pinnacle of basketball

Chapter 84

If one hand is not strong enough, then two hands will definitely do.

Enzo Ronnie and Mu Chenfeng encountered each other in mid-air, and their raised fists collided with the violent buckle. As a result, Enzo Ronnie failed to split the buckle.

Mu Chenfeng completed the front cover.

"It's impossible." Everyone was dumbfounded. This was the first time they had seen such a form of blocking, but it was even more unprecedented for Enzo Ronnie to be blocked.

"Good boy." Martin was surprised and praised Mu Chenfeng's performance.

Zach George also had a bright spot. When Mu Chenfeng’s name appeared on the list of campers, he was quite skeptical. Although he was recommended by Fang Tianzheng, he didn’t have any expectations for the “Chinese Boy”.

This block made Zach George's impression of him undergo a 180° reversal.

He really can.

"The 30 minutes are about to end, please leave the field quickly."

Mu Chenfeng had just started working hard, and the time was up.

"You wait for me." Enzo felt that he had been greatly humiliated, and this block would be unforgettable for him forever.

"I didn't break your basket today, but one day I will be able to." Blocking shots didn't bring Mu Chenfeng too much sense of glory. As a player who regards points as his life, only sending the ball into the basket can bring him real satisfaction.

"Next time, I will let you die happily." Enzuo said harsh words and left the venue first.

Mu Chenfeng followed closely behind.

"Thank you campers for their wonderful performance!"

The stadium burst into applause again. The 30 minutes was too short and did not give the players enough time to show their abilities, and there were still many masters who didn't even have the chance to play.

"Next, everyone has 10 minutes to choose, 1vs1, 3vs3, and 5vs5. Everyone can choose by themselves and form a team freely." The introduction is short but clear.

The campers have already started discussing the type of competition they want to participate in. Of course, 1v1 needn’t be said much. The confrontation of pure personal ability in bullfighting is the last choice for the campers. After all, the participating campers are not rookies, and their strength is unfathomable.

After all, this is a choice that even Enzo Ronnie avoided, enough to see how terrifying 1vs1 is.

Enzo appeared in the 3vs3 field, but no one wanted to choose him, even if his strength lies there, he is definitely a very reliable teammate, but his bad temper made him choose among five people.

"It doesn't matter, I can hit three with one." Enzo was very upset and said angrily.

Since it is a team competition, people will naturally move closer to the strong. This is human nature. Forming a team with the strong not only adds a powerful teammate, but also reduces an opponent. It kills two birds with one stone, so why not do it.

Of course, there are exceptions.

Some people like to challenge the strong, such as: Mu Chenfeng.

Players ranked 11-20 became the favorites of everyone's choice, and other campers came to "seek refuge" one after another. These players quickly formed their own teams according to the lineup.

As for those players who ranked lower, they were left out because of their strength.

The 56-60 campers all participated in the training camp with "wild cards". They were not bad but not very strong. Mu Chenfeng's flash of inspiration could not make up for the fact that he was frantically manipulated by Enzo Ronnie before, so none of these five players wanted to form a team with them.

"Players who have not completed team formation within 10 minutes will automatically enter the 1vs1 zone." The time will end, the camp reminded.

"I don't want to go 1vs1." Cannavaro from Italy shook his head, his curly hair flying in the air in protest. Cannavaro, who is 188 tall, is a shooting guard and a main member of the Italian youth training team. He has already won the MVP of the domestic league at the age of 16, but the development of the Italian domestic league is far inferior to that of the NBA, CBA and the Champions League, so he has no confidence in winning one-on-one.

"The other options are not so good." The speaker was blond and handsome, but his height of nearly 2 meters did not match his face. "My name is Puyol, Igor Puyol, from Spain."

When it comes to Spain, football is the first thing that comes to mind. The 2010 World Cup finally won the Hercules Cup and they surprised the world, but Spain’s basketball is also the top in the world. The Olympic runner-up and World Cup champion are the best proof of their strength.

"What else do you want? Whether it's one-on-one or team battle, you have to choose one." This person has a very long mark, which makes people feel quite gentlemanly. It is difficult to associate him with basketball, but he is a true basketball player, and he has inherited Dirk Nowitzki's golden rooster independent trick.

His name is Klose and he is a German.

"As far as our ranking is concerned, who would choose us." A dark-skinned man pointed to the number "59" posted on his waist.

"You are?" Mu Chenfeng asked.

"My name is Henry. I'm from France. My father likes the football superstar Henry very much, so he named me the same name as him." Henry looks very cheerful, and always smiles when he speaks. With his dark complexion, his smile is kind and funny.

"Then why don't you play football?" Mu Chenfeng asked.

"Football Henry has been remembered by people, and I want them to remember basketball Henry." Henry looked full of confidence.

"I" Mu Chenfeng was also about to introduce himself.

was interrupted.

"Your name is Mu Chenfeng, we all know it." Henry hurriedly said.

"30 seconds left."

"Time is running out, hurry up and find someone." Henry was in a hurry, and turned his head to see that, except for a few one-on-one players, everyone else had almost chosen a team.

"It's over, it's over, I don't want to go one-on-one." Henry said sadly, covering his head with his hands.

"Who said no one wants to form a team with you?" Martin stood up amidst the confusion.

"As far as our ranking is concerned, who would like it." Henry pulled his clothes to show Martin, with a look of disgust.

"All five of you are fine." Martin stretched out his hand and pointed to all five of them.

"Us?" Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Yes, there are only five of you." Martin nodded, "Cannavaro is a shooting guard, Puyol is a center, Klose is a power forward, Mu Chenfeng is a small forward, Henry, can you play point guard?"

"What's capable? I've always played point guard."

Perfect!Five people, five locations, like a deliberate coincidence.

Italy, Spain, Germany, France, and China, this may be the team with the most nationalities ever.

"Five of us? Is it okay?" Someone still questioned the reasonable lineup, "We are 56-60."

"Don't think about the ranking." Martin comforted, "The reason why you can come here proves that you are capable, and the key to the team competition is cooperation."

Martin's words seemed to cast a magical spell, prompting the formation of an unprecedented team.

"That's the only way to go." Cannavaro said after thinking for a moment, "Just the five of us, let them see our strength."

"This is the best." Mu Chenfeng said with a smile, "It's only exciting if you overcome the above."

The five put their hands together, encouraged each other, and walked towards the 5vs5 sub-station area.

"You really did it." Zach George walked up to Martin and said.

"I told you earlier that these five children will be strong opponents of American basketball in the face of world basketball." Martin is not limited to the present, his eyes are already looking to the future.

"It's ironic that we are cultivating "enemies" with our own hands." Zach George joked.

"It's a good thing for the development of basketball." Martin is very optimistic about the cards he has drawn.

(End of this chapter)