legendary basket god

Chapter 260 KD Who Spits Blood
"Do you know who I am?" the black player asked.

"Who are you?" Lin Hao said logically.

Durant almost bit his tongue, the host seemed to see a fool.

"I'm going, this bumpkin doesn't even know Durant, and wants to challenge him."

"A bumpkin who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

"Haha, you are here to be funny."

Many viewers understood this simple dialogue and laughed.

If it was Lin Hao a year ago, he might still remember what Durant looked like.

But Lin Hao hasn't watched an NBA game this year, not even the finals.

Lin Hao has only played for less than three years, and training takes up an absolute amount of time every day.

In addition, Lin Hao watches the game to learn tactics and the countermeasures of the coaches. He doesn't pay special attention to the stars, so it's normal that he can't remember Durant.

"Are you famous? Why haven't I seen you in the video?" Lin Hao asked with a puzzled face.

Durant almost vomited blood when he heard Lin Hao: Although he is not the most famous star in the league, he can definitely be ranked in the top ten, no, the top five is right.

Seeing that Lin Hao's expression didn't look like he was pretending at all, Durant wondered if the crazy fans just now were fake fans.

Another very important reason is that the videos Lin Hao watches are all superstars like Iverson and Jordan, and he has a subconscious mind, that is, the real stars are in the videos.

"Okay, it looks like you are only a second-rate star." Lin Hao interrupted Durant who was about to speak.

"Am I a second-rate star?" Durant wanted to vomit blood at this time.

"I was drafted with the second pick that year, won the title of Rookie of the Year the next year, and later won the honor of scoring four times.
He even won the regular season MVP in 14, and he actually said that I am a second-rate star? "Durant just exploded in place.

The host looked at Durant, who was on the verge of collapse, and couldn't help feeling worried for Lin Hao.

at the side of the pitch
"Look, it seems that there is a Chinese player facing KD." Dern pointed at the court and said gloatingly.

"Oh?" Bob looked along.

"This?" Bob was stunned, and looked at Lin Hao seriously.

"He is?" Bob stared his eyes to the maximum, wishing to put them on Lin Hao's face and see Lin Hao clearly.

"Yes, that's right, it's him." Bob shouted excitedly.

"Is this the dumb boy?" De En also said in surprise.

"It looks like he's going to be blown away by KD." Dern gloated.

Bob didn't speak, he held his chin and looked carefully at Lin Hao who was a year later.

"Have you got a camera?" Bob asked.

"of course."

"Record it all."

Lin Hao also felt a little embarrassed when he looked at Durant with a pig liver face, after all, he was going to bully this international friend soon.

"How do you want to compete?" Durant gritted his teeth and spat out a few words angrily.

"Solo, regular game, you can choose whatever you want." Lin Hao said casually.

"I'll go, I heard it right, this bumpkin is planning to solo with Durant?"

"Haha, I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

"I have seen stupid ones, but I have never seen such stupid ones."

"I bet he can't score a single goal."

"I bet he can't even touch the rim."

"Then the simplest solo." Lin Hao looked at Durant who hadn't made a decision yet, and said.

"Are you sure you want to wear these shoes to solo with me? I have the best sneakers here." Durant looked down at Lin Hao's torn rebound shoes.

"Hey, this is our well-known brand. It has accompanied thousands of people in their youth and has been recognized by all of China."

"Have you sold tens of millions of pairs of your sneakers?"?Lin Hao frowned and said provocatively.

"Forget it, you don't understand. Wearing these shoes is to respect you. I am reluctant to wear them even against ordinary opponents." Lin Hao said with a look of disgust.

"Wearing these shoes, is it respect for me?" Durant said doubtfully in his heart.

The host almost threw the microphone in Lin Hao's face when he heard it.

"Come, welcome our bold challenger with warm applause." The host also knows how to mobilize the atmosphere.

"Come on, you are a guest, you serve first." Lin Hao said as a matter of course.

"I'm a guest? Isn't this my exhibition game?" Durant said strangely.

"Get ready, don't wait to be beaten into a sieve, don't cry." Durant sneered while holding the ball.

"Please prepare an excuse for losing." Lin Hao also said without humility.

"Sister, big brother, can he do it?" Little Huzi asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, the other party can't stop big brother." Sister Ru said with a faint smile, stroking Little Huzi's head.

Durant controlled the ball from the outside and casually glanced at the opponent in front of him.

Suddenly, he changed direction and wanted to pass Lin Hao directly.

But Lin Hao stood on the spot with a ruthless face, stretched out his right hand like lightning, and landed precisely on the position where the basketball changed direction and hit the ground.

"This?!"

"My day."

"Fuck me."

"what happened?"

"Is this intentional?"

"what happened?"

"f~u~c~k!" Dern stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded.

"Unbelievable (unbelievable)." Bob looked at the field in shock.

"Everyone says big brother can do it, right." Sister Ru said with a smile.

"Yeah." Little Huzi nodded happily.

Durant looked at the basketball in surprise, and was caught by Lin Hao with one hand.

Yes, he was caught just like that, the moment Durant changed direction, he was caught.

Even Durant, who often plays against the world's top players, has never encountered such a terrifying steal.

Absolutely unreasonable, a completely crushing steal.

But what shocked everyone even more was that Lin Hao actually threw the ball to Durant, signaling him to do it again.

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence." An audience member said incredulously.

"That's right, it must be a blind cat meeting a dead mouse."

But these fans are deluding themselves. Even if they encounter a dead mouse, such a big dead mouse, can an ordinary cat pick it up?

Durant also knew that he had met a real master this time, so he looked at Lin Hao seriously.

"Slender limbs, huge palms, and strong muscles, is this guy still a yellow race?" Durant said in shock in his heart.

"However, this is not enough, let me show you what is the strength of a top NBA star." Durant also showed 100% strength at this time.

Durant also began to dribble seriously, reading Lin Hao's defense.

"Well, this is interesting." Lin Hao also concentrated at this time.

Although Lin Hao looked calm and casual, he kept teasing Durant.

But from the crazy fans he saw outside just now, Lin Hao guessed that the opponent was definitely not a simple star.

Moreover, Lin Hao has never encountered such a strong opponent, and Lin Hao's heart has already become agitated.

"I don't know how big the gap is between me and the top players." Lin Hao is very eager for this matchup.

(End of this chapter)