NBA: One S-level skill per game

Chapter 52
The Clippers' away game against the Wizards is about to begin.

The atmosphere on the basketball court was tense and full of anticipation, with cheers and whistles coming and going.

When the referee blew the whistle to start the game, the players entered the field one after another.

The referee picks up the basketball and places the ball in the middle of the court.

At this time, the players from both teams were all focused on the ball.They held their breath and prepared for the jump ball.The basketball in the referee's hand slowly lifted off the ground and hovered in mid-air.

The basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air, and Michael Olowokandi and Brandon Haywood jumped as nimbly as cheetahs.

Their figures were intertwined in the air. In the end, Ulanden Heywood was superior and picked the basketball to Jordan.

At the same time, Li Chen’s S-level skills were also released today.

Li Chen felt a little regretful, because this skill was not an offensive skill, but a defensive skill, which made his wish to score points with Michael Jordan, the handsome basketball god, come to naught.

But he turned around and thought, it would not be bad to be able to guard against Michael Jordan's doubtful life.

[Bronze wall and iron wall: The shooting percentage of the player facing the host is reduced by 10% to 20% (reminder: the lower the matchup score, the better the effect.)】

Seeing this, Li Chen became thoughtful. This scoring standard should be based on himself as the benchmark. For players with lower scores than himself, the gravity should drop by more than 10%.

For those with a higher rating than yourself, the hit rate can only be reduced by a minimum of 10%.

Even in his twilight years, Jordan scored higher than himself.

However, reducing Jordan's shooting percentage by 10% is a lot.

In Li Chen's opinion, this skill is also a magical skill, especially when it comes to torturing mobs, it's so fun that you can't do without it.

At the same time, when Jordan just passed the frontcourt, Li Chen opened his hands and took the initiative to stick to him.

Facing Li Chen's defense, Jordan calmly and calmly held the basketball in his big hands that Kobe envied, and held the basketball in mid-air, then said flatly: "Rookie, welcome to the NBA."

Li Chen "..."

Speaking of this, Jordan once again showed his signature skills, turning over a fadeaway jumper. His fadeaway jumper is beautiful and picturesque, which makes people feel pleasing and intoxicating.

At the same time, Li Chen also jumped up, but even though he has excellent jumping ability, it is difficult to defend the fadeaway jumper, not to mention that this is Michael Jordan who has already perfected the fadeaway jumper.

Seeing Li Chen trying to block his fadeaway jumper, the corners of Jordan's mouth curled up slightly. He was indeed a rookie!

At the same time, the Verizon Center Arena was filled with cheers. They knew the goal was scored, and they were cheering and shouting for the god of basketball, Michael Jordan.

however……

Jordan's posture is very handsome, but the sound of the iron is also very loud, so harsh.

The smile on Jordan's mouth froze on his face
At this time, the cheers in the arena were so ironic that he felt that there were countless little bugs crawling around on his body, which made him very uncomfortable.

This was too much of a slap in the face. He had just yelled trash talk, and then he was slapped in the face. It was the kind of continuous front and back slaps from left to right, which made his old face feel burning.

At this moment, the advantages of being a black man are revealed, and his blushing will not be noticed. At this moment, Jordan feels lucky to be a black man.

The fans were all dumbfounded. Why didn't they get in?The cheers just now, weren’t they...

At the same time, the Wizards' offense did not end. Brandon Haywood grabbed the rebound again and handed it to Jordan.

Jordan raised his hand to receive a pass from Brandon Haywood again.

Holding the basketball tightly with both hands, his body leaned forward and soared into the air.

His muscles were tense and every tendon was full of strength.

His eyes are full of confidence, his eyes are full of tenacity, and he will not admit defeat.

At this moment, Jordan is the protagonist of the Verizon Center Arena.

Jordan's powerful air-holding power made his movements seem to slow down, and time seemed to have stopped.

At this moment, a figure rose like a bright moon. His palm blocked Jordan's sight, like an endless mountain, making it insurmountable for Jordan and the basketball in his hand.

Jordan's pupils suddenly shrank. Jordan had read Li Chen's physical examination report and knew that Li Chen's air holding power was good, only a few tenths of a second behind him. But what the hell was this air holding power in front of him?

Is this really a difference of a few tenths of a second?Why does he feel that his ability to stay in the air is not as good as the Eastern boy in front of him? No, how is this possible?Jordan couldn't believe this fact.

However, Jordan is Jordan, and in a blink of an eye, all the muscles in his body suddenly tightened, and he used his powerful waist and abdomen to forcibly lean back, only then did he avoid the fate of being blocked by Li Chen.

In the TNT live broadcast room.

"Oh! God! Is this really 40-year-old Michael?"

This time Barkley was also shocked by Jordan. The powerful strength of his waist and abdomen made him feel that Jordan was still the basketball god Michael Jordan who dominated the court.

Kenny Smith was also full of admiration, and then smiled: "This time the Clippers are in trouble. Let's see how long Li Chen, a young boy from the East, can last in Jordan's hands?"

"Hey! By the way, Charles, how about we take a gamble?"

Buckley laughed loudly and said: "Hahaha! Kenny, I bet Michael will beat the Oriental boy Li Chen."

Kenny Smith was slightly stunned. He thought that Barkley should choose Li Chen, but you actually sided with Jordan.

Kenny Smith thought for a moment and nodded, then added: "The bet is to treat the staff tonight to a supper."

Kenny Smith is no fool for such a must-lose bet.

Buckley felt a little regretful and secretly scolded Kenny for being an old fox.

I saw the basketball draw a perfect arc in the air, like a shooting star across the night sky, beautiful and short.

But the only fly in the ointment is that this shot failed again.

However, this does not mean the end, because the basketball is still bouncing and jumping on the rim.

The fans sat in the auditorium, and their eyes were all focused on the big screen. They watched the jumping basketball, and their hearts became tense with its movements.

Their eyes are fixed on the basketball, expecting it to pass through the hoop and fall into the net.

The moment the basketball fell into the net, a warm cheer erupted on the court.

Jordan lay on the floor and kept shooting, his face filled with confidence.

There is a dialect in the East that goes like this, pretend to be cool for a while, and then the crematorium afterwards.

At this moment, fans know that he is still a legend on the basketball court, and his name will always be remembered by people-Michael Jordan.

Li Chen looked at Jordan who was pretending to be B, and was speechless, thinking, you said you are so old, let me block it and die if you become famous?Still working so hard.

However, Li Chen really admires Jordan, who can still make such difficult moves at such an advanced age.

Li Chen stretched out his hand to grab Jordan's big hand.

Jordan did not refuse, and stood up following Li Chen's traction.

"Mr. Jordan, your shot was perfect." Li Chen sincerely praised.

"You are not bad, you are the first rookie, the one who pushed me to this point."

Speaking of this, Jordan changed the subject, "Rookie, use all your strength to show me your potential."

With that said, he patted Li Chen hard on the shoulder, and then ran towards the frontcourt.

At the same time, Jordan cursed inwardly, how could it be possible to block the great Michael Jordan, you damn brat?I won't let you get what you want,

Whoops!My old waist!If I do this a few more times, I will have to retire soon. Don’t all Orientals pay attention to respecting the old and loving the young?But how come I don't see a little of that virtue in the bastard?
(End of this chapter)