NBA Backer King Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Singled out the main center of the Suns

"The transmission is completed, the integration of related technical resources is completed, the maximum increase in fighting power can reach 10%, and related skills have been improved. The details are as follows: low-level back fights have been raised from level 70 to level 85, and low-level confrontation has been raised from level 90 to level 91. The overall offensive strength of the basket has been raised from level 70 to level 72, and the single defense has been raised from level 70 to level 75."

"Huh, how can back fighting actually improve so much?" Wang Tiejun was instantly excited, but he didn't expect Tieshan to play such a big role.

But immediately he was a little frustrated, because of all his finishing skills, only the layup was barely okay, and the others, such as hooks and throws, were not in the flow. As long as he was not in the basket, his overall finishing ability was very poor.

These finishing skills are not improved, lacking the last shiver, no matter how good his back-to-back skills are, it is useless, because he can't be able to arch to the basket every time and then shoot, which is why his low-level close-range attack is only 50 level reasons.

"Up to 10% increase in strength by hitting has increased my low post attack by 15 levels? Does hitting strength have such a big effect? It seems that my iron mountain relies on continuing to practice, so I can't lose it! "

He was very surprised. In fact, it was because he had no knowledge, and his strength was not bad. If he increased it by 10%, it would be a hundred feet and another ten feet, so the increase of 10% was already a lot. Even as long as he was in Proper use in the game, coupled with the team's proper tactics, may achieve qualitative results.

"very hungry!"

After three hours of hard work, he touched his stomach and went out to the street to buy two Big Macs.

This big burger is two dollars a piece, has a lot of beef, can provide both calories and nutrition, it is more cost-effective than eating Chinese food, and it is simple.

While nibbling on a hamburger, he casually walked down the street, thinking wildly in his head.

What is thinking, of course, how to get a job in an NBA team, this system task makes him unable to start at all.

"System, why don't you change your mission? I can play streetball." He wanted to discuss with the system.

"Host, there is no way out of the sky, maybe the twists and turns will lead to another village." The system replied.

Wang Tiejun said to himself in a daze: "A village of willows, dark flowers and bright flowers?"

He entered the men's basketball team of Cangzhou Sports School in September 1987, entered the HEB provincial team in November 1989, and was selected for the national youth team in October 1990, and has even entered the national team's sight.

But an accident happened in December. When he was imprisoned, the bright road in his life has been completely destroyed. It has been nearly two years without professional training. Wouldn't it be possible to start all over again if it wasn't as good as two years ago?

He walked out of Chinatown at this time. Not far from the corner was an open-air basketball court surrounded by iron nets. He turned in familiarly.

"This **** Chinese is here again."

"Ignore him!"

"You want to cheat our money again, don't fight him."

Several black guys who were playing ball started to discuss, glaring fiercely at Wang Tiejun from time to time.

But that's all, they didn't dare to scold Wang Tiejun, especially those iconic racial discriminatory words, such as Chinaman, yellow-skinned monkey, etc. When they used these words to scold Wang Tiejun, they were beaten up and had a memory .

Wang Tiejun ignored him and sat on the sidelines and continued to eat his hamburger, preparing to trick these unintelligent black brothers into a duel with him later to earn two pocket money.

After a few minutes, a large-displacement off-road vehicle was parked on the street.

"Mr. Colangelo, Charles, turn around is Chinatown, it's hard to park there, so let's get off here."

It was Ewing who drove the Suns for the first time this season. Barkley wanted Chinese food, so he treated him today.

His character is very withdrawn, but he and Barkley are both friends of Jordan. Through Jordan's relationship, the two are also friends, and there will be some off-court exchanges when they play away.

In addition, the general manager of the Suns Jerry Colangelo and the main center Mark West were also in the car, and they also wanted to try Chinese food today.

"Look, someone's playing, why don't we go and see? I'm not too hungry yet." Mark West said.

"Let's go." Buckley nodded.

He agreed, of course Colangelo wouldn't say anything, and Ewing, who didn't speak much, wouldn't say anything.

West seemed very happy, because his strength was average and he had no status in the team, that is, he had a little qualifications at his age, and the three big men could follow his advice and feel very face.

"Oh, it's actually a gorilla?"

"Flying pigs? What are they doing here?"

As soon as the four of them went in, especially Barkley and Ewing, they were immediately recognized, and several of the **** who were playing shouted in surprise.

Wang Tiejun also stood up. He didn't expect that two superstars would be sent to him just after the system issued a task related to the NBA. Could it be that this was destined by God? No, is it predestined by the system?

"Hey guys, hello! You guys keep playing and we'll just have a look."

Ewing doesn't like to talk, his personality is eccentric and indifferent, and he doesn't interact with fans, so Barkley stood up and greeted with a smile.

"what?"

His eyes naturally fell on Wang Tiejun, who was a master.

At the same time, Colangelo also looked at Wang Tiejun up and down out of professional habit.

