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Chapter 52 The next Chamberlain!

On the basketball court, a group of people are sweating.

One team is the white team rookies led by Peyton and Forrest, and the other team is the black team led by the main force of the third-year school team in the junior high school.

This is barely a trial training, Payton and Forrest Gump joined the school team's trial training
After the first round of body side, this round is the actual combat trial.

"Rookie, let the great Bassan teach you how to play!" the white guard said brazenly.

"Come on, pass me."

Payton heard this and stared coldly at the white man in front of him.

how to say?

He has never been a good-tempered person, especially when playing competitive games, and is often called the same as Zaun players.

When he played basketball in his previous life, he only had one idol—"Big Bird" Bird. Could he be a gentle and refined gentleman?

Moreover, he is also called Payton in this life.

Gary Payton's brilliance should be presented in this world ahead of schedule.

"Take the ball."

Peyton said.

"I'll help you pick and roll!"

After serving the ball, Forrest said to Payton.

Payton just patted the ball slowly, shook his head, and signaled that he didn't need help.

He wasn't Kobe after all, and he didn't say, "Put your fucking pick-and-roll away."

"Don't worry, I can handle it!"

"Keep your restricted area, there is no air zone, my big man!"

He looked at the senior guard in front of him.

Payton slapped the basketball suddenly, crossed quickly and changed direction, passed it as if crossing the road in the early morning, hit the inside line, faced the explosive head inside, and smashed into the basket viciously.

Turning around and looking at the white guard facing him, Payton said: "Passing you is like crossing the road in the morning."

"Where's your defense, take it out and show me!"

"Aren't you going to teach me how to play?"

This big white man was flushed all over his face. What could be more embarrassing to be stepped over by someone three years younger than him?
He is the main force of the school team, how could he be beaten by a rookie who has not officially joined the team, it must be an accident.

"You'll see!" said the guard viciously.

"Hmph, every idiot will clamor, use your actions to prove to me that you are not just a big talker!" Peyton said lightly.

However, he soon proved with facts that he was indeed just an idiot who could talk big.

On the offensive end, his dribbling was like a clown's juggling, ineffective, and he was intercepted by Payton one after another.

Moreover, the ball is too sticky in his hands, and his existence has completely messed up the offensive system of the black team. But he doesn't know it, and he wants to pass Payton once, but the result is being intercepted again and again.

On the defensive end, he was passed by Payton again and again. It can be said that he has been completely blown away.

However, Payton is like an emotionless trash talker, without any pity.

The self-confidence of the white defender has been completely destroyed, and Payton still did not forget to spit on it.

"What about the rookie you bullied?!

"Hey, senior, you keep my balls?"

"Oh, it looks like you're just a big talker."

"Aren't you convinced? Show your strength!"

"Stop barking and shut your mouth, you look like a dog."

"Of course, even if you really think of yourself as a dog, I don't care."

"However, dogs can also bite people, you... will only be passed and snatched by me."

"Next, I will... attack like this."

"Right here, I'm going to shoot from here."

"That's right, don't let me go."

Next, on the perimeter, Payton spat out trash talk, and he blew up the entire perimeter defense by himself.

Against the backdrop of his opponent, he appears to be omnipotent!

Inside, the center forward of the black team saw Payton with a face full of indifference and a mouth full of trash talk, like a tyrant.

He couldn't help swallowing his saliva, looking at the stupid big man beside him, he felt a little lucky, fortunately, his newcomer looked very honest.

"Boy, is that guy always this cold?" the black team center asked.

Forrest didn't seem to hear him, and he didn't say a word. The next moment, he received a back pass from Payton, turned around 45 degrees, and hit the board.

Swish!
Two points!

The whole process has been tempered, it seems to be art!

Seeing Forrest score so easily, the center of the black team was a little impatient: "Damn it, didn't you hear me?"

At this time, Forres finally heard the shouting voice in his ear, looked at him in surprise, and raised his iron elbow subconsciously.

"Man, keep quiet."

Seeing the rookie in front of him who was stronger than himself, with those big elbows, the center of the black team swallowed his saliva again.

There is only one thought in his mind, are all rookies so strong now?
Soon, Forrest received a pass from Payton again, facing the two inside defenders, leaped high, and smashed the basketball into it vigorously.

Ride buckle!

It's hard to imagine a big man with such athleticism!
On the sidelines, a white-haired old man who is also the head coach of the team, Sievers, watched the scene in front of him with extremely hot eyes.

In Forrest, he saw Chamberlain's shadow.

A white version of Chamberlain?
Beside him, several young assistants kept recording various situations on the field.

On the court is still going on, the rookie is a rookie after all.

Except for the tacit cooperation between Payton and Forrest, the other three had difficulty finding their own positions and made frequent mistakes.

On the contrary, the black team began to cooperate tacitly after being uncomfortable at the beginning.

They are the main force of the school team. After long-term professional training, their cooperation can be regarded as a tacit understanding.

