At the beginning of the afternoon training camp, Martelley gave a lecture, which was nothing more than nonsense about fighting for ideals, beliefs, and honors. Then the group confrontation began, and Group A was point guard Kyle, center Smith, power forward Adams, small forward Turic, scoring guard Bildt, and substitute Denisov. The point guards in Group B are Hash, center Morin, power forward Kelly, small forward Larry, scoring guard Martin, and bench Le Sowell. The pitch lasted 15 minutes each, with Group A coached by assistant coach Thierry Henry and Group B led by Martelley himself.

Matleley's grouping is purposeful, just to test Kyle's quality, although his physical data is good, but Matley prefers to see something practical, a talent with pure substitutes against a balanced starting team, Matley is full of expectations, looking forward to Kyle's performance. With the whistle of an assistant coach as an interim referee, the game officially began!

Smith was still quite reliable on the jump ball, and Kyle got the ball steadily, without stopping, and he was speeding to the basket at a blistering speed. Maureen and Martin were passed by him before they could react, and Larry and Hash were following their opponents closely, and they were also very confused, and they had only one thought in their minds, and lightning fast was to describe Kyle's current performance. Kyle was the only one in front of him, and his speed did not decrease, his shoulders changed to the right, and a cross step swayed, and it was completely wiped out! Simple plus easy, then two strides for a right-handed layup. At this time, Kyle suddenly felt the black shadow behind him, he knew that it was Kelly, and without thinking about closing his stomach in the air and then changing his left hand, Kelly struggled to cover in the air, but only caught Kyle's right hand, the basketball trowel into the frame, the whistle sounded, the goal was effective, and it also caused Kelly's foul, a beautiful 2+1.

It took less than three seconds to complete the goal! Everyone on the court was shocked, they didn't react at all, the offense was already over, this is strength, this is talent, Kyle's bounce, arm span and confrontation performance in the air dodging the block, let everyone be amazed. This was followed by cheers and praise from teammates on Team A.

Kelly half-squatted under the basket, looking at Kyle who was about to make free throws, and felt bitter in his heart, he found that he underestimated Kyle's ability and talent, a ball, enough for his old fritter to see the clue, Kyle scored so easily, for many reasons, maybe it was to play a surprise, maybe it was the heart of Team B, maybe it was to play a time difference. But in Kelly's opinion, it's more that Kyle's strength is so strong that people can't believe it, so strong that they can't stop it.

The penalty was added and the offense was switched, and Kyle quickly dropped back to the halfway line. Hash controlled the ball slowly, and with thirty-five seconds of offensive time, he seemed very calm, and of course he was disgusted by the arrival of the talented Kyle, and no one thought it was a pleasant thing to steal his starting position. To be honest, Hash doesn't think Kyle is much better than himself, Kyle has poor shooting in addition to being physically gifted, while he is the opposite, he is not physical, he shoots well, he is very skillful, and he wants to prove himself. Hash thought to himself that he would return one later, is it a beautiful cross-step pull-up jumper? Or a pick-and-roll jumper? When he made up his mind to settle the battle with the latter, Kyle in front of him moved.

Kyle was only one step away from Hash dribbling in front of him when he stepped forward and pressed in, timing it and calculating the distance. Hash was a spirit, and quickly raised his ass to isolate him, hoping to protect the basketball. But Kyle was prepared, when Hash turned around and bent down to prepare to dribble, he stretched out his long arm behind his back and stabbed it, the ball was touched by him, falling out of Hash's control, he accelerated and used his power to squeeze Hash, who was also ready to grab the ball, and flew forward to get the ball, and then rode the dust, dunked, and Hash behind him could only look at the ball and sigh, a piece of chagrin.

Hash, who had learned a lesson, didn't dare to be careless anymore, and when he mentioned the spirit of twelve, he smiled coldly when he saw Kyle who came up to grab again, your uncle! When you taste the sweetness, you know the marrow? Hash decisively stopped the ball, shook the basketball from side to side, and then jumped up and threw the ball to Larry, who came to catch him, but unfortunately, he was hit by Kyle, who jumped higher and had better explosiveness! The ball was stealed again, and Kyle once again rode the ball to add two more points.

7-0, Matleley called a timeout. What's going on? In less than a minute of the opening game, Kyle scored 7 points and 2 steals in a row, completely stunned the main team of Team B. Hash muttered as he walked off the field, greeting Kyle's loved ones in his heart.

"Why? Hash, what are you doing? Can't even take the ball to half the court? Everybody focused, pay attention to the ball, and I repeat, as soon as Kyle was halfway through, he was wrapped up and tried to keep him from receiving the ball, and if he broke through, everybody surrounded him. Martin! Your mission is to cling to Kyle, create more confrontation, and make him consume more energy, understand? I'll repeat, Hash, take the ball across half the court and watch the run. Martelley roared, he was upset with Hash.

"They're going to pack Kyle, connect the ball, control the turnovers, shoot the shot when they get the chance, it's a very easy thing. Defensively, keep an eye on the good guys, and Smith pays attention to the defense. Team A's interim coach Henry also took the opportunity to add.

The match continued, and this time on serve, with Larry on the right side of the close-range spot, Martin following up on the left, and Hash being more rigorous and focused, hunched over and carefully dribbling. As soon as Kyle pressed, he immediately shifted the ball and ran off the ball, with the stronger Martin in control.

Martin crossed the ball and pulled away for a single, he glanced at the emaciated Bildt and teased, "Can you really stop me?" Man, I'll bump you, I'm afraid you'll fly, look, I'm going to rush to your left. ”

As soon as the words fell, Martin slammed his shoulders to the right, not fast, but Bildt reacted more slowly, he easily went straight to the basket, facing Adams who pounced, he twisted his waist and dodged to throw the ball, the arc was beautiful, but Martin's body was crooked when he shot, the shot was deflected, the ball bounced to the other side, and Kai under the basket used his strength to knock away Turridge, who was fighting for the rebound with him, and then jumped high with his strength, touched his hand, and the ball obediently slipped into the frame. Inside barrier Smith was pulled out of the outside by Morin this round, otherwise the rebound might have been accepted by Smith.

Team B finally opened to score and quickly retreated to the half. Kyle controlled the ball and sighed in his heart, his teammates' abilities are really not very good! He walked through the midfield, gathered his nerves and prepared to attack again. Kyle beckoned to Smith to come up and block the pick-and-roll, at this time, the nearest Hash quickly came over to wrap the clip, Kyle didn't have time to think about it, an acceleration and change of direction, bumped away from Martin who was marking him, and then slipped around the left side of Smith, facing Morin, one turned his back and passed away, straight to the basket, Larry and Kelly quickly closed, the basket was crowded, Kyle flicked his wrist, the ball flew behind his head, Smith caught it steadily, and the shot was successful. The score was 9:2.