man he had never met but who had influenced his life.

Mu Chenfeng was born in a family of martial arts, and he has a good understanding of Chinese martial arts, but when it comes to Chinese martial arts, there is one person that has to be mentioned, and this person is: Bruce Lee.

Bruce Lee is a famous martial artist and philosopher in our country. The Jeet Kune Do he founded is a school of its own and has become a symbol of countless contemporary people. However, when he went to the United States alone, he created a sky with countless Chinese in Hollywood with his bare hands.

Bruce Lee back then was in a very similar situation to Mu Chenfeng today. He was alone in a foreign country. Bruce Lee proved that Chinese kung fu can go to the world, while Mu Chenfeng wanted to prove that Chinese players already have the strength to rule the NBA.

And his most reasonable saying "Be Water My Friend!!!" is something that Mu Chenfeng will remember all his life.

Water, from hardness to softness, can circumvent any obstacles, penetrate into every hole, and can also penetrate stones. Put water in any container, and it can change into any shape. This is the power of water.

"It's like water." Mu Chenfeng seemed to realize something. Although he remembered this sentence all the time, he never really understood the truth of it. After being scored by James, he seemed to understand what his talent was.

Mu Chenfeng opened the leveler in his hand, shook it lightly, and the water in the bottle vortexed.

"It seems that the state is recovering well." Rondo saw a sharper light than before in Mu Chenfeng's eyes, so he signaled to the referee to apply for a timeout again.

The interval between the two timeouts is only one round. Such intensive timeout applications are very rare, and the purpose of the two timeouts is to replace and replace the same person. Rondo's operation surprised many people.

"Substituting and substituting, isn't this superfluous? Substitutions and adjustments that make no difference at all waste two time-out opportunities in vain."

"That's right, the timeout in the finals is really an inappropriate timeout. You must know that timeouts at critical moments are very important."

Amidst the people's discussions, Mu Chenfeng returned to the arena, and Rondo also sat back on the chair again.

(End of this chapter)