Although they were blown away by Payton, they are still above-par players.

They can be overwhelmed by Payton and Forres, and they can also be overwhelmed by Payton and Forres' teammates.

After the first half, 29 to 35, the black team was better than the white team.

Payton and Forrest showed their prowess and seemed to dominate the court, one inside and one outside, but they only led by six points.

At the same time, both Payton and Forrest's physical exertion was not small, and Payton realized that he couldn't play like this.

"Chris, give me the ball!"

Inside power forward Charter shouted, obviously, he also wanted to show.

Seeing Forrest's performance, this power forward is unwilling to be lonely.

It's just that he has made several mistakes before, and Payton doesn't think he can turn clouds and rain in the paint at all.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the main pressure of the black team's inside line was placed on Forrest, he would be an obvious loophole.

Typical flaw!
In the words of later generations, this insider did not have Shaq's life, but got Shaq's disease.

"Stay where you are!"

After Payton yelled that indisputably, he ran outside and got the ball from a skinny point guard, Jack.

"Forrest!"

Payton pointed at the basket. At this time, Forrest came out to pick and roll. His strong body and tall stature made him a high-quality pick and roll player.

At this moment, under Peyton's quick command, the black team missed two people.

"boom!"

A lightning strike to the ball, rounded the corner and flew into Charter's hands, and he went straight to the basket for a layup.

"Chris, I just had a chance!"

Shouted small forward Grant.

"Are you shooting more wide-open shots than he is shooting open baskets? Are you a nigger? No brains?" Payton asked mockingly.

These damned guys always don't know where they are.

Grant never thought that Chris would suddenly shoot at himself, but this guy even fired at his teammates?
Why is it so hard to refute?
Grant was so ashamed by Peyton's words, he didn't know how to justify for a while, and suddenly said something out of nowhere: "I can open up space for Forres."

Peyton gave him a surprised look. He never thought that in this age, some people have realized the importance of space.

Small ball pioneer?

If it weren't for the lack of a three-point line, how could this guy say the shocking words: "Three-pointers are more profitable than two-pointers!"

Peyton shook his head: "No need!"

"It's two points, don't make it so troublesome!"

The black team's small forward Aitefu's eyes were full of fire. As the core of the third grade, he didn't allow it, and they were defeated by a group of rookies.

Looking at the scores on the field, he gradually regained his sanity.

Looking at the situation on the court, the white team was able to fight with them until now, relying on the kid named Chris on the outside and the big man Forres on the inside.

I really don't know how these two boys developed. Although they are three years younger than them, they are not inferior in all aspects of physical fitness, especially.

Is this genius?

A white genius?
Especially the big man, his physical fitness exploded, dunking one after another, blocking shots, like a spider man sitting in the restricted area, flying into the sky and hiding from the ground, everywhere.

After Chamberlain, it is rare to see such talent.

This kind of physical quality is simply overflowing with talent.

Except for these two, the other three are almost all loopholes.

He never thought about starting with Payton, he had tried before, but he couldn't beat him, and the current rookies are getting more and more perverted.

It is precisely because they have been competing with Payton before that they fell behind.

Now he only wants to target the three obvious loopholes of the white team.

Of course, the loopholes are also divided into big and small, the biggest of which is obviously the thin outside point guard Jack.

He took the initiative to find the thin point guard Jack, his explosive power is very fierce, powerful with one step, the thin point guard Jack can't keep up with his steps, and he is passed very simply.

It was also at this moment that the tacit understanding with Forres made Payton seem to be blocked by Forres when he saw Etfu.

He moved first, obliterating the opponent's last chance.

"Still have brains!"

Aitfu's style of play made several coaches nod off the field. They had expected that the players of the black team cooperated tacitly to seize the loopholes of the white team and win.

That's right, they are more optimistic about the black team. After all, it is a mature team, and it is definitely not comparable to the white team that has never been adjusted.

As long as the players of the black team don't get too hot-headed and take the initiative to challenge Payton and Forrest to one-on-one, the probability of winning is extremely high.

Basketball has never been a sport for one person, let alone, the difference between the two parties is three years old, and it is not a confrontation of the same magnitude.

Of course, from this game, they also saw the talents of Payton and Forrest, and they are looking forward to the addition of such super rookies.

Only the head coach Sievers looked at Forrest inside with some expectation. In his opinion, the white team is not without the possibility of winning, and the key lies in the big man inside.

"In low-level games, Chamberlain alone can blow up the audience. Will this big man be the next Chamberlain?"

(Note: Chamberlain has been well-known throughout the United States since high school, leaving a record of 2206 points in team history and single-game scoring data of 90 points, 74 points, and 71 points. In his freshman year of high school, he averaged 44.5 points per game. And of that 90-point game, 60 of which came in 12 minutes in the second half, everyone sees him as the future ruler of the game.)
(End of this chapter)