Son of God in the Madness of Basketball

Ji Feng finished his trial training. The big European guy on the sideline had sneaked away. Although Ji Feng struggled in the first half, the performance afterwards was very good.

"How about, Mark, Chris." James looked at the two with a smile, and he already had a record in his heart.

Mark shrugged and said, "Although Ji Feng has done well, there is no shortage of small forwards in our team. Gay is doing well. We need a big man to share pressure with Gasol."

"I don't think of Mark as such. Ji Feng's potential is undoubtedly huge. Believe me. Missing him is our loss." James frowned and looked at the coach in front of him. This Mark is too stubborn. His stubbornness is likely. Will ruin the team.

"Don't argue, I think I have a way to resolve your dispute." Chris also feels that Mark is a little too persistent. The main thing is that Chris just took office and he needs fresh blood to supplement the team.

As for Mark, he is already a little dissatisfied with this coach who is always working against him, and he likes Guy very much. He intends to help Guy become the boss of the team, which makes Gasol and Mark also have a gap.

This is a mess. Chris thinks he's big, but now he still solves the problem at hand.

"Good shooting ability, bouncing is also a first-class level, passable three-point, but the dribble is slightly flawed, it seems inexperienced, but I have to say, you really meet all the conditions for a potential rookie. Seriously, I really I ca n’t believe you are an Asian. ”Chris came over and said to Ji Feng with a smile.

"Introduce yourself, I am the new general manager of the team, Chris Wallace, just call me Chris." Chris reached out and Ji Feng shook hands.

"Hello Mr. Chris." Ji Feng held the ball to his side and shook hands.

"I think you are very suitable for the last place on our team, but our coach Mark still has some questions about this. I think there is no better way of persuasion than showing your ability in actual combat. What do you say? , Ji Feng. "Chris said.

"Chris ..." James around is going to say something. He feels that it is not too reluctant to make Ji Feng directly against the NCAA champion guard.

"Of course, Mr. Chris, I'm happy." Ji Feng held James, of course he would not object. This is a good opportunity to dispel everyone's doubts, how to become a strong man, how can he fear the challenge,

He already had enlightenment at this time, Ji Feng turned to look at Conley, who was still on the sidelines. His opponent should be the same rookie.

Sure enough ...

"Very good." Chris nodded in satisfaction: "Conley, you come to fight against Ji Feng, three goals."

"Good Chris!" Conley took off his training suit and ran over. After watching it for a long time, he also had some itchy hands, and he also wanted to see what level this Asian peak is.

"Playing as a point guard, speed is a problem." Ji Feng took a closer look at Conley. 185CM is half a head shorter than himself and looks lighter than himself, but his muscles are solid, especially the forearm, and his muscles are very developed. Look at the type of strong control of basketball.

"Come rookie, let you look at the NBA standards." Conley is very interested in this younger season than Ji Feng, and since there is a chance, then he does not mind being a veteran, although he is also a good one. New deduction, but in the face of Ji Feng, he still feels that he is a senior.

"Come on, well, lose your nose, I don't have your tissue here." Ji Feng said calmly.

"Ha ha ha ha, are you kidding, it seems that I need to prepare tissue paper for you." Conley ha ha laughed. He didn't expect Ji Feng to have a little cold humor from the United States. He thought he liked the kid a little.

The first ball, Ji Feng first attack.

Ji Feng lowered his center of gravity as much as possible. Although Conley had only 185CM in front of him, his defensive pressure was definitely the biggest that Ji Feng had ever seen, and his hand was so fast that Ji Feng had to dribble carefully. Avoid being cut by Conley!

"It's too slow, too slow, your dribble is simply too slow." Kang continued to test Ji Feng with his language.

Ji Feng tried to worship Buddha, but Conley was unimpressed, but he swayed a loneliness, and Conley ’s speed made Ji Feng unable to resist going in.

"How about, his confrontation simply cannot adapt to the NBA." Mark has another reason to attack Ji Feng.

However, the next thing made him quickly speechless.

"No way, I have to rely on CIC!"

Ji Feng deliberately leaked a flaw in his right hand. Conley had no task to reach out and want to take the ball. Ji Feng dribble directly behind. Conley did not lose his position, but Ji Feng shook out the space for the shot!

Straight shot within the three-point line! Oversized two points! Hit!

"Wow!" James clapped his hands vigorously, Ji Feng's guts!

"Luck, just luck!" Mark was still talking hard.

Conley turned and watched the basketball fly into the box, a little stunned, such a bullfighting defense, Conley is really rare.

Then the second goal, Ji Feng held the ball again, Conley was obviously more serious than the first goal this time, he was very tight.

But this also gave Ji Feng a chance to break through!

CROSSOVER!

"I can keep up here !?" Ji Feng thought that he had already opened the space, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com didn't expect Conley's ability to change the center of gravity so strong, Ji Feng was immediately followed!

"Don't care anymore!" Ji Feng directly shot again within one meter of the three-point line!

"I won't let you in again!" Kang Li jumped up the cover with all his strength, almost covering Ji Feng's entire face with his hand.

However, basketball hit again!

"Comeon!" Ji Feng shouted, he felt that his hand style was out of luck today.

Conley is a bit ignorant, this TM is too accurate, this is a completely different concept from the open cast.

The same thought as Conley and all the others who saw it, they saw clearly that Conley did not completely lose his position and blocked both times, but the ball still scored. Is it luck?

"WTF, come again!" Conley felt that he had been insulted, he would not believe it, and Ji Feng was still able to win!

The third goal, Conley has completely put away the contempt, he has treated Ji Feng in front of him as a player of the same grade.

Ji Feng held the ball again, Conley began to frantically find physical contact, making Ji Feng's dribble not smooth, but Ji Feng relied on his height armband to protect the basketball.

Conley continued to exert pressure and gradually let Ji Feng have no angle to break through. Just when Conley thought he was going to complete the steal, Ji Feng dribble behind his back again, but Conley had the first lesson to move, but Ji Feng again Behind the dribble!

Conley failed to stand this time, and it was another neutral. Ji Feng squeezed over directly, stepped on the three-point line and shot again.

Goal!

Three in three! Ji Feng didn't give Conley a chance, and the neat one simply ended the game with a CIC!