name of champion

Chapter 162 The Emperor Team and the Emperor's Nemesis
The number of times Wang Weiyu has been to Jesus Hospital in a year is not as many as these few days.Because of his ankle, the Emperor team turned white and fucked up.

Fortunately, the results came out, and the ankle was fine. Wang Weiyu took the test results in his hand and handed it to the general manager Brown, "Sir, you can rest assured now." "Not only can I rest assured, but you can rest assured." "I've never been worried." Wang Weiyu said so, and the words "you bastards are the ones who worry about it" were almost written on his face.

"In this case, can I go back to training?" Wang Weiyu asked.Brown said: "As you wish." "I just want to maintain the state." Wang Weiyu said.

Brown has long been used to Wang Weiyu's meanness.The playoffs are still going on, and the uniform team of the Emperors has arranged the work plan into the offseason.This year, the first thing the Emperors have to solve is the contract renewal of Merris and Wang Weiyu.

These two joined the team in the same year, and they both have 3+1 contracts. They are now the inner and outer core of the Emperor team.It can be said that the two of them are the entire Emperor team. Without them, the Emperor team will turn back to the weak team at the bottom of the league.

However, the most important thing right now is the playoffs.The Kings are ushering in one of the best seasons in team history. The last time they reached the Western Conference Finals, it dates back to the Kings led by Chris Webber.

Sitting in his own car, Wang Weiyu drove straight to the training hall.The training inside is in full swing, and if you don't want to beat anyone, you must adjust your state to the best.

"W? How about it? Is there any problem with the inspection?" "Rather than saying that there is no problem, it's better to say that it can't be better. My ankle is very healthy." Wang Weiyu put on the vest and shorts passed during training, and went to the court to practice. shot.

Wang Weiyu dribbled the ball and walked towards an empty field. He wanted to shoot a few baskets when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.He snorted, and the ball changed hands quickly, avoiding the man's attack, it was Montgomery.He couldn't make a surprise attack, so he was a little embarrassed, "Jiang is still hot." "You look very energetic?" Wang Weiyu asked.Montgomery shook his hand anxiously, "Absolutely not! I've been practicing all day."

"Since you have the time to sneak up on me, it means you have plenty of energy. Come on, practice one-on-one confrontation, and let me give you some advice, so that you won't be teased by an old guy like Zoe again." Wang Weiyu said it nicely, but she decided to be cruel. Give him a hard time.

Having been with Wang Weiyu for so long, how could Montgomery not know what he was thinking?But what he said is so beautiful, and you are the boss of the team, besides being abused, you have to thank others, "Thank you boss for your advice!"

With such a sincere tone, those who didn't know it thought that Wang Weiyu was going to pass on some peerless magical skills to him.

For the next hour, Montgomery kept yelling and yelling, but Wang Weiyu used his speed to force him a few times.

Then he was raped by someone based on his height. In the end, it was the low-post body that took advantage of him. It was a model class on "how forwards and defenders play big and small".Montgomery kept complaining, and secretly scolded himself for being cheap, why did he sneak up on Wang Weiyu when he had nothing to do.

Wang Weiyu fought harder and harder, "Brother Meng, do you know how to deal with Zoe?" "What? I don't know, Zoe won't eat me with her body." Montgomery was talking too much.Wang Weiyu's face remained unchanged, and said: "It seems that you haven't learned anything, come again!"

"NO!!!!" If NO is useful, what would a crazy person like Wang Weiyu do?So, this unfair confrontation continues.

Montgomery learned to be smart later, and when Wang Weiyu asked him again: "Have you learned it?" He didn't speak, just nodded.Wang Weiyu happily asked: "What have you learned?"

"Ah?" "It seems that you are perfunctory me." Wang Weiyu's face darkened, "No, boss, you listen to my explanation." Continue with strength." Wang Weiyu picked up the ball and continued to play singles.

This confrontation lasted from three o'clock in the noon to five forty in the afternoon.In the end, Montgomery, who has always been physically strong, lay on the ground like a dead pig, gasping for breath, "Boss, I really can't do it." "How can a man say he can't?" Wang Weiyu was also exhausted, but the pleasure of torture made him Not so tired.

