So I am the god of basketball?

Chapter 14

Seriously the "dream team" is too strong.

Less than 5 minutes into the match, Grant Hill knew very clearly that if they continued to play like this, they would definitely lose, and they would lose miserably.

At this time, we need a heart... No, we need someone who doesn't play by the conventional rules to break the rhythm of the "dream team".

He immediately thought of Meng Lang as this candidate.

Not only did he think so, but when he made this request to Old K, the other starters in the college training group also thought so.

They also hope that Meng Lang will appear at this time and use his dirty methods to give the "Dream Team" a little shock.

Everyone's expressions were visible, and Old K was very surprised.

He didn't expect that in just two or three days, Meng Lang would become the core of this group of people. Not just Grant Hill, but even other top NCAA players.

These are a bunch of geniuses who have their eyes set above their heads!
  What kind of magic power does Meng Lang have?
  To this day, Old K has only watched three or four of Meng Lang's games, including high school material that he spent some effort to obtain.

He immediately felt a little more hopeful.

With Old K's permission, Meng Lang also stood up from the bench.

This scene caught Chuck Daly's attention. There was a slight look of surprise in his drooping "eight-shaped eyes", and then a strong interest emerged.

He has this saying that is regarded as a classic in the industry:

This league belongs to the players, and it is up to them to decide whether you are qualified to coach. Once they disobey you, it's a sign that it's time for you to leave.

From this sentence we can actually see Chuck Daly's coaching style.

He is known for his ability to bring together different types of players with different personalities.

Meng Lang's one is a blank in his detailed coaching resume.

The person who took the initiative to give up his position was Alan Houston.

Not only because his position overlaps with Meng Lang's, but also in terms of functionality. Also because he was severely restricted by Jordan.

The "Dream Team" obviously also saw the media reports and took the lead. They actually asked Jordan to personally defend Houston.

What can he do?

Facing the black-faced Jordan, he felt reluctant to even get the ball.

Since it doesn't have much effect, it's better to give up the position to Meng Lang.

It's all about winning!
  While Meng Lang was waiting to play, he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Hardaway: "Man, did you forget? You still have a bet that you haven't fulfilled!"

His words suddenly woke up the others, and they all looked at Hardaway with bright eyes.

The future "successor" acknowledged by Jordan himself suddenly stiffened and looked at Meng Lang. He even smiled reluctantly: "No, brother, don't mess with me!"

Unexpectedly, Meng Lang didn't care at all and patted him on the shoulder: "Anfenni, just go in peace!"

I will support your wife.

Hill immediately agreed out of guilt and told Hardaway not to cheat!

Chris Webber also helped out.

In the end, Meng Lang ended the game with one sentence: "No, no, no big star in the NCAA wants to cheat, right?"

The three words "big star" hit the target. Hardaway jumped and said: "Am I that kind of person? Provoking is provoking! Do you always keep your word?"

What does "a dead duck with a tough mouth" mean?

Meng Lang didn't mean to mess with him, but he thought that if he came on the field after the timeout, it would be too sudden and he would probably attract the attention of the "Dream Team" and even "focus on the fire". ——He couldn’t be substituted for no reason, right?

At this time, a "conspicuous package" is needed to attract firepower for him!

Is there anyone more suitable for this role than Hardaway?

The game restarted, and both sides returned to the court. Leitner looked at Meng Lang, who came on the field at this time, and his handsome face instantly turned ugly.

The players on the "Dream Team" also noticed Meng Lang's appearance and looked at each other.

Should the "ball boy" come on stage at this time? ——They naturally saw the news.

But at this moment, Hardaway spoke, with an awe-inspiring look on his face, "I'm leaving":
  "Is this the dream team? It's nothing special! I thought how strong it would be if we were serious! That's all!"

The sidelines were stunned.

Whether it was the bench of the "Dream Team" or the well-informed Chuck Daly, his expression was stunned.

They really didn't expect that there were such warriors in this world!
  Hardaway was sweating profusely, but he couldn't help but shout in his heart:

Stinging, exciting!

