Nba: Divine Grade Talent

Any team must establish an absolute core before it can operate around this core.

For example, the core of the Bulls Dynasty is Jordan, and the core of the OK Dynasty is O'Neal.

Even if the hot Huo San giants of later generations, the absolute core is James, and the absolute core of the Galaxy Warriors is Durant.

Especially when there are two strong backcourts or strong frontcourts, it is even more necessary to distinguish between primary and secondary.

Otherwise, there will be chaos and all will be lost.

Kurt Thomas grinned when he saw the two new aids Lin Mo and Marbury fighting.

"I made a bet, I made a bet! I, Stephen, can win! He is the top shooting guard in the league."

Last season, Marbury averaged an astonishing 22+8 per game.

Lin Mo is just a rookie, who would bet on him to win?

"I don't think so!" Keith Van Horn shook his head.

"Why, do you want to add weight?" Kurt Thomas smiled.

"If you add pounds, add pounds! Just bet $1,000, plus a month of roasted chicken legs."

The two secretly completed a bet.

Marbury threw the ball to Lin Mo: "With 11 goals, whoever scores 11 goals first wins, including free throws. You are a rookie, you come first, I can't rely on my old age to bully you!"

Marbury spelled out his own rules.

Lin Mo was also unambiguous, holding the ball with one hand at the top of the arc, and Marbury wrapped his whole body around him, giving Lin Mo a lot of physical contact.

In this era, the style of play is not as soft as that of later generations, and whistleblowing will be relatively loose, so there is a lot of physical contact. This kind of defensive intensity is really normal.

Lin Mo played Marbury with his back, like an armored car, destroying obstacles along the way.

Marbury's body couldn't support Lin Mo at all, and he retreated layer by layer.

After squeezing out the space, Lin Mo turned around and came to the basket, leaped lightly, and made a slam dunk with his long stretched ape arm, very easily.

Marbury's defensive ability itself is mediocre, coupled with Lin Mo's strength and breakthrough skills, are the most Apex in history.

Stronger than Michael Jordan, crushing Marbury, it is really easy and freehand.

According to the rules, the goal can continue to attack.

Lin Mo got the ball and flicked his head. Marbury still gave Lin Mo a step, but he didn't defend.

"Shua!"

Without hesitation, Lin Mo unsheathed the three-point sword and shot through the net pocket hollowly.

My three-point sword is the flames of hell!

2:0!

"Brother, your defense is like the road at four o'clock in the morning, you can walk, lie on your stomach, or lie down!" Lin Mo started talking trash.

Marbury didn't believe in evil, and still didn't defend himself closely.

Because Lin Mo's speed is too fast and his strength is too strong, Marbury knows that if he sticks too tightly, he will be passed, so he deliberately takes a step.

But what the hell is Lin Mo throwing a three-pointer when he disagrees, who can resist it?

"Shua!"

"Shua!"

As a result, one ball after another can be seen being thrown from Lin Mo's hands.

All kinds of different arcs lead to the same goal by different routes, all hollow into the net.

The crisp and beautiful sound of swiping the net came one after another.

Three points and 7 consecutive kills!

"What the hell?"

Marbury frowned, his face full of doubts and forehead wrinkles.

Before he knew it, it was 8:0, and he hadn't even touched the ball yet.

On the 9th ball, Lin Mo stood on tiptoe and continued to shoot three-pointers. Marbury flew up.

In an instant, Lin Mo bent his body, lowered his center of gravity, took advantage of the momentum to rush to the basket, and succeeded in making an empty basket.

9:0!

Seeing the league's top scorer being abused by Lin Mo to such an extent that he didn't even have a chance to touch the ball, Kurt Thomas was frightened out of his wits.

"The $1,000 flew away like this?"

Keith Van Horn patted him on the shoulder: "Remember to transfer the money to me. Also, I want to eat three roasted chicken legs today."

While the two were talking, there was only a "boom" sound from the rim, and Lin Mo bombed the rim again and made a heavy dunk with his back.

11:0!

No sloshing around.

Marbury was completely stunned at the back and had given up on defense, allowing Lin Mo to rush to the basket and wreak havoc.

He has singled out many stars, but he has never been beaten so helplessly.

It was also his own death, adopting the rule of not changing the serve, otherwise he would be able to touch the ball a few times now.

"I'm convinced, I'm really convinced. I've played in the NBA for so many years, and I have never lost so badly. You are really strong! Then, according to the coach's arrangement, I will play point guard and you will play shooting guard. You score, I get assists."

Marbury shook his head, stretched out his hand and gave Lin Mo a high five.

Lin Mo also knows that Lao Ma is actually a very good person, and he will form an indissoluble bond with China in the future, and even get a green card in China.

So Lin Mo still has a good impression of him.

"Happy cooperation, we will win the championship."

There was fire in Lin Mo's pupils.

Although Lin Mo is still very young, there is a domineering aura bursting out between his brows, the aura is no less than that of Michael Jordan.

"The championship? It's so far away, let's hope!"

After the two high-fived, all the Knicks members gathered around and clapped together. The atmosphere was really good.

These players are not stupid, and you can see how capable Lin Mo is.

The team has Lin Mo and Marbury in the two super backcourts, so they can really fight for the championship.

This reborn upgrade made every player's fighting spirit burn up.

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