Montgomery heard the unsatisfactory meaning in Wang Weiyu's words, and hurriedly said: "Boss, I really can't do it! Please forgive me!" "It's really useless." Wang Weiyu picked up the towel and threw it on Montgomery, "Get up Well, training time is over."

"I'm free from hell." Montgomery gasped for breath after the catastrophe, straightened his numb upper body, "Boss, let's go eat." "Can you still walk?" Wang Weiyu asked. "As long as I don't continue to fight, I'm fine." Montgomery completely lost his dignity.

"Then come on." Wang Weiyu wiped the sweat off his body with a towel as he walked, "Brother Meng, if you have been helpless against me, you can only be a defender with a single function." "What do you mean?" Montgomery didn't understand.

Wang Weiyu said: "Where is our defense strong?" Brother, if one day, you can also single-handedly defend the outside line including the striker, how terrible will our defense be?"

"If you can limit me, you can limit all outside lines in the league." Wang Weiyu said.Montgomery was woken up by Wang Weiyu, and said: "Boss, let's practice for another hour." "It's late, I just want to eat now." Wang Weiyu said.

Seeing her dinner, Wang Weiyu couldn't help but look at her physical trainer, "Q, are you serious? So much?" "According to your recent consumption, this amount is small." The physical trainer said blankly .

"Damn it!" Wang Weiyu yelled, sinking his head into the hard work.There is no way around this, professional players have many scruples, it is impossible for him to eat whatever he likes like ordinary people.

After the meal, the members of the Emperor team, who were supposed to disband and go home, stayed for one thing, the live broadcast of tonight's game.

In another matchup in the Western Conference semifinals, the Braves and Raytheon tied 3-3 after six games.

"Who do you think will win? I'll bet the Raytheon, $[-]," Raglan said before the game.Carmen laughed and said, "I think the Braves have a better chance, and I'll bet $[-]." "What do you guys think of the game? Let me watch the game carefully!" Herbert was about to explode.

Herbert asked: "W, who do you think will win?" "Moi Cook." Wang Weiyu didn't say the names of the two teams, but a person's name.

Undoubtedly, this name is more convincing than the Braves and Thors.If someone wants to say that Moi Cook is the greatest player of the era from 2010 to 2019, no one will object.His ball handling, passing, willpower, subversive shooting.

"I hope to meet him in the Western Conference Finals." Wang Weiyu said: "He is the most suitable opponent for us."

As the game started, the room fell silent, except for a few people who shouted because of the exaggerated goal, there was no other sound.

The Raytheon team had a fierce offensive in the first quarter and established a 10-point advantage. In the second quarter, the two sides scored at a stalemate. At halftime, the Raytheon team still led by 10 points.

"Looks like the Raytheon team has a better chance," Kamen said.Herbert said: "The Braves' shooting didn't come into play. The outcome is still unknown. The second half is the highlight."

In the second half, the game was dull, because the Braves did not play their shooting as Herbert said, but instead used high-pressure defense to slow down the rhythm.You know, what the Braves are best at is playing fast and slowing down the tempo. What do they want to do?
The third quarter ended so vaguely, the last quarter, the last quarter of the Moi Cook style.

16 points in a single quarter, 10 of which were scored consecutively. Under his leadership, the Braves made a comeback and established an 8-point advantage until the end of the game.

"That's it, is it over?" Montgomery was still unsure.

"Our opponents have appeared." Herbert said: "It's them, our old opponents, the so-called nemesis of the emperor by the media."

Wang Weiyu clenched his fists. He had waited too long for this moment. In the past three years, he had never wanted to beat the Braves. Now, the Braves reached the Western Conference Finals and joined forces with the Kings.

These two teams, one with 70 wins in the regular season, are the strongest teams this season.The first team has won two consecutive championships and is sprinting towards the third consecutive championship.

There's no better head-to-head matchup between these two teams.

(End of this chapter)