McGinnis fell to the ground due to the huge impact.

The whole stadium was silent. A monster appeared in the basketball team. Everyone opened their mouths.

Only the old coach called a halt to the game.

More and more surprises, Dom swiped on the paper, he could do simple back-to-the-basket and mid-range shots, the longest range was up to the three-point line, his footwork was flexible, his defensive attitude was tough, and he was extremely fast.

"Listen Wiggins, can you help me find the information of this Asian player? I believe there will be teams interested in such a big man."

Wiggins knew that Dom was interested in this Asian, but he still had doubts in his heart,

"Dom, can you tell that this kid is talented just by this bullfight? I don't think so."

Dom was still writing and drawing on the paper until he stopped after a while, turned around and said to Wiggins excitedly:

"Wiggins, you have to believe in my ability, and the inspection is not a one-time thing. I will continue to pay attention to this little guy in the next period of time."

This private inspection test is meaningless. It is completely one-sided and completely abused. Coach Claire decisively ended the bullfight.

He didn't understand what happened to Roy. After a serious injury, he came back with a completely changed change.

But it is certain that USC will have a chance in the next game.

Win 4 of the remaining 5 games to qualify. Now the old man has the confidence to shout, you are surrounded!

McGinnis got up from the ground, looking a little confused about what was happening.

The boy standing in front of him seemed to be an insurmountable mountain. Although McGinnis was unwilling to admit it, the fact that he was beaten up was in front of everyone.

McInnis felt even more resentful. He clenched his fists tightly and hammered the floor heavily, furious.

He was the team's signature. Now he knew that his status in the team had dropped to the freezing point.

He couldn't just let it go like this. He turned his eyes and thought of a plan. Then McGinnis covered his abdomen and explained to everyone:

"I feel a little uncomfortable in my groin today. Everyone knows that the intensity of the recent games is a bit high. This bullfight doesn't count. I will let you know how powerful I am next time..."

This reason was too lame. His teammates thought he was too shameless.

But McGinnis felt that this reason was sufficient. At least he saved his face and his position as the boss of the team.

After all, it was just because I was unwell that I lost to you. It was understandable.

Roy looked at McGinnis's performance expressionlessly, thinking that the Crab King didn't learn this trick from you.

In the stands far away from him, Dom was recording Roy's strengths and weaknesses in detail.

"Have you found the information of Wiggins, an Asian?"

Wiggins looked through the list of all the players in USC and couldn't find the characteristics of the Asian players on the court.

The only player on the team is Roy, a Chinese player. The information shows that he is a guard with a height of 1.98 meters, which is obviously not the same as the big man two meters away on the court.

Dom couldn't wait for Wiggins to find more information, so he pulled Wiggins down the stands. He wanted to ask the Asian boy in person.

The bullfight was over, and Roy said something to coach Claire on the sidelines.

McGinnis, not far away, stared at Roy with resentment on his face for a while, and then left with a few hardcore brothers.

Today's defeat caused the younger brother and other players on the team to doubt their own strength. This revenge must be avenged!

"Hello, I'm Chris Dohm, a scout for the Denver Nuggets. This is my business card."

Roy was a little dazed holding the business card. Scout! A mysterious profession.

It has always been a legendary dragon that can only be seen from head to tail. I have only heard of it but never seen it. The short and fat white man in front of me can never be associated with the mysterious scout.

Fortunately, the position and background introduction are clearly written on the business card.

The two just chatted briefly when they first met. When they learned that Roy was the 1.98-meter-tall Chinese guard,

Dom looked at Roy with a different look,

because the year before last, a Chinese player became the No. 1 pick and sparked a Chinese fever in the NBA and even the United States.

Then, at Dom's invitation, Roy took the first physical test since his rebirth.

After the detailed data was listed, Roy realized how exaggerated his fusion talent was.

The original height of 1.98 meters soared to 2.13 meters,

The arm span also soared from 2.11 meters to 2.30 meters,

Standing reach 2.88 meters

And the most concerned jumping data, which is not much different from the original, 1.03 meters, is already an excellent level among outside players,

but when this 1.03-meter jumping data is combined with the height of 2.13 meters and the height of 2.30 metersWhen the wingspan is combined, it is quite explosive.

The only shortcoming now is that he is too thin, weighing only 95 kg, and is not good at confrontation. Of course, it is enough in college, but it is far from enough in the NBA!

Duncan, who is of the same height and similar wingspan, weighs up to 118 kg.

Dom observed very carefully. Roy has a large frame and is easy to add meat, so it is not particularly difficult to gain weight.

In his heart, Roy's prospects have increased by more than three points. Just based on static talent, he deserves a first-round pick!

In addition, NBA Commissioner David Stern is vigorously promoting the Chinese market. Look at Alexander, the owner of the Houston Rockets, who has made a lot of money from sponsorship.

There is no NBA owner who is not jealous, but just suffers from the lack of good candidates. Now there is another Chinese big player in front of him, who is worth everyone's expectations.

...

Roy has joined the daily training. On Sunday, the team will face a direct challenge from the strong rival Arizona University in the division.

There are only four days left for the team to get used to each other.

Roy has helped the team improve its overall strength and training intensity by two levels.

Unfortunately, the honeymoon period lasted only one day.

McInnis, who was hit hard yesterday, vowed to teach Roy a lesson today.

In the training game, McInnis pushed Roy, but he didn't succeed. Roy still got the ball at the waist.

He took the ball in front of the basket and pushed McInnis away and rushed to the basket. He put the ball into the basket with a small hook.

"Damn it, I was careless again," McInnis muttered to himself.

Roy didn't want to pay attention to this crazy mouth.

The offense and defense changed. McInnis pushed Roy away roughly, and then cut inside and made a layup before Roy returned to block.

"Hey, yellow-skinned kid, is this all you can do? Did you see my layup just now? I'm going to kick your ass today."

Roy, who was asking for the ball in the half court, passed the defender in three steps and rushed into the inside line.

McInnis, who was cursing in his heart, had to make up for the defense. Although he tried his best to jump up and try to stop Roy,

He still couldn't escape the fate of being dunked by Roy.

With a strong sense of shame, McGinnis subconsciously pulled Roy, who was dunking, down from mid-air.

"Get out of here, you bastard!"

Roy fell heavily to the ground, but fortunately his shoulders supported him when he landed.

Such an excessive action stunned his teammates. It was obvious that he was rushing towards the person, not the ball. Roy had already successfully dunked, how dare he!

Everyone was very angry, but McGinnis was still smug: "See if you dare to dunk on me next time. I'll teach you a small lesson this time, but it won't be just the next time."

Roy got up from the ground and punched McGinnis in the face.

He had a nosebleed. Roy was not polite to such a person. To put it nicely, it was a malicious foul. To put it bluntly, you wanted to end my career.

I worked hard to be reborn and didn't play a single game, but you wanted to kill me. Why should I be polite to you?

He kept punching, and his fists fell on McGinnis like raindrops. McGinnis screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

He tried to resist but was drowned in Roy's violent fists.

When everyone pulled Roy away, McGinnis was already covered in dust and dirt like a girl who had been violated. Her jersey was messy, her face was full of grievance, and she even shed tears.

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