The King of the NBA

　　 "The so-called European giants are nothing more than that."

　　 "They haven't been able to win the European Championship in a few years. Let me say that it is only the European championship team, maybe it can still get entangled with the nba team."

　　 "This is the gap!"

　　 in the auditorium.

　　 Some people are talking.

　　 There are also people talking about Ning Yi. He is not the most dazzling star on the field, but his performance cannot be ignored. By this time, Ning Yi had scored 12 points, plus 1 rebound and 2 assists.

　　You have to know that he is a rookie or a draft. The first game of the preseason will have such a performance, which is almost amazing.

　　 When the voice of the argument came, the head coach of the Central Army became darker and depressed. In this quarter, he played 8 minutes and 25 seconds, and the score became 45:30. They fell behind by as much as 15 points.

　　Suppressing the anger, the Central Army coach rushed to the players and clapped hands, gathered the crowd to the side, pointed to the audience, and rushed under the players yelled: "Hear the fans talking about us?"

　　 All the players bowed their heads, including those who did not play.

　　 This is the shame of the Central Army, and it is the faces of all people, regardless of whether they have played or not.

"I am very disappointed with you." The Central Army coach said: "We are the Central Army, we have a glorious history, we must not be humiliated, even if this is a foreign country, the opponent is the nba team." Said, he sucked deeply The tone, the expression became utterly murderous, with a fierce murderous expression on his face, looking at the few people who had played before, "Wait a few of you to come up, give me your momentum, don’t forget what you represent is Central Army."

　　 "Yes." Several players shouted, their voices flooded.

　　 Hearing the sound, Adelman frowned slightly.

　　This is a pre-season game. Adelman didn't want the players to fight too hard, but now the situation seems to have changed. The Central Army is in a hurry. The next game, the confrontation may escalate.

　　Thinking for a while, Adelman still did not make a substitution. At this time, substitution is not a good time, it will only weaken the morale, and the situation will be difficult to predict.

　　 Not to mention, when the Central Army is ruthless, it will definitely desperately chase the points. There must be a main player on the field to calm the scene and contain the opponent's offensive.

"Dion, Love, Ning, Martin, Rubio, wait a few of you." Adelman said: "Wait a little slower, slow down the pace, pursue success rate, and do a good job of defense." He hesitated for a while, and still urged, "Be careful, this is a preseason game, don't get hurt."

"Ok."

　　 "Understood."

　　 "Yes, coach."

　　 Everyone answered.

　　 The whistle sounds and the pause ends.

　　 The two sides returned to the field, and the Central Army launched an offensive, killing one by one. After the frontcourt, it was a rampage, like a crazy tiger.

　　 Especially inside, the intensity of the confrontation has increased by more than one level, and Le Fu can not help but frown, complaining in a low voice: "Are these guys crazy, a preseason game, as hard as this?"

　　 was Dion. Not only did he not complain, but he was very excited. In the end, he was young, bloody, and entangled with the other party with a grin, his muscles collided, and made a low noise.

　　 "This guy, Gee..." Ning Yi didn't dare to go inside, but he couldn't help feeling a sore tooth when he saw Dion and the other's "hand-to-hand".

　　 Toot!

　　 The whistle sounded and the referee pointed at Dion and gave him a defensive foul.

　　Dion's head buckled, a little depressed.

　　 "It's okay." Lefu patted Dion's arm and smiled: "You did a good job, but only owe shortcomings in experience. Next time, pay attention, find the right time and start."

　　 "Well." Dion nodded and grinned.

　　The Central Army player made two free throws, and the point difference became 13 points.

　　 Exchange the ball and the Timberwolves attack.

　　 As soon as they reached the frontcourt, the Timberwolves felt a strong oppression. The opponent was fierce, as if they were desperate, and the defense strength was very large, making them difficult to adapt.

　　After several passes, the Timberwolves still did not find a chance. Rubio gave it to Lefu, who was singles, but unfortunately was interfered by the other team's defense.

　　 "Bang", the ball did not enter, the Central Army took the rebound and launched a counterattack...

　　......

　　 blinked, more than two minutes passed.

　　 For more than two minutes, the Central Army fought fiercely, chasing points one after another, and had blown the point difference to only 9 points, hitting the Timberwolves a 6:0.

　　 In the Timberwolves, Love was caught by the opponent. Martin continued to hit the rim without success. Rubio did not shoot. Dion was very active, but there was no chance.

　　 As for Ning Yi, he had a chance, but he was in trouble-the feel was gone!

　　 It was such a sudden, Ning Yi shot twice in succession, and all of them hit the iron, and he didn’t even know what was going on, and the feeling was gone.

　　 "Hands are cold." Adelman looked at Ning Yi and whispered.

　　 "Hmm." Terry Bo looked at the head and thought for a while, said to Adelman: "Coach, replace him?"

　　 Adelman looked at the timer and shook his head: "There is not much time left for this quarter, let him finish playing." He is giving Ning Yi a chance, as long as he can enter one, the feel can come back.

　　 On the court, UU reads www. The uukanshu.com game continues.

　　 With a "bang", the Central Army shot a shot, Love got the rebound, the Timberwolves attacked, Rubio advanced to the frontcourt and passed to Love, Love was caught and distributed to Martin. Martin shook and broke through with the ball, but there was no good chance. He could only divide the ball out and pass it to Ning Yi.

　　Ning Yi took the ball, took a deep breath, and shot again.

"boom!"

　　 still did not enter.

　　 In the audience, many fans sighed, Chinese fans were even more lost, worried for Ning Yi, three consecutive goals failed to score, this is not a good phenomenon!

　　 "Damn, didn't go in again." Ning Yi scolded quietly, looking at his hands, and suddenly panicked, "What's wrong with me, can I still score goals?"

　　 There is not much time left in this section. In the last moment, Ning Yi gave another chance, but he did not dare to vote, and he was totally uncertain.

Seeing this scene, Adelman shook his head and sighed.

　　When the Central Army hit a buzzer three points in the last few seconds, the second quarter ended, the score was 46:43. With the desperation of the next few minutes, the Central Army chased the difference to only 6 points.

　　From 15 minutes to 6 minutes, which is a few minutes.

　　Ning Yi came to the field and sat on the stool with his buttocks, covering his head with a towel. He looked at his hands and his heart was confused and at a loss.

　　 What's wrong with this, how come your hands are cold? Is it because I am not strong enough, or does the "level 7 cast" disappear, this is just an illusion, there is no system at all, and there is no "level 7 cast" skill?

　　 At this moment, Ning Yi was at a loss, and even began to doubt whether this was true, doubted his own strength, doubted the existence of the system, and doubted everything.

　　 This is a demon!