"Feelings?"

This reason is really mysterious, and Fu Di on the side listened to it in a fog.

After playing for so many years, this is the first time I've heard of someone playing with feeling.

But Mu Chenfeng is indeed Kyle Terry, who is fully firepowered, who is defending with his feelings.

"It's a good defense." Terry realigns his offensive position and prepares for a new wave of onslaught.

"Thanks for the compliment." Mu Chenfeng didn't have a single superfluous move, and all of his movements were highly targeted, which reduced the chance of Kyle Terry taking advantage of the loopholes.

In the eyes of the onlookers, Mu Chenfeng was able to complete the defense simply because of good luck, not to mention in the case of physical overdraft, even if he was physically energetic, he was not Kyle Terry's opponent at all.

Soon, Mu Chenfeng proved that he was able to defend against Terry not because of his luck, but because of his strength.

Kyle Terry was stopped in three consecutive breakthrough attempts, and there was an uproar on the sidelines, who were used to seeing the omnipotent Kyle Terry, where had they ever seen him so "embarrassed".

It's been five years, five whole years, and someone can finally stop this genius boy.

"What's the origin of this Chinese kid?"

"Kyle Terry is on guard!"

"That's not true."

......

This was big news, and in an instant the news that "a Chinese boy stopped Kyle Terry" spread throughout the slums.

Kyle Terry, who is accustomed to growing up in cheers and applause, has suffered such a blow, and he is holding his breath in his heart, intending to pick up the lost face.

The more you rush, the more things will be reversed, and Kyle Terry, who is eager for revenge, began to make mistakes, and was assisted by Mu Chenfeng to hit three points after being stealed.

"I heard you're going to be in the NBA?" Mu Chen's wind channel.

"It's none of your business." Terry's response wasn't friendly.

"Of course it's my business, that's my goal."

"You?" Kyle Terry looked at Mu Chenfeng with disdain, "The NBA is not a place where you Chinese should come, so let's stay in your own country's league and retire." ”

"Say it again." China is Mu Chenfeng's bottom line, and Kyle Terry has touched this bottom line.

"......" Kyle Terry also felt the angry flame in Mu Chenfeng's heart, so he didn't continue to talk.

"The pole is almost over." Mu Chenfeng felt that his legs were no longer so heavy, but getting lighter and lighter.

The pole is a very common phenomenon in sports, with the continuation of exercise, the human body will produce a large amount of lactic acid accumulation, these lactic acid will make the human body inert, thereby reducing physical function, and there will be muscle soreness, slow movement, but with their own adjustment and the continuation of the exercise, the pole phenomenon will slowly pass, and gradually return to the previous state of exercise.

During the period of the appearance of the pole, Mu Chenfeng's state did decline very significantly, but he did not stop his steps and finally passed his pole.

"It's my turn." After the fatigue was lifted, Mu Chenfeng was "as light as a swallow", and beat Kyle Terry three times in a row, all of which were wonderful.

Mu Chenfeng's recovery made Fu Di almost jump up with excitement, "The tiger who pretended to be dead is alive." ”

Mu Chenfeng and Kyle Terry are like mirrors of each other, one must respond in the same way when the other hits.

The two sides were entangled until the final ball.

Kyle Terry's team led by two points after he had just landed a slam over Mu Chenfeng's head.

"Come on." Kyle Terry had already set up his defense, waiting for Mu Chenfeng to enter the pit.

It's a trap that couldn't be more obvious.

"Mu Chenfeng." Fu Di shouted, but there was no response.

If Mu Chenfeng really forcibly detains Kyle Terry, then there is only one result that will greet him.

"Let me tell you what basketball looks like in China." Mu Chenfeng started from the outside line and killed the inside line.

"Come on, come on." The three people, including Kyle Terry, are all in place, just waiting for Mu Chenfeng to throw himself into the net.

Mu Chenfeng was getting closer and closer to the "trap", but he didn't mean to stop, he jumped with his left foot and forcibly challenged.

"You're going to lose this game!" The three of them formed a row together, forming a rising wall in the air, blocking Mu Chenfeng in all directions.

"This level of defense is far worse than our "mobile Great Wall" in China! "Mu Chenfeng has risen to the highest point.

"Then you can try it." The three of them were still rising, and the height completely overshadowed Mu Chenfeng, and he had no chance to make a move, "Accept your fate, this is the gap." ”

"Hehe......" Mu Chenfeng sneered, his body was slowly falling, "You can't win with 2 points." ”

Before landing on the ground, Mu Chenfeng passed the basketball out, "I'll leave it to you, American, I can't trust it." ”

Syllable!

The basketball flew into Fu Di's hands with a very comfortable force, so comfortable that he didn't even need to make adjustments, and even the feel of the shot was softened a lot by this pass, and the basketball fell into the net after a short flight in the air.

Mu Chenfeng assisted Fu Di to kill Kyle Terry.

The whole stadium was silent, everyone showed a look of surprise, and some people held their heads in their hands, very sad.

"This is Chinese basketball." Mu Chenfeng took the initiative to shake hands.

"Will there ever be a chance to say goodbye?" Kyle Terry, who has never lost in five years, is of course very unwilling and hopes to fight Mu Chenfeng again.

"Yes." Mu Chenfeng responded, "See you in the NBA in two years." ”

"When the time comes, I will definitely win you."

Kyle Terry reluctantly accepted the loss.

Leaving the southern stadium, Fu Di took a deep breath of the air in the city, "It's still better in the city." ”

"The last shot was good." Mu Chenfeng praised.

"Of course, don't forget, I'm also Chinese." Fu Di patted his chest proudly, this ball was enough for him to blow for a while, but most of the credit for being able to throw the lore ball still goes to Mu Chenfeng's head, that pass is really beautiful.

"Anyway, your last ball really scared me, I really thought you were going to do it yourself."

"How is it possible, I'm not that stupid."

"That's not for sure, you can do anything when your brain is hot."

"Hurry up and call a taxi, we'll be sleeping on the streets when it's too late."

It was already afternoon when I left the slum, and the setting sun had already set halfway up the mountain.

"I probably won't come back to this place in the future." Obviously, the slums did not make a good impression on Fu Di.

"If I have the chance, I will definitely come back." Mu Chen's wind channel.

"Are you really going to play in the NBA?"

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