Heizi's Basketball: I'm not the boss?

Chapter 146 The bet with the cute old man
"Except for the big guy, everyone else's strength is average."

Xiang Yang's comments were very straightforward. In his eyes, except for the big player, the other players could only be regarded as foils, at least not arousing his desire to pass the ball.

Lingzi nodded convincingly. She knew Xiangyang's abilities well, and as a special reporter who discovered basketball talents, she definitely had a good eye. Naturally, she could tell that the tall man on the court was indeed a one-of-a-kind existence. , she opened her mouth slightly and was about to continue asking something.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Really? Then I would like to ask you, are other players unable to catch your eye?"

"Of course not, I mean they're not enough..."

Xiang Yang subconsciously wanted to answer, but suddenly he realized that the person who asked this question was not only a man, but he was also talking about neon characters!

Turning around suddenly, he saw a white-haired old man with a cane in his hand, looking at him with bright eyes.

Although his hair was gray and he was still carrying his back, the old man's aura was not bad at all. His eyes were like an eagle, looking at Xiang Yang unscrupulously, as if he wanted to see through him.

"Old Sea!"

Lingzi exclaimed, quickly stood up and said hello to the old man, while secretly pinching Xiang Yang with his left hand.

Ebi?Basketball Association big shot?Team coach?

Xiang Yang was thinking about various possibilities in his mind as he stood up, his eyes also looking at the "Obama" in front of him.

For a moment, the two of them stood in silence relative to each other.

To say that the most embarrassed person at this moment is undoubtedly Lingzi.

Her hands were unconsciously playing with the corners of her clothes, her eyes looking around, not knowing how to react.

For the first time, this sinister special reporter actually showed such a panicked side, which made Xiang Yang even more curious, who is this "Old Man" in front of him?
After an unknown amount of time, Ebi touched his beard and said slowly: "Young man, you must be responsible for what you say."

His tone was slow, but the look in his eyes became sharper.

Xiangyang remained calm and replied in neon language: "Old sir, I'm just telling the truth. It's really my problem to judge others behind their backs, but that's what I really think in my heart."

As soon as these words came out, Lingzi was stunned. She turned to look at Xiang Yang in surprise, as if he had just revealed some shocking secret.

Similarly, Hai Lao's expression was slightly surprised. He narrowed his eyes and looked around Xiangyang again, and laughed: "Good boy, good boy, hahaha."

"Yimin."

"exist!"

Ebi's sudden roll call made Lingzi startled.

"Is this guy the reserve candidate for the National Youth Team that you discovered?"

Facing Ebi's question, Lingzi glanced at Xiang Yang beside him and nodded heavily: "Yes, he is a very good point guard."

"Oh ~ point guard."

Hai Lao pretended to suddenly realize it, and then immediately switched to neon words and said disdainfully: "With such a small height, what else can you play besides point guard?"

This time, Hai Lao said neon words, and it was clear that he was talking to Xiang Yang.

It's really troublesome... I seem to have offended a coach-like character on the first day...

Xiang Yang clicked his tongue, but it was difficult to get off the tiger, and now he had to get on even if he didn't want to.

What's more, isn't the purpose of coming here so quickly to prove yourself?

There is always a saying in the basketball world: strength comes first.

If Xiang Yang's strength was mediocre, what he just said would make him seem ignorant and an idiot.

But if he shows strength that can match what he says, then he is not arrogant, but confident.

"Old sir, I feel like you have a deep misunderstanding of me."

Xiang Yang sighed and spread his hands to pretend to be helpless. When he raised his head again and looked at Mr. Shanghai, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Why don't we make a bet?"

Ebi's eyes moved slightly, he put away his crutches and sat in the audience.

"Say."

Seeing Hai Lao's reaction, Xiang Yang nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Of those people on the court, except for the big man, you can pick three of them and come out to challenge me. If I can beat them all, Win, how about giving me a spot in the National Youth Team? It seems like you are a big shot in the Basketball Association, right? Or a highly respected coach? On the contrary, if I lose any of these games, I will leave directly. Go back and forth wherever you go.”

