pinnacle of basketball

Chapter 82 Number "55"

Only one goal away from setting the record.

Just like all records related to three-pointers must be related to "Curry", the training camp is also doomed.

Everyone waited with bated breath, waiting for the moment to witness the record being broken.

Carlisle raised his arms slowly, just like the first 9 balls, and did not make too many adjustments because of the particularity of this ball.

Terrible self-control!It is very rare to be able to maintain the normality of the past in front of the record.

The basketball skimmed through the air leaving an arc-shaped tail line, fell rapidly over the basket, and got into the basket cleanly.

"The record is in hand!" Hitting the 10th ball abruptly pushed James Bryant to the second position. Carlisle raised his right hand high and stretched out an index finger to point to the sky. In the area beyond the three-point line, he is the first.

At the beginning, the standard was raised to the point where it could not be further improved.

If it wasn't for Carlisle who voluntarily gave up the next shot, I am afraid that the number of records will increase.

Carlisle's outstanding performance aroused the competitiveness of several campers who were also outsiders. After several attempts, the most consecutive hits were only 5 goals.

Since then, no players have challenged it again.

"Carlisle Curry, hit 10 three-pointers in a row." Martin edited a message and sent it to the head star of the Los Angeles Lakers.

"Watch the news tomorrow." The other party replied.

The stadium has been empty for a while, and no one is playing.

"This year's campers are very strong." The staff were full of praise for the performance of the campers. In previous years, it was very rare to have one or two people who stood out at the beginning of the camp. This year it can be said that a hundred flowers bloom.

"." Zach George looked at the empty field with a look of embarrassment. This was not what he wanted to see.

"Hurry up and let the players enter the field." George didn't have to speak, and the staff began to mobilize urgently, preparing to call the players to enter the field.

"They're all a bunch of cowards." One harsh word made the chattering campers shut up immediately.

A tall figure stood up from the first row, like a moving mountain, slowly entered the venue.

"Enzo Ronnie!" Someone recognized him.

"He's here too?"

"He is not"

Mu Chenfeng always felt that he had seen this figure from the back, "Oh, by the way, he is number 55."

"I, number "55", Enzo Ronnie, center forward."

Enzo's voice was muffled, and even with a loudspeaker it still sounded a bit low, but this did not affect his replacement of Carlisle as the focus of the audience.

"I don't know what your ranking is based on. Don't you have any brains?" Enzo Ronnie was very dissatisfied with his ranking, and even thought it was an insult, which made him an enemy of the organizer as soon as he came on stage.

Enzo Ronnie's fiery temper is known to everyone. He once sent his teammate to the hospital directly because of a pass error by his teammate in a game.

For this reason, he was suspended for 3 months, but the 3-month suspension did not calm him down. After the suspension was lifted, he began to retaliate against everyone. On the one hand, he used his giant physique to tease his opponents on the court. On the other hand, he used his temper to entertain those who made him unhappy.

His fiery temper has made the American basketball circle shy away from him. Some teams in high school, college and even the NBA have blacklisted him and will never recruit him.

But his amazing basketball talent made him appear in this training camp.

Ranking 55th is not because of his strength, but more because of his temper.

In terms of strength, he is at the ruling level.

Enzo Ronnie stood in the center of the field without showing any ability, but opened his arms and challenged the campers, "Go out and beat me if you have the ability."

Enzo Ronnie’s arrogance has reached an infuriating level. At first, when Zach George selected him, he was opposed by the rest of the staff. In their eyes, Enzo Ronnie was like a nuclear bomb that could explode at any time. If he exploded, it might affect the entire training camp. The worst case may affect Zach George’s historical status and public image in American basketball.

But Zach George still insisted on sending him an invitation and arranged a ranking of "55" for him.

"Is it still basketball if you are calm?" This is why Zach George chose Enzo. Now basketball looks like playing house. It is impossible to have big fish in a clear environment, and Enzo Ronnie just messes up the existence of this clear spring.

After shouting for a while and no one responded, Enzo became even more unscrupulous.

"Do you want to stop him?" Someone suggested, after all, the previous active atmosphere had been messed up by him.

George was not in a hurry, "Wait a little longer."

The off-court campers were also very angry with Enzo's performance, but no one wanted to take the initiative to provoke him. The reason was simple, they didn't want to book a bed in the hospital so early.

"Enzo Ronnie." Mu Chenfeng's fists had already been clenched.

"Can't sit still?" Martin asked.

"It's too much for him to say that. He clearly looks down on us." The more Mu Chenfeng spoke, the more angry he became, and his voice became louder.

"Then what are you going to do? He's a bad boy that no one wants to touch." Martin added emphasis on the last sentence.

"I want to challenge him." Mu Chenfeng calmed down, "Anyway, we will meet sooner or later."

Mu Chenfeng thought very clearly, as "No. 60" he had to beat others if he wanted to advance, and judging from the ranking, "No. 55" was the player he was most likely to beat.

He believed that Enzo Ronnie must have a reason for being in this position.

"I'm coming!" Before Martin recovered, Mu Chenfeng stood up.

After hearing the strange accent, everyone immediately turned to look at the yellow-skinned boy.

"Is he crazy? He wants to challenge Enzo Ronnie."

"He's miserable!"

"Hurry up and call the hospital for an ambulance."

"Looking at his physique, I'm afraid he won't be able to resist even one round."

The discussion was one-sided, and no one was optimistic about Mu Chenfeng.

"Huh?" Enzo Ronnie asked in a contemptuous tone seeing Mu Chenfeng's different skin color, "Are you Japanese? Or Korean?"

Anyone can hear that Enzo's words are full of sarcasm.

"I'm tm Chinese." Mu Chenfeng responded domineeringly.

Walking into the arena and facing Enzo face to face, the height difference between the two was a head.

"Number "60", Mu Chenfeng, from China." He was a head shorter in height, but he was not inferior in momentum at all.

"China?" Enzo looked nonchalant, "Shouldn't you Chinese gather around the ping-pong table and play the so-called confrontation across the net?"

"This is not where you should come!" A huge palm came towards him and landed firmly on his face, "Short, believe it or not, I'll crush your head."

There was a sharp edge in Mu Chenfeng's eyes, "Get your dirty hands away from me."

En Zuo was also stunned by Mu Chenfeng's eyes, not to mention Chinese, even Americans would feel a little frightened when they met him, but this Chinese boy showed no fear.

Enzo withdrew his hand, then casually walked to one side of the field, "As long as you can score a goal, I will lose."

(End of this chapter)