king of defenders

Chapter 12
In a blink of an eye, it was Tuesday.

The game was played in the afternoon, and Meng Yun still came to the Ice Storms stadium in the morning for personal training.

Jimmy sat next to him, seeing Meng Yun's progress in the past few days, he was also very happy for Meng Yun, and Jimmy was not so worried about today's warm-up match.On the contrary, I have some expectations. I don't know what conspiracy Oliver Matthew has, but it must be related to the game. With Meng Yun's current strength, Oliver Matthew's plots are likely to fail.

"Shh!"

Meng Yun dribbled the ball under his crotch, trying to make a breakthrough, but in fact he pulled it out suddenly. With a flick of his wrist, the basketball drew an arc, like an orange elf, and finally got into the hoop with a swish.

The white net rolled up like a white wave.

There are many people around.

Ice Storms is an open community court where anyone can come in. In addition to the players, there are also spectators, including many girls, who gather around the court and watch Meng Yun train.

"Shh!"

It was another jumper, and it hit steadily.

An onlooker praised: "The shot is really accurate, I think he scored 9 in a row."

"This is training, not a game. No one is defending. It's okay to score 9 goals in a row." Another person said: "You will be surprised when you see his speed. It's too fast."

Beside them, there were a few girls. One of them was a blond girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with good facial features and a few freckles on her face. She held her small hands and her eyes glowed: "Meng Yun is so handsome."

Jimmy lamented, very hurt, and said to himself that I am also Meng Yun's buddy after all, and I am handsome and knowledgeable. I have been here for several days, why no one asks me out?

Does it mean that the market must be played well?

Jimmy has also practiced with Meng Yun these days, but this guy is a slob, and I don’t know why he is so good at school. Anyway, he would be tired after less than half an hour of practice, and he really doesn’t have much basketball talent. Not sure, no sense of ball control, and even more confused about tactics.

Meng Yun gave some advice at first, but then gave up.

Can't take it!

Tired of heart!

Meng Yun continued to train, and with a bang, the tenth ball was hit steadily, but this is training, not a real game, and the hit rate is not certain in the game.

Moreover, after a few days of training, although Meng Yun recovered his shooting, it was not stable. The key point was that his physical coordination ability was always a problem. Simple movements were fine, but too complicated ones would not work.

For example, when Meng Yun catches the ball with a cross step, there will always be some problems. He can’t hold the ball stably, which is caused by the angle and strength, so the movement is not smooth. In the game, it is useless and will be rejected The opponent sees through, and if you don't pay attention, you will be intercepted by the opponent and encounter a mistake.

But in the eyes of outsiders, it still feels very powerful.

At this time, a young man ran over and shouted: "Meng Yun, someone came to pick the field. Derek has already been defeated by him. He asked me to come and find you."

"Challenge?" Meng Yun was stunned for a moment, then realized that if Xiang Long didn't come, even if he was the boss of the stadium, if an outsider came to pick the field, he should go out, "Is the opponent very strong, how many people? Even Derek lost gone."

Derek is not a professional player, nor does he have amazing talent. His strength is completely incomparable with Xiang Long's level, but he is considered very good among amateur players.

Even he was defeated, the opponent was not easy.

The boy said: "There are three people in total, but the fight is one-on-one. The other party seems to be in the same grade as you, but he is very strong. Derek was beaten 10:3."

"Oh?" Meng Yun raised his eyebrows, but he became interested, "Okay, I'll go there now."

The boy turned and ran away excitedly.

The news spread quickly, and there were several games in the entire Ice Storms stadium. At this time, everyone got the news, and people quickly gathered around.

Some people even took out their mobile phones and started to call friends, and then many people came one after another. Those who dared to challenge Ice storms must not be ordinary people, and even Derek lost.

Next, Meng Yun will represent Ice Storms to face his opponents. His strength is a mystery to many people. He will make a move, which makes many people look forward to it.

"It's up to Meng Yun."

"Even Derek lost. The opponent was very strong. If only the big Asian guy from last time was still there."

"It's okay, there's Meng Yun."

Amidst the discussion, the crowd parted.

When Meng Yun came, he saw Derek at a glance, and there were three other young people, two white men and one black man. They were all about eighteen or nineteen years old, and they were probably college students.

These three are tall, all over 1.9 meters, and one of them is over two meters. The three of them didn't wear jerseys, just sports shorts and T-shirts, and they looked very casual.

Among the three, the one who is over two meters tall is a black man with a strong body and a thick neck, which gives people a very powerful feeling. His jersey is still wet. Obviously, he was the one who fought against Derek just now.

Being able to beat Derek a 10:3 is not bad.

However, Meng Yun has a feeling that the strongest of the three should not be this black man, but another white man, about 1.9 meters tall, with a short cut, a steady expression, calm and calm, he seems not as outstanding as the black man, but Meng Yun noticed that this man had an aura.

The three stood together, but he had the most outstanding temperament.

"Asian."

Meng Yun was looking at the other party, and the other party was also looking at Meng Yun.

Among the three, the black man is called Jerry Babbitt, the cut-cut guy is called Leo Keynes, and the other white man is called Jack Wyatt.

Seeing that Meng Yun was an Asian, the three of them couldn't help but be surprised. Wyatt raised the corner of his mouth and showed a contemptuous smile. Babbitt shook his head, as if a little disappointed.

"Don't take it lightly." Keynes glanced at Babbitt and Wyatt, and reminded: "Babbitt has already defeated that bald man, if the other party dares to let this person come, then this person is at least better than the bald man."

Babbitt was shocked, but Wyatt didn't care, and sneered, "How strong can Asians be? I really don't see it, Leo, you think too much."

The two sides sized each other up and quickly got to the point.

"One-on-one, which one of you will come? The old rule is to hit ten balls." Meng Yun is very straightforward, he doesn't want to waste saliva with the other party, and just speak with his strength.

"Babbitt, it's up to you," Keynes said.

Babbitt nodded and took a step forward.

The others dispersed, leaving only Meng Yun and Babbitt on the field.

Meng Yun has been training by himself these days, and he has consciously improved a lot, but he doesn't know what level he has reached. It was scored 10:2 by Meng Yun.They didn't inspire Meng Yun's full strength at all, and the warm-up match was in the afternoon, and now Meng Yun just had a chance to test himself.

(End of this chapter)