After saying that, Xiang Yang raised his eyebrows at Ebi provocatively, but unexpectedly, this intimidating old man did not react immediately. Instead, he acted as if he had not heard anything and just watched the people training on the court. Everyone said nothing.

Xiang Yang was a little surprised. He thought that this old man would directly agree to his bet.

At this moment, Lingzi who was standing on the side came to Xiangyang's ear, and explained in a low voice: "The basketball system of the flower growers has been changed, and now if you want to enter the national youth team, you must go through trial training, otherwise you will be the president of the basketball association." There’s no way I can give you a quota directly if you send me a message in person!”

Um?So rigorous?

Xiang Yang was a little surprised, but now he knew why the old man dared not agree to bet with him. It turned out that he couldn't do it.

"Ahem, old sir, let me change the conditions of the bet. If I win, you just need to apologize to me for what you just said. You don't have to directly give me a spot in the national youth team. I didn't know just now, hahaha."

Xiangyang scratched his head and laughed, and at the same time made a tentative question to see if the Ebi could not do it, or simply did not want to bet with him.

Unexpectedly, Hai Lao turned his head and asked: "Which sentence?"

Xiang Yang was stunned for a moment, but then he realized what he was doing and said with a smile: "I don't play point guard because I am too short, but because I am a point guard. It has nothing to do with physical talent."

Hai Lao glanced at Xiang Yang, gently rubbed his crutch with his right hand, and said slowly: "Interesting, I'll make a bet with you! However, if you lose, you don't have to go back to Neon directly. You just need to apologize to my disciples. .”

"no problem."

Xiang Yang followed the good deeds, but in his heart he understood the old man a little better.

He is protective, has a bad temper, and is an obvious hawkish coach, but he doesn't make blind promises for things he can't do. He is stubborn and a little cute at the same time.

Just when Xiangyang quietly tagged Hai Lao, the old man was not idle and shouted to the court at the top of his lungs: "Come and gather!"

His voice was not loud, and even seemed a bit small due to his voice becoming a little hoarse in his later years.

But the strange thing is that all the players who were playing a training match on the court heard Hai Lao's shouts. They immediately stopped what they were doing, quickly passed through the field, and gathered in front of Hai Lao.

Oops!The execution is so high.

Xiang Yang was a little surprised. Not only him, but the reserve members of the National Youth Team were also looking at him with curious eyes.

Is it someone I haven’t seen before?
However, although they all had questions in their minds, no one spoke up to discuss it quietly with the people next to them.

Xiang Yang was immediately in awe of this strict discipline within the team.

Hai Lao quietly observed the expression on Xiang Yang's face. After noticing the expression on his face, he nodded imperceptibly, feeling happy in his heart.

The king's master he has trained with his own hands finally has someone with knowledge to look at it.

What else do those old guys from the Basketball Association say? Basketball is basketball. Don’t act like the ones in the army. What do those old guys know?
The stadium is like a battlefield!
Only a team with strict discipline can achieve success!

However, although Ebi has a slightly better impression of Xiang Yang, he still needs to learn a lesson!
After all, as a reserve candidate for the National Youth Team, Xiang Yang will also be his future disciple, so proper training is necessary.

Considering that Xiangyang was the first player to see his mastery and would still be his disciple in the future, Hai Lao decided to give him a chance.

"Boy, I won't bully you. You can choose three people to fight. The bet will still be valid."

Ebi said confidently, one-on-one is not the whole game, height and physique both play a huge role in one-on-one!
Maybe Xiang Yang dared to say that, he did have something, but he was dead, he was the shortest among all the players present!What's more, if you still play three heads-up games in a row, even if you play three goals in one game, your physical strength will be stretched at the end.

This one is a sure win!

Seeing Hai Lao's confident look, Xiang Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't say much, and instead took the initiative to pick three good ones among the crowd.

"Just the three of them."

Xiang Yang pointed out three people at random. Hai Lao, who had been so calm and calm just now, couldn't help but show a surprised expression on his face after seeing the people he was pointing to.