If he dares to shout about the "dream team" like this, he can be considered the "first person in the universe", right?
  "Is this a young man?" Chuck Daly relaxed and showed his trademark smile.

This college student sparring group is still a "treasure boy group"!

"Is he out of his mind?" Buckley cursed in a low voice, very unhappy.

"I don't know if my brain is broken or not. Now I just want to teach this brat a lesson!" Ewing, who replaced David Robinson, followed.

He had to be the most powerful "Big Bird". Yun Danfeng said softly: "We did play badly..."

In his opinion, the game started so long ago and the 15-point difference should have been opened long ago.

Jordan urged Ewing to serve quickly: "I'm going to hit one and tell this damn bitch to shut his stinky mouth!"

After losing to these brats yesterday, he felt as if there were ants crawling all over his body. Until now, Hardaway's provocation has made him even more angry. He couldn't wait to destroy these bitches immediately.

"How's it going? I did a good job, right? Meng...Meng?"

Hardaway asked Meng Lang for credit, but found that he was a little distracted.

"Huh? Yeah, yeah, not bad!"

Meng Lang replied perfunctorily, but his heart was filled with waves.

It wasn't because of Hardaway's provocation, but when he came on the court, the system in his mind suddenly dinged:
  There will always be one or two games where you will feel like the basket is as vast as the ocean!
  Then he saw the "Buddha's Light Shining" badge light up...

"!!!"

Meng Lang's breathing suddenly became heavier.

In such a game, the system actually cheated him! ! !

Now, I really want to give the "Dream Team" a little shock!
  You know, this badge will increase his shooting ability to 100, and his ability to resist interference will also increase by 50% on the original basis...

But the excitement lasted only for a moment.

Meng Lang made a simple comparison:
  What kind of performance can Thompson do facing such a "dream team"...

The result is:

Can't wave!
  In any case, the prerequisite for Thompson to flourish is that Stephen Curry will "pull the gun line" for him, and the entire Warriors team has formulated exclusive running coordination for him. Meng Lang does not have these, but his opponent is better than the Warriors have ever encountered. All opponents must be powerful "Dream Team".

From this point of view, this hang-up is a bit too small. "Meng, are you nervous?" Chris Weber heard Meng Lang's suddenly heavy breathing.

Meng Lang shook his head and said in a relaxed tone: "No, man, maybe I'm just... too excited!"

There is nothing wrong with this answer. Anyone who faces "Meng Yi" will regard this as "honor".

The same goes for Chris Webber.

Meng Lang, this is how it should be!
  Michael Jordan held the ball by himself and pointed at Hardaway directly: "Come on, bitch, let me see if your basketball prowess can match half of the lies!"

Hardaway took the call, and Jordan almost used his shoulder to run Hardaway to the free throw line, and then used his signature fadeaway jumper to complete the score.

No obstacles at all!
  "Use all the time you spend practicing your words on practicing football. I believe you can always prevent one of my shots this way. I appreciate your hard work!"

Hardaway tried his best to ignore Jordan's "mental blow" and turned to Meng Lang with an "I'm fine" expression.

He attracted Jordan's attention, and Hill had a chance to face "Magic."

When the elegant gentleman realized this, his entire body suddenly leaned forward, lowering his center of gravity and taking an explosive first step. The "Magician" was thrown behind him before he could react.

The young man's impetus made Johnson feel dizzy.

Fortunately, Ewing made up for it in time.

Hill stopped, but his little hand shook, and the cross ball flew out within a second. A pair of strong hands covered the ball, held the ball, and calmly completed the layup.

The man who penetrated directly into the "heart" of the "Dream Team" basket was Meng Lang, who had just come on the court.

It was not only Johnson who was impacted by young people, but also the "Big Bird" who dominated the entire 80s with him.

Meng Lang kept running, turning and feinting, his steps were as light as if he was dancing a sharp waltz.

Bird's experience has made a good judgment, but his legs and feet really can't keep up with an 18-year-old young man.

