Showdown, I'm the God of Basketball

Chapter 5 Who do you want to blow up

"My God, isn't this the same as the card drawing screen of the YY teacher I often play?"

As a standard high-level non-chieftain, Zhao Hao had too much bitterness and tears in it.

What about the arrival of the European Emperor and his soul, these have nothing to do with him, okay?

The worst time was when I saved 100 mysterious spells, and when the triple probability came, I drew ten consecutive draws at once, and ended up feeling lonely.

Even the little deer entered randomly, and Xianyu didn't turn over. He was so angry that he wanted to shout on the spot: Who can be worse than me.

"No, I deeply believe in metaphysics. I must save this drawing card until 24:00 in the morning to draw it on time, otherwise I will definitely draw a white one. I firmly believe in my face."

But the problem is that the trial training is about to start now. You should know that the system has issued a task to sign a contract with the Lakers until the early hours of the morning, which means that this trial training is the most important thing.

If the head coach can't be satisfied with this trial training, it will definitely mean that he will miss the contract. Then what kind of headlights and what kind of bicycles should he drive, and he will earn a fart of [-] million.

Zhao Hao, who thought about this clearly, was full of helplessness.

"Smack it, whoever is afraid of it, my face has been dark for so long, it's time to turn over."

"Furthermore, isn't this a new life, how could it be so bad!"

Zhao Hao, who had made up his mind, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes tightly, then waved his hand and slid the card onto the rune field.

"!@#￥%...&*()" A strange voice sounded on the battlefield, and then a white light suddenly appeared.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for winning the white medal, defending the tough guy Tony Allen's death entanglement]

"It's over, it's over..."

"I know why I smoke when my face is dark, but it really is white."

Zhao Hao, who was crying without tears, wanted to slap his right hand. This is really a gambler's mentality.

He sighed, and helplessly shifted his gaze to the badge column.

(Defensive tough guy Tony Allen's Death Coil: top-level defensive awareness can ensure that it is difficult for you to lose position, and in one-on-one situations, the probability of interfering with the opponent's shooting is increased by 50%)

"No, Tony Allen is the league's top individual defender, how could his medal be only white?" Zhao Hao said puzzled.

Although Tony Allen is not a superstar, not even an iron starter in the team, his defensive skills make all the superstars in the league frightened.

What's more important is that his defense is extremely clean. Compared with those fools who can only rely on useless feet at every turn, this is the real top defender.

Even Kobe has personally admitted that Tony Allen is the best player to defend him. How can such a defense only be white?
But soon Zhao Hao figured it out. Tony Allen's defense is indeed very strong, but it is difficult to convert it into statistics. Just think about his career average of 8.1+1.4+0.4 per game.

Averaged 1.4 steals and 0.4 blocks per game. At first glance, I thought this guy was a top colander.

In addition, the ability of individual defense is really not very meaningful unless you encounter a lone wolf who likes to work alone, or encounter most team teams.

"Who is talking about me?" Kobe on the side suddenly felt sick again, and looked left and right.

After digesting the information, Zhao Hao came back to his senses, only to find that Tang Shuai was looking at him strangely.

Although too much time was spent in the system, he obviously felt that only a moment had passed compared to the time in the real world, so Tang Shuai, why do you have to look at me with those small eyes?
"Tang Shuai, it's time to start." Zhao Hao said confidently with the badge.

Although this badge was almost completely useless for his trial training, he already had Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, and he had an incredible idea.

He couldn't help turning his face to look at Los Angeles on the other side of the court, and then he smiled.

Kobe, who was practicing the picturesque fadeaway shot, frowned when he realized that he had made a three-point shot.

He looked back and forth, left and right, a little scared.

"What's the matter? Why is this feeling coming again? Who is it? Who is it?"

.........

At this time, the staff member who had been stared at just now approached and said.

"Well, why don't we test the projection ability first, and then measure the static data?"

"I project you a big-headed ghost, I can beat you one-on-one, quickly measure my static data." Zhao Hao said very speechlessly.

Just now he felt that this staff member was definitely talkative, and now it seems that he is right.

Let him show off his projection ability, so why not immediately show off his original shape?

The mid-range shooting ability is 45, and the three-point ability is 40. This is obviously broken, okay?

The staff member was so frightened that he had no choice but to prepare.

On the side court, Kobe suddenly heard these very arrogant words, which touched the king's heads-up aura in his blood, and he looked this way very unhappy.

"Blow me up one-on-one? I'm afraid I'm going to beat you all out."

"I just said how I feel that everything is not going well today. It turns out that a kicker came here."

"Hey, that's not right! This height, this body shape, why do I feel so familiar? It seems to be the figure of the eldest brother."

.........

The test begins.

"Height 198cm."

"Armspan 212cm."

"Weight 98KG."

"Vertical bounce 98cm."

"12-meter sprint [-]s."

"........."

As the staff member read out the measurement data again and again, the expressions of those who paid attention at the scene became more and more surprised.

This kind of static data is really good. You must know that the one who is currently training on the court... No, it is Kobe who has stopped training and paid attention to the trial training here. When he was drafted, his arm span was only 206cm, and his vertical jump was 103cm. The meter sprint speed is 11.3s.

Zhao Hao collapsed on the ground out of breath, he was really exhausted from the continuous tests.

It's just that after hearing these data, he was a little puzzled, are you kidding!
He clearly remembers that Jordan's body data reached an abnormal vertical bounce of 121cm and 10.5s in the [-]-meter sprint in the draft. Why is it so bad now?
You know, Jordan played track and field before, and his speed will never be worse than Kobe.

"No, Jordan only entered the NBA in college, and the current system gives a template for high and high school, which means there is still a gap of one or two years between the two."

"But the gap is too big! I still want to blind everyone's eyes."

Just when Zhao Hao was upset about YY, that lonely man finally couldn't bear the loneliness and walked over.

Here he comes...he comes...he comes with lovely steps.

"Boy, what's your name?" Kobe said seriously with no expression on his face.

At this time, he already knew that the young man in front of him was not his elder brother Michael Jordan, but their figures were too similar.

Face to face with Corvo at such a close distance, Zhao Hao is really excited to death, but the tone of his words...you are too Kobe.

Seeing Zhao Hao staring at him with agitated expression and not intending to reply at all, Kobe showed a standard silent and unhappy expression.

"His name is Zhao Hao." The staff member showed a beautiful smile and flattered him again.

This person is really, not only a chatterbox, but after flattering Tang Shuai, he came to kiss Kobe again, why don't you go to heaven!
"Who said just now that one-on-one can blow you up?" Kobe ignored the staff member and continued to ask after getting the answer.

Hiccup, this tone, this aura, this arrogant look, even if you are Kobe, it's a bit too much, okay?

"I said it, what the hell!" Zhao Hao said unconvinced.

Just kidding, it's his second time being a man, so why let it go, even if you are a blacksmith, you can still be angry.

"Who are you going to blow up?" Kobe smiled contemptuously. He hadn't seen a young man who dared to be so arrogant in front of him for a long time.

The staff member looked at the two people's needlepoints facing the wheat awning, and slowly raised his right hand in fear.

I don't know if that gesture is saying that I am the one who wants to blow up, or if I want to raise my hand to speak.

"I just want to blow you up, aren't you happy?" Zhao Hao said arrogantly without waiting for the staff member to speak.

　I have to wait for a while for the signing status. You can invest with confidence, but it is recommended to collect, big brothers.

　　


(End of this chapter)