He frowned slightly and looked at Xiang Yang, shaking his head secretly in his heart: Do you think this kid has something on his body, but he can't even pick his opponent?Picking away the three most powerful except for Xiao Gao, it's really...

That's all, let this ignorant boy hit the wall!

He made up his mind, but Hai Lao's face remained calm. He switched his language mode back to the flower grower and said, "Xiao Lin, Xiao Zhang, and Xiao Wang, come out."

With the sound of neat footsteps, like an army on a mission, the three people in the National Youth Team who had just been selected by Xiang Yang stepped out at the same time.

"This is...excuse me, what do you call me?"

In the middle of the introduction, Hai Lao suddenly remembered that he still didn't know Xiang Yang's name, and quickly asked in neon language.

"Xiangyang."

Xiangyang shrugged and didn't care.

"It's okay old man, you will be impressed by my name in a while."

Although he was not competing, Xiangyang's trash talk had penetrated deep into his bones.Even if the improvement of the system did not flash in his mind, Xiang Yang knew that this blow probably hit the target.

Because Hai Lao's complexion suddenly turned dark, and on his loose skin, one could even vaguely see the traces of his teeth protruding.

"Xiang Yang is a basketball player from Neon. Like you, he is about to participate in the selection of the Flower Planter's new generation national youth team. He thinks of your abilities... hmm."

Hai Lao groaned, his meaning self-evident.

Xiang Yang's expression remained unchanged, but he felt speechless: This stubborn old man was somewhat vindictive.

Sure enough, the faces of those national youth reserve players suddenly became a little ugly.

Hai Lao didn't give up and added more fire: "So, he is very interested in you. He just proposed to me that he would challenge the three of you to a duel."

"Fight hard and don't let our foreign friends down!"

At the end of the sentence, Hai Lao's tone became particularly serious.

The momentum of the three players whose surnames started with "小" is getting higher and higher.They were all rolling up their sleeves and getting ready for a big fight!
"Let's hit three goals per person, Xiangyang, right?"

Hai Lao looked calm and smiled at Xiang Yang: "Although our bet has been established, I still hope that you can play with each of them. Don't lose a game and stop playing."

Xiang Yang leaned over to tie his shoelaces without raising his head, and said quietly: "Don't worry, old man, your worries are not a problem."

……

……

"Hit three balls in a row and let him attack."

Hai Lao sat motionless in the auditorium, looking as steady as a mountain.

Naturally, the disciples would have no objections to his proposal.

The first one to come on stage was Xiao Lin, who had a short hair, a visual estimate of around 190cm tall, and a resolute face.

I saw him face Xiang Yang without saying a word. After passing the ball to Xiang Yang with one hand, he immediately squatted down and got into a defensive position. Although his posture was in place, the expression on his face made him not worry about Xiang Yang. mean.

After all, judging from his height, Xiang Yang doesn't look like he can guard him at all. As long as he can guard against a ball, Xiaolin will be confident and have a climax!Just beat Xiang Yang down!
"…Am I being underestimated?"

Realizing Xiao Lin's thoughts, Xiang Yang felt dumbfounded. He couldn't blame others for this, because his appearance was too deceptive.

For those who are not familiar with Xiangyang, it is hard for them to believe that Xiangyang, who is in his early 180s, can be a good one-on-one player!
Xiao Lin frowned slightly when he heard Xiang Yang talking to himself. He had never learned the neon language and just thought Xiang Yang was greeting him. However, judging from Ebi's intentions, he didn't want him to let go.

"I'm sorry, the coach has spoken, so I can only embarrass you."

Xiao Lin apologized in a low voice. Although he didn't think Xiang Yang could understand, he still said it.

"Haha...ha, then I have to thank you."

Xiang Yang chuckled, stopped talking nonsense, faced Xiaolin's defense, dropped the ball directly, and prepared to start the attack.

Through the short period of observation just now, Xiang Yang had a rough judgment on the opponent's style and strength.

His shooting and breakthrough abilities are good, but his strength lies in organization. If he plays the whole game, he should be the same number one as Xiang Yang. In terms of playing style, he looks a bit like Yukio Kasamatsu, who is one size older?The defensive attitude is still very good, but unfortunately...

