This is not true.

The atmosphere became solemn, everyone was stunned, and the air seemed to be still, just because of what had just happened.

A gust of wind swept across the court, kicking up a puff of dust, and in the field, Mu Chenfeng knelt on his knees, his hands struggling to support his heavy (shēn) body, and sweat poured into the ground.

Directly in front of him, Luis was holding the basketball in his hand, clearly not having fun.

0-10, this is the final score of the two heads-up, and even more incredible than the disparity in scores is the time, Luis defeated Mu Chenfeng in only 3 minutes.

This is probably the shortest bullfighting game to take.

Mu Chenfeng has been slow to shake off the defeat of the match, and his experience in the past three minutes has been like hell, and it was the most difficult heads-up he has ever played.

He was as weak as a child in front of Louis, and Mu Chenfeng's efforts were worthless compared to his leisurely stroll.

"Why?" Mu Chenfeng angrily punched the ground, he never thought that he would lose, but he just lost, and he lost miserably and pitifully.

"Mu Chenfeng, you still have a long way to go." After Louis put down this sentence, he left the venue, leaving Mu Chenfeng alone, standing there alone.

"Isn't it a little too much?" Luis was stopped when he passed by Lis, she didn't expect Mu Chenfeng to win, but he didn't expect Luis to be so ruthless, leaving a 10-0 run without leaving a qíng side, and three minutes improved Luis's heads-up time record by a full two minutes.

Louis's eyes were firmly fixed on the front, "If he can't even pass this level, then he is not a good seedling." ”

"But ......"

"You have to trust your own vision." Louis didn't think Mu Chenfeng would be defeated by this level of difficulty, "It's better to hit the wall now than to hit the wall later." ”

Louis is a cautious man, and he must have a reason for doing so.

As for whether Mu Chenfeng can improve from failure, it depends on himself, and he can only face defeat by himself, and others can't help him.

"It must have been a big blow to him." Cannavaro looked at Mu Chenfeng's lost back and was extremely worried.

"He can only blame himself, who made him accept Luis's challenge without his own strength." Fick didn't care, but said in a very harsh tone.

"It's good enough to be able to last three minutes, I thought he could only last two minutes." Others chimed in.

"Can you shut up?" Enzo Ronnie finally couldn't listen anymore, and couldn't help but interrupt in a loud voice, "If you have the ability, you can go up and see if you can (tǐng) for three minutes." ”

Enzo spoke, and the others shut up.

Today is the sun coming out of the west, Enzo, who has always regarded Mu Chenfeng as a "strong enemy", actually spoke for Mu Chenfeng in turn.

"What he needs now is comfort, not falling into a trap!" Enzo Qi (shēn), stride forward, towards Mu Chenfeng.

"Wait a minute." Lisi stopped that she had heard about the relationship between the two and was not friendly, and that Enzo was quick-tempered, so she was afraid that he would do something inappropriate and make Mu Chenfeng's (qíng) even more somber.

"Don't worry, I just want to comfort him." Enzo saw Liz's concerns and gave her a reassurance.

Mu Chenfeng's breathing calmed down, but his gaze was still dull.

"Stand up." Enzo said.

"......" Mu Chenfeng did not respond, but was surprised by the voice, the person who came was not (ài) Lis, not Luis, not Cannavaro, but Enzo, the most unlikely person.

"It's just a heads-up, just win it back, I don't (yǔn) allow my approved opponent to be frustrated here like a coward." Enzo said as he put his hand on Mu Chenfeng's shoulder, his fingers secretly crumbling into the folds of his white T-shirt.

Why did you still do it? Liz wanted to rush into the field to stop it, but was stopped by Louis, "Don't get involved in this matter, leave it to Enzo to solve, he can solve it more effectively than any of you." ”

Nothing is more exhilarating than the momentum that an opponent brings.

"Sitting here won't win him." Enzo slowly stretched out his hand, replaced it with a palm, and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

Enzo just said what he wanted to say, and left the rest to Mu Chenfeng himself.

"Wait." Mu Chenfeng stopped Enzo, who was about to leave, "Would you like to help me?" ”

"What are you kidding?" Enzo said coldly, "You're not the only one who wants to defeat him. By implication, Louis is also the one he wants to challenge.

Mu Chenfeng stood up after hearing this, "Then we have to see who does it first." The frustration in his eyes was swept away, replaced by firmness, incomparably firmness.

"That's right." Mu Chenfeng's ability to recover satisfied Enzo.

"He's all right?" Lisi stared at Mu Chenfeng, who was resurrected with full blood, and there was no indication from his (shēn) that he had just experienced a fiasco.

"This kid really didn't disappoint me." Louis nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, let's organize everyone to train." ”

"Now?" Lisi hesitated, "Won't you let him take a break?" ”

"Now it seems that there is no need for that, he is also full of strength (shēn) now." Louis Road.

(ài) Lisi released the next training mission, which made everyone feel desperate.

Hit 100 times in a row! Mid to long range shots!

Where is this a task that people can complete, not to mention medium and long-distance shooting, even if it is a layup, there will be mistakes, hitting 100 times in a row is to require that in these 100 shooting opportunities, there can not be a single mistake, the main practice is the stability of the shot (xìng).

Hit all 100 shots! I'm afraid only NBA players can do it.

There is no doubt that this difficulty is much greater than that of rocky and sandy fields.

Shooting drills are friendly to outside players, but they can be malicious to players who mainly play on the inside (ròu).

Liz drew a semicircle with white spray in the half, and no one was allowed to enter the area while shooting, which directly killed the hope of some players to complete the task, and the semicircle was beyond their offensive range.

Enzo is one of them. This semicircle is like a custom-made shēn for him, and he has a hit rate of nearly 7 percent inside the circle, while his hit rate outside the circle is only a pitiful 3 percent.

In this area, let alone 100 consecutive hits, it takes a lot of effort to hit them in a row.

However, Mu Chenfeng liked this unique setting very much at that time, and he was used to breaking through to the inside line to kill, and the technology of the pitch was a little rusty, so he just used this opportunity to get the feeling back.

Mu Chenfeng came up and followed the inner circle, starting from the bottom corner of the left side to the bottom corner of the right side, hitting five points in a row, then taking a step back, another back and forth, and hitting five points again.

Easily won 10 consecutive hits.