"Hey bro, welcome to Chinatown."

Wang Tiejun greeted Barkley warmly.

The black brothers, the general IQ is not very good, maybe they are confused, they can get along with each other, and it is not bad to get any opportunities.

"Hello, brother, who are you..." Buckley asked curiously.

If he knew that Wang Tiejun was arranging his IQ, he might not have such a good temper.

Wang Tiejun laughed: "I'm Chinese, you can call me Lao Wang, my position is center, the strongest center here."

"Pharaoh? The strongest, NO1?"

Barkley said in shock: "Do you think you are the most powerful center?"

He thought it was very interesting, and looked at Ewing next to him to see what the gorilla had in mind.

Ewing's eyes showed obvious anger. In front of his super center, a humble Chinese dared to think that he was the most powerful center here. Who gave you the courage?

It's just that his character is too weird. Although he hates the Chinese in front of him, he doesn't bother to say anything. After all, it's just bragging.

Colangelo also shook his head, saying this in front of a super center, this young Chinese man is too arrogant!

Seeing the shocked expressions of Barkley and others, Wang Tiejun was also dumbfounded. Is there any misunderstanding?

Actually, he was referring to the Chinatown area, but Barkley they thought he meant that he is the strongest among all the centers here.

"Chinese, are you crazy?"

"Damn, he's crazy! Buckley, Ewing, you have to teach him a lesson."

Several black guys who were playing ball shouted and shouted. They couldn't beat Wang Tiejun, so they wanted to push Barkley and a few people to take action.

There is also Mark West, although he is only a blue-collar in the league, but as a black man, he can't stand a yellow-speaking person in front of him, especially the Chinese.

"Let me teach you a lesson."

He immediately stood up from behind Barkley, pointed at Wang Tiejun and shouted, "China guy, come over and duel."

"Fark Oil!"

Hearing the word Chinaman, the angry Wang Tiejun smashed the remaining hamburger on Mark West, and immediately rushed up, slapping him with big ears.

"Hey, hey, bro, wait a minute..."

When Barkley saw it, he quickly blocked the front and persuaded: "This is my teammate, give me face and forgive him."

He hates racism, and is not happy with the racist remarks made by his teammates and people on the scene, because his wife is white, and many of his black friends and relatives often discriminate against his wife in front of him, which makes him He was annoyed.

"Brother, I'll give you face, but he needs to apologize, or I'll let him crawl out of Chinatown today." Wang Tiejun said angrily.

"Mark West, apologize to this gentleman." Colangelo said solemnly at this time.

"I…"

Mark West wanted to say that I didn't mean to scold him, I just discriminated against the Chinese habitually, but in the face of the very serious expression of the boss Colangelo, he could only choose to bow his head and whisper: "Sorry."

Then he said angrily to Colangelo and Barkley: "But he also scolded me just now, and I want to teach this kid a lesson."

"Fist, basketball, whatever you choose." Wang Tiejun immediately accepted the move, without any ambiguity.

"Can't fight."

Barkley shook his head and said helplessly: "Basketball, you guys use heads-up to solve the problem."

"Hey, brother, give me the ball and let me teach this Chinese a lesson."

Mark West shouted excitedly at a black brother holding the ball.

"Then, brother, teach him a good lesson. He always bullies us here, tricks us into a duel with him, and wins our money."

The **** passed the ball over and shouted with the enemy.

"Brother, just wait and watch the show." Mark West took the ball and said.

"I'll be the referee."

Barkley stepped forward and said: "You are all centers, so let's play a low-post heads-up, each player plays two balls, just think about it, we don't have any time to delay."

He looked at the two of them and said to Mark West: "Mark, you go first."

"OK."

Mark West laughed at Wang Tiejun, like a tiger grinning at a sheep, full of savage meaning.

took off his coat, he first walked to the lower left wing, took a seat outside the paint area, pointed at Wang Tiejun and shouted, "Come here and die, boy."

With a cold snort, Wang Tiejun also began to take off his jacket.

This somewhat tattered coat was snatched from the trash by he repelled two homeless people. It was small and warm, but it was a little laborious to take off.

"Yangskin boy, your clothes were stolen, right?" West laughed presumptuously.

"Dog food, does your mother know who your father is?"

Wang Tiejun cursed back in Tianjin dialect and continued to take off his coat.

"Come on, idiot."

After finally taking off his coat, he stood behind Mark West and pressed it against his unusually thick chest.

Mark West tentatively leaned back a bit, didn't move at all, and then arched it hard, still the same, which surprised him.

Not only was he surprised, but all the experts on the scene were surprised.

But this is not surprising, Lao Wang's strength is strong in the first place, and he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. Strong in this, no weakness, all strong.

"The strength is okay, and the confrontation ability is okay."

Colangelo didn't care at first, but at this time his attention was immediately concentrated, and he squinted at Wang Tiejun.

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(end of this chapter)

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