"The defensive ability is too weak. There are many things. Just having attitude is useless."

Xiangyang dropped a step and stayed in the air, instantly attracting Xiaolin's defensive focus. Then he changed direction, crossed his hips and dribbled past, directly attacking Xiaolin's front foot!

Xiao Lin's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that Xiang Yang's attack angle was so tricky. He didn't have time to turn around and defend. Xiao Lin could only stand where he was, watching Xiang Yang rush to the left, and even thought of playing with jelly. Layup.

"Wow! Xiangyang is so handsome!"

Lingzi, who was sitting in the audience watching the match, looked at this scene and clapped her hands happily. After all, she was the one who brought him, and Xiangyang fought well and her face was bright.

On the court, Xiao Lin was not annoyed after being scored a goal. He rubbed his face and stood in the defensive position again, his eyes still so determined.

"The momentum is pretty good."

Xiang Yang smiled, took Xiaolin's serve, and dropped the ball again. He dropped the ball in the same way and used the same tricks to pass Xiaolin again.

"Come again!"

Xiao Lin refused to accept the ball and hurriedly picked up the ball and passed it to Xiang Yang again. He was hit twice by the same move. Xiao Lin, who had always been calm, became a little anxious.

In the audience, Ebi with his arms crossed saw this scene and sighed silently. He had already guessed Xiaolin's ending.

As expected, Xiangyang changed the soup but not the medicine, and still fell into the air. However, this time, he changed the breakthrough direction, and instantly passed Xiaolin's defense and completed the first battle of the day!
"Good shot!"

Lingzi clapped excitedly, but in direct proportion to her happiness, the expressions on the faces of the national youth reserve players were a little bad.

Xiao Lin's defeat was not worthless. They had already seen that Xiang Yang was not a good person!
"I'll do it this time."

In the National Youth Team, a player said in a deep voice, he was one of the three people named by Ebi just now, Xiao Wang!
Seeing Xiao Wang come on stage, Hai Lao couldn't help but feel relieved in the depths of his eyes.

Xiao Wang is the player who is most loved by Hai Lao among the current national youth reserve players, apart from the big guy!

The height of 188 cm is not outstanding among guards, but the exaggerated wingspan of 196 cm!This makes Xiao Wang's outside defensive talent very powerful!Coupled with the special defensive training customized by Mr. Hai, it is no exaggeration to say that he is currently the most powerful outside single defender in the National Youth Team!

"Accepted!"

When Xiao Wang came on the court, regardless of whether Xiang Yang understood or not, he took the lead in nodding and saying hello, and then after serving the ball, he immediately entered a defensive posture.

Xiang Yang licked the corner of his mouth. Naturally, he was also impressed by this person.

Excellent static talent, coupled with a strong desire to defend, and good defensive skills, even if he is placed on the black basket, this "little king" is more or less a fifth-general or above!
However, basketball is a sport that encourages offense. In a confrontation between players of the same level, the attacking side will always have the advantage.Because according to the rules, it is biased towards attacking people.

What's more, it would at least be a "miracle" to be able to compete against an opponent of the same level as Xiang Yang.

Instead of hurriedly dropping the ball, Xiang Yang stretched out his right foot and took a probing step. Xiao Wang's steps moved slightly. Seeing that Xiang Yang was just a fake move, he immediately adjusted back. During this process, he protected his center of gravity very well and did not give any chance. A good breakthrough opportunity to Xiangyang.

Xiang Yang was not in a hurry, and took another probing step, this time to the left. Xiao Wang still moved his steps slightly without revealing any flaws.

At this moment, the air in the arena seemed to be quiet, except for the sound of the two players facing each other on the court and the sound of their sneakers scraping the ground.

Off the field, Lingzi clasped his hands in front of his chest, with a worried look on his face.

Other members of the National Youth Team also held their breaths, not even daring to kick.

Even Hai Lao was secretly breaking into a cold sweat at this moment.

If Xiao Wang can't stop Xiang Yang, then his gamble will be in danger.

Xiao Wang!You must resist it!
(End of this chapter)