The sudden call to stop caused the (sāo) of the spectators on the sidelines, and Mu Chenfeng grabbed all the limelight with just one voice.

My name is Mu Chenfeng, I'm from China, and I want to play together.

I don't know where he got the courage, a yellow-skinned Chinese dared to be so swaggering in the black pile, and Fu Di on the side had long been trembling nervously.

Soon, the two of them felt the deep malice brought by this rude interruption, and the gang members who were in charge of maintaining the venue immediately arrived at the scene of the incident, two burly men wearing sunglasses and a unique tattoo on them, one of them pulled their hands under Fu Di's armpits, and Fu Di was immediately lifted off the ground with his feet in the air.

"Extinguish the fire, extinguish the fire, let's go right away." Fu Di's English was not good, and this nervousness became even more incoherent, so he had to apologize quickly.

"Let them in." Kyle Terry stepped forward and said, "They're just here to play. ”

Kyle Terry has plenty of say on the pitch, and the gangsters listen to him and put Fu Di on the ground.

Although he grew up in the slums and had some contact with the gangsters, Kyle Terry's (shēn) does not show any of the hostility of the place, but is polite and friendly, which is in stark contrast to his killing momentum on the court.

"Are you Chinese?" Kyle Terry asked curiously.

"Hmm." Mu Chenfeng nodded, and the black man just now also startled him, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"Then do you know Li Tianlong?" Terry's eyes were full of anticipation.

In the end, he is still a child in the slums, and he doesn't know anything about China, "There are 1.4 billion people in China, how can we all know it, and Li Tianlong is such a popular name, even if we know it, it is definitely not the same person." ”

"Oh, I see." Terry snorted in disappointment, "Come on, let's play together." ”

"But... May I? Fu Di still had lingering palpitations about the scene just now, and he was really frightened.

"It's okay." Terry laughed, "It's just a matter of words." Turn (shēn), explain two sentences to the black man, and the black man leaves.

It's unbelievable that a 16-year-old slum boy can come and go with a gang member.

"That's it." After cleaning up all the factors that could affect their play, Kyle Terry made the duo official.

"Let's draw lots and divide them, one group for long and one group for short." Terry held a handful of notes in his hand, and the exposed parts were about the same length, and the part that Xuanji was holding in his hand was long and short, five each, and there were ten people on the field, each drawing one, a team of the same length

It's fair to be grouped in this way, it's all a matter of luck.

Everyone gathered and took one from each of Terry's hands, leaving the last one in his own hand, "I'm short. Terry waved the note in his hand in the air, and the other four teammates who had also drawn the short draw gathered over.

"I'm a long sign." Fu Di Dao, and then look up to find his teammates.

"Me too!" Mu Chen's wind channel.

Fu Di is like taking a reassuring pill, being able to play with Mu Chenfeng's team is equivalent to winning half of it.

"How to prevent it?" Terry looks like a ruthless character, and Fu Di doesn't want to touch him.

Mu Chenfeng immediately replied, "Is there any other choice?" Then, head over to Kyle Terry.

"Those who know me, Mu Chenfeng also."

Kyle Terry has everything a basketball player could only dream of, with a height of nearly 190 (shēn) that allows him to switch freely between shooting guard and small forward, an extra-long arm span that makes his offense and defense more impeccable, the muscles (ròu) in his calves and stomachs are like dynamite packs that can soar into the sky as long as they are ignited, and his strong (shēn) body makes his confrontations very good.

And all the tricks I stole from Jordan.

He was 16-year-old Jordan.

With the jump ball, Terry won the first wave of the opening game, and Kyle Terry took over the game from the first round.

Mu Chenfeng's speed is already one of the best among his peers in China, but in front of Terry, he was passed by one step.

Terry's start is not the kind that is very sudden, but uses absolute speed to crush, and does not slow down the whole process, Mu Chenfeng has increased his speed to the maximum and can only be on par with Terry in the dribble, but the gap formed by Su before is irreparable, and he kills the basket directly and scores quickly.

"I can't keep up with this guy." Mu Chenfeng looked at Terry's tall back in surprise, he knew very well that this was definitely not all of Terry's strength.

"Go get your lost points back." Fu Di sent the ball to Mu Chenfeng on the bottom line.

"Yes, that's right, just get back the points you lost." Mu Chenfeng regained his strength, and this time he was replaced by him as the attacker.

Mu Chenfeng is very similar to Tere's (shēn) material, which looks like a smaller Tere, and has shrunk a little in the same proportion from (shēn) height to body size.

The two are not only similar in size, but also extremely similar in playing style, Terry has learned all of Jordan's skills, and Mu Chenfeng also grew up watching video highlights of Jordan and Kobe, and is quite proficient in their basketball skills.

Mu Chenfeng dribbled under his crotch to adjust his rhythm, and Terry's defensive position was very standard, using his (shēn) body to block Mu Chenfeng's dominant hand, (bī) forcing him to break through in a direction that he was not good at.

But how did he know that Mu Chenfeng's dominant hand was right-handed?

"Terry, let me tell you a secret, most Chinese are right-handed, and these people are used to breaking through from the right side when they play, so if you encounter Chinese in the future, you can try to defend their right side first, (bī) they go left......"

"Okay, I remember."

"But it didn't work for me!"

"Why?"

"Because I'm left-handed......"

......

Li Tianlong's advice to Terry always remembered that whenever he encountered Chinese, he had to defend their right side first, and with this move alone, Terry easily defeated all the Chinese he encountered.

Mu Chenfeng was quite uncomfortable, and he saw that there was a large empty piece on the right side, but he couldn't break through.

"As long as you guard against the right hand of you Chinese, you will lose." Past victories have given Terry an almost inflated sense of confidence.

What he said is not wrong, this is a problem that Chinese players have always had, and it is also the most essential gap with foreign players.

Chinese players always continue to strengthen their dominant hands, rather than strengthening the training of non-accustomed hands, which has formed a habit of getting stronger and stronger, and the non-dominant hands are like a cripple, and they will immediately disarm and surrender after being targeted by the opponent.

However, Mu Chenfeng is not an ordinary Chinese player, after continuous training, he hardly has any obvious weaknesses, such as not being able to use non-habitual hands, of course, he has long overcome.

Although the left hand is not as comfortable as the right hand, it is more than enough to deal with such an emergency.

If you can't walk on the right side, you can protrude on the left side! Mu Chenfeng changed to a left-handed dribble and rushed inside.

This switch caught Terry a little off guard, and at the same time broke his inherent impression of Chinese players, Mu Chenfeng was different from the Chinese players he had met before, seeing the way he broke through with his left hand, Terry seemed to see Li Tianlong's (shēn) shadow from him.

"It's over." Fu Di shouted.

Mu Chenfeng broke through with his left hand to the vicinity of the (jìn) area, jumped up with both hands on the ball, and the whole person glided towards the basket, the big center of the Terry team jumped to block, Mu Chenfeng adjusted the limit in the air to pull the ball back, avoided the defense, poked out his arm with the ball, and flicked his wrist lightly when he stretched to the limit distance.