Respond to the ball!
  The tacit cooperation from the "Duke Twins".

Watching this ball made Old K very excited.

It seems that time has arrived at the NCAA tournament a few months later. He believes that there will be many scenes like this.

Meng Lang, who landed on the ground, winked at Grant Hill.

The understanding gentleman blocked the "Magic" from catching the ball in the backcourt.

Ewing could only throw it to Jordan on the other side.

Hill then gave up.

Stepping past half court, Jordan, still angry, continued to lock eyes with Hardaway, mentally calculating the posture he would use this time. Little did he know that Chuck Daly's eyes on the sidelines were getting weird.

"Careful, MJ!"

Amid the reminder of "Magic", Jordan's dribbling instincts froze. Unfortunately, a hand behind him accurately hit the ball and broke it.

It worked!
  coming!

This kid's "dirty steal"!
  Almost as soon as Meng Lang grabbed the ball, several "physical monsters" from the college student sparring team immediately kicked it off.

Just when Meng Lang lowered his center of gravity and slowly approached Jordan, their hearts were also in their throats.

Sure enough, this trick is really dirty!

Even if it's Jordan, don't try to avoid it!

However, this is indeed the picture they expected.

It's this kid!

Jordan also saw clearly the person stealing the ball behind him...

It's Meng Lang who just came on stage again!

How did he get around behind me?
  As someone who has experienced it, Chris Webber looked at Jordan's expression and was convinced that what he was thinking at the moment must be the same as what he was thinking at the time.

Meng Lang passed the ball to Hardaway who was rushing up front. Watching him complete the dunk, he felt secretly happy.

Hold your trembling hands. ——Those were the most tense three seconds. The moment he got closer, he felt like he was defusing a bomb. No other reason than that this person's name was Michael Jordan.

If there is a god in the basketball world, then his name is Michael Jordan!

Excitement filled my body.

"Old Six" used this trick to turn "Saint Paul" into a fool, and now he is using this trick to make the future "God of Basketball" a fool. It can be regarded as a skill that outperforms others!

There was a commotion on the "Dream Team" bench.

After being surprised, many players had a look of amusement on their faces.

From their perspective, the whole scene is somewhat absurd and comical.

Think again that the person being teased is Jordan!

They immediately felt physically and mentally happy.

Although they were opponents, many people applauded Meng Lang!

Again:
  They are happy to see such a scene!
  After chasing 4 points in a row, the score came to 13-7...

6-point shot!

Hill pressed forward again. After Jordan got the ball this time, he looked up, down, left, and right. Such a cautious look made the "Dream Team" bench burst into chuckles.

The only one who couldn't laugh was probably Laettner.

Meng Lang made a strong presence as soon as he came on the field, and he was crushed to pieces again.

"Let's defend in a zone! Don't give Jordan a chance to take a shot from mid-range!"

Chasing the momentum, Meng Lang didn't want Jordan to continue to disrupt the rhythm in 1v1.

Jordan's state, no matter who he calls out for singles in 1v1, the college sparring team will only be beaten.

He once again demonstrated his importance in the current team. Everyone immediately stood in a "2-1-2" position, waiting for Jordan to arrive in the frontcourt. Hardaway relied on someone behind him and shouted: "Come on, Michael, come and kick my ass, I can't wait to be kicked to pieces by you!"

Huh~
  Listening to his provocation, Jordan laughed angrily, and then became expressionless. He actually ignored the encirclement in front of him and reached the three-point line with the ball. He took a step forward at the elbow and faced Hardaway. With Hill's outstretched hand, his body seemed to be stagnant in mid-air. He shot from a medium distance and hit the target calmly.

"You'd better come together, two people are still too few!"

"Rookies who haven't entered the NBA yet, you probably haven't heard this sentence..."

At this moment, Johnson was like a fan, but Meng Lang knew that the "Magic" was like this, always supporting Jordan's stinky feet. Later, he was even videotaped kneeling down and begging MJ to come back.

"If you want to win, never anger Jordan, just win the ball quietly!"

"But now you obviously have no chance!"

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