king of defenders

Chapter 657
Everyone looked at Meng Yun with curiosity and anticipation.

Guo Ailun waited for the battle, lowered his center of gravity, stared at Meng Yun's shoulder, his heart was extremely solemn, he already understood the gap between himself and Meng Yun.In fact, he realized it before the competition. After all, Meng Yun's great reputation in the NBA is not fake, and Guo Ailun would definitely not be able to do it if he were replaced.

However, Guo Ailun still launched a challenge, and since he has launched a challenge, he must work hard to fight for it, even if he will lose in the end.

This is an attitude.

"Come on." Guo Ailun growled.

"Okay." Meng Yun nodded, dribbled the ball under his crotch, and suddenly changed direction.

Guo Ailun moved to the left subconsciously, and got stuck in the position first, but unexpectedly, Meng Yun did not break through, but suddenly jumped up.Guo Ailun didn't react slowly, and immediately jumped up, lunged forward, and stretched his arms to seal the basketball.But before he could pounce on Meng Yun, he had already made a shot. He only heard a "shua", and the basketball was hollowed into the net.

Everyone on the sidelines stood in awe, Meng Yun's shot was too fast.In fact, Meng Yun didn't have any fake moves, just a dry pull, and he didn't fall back, but the shot was too fast, and Guo Ailun, who was fast, had no time to block the shot.Moreover, Guo Ailun is 192 centimeters tall, a full ten centimeters shorter than Meng Yun, and there is nothing he can do about Meng Yun's shooting.

The point is, Meng Yun is still so accurate, just raise his hand.

Yi Jianlian said: "Did you see it? This is the strength of the top players in the NBA. Their physical fitness, technology, and awareness have all reached a very high level. Their movements may be simple, but you will find that you just can't defend them. Just being able to score the ball is just so helpless."

"Yes." Zhou Peng nodded.

Li Gen, Ding Yanyuhang and others also nodded one after another, each with a dignified expression. Although they had only fought for one round, Ning Yi's strength had already given them a great impact.

Ning Yi is like this, so what about the rest of the NBA?

In the next few rounds of warm-up matches, as well as the Olympic Games in August, they will meet some nba players and even nba superstars. If they face off, what will be the result?
Everyone felt shuddering.

Zhou Qi stared straight at the field without saying a word, but his brows were tightly knit together. He planned to log into the NBA next season, but seeing how powerful Meng Yun was, he suddenly felt a little panicked in his heart. He played well in the cba, but can he really play well in the nba?

No, it's not about playing well, whether you can gain a foothold is a problem.

"I also have to play against Meng Yun one-on-one. No, not one game. I have to play against him often. His strength is definitely top-notch in the NBA. There are not many opportunities to practice against such a player." Zhou Qi There is light in his eyes, Meng Yun's strength gave him a hammer, but he will not give up his dream of nba, so he must improve himself, and now there is a good opportunity, and he is the same age as Meng Yun, Xiang Meng Yun is not ashamed to ask for advice.

With a bang, Meng Yun made another outside shot.

Guo Ailun was a little annoyed, and shouted: "What kind of skill are you shooting outside all the time, isn't it just bullying that I am not as tall as you, so you can't change the method."

Meng Yun smiled and said, "That's fine, I'll change the way."

As soon as the words fell, Meng Yun started. There was no extra movement, just an accelerated breakthrough. The start was very fast. Guo Ailun's expression changed and he moved quickly, but it was still slow.

Taking one step forward, Meng Yun passed Guo Ailun and made a three-step layup.

"It's so easy." Zhou Peng sighed.

"Yeah, it's over with just one acceleration." Ding Yan Yuhang said with a serious expression, "Guo Ailun's speed is considered the fastest among us, but it's still a one-step pass. If it's our defense, it will be even worse." He is also determined to enter the NBA. Although he is not as young as Zhou Qi and Meng Yun, he has been working hard.

Seeing Meng Yun and Guo Ailun's heads-up match, Ding Yanyuhang was deeply touched. He was disappointed and unwilling. He secretly decided that he had to work harder.

Meng Yun made continuous breakthroughs, either relying on absolute speed, or deftly changing direction, or relying on his body to forcibly crush, sending the basketball into the basket time and time again.

In a blink of an eye the score has become 10:1.

"I lost." Guo Ailun said with a wry smile, "Now the starting point guard position is yours."

Li Gen ran over and teased Guo Ailun: "How about it, are you convinced?"

Guo Ailun spread his hands together: "I can't accept it."

All of a sudden, the atmosphere became relaxed, and everyone burst into laughter.

All the players of the national team are very welcome to Meng Yun, because Meng Yun is not here to grab credit, but to fight the fire. This time the Olympic Chinese team was divided into the death group, and the future is gloomy. The players of the national team I also feel very depressed. Going to Rio is likely to be a complete defeat. I can't win a game. It will be embarrassing and even ridiculed by many people.

Nobody wants that.

The arrival of Meng Yun has brought a glimmer of hope to the team. Maybe the result will not be so bad, maybe it won't be very embarrassing, and there is even a possibility of qualifying for the group, tying history, and reaching the top eight.
So everyone was very enthusiastic about Meng Yun, and Meng Yun quickly got along with everyone, and no one would be jealous of Meng Yun, because for the upcoming challenge, the stronger Meng Yun, the better.

"Meng Yun, can I challenge you to a one-on-one round after training," Ding Yan Yuhang said.

"And me." Li Gen also said: "Count me in."

Zhou Qi saw that it was not good, he had to line up, and said quickly: "Me, and me. Meng Yun, I also want to fight you one-on-one. There are too few rounds, can you?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhai Xiaochuan became angry: "Fuck off, why are you here as a center to join in the fun? Meng Yun is a defender, and he is no match for you. Go and play."

Zhou Qi quit: "Whoever said that a center can't fight a defender one-on-one, you are discriminating. You go aside, and I didn't ask you. Meng Yun has the final say."

All of a sudden, everyone challenged Meng Yun.

Meng Yun touched his nose, a little embarrassed: "Well, heads-up is okay, but I don't know how to let go." It means that heads-up is okay, but you have to be prepared to be blown up by me.

Everyone was silent suddenly, you look at me, I look at you, I feel a little entangled in my heart, this is purely sent to the door for abuse, should I do it or not?
"It's done." Zhou Qi roared.

Everyone's eyes became firm, and they did it.

Isn't it just losing, and it's not like they haven't lost before, and they can average 20+ per game in the NBA. In the playoffs against Paul George, DeRozan, and James, it's not shameful to lose.

Then everyone dispersed and trained individually.

"See, everyone is working harder than before training." Yao Ming laughed.

"That's why I didn't stop it just now." Gong Luming also smiled and said, "There must be comparisons. There is pressure when there is comparison, and there is motivation when there is pressure."

(End of this chapter)