Chapter 1252: An emotionless shooting machine

Eyes turned, a university gymnasium somewhere in Los Angeles.

The tall Bruins players changed into sweatshirts and took to the court.

A basketball is about to be played in their hands.

The five strongest starting lineups, led by Wayne, walked towards the side of the court in a loose formation.

Since it is a test of strength, it is natural to play the whole game.

Su Chen's four teammates on the opposite side are all substitutes in the team.

Everyone has a certain understanding of each other's strengths.

is considered to know the roots, so the official team members led by Wayne actually didn't take these people seriously.

Even Robinson, who was looked down upon by Tamos and seemed to be dispensable, was also beside Vane at the moment.

He is also a regular member of the Bruins.

It's a veteran of the team.

Although the level is not too high, being able to enter the Bruins can also explain some problems.

However, Barsar has already had a plan in his heart, if the Bruins replace who will replace Su Chen, then Robinson is definitely Basar's first choice.

For Robinson, the old oilman in the team, Basar has actually been disgusted for a long time.

But Robinson is a veteran.

He has been with the team since Barsal took over and has vaguely heard that Robinson has a relationship with the school board.

Basar had to hold his nose for the time being, leaving him behind.

……

"Coach, are you ready to start?" Robinson said unruly.

Basar looked at Su Chen on the other side: "Are you ready?" ”

"Well, you can start anytime."

"Okay, let's get started." Barsar took the basketball from Vane and kicked off as a referee.

Su Chen's four teammates are also familiar with Wayne, and this confrontation match is just a formality for them, just like their usual training.

After kick-off, the basketball instantly fell into the hands of Wayne and other official players.

In the fifteenth second after the opening game, Tamos made a successful shot and scored two points!

It's not too easy, it's no different from when you usually train.

Basar didn't actually say anything.

But as time goes on.

Basar's brows began to tighten, Su Chen has not touched the ball once since the beginning of the game!

What's going on?

Twelve minutes passed.

The score was 21 to 0, Su Chen and their team did not score a single point.

Barçar directly called off the game.

He walked up to Su Chen and asked Su Chen, "Su, what's the matter with you?" You don't seem to be playing seriously all this time. ”

Facing Basar's questioning, Su Chen faced it calmly: "Oh, Coach Basar, do you see it? ”

Basar: "......"

Shet, I'm not blind!

"Coach Basar, I remember you said that basketball is not a one-man game, he needs unity among his teammates, but I didn't feel the power of unity, my teammates never took care of me, and I never got the ball from them."

Su Chen explained a fact very indifferently.

In the past twelve minutes, Su Chen's teammates have received the ball no less than twenty times, but they seem to be completely unaware of Su Chen's existence.

One by one, they all ignored Su Chen, intentionally or unintentionally.

They fought on their own, and it was completely a four-man fight five-man rule.

Su Chen naturally knew that this was a kind of rejection of him, so he didn't say anything until Basar called a halt to the game.

After communicating with Su Chen, Basar quickly blackened his face and scolded the rest of the people.

Then tell them to cooperate well with Su Chen.

Five minutes later, the game resumed.

The serve fell into the hands of Su Chen's teammates.

Serving out of bounds, a black guy with a beard on his face first passed the ball to a player he knew well.

The man wanted to dribble and attack, but his gaze caught on to Basar's gloomy gaze.

There was a stirring in his heart, and he didn't dare to continue to ignore Su Chen.

He turned to look for Su Chen.

A passing motion was made in his hand.

"Next!" He shouted loudly to Su Chen.

The basketball in his hand was fired like a cannonball in an instant.

The force of this ball is enormous.

If one accidentally misses the catch, or misses it.

It's easy to get hurt by basketball.

So the other party didn't have a good heart at all, he just wanted to see Su Chen make a fool of himself.

It's just a pity that his wish is going to be frustrated.

Su Chen glanced at him indifferently.

Then he slowly stretched out his hand to catch the basketball.

"My Fack?"

The bearded man who threw the ball at Su Chen looked at Su Chen with straight eyes.

Two seconds later, he swallowed hard.

Ball...... The ball was caught.

But Su Chen took it with one hand!

Oh my God, is he crazy?

He knew how much effort he had just used!

If it were him and he had caught the ball with one hand, it would have been almost certain that the hand was broken!

Fingers are very fragile.

At such a short distance, under the impact of carrying a giant power basketball, the results can be imagined.

But after Su Chen took the basketball with one hand.

But he grinned at the bearded guy, and this smile immediately made the bearded guy's hair stand on end.

He seemed to vaguely see a cold light in Su Chen's eyes!

Without waiting for him to reflect on the meaning behind Su Chen's mysterious smile, Su Chen was already holding the ball with one hand and preparing to shoot.

Outside the three-point line, a perfect hollow basket!

Three points in hand, the score is twenty-one to three!

"Beautiful!" Basar couldn't help but shout.

But that's just the beginning!

Su Chen stood on the edge of the three-point line, like an emotionless shooting machine.

As long as his teammates pass the ball to him, he raises his hand to shoot.

Even if the main player of the 'Bruins', Tamos, and another person are tall and tall, and the two of them join forces to defend Su Chen, it is useless!

Twelve minutes later, the score on the pitch was 21-48!

Su Chen received a total of sixteen passes from his teammates.

And every time Su Chen gets the ball, it's a three-pointer, as if Su Chen is the basket......

A full game should be two and a half hours, with a total of forty-eight minutes in four quarters.

It's only been a half-hour now, but Barsar has no interest in continuing to watch.

It can't be said that Su Chen's level is not at the same level at all.

It can only be said that they are not on the same channel at all.

Su Chen: Is that playing?

Oh my God, he's a basketball shooter!

"Sue, don't fight." Barsar called a halt.

"You're not at the same level as them at all, and your shooting skills can definitely be handled even in the NBA, but you have to know that the real game won't give you so many shooting opportunities."