Chapter 135: The Trial of Descending the Mountain (2)

Enzo was under pressure like never before.

"Don't look at him." Mu Chenfeng reminded everyone that Enzo was already under a lot of pressure at this moment, and paying attention to him at this time would only increase the pressure and would not help him in any way.

Enzo stood at the free-throw line with the ball in both hands, taking deep breaths all the time, but didn't make a move.

After a long pause, Enzo finally spoke, "Is it okay to just shoot from behind the free throw line?" ”

This question blinded everyone.

"What does he want to do?"

Luis stared at Enzo and nodded slowly, "Yes!" ”

Enzo smiled, feeling the pressure on his body disappear in an instant, "Say it earlier." Enzo began to step back, getting farther and farther away from the basket

"He's ......," Henry puzzled.

Mu Chenfeng had already seen through Enzo's intentions, "He thought of the most stable way, and if it were him, the probability of scoring this goal was 100%!" ”

100%? This is too much to say, as long as it is a shot, there is a possibility of not entering, so there is no such thing as a 100% must-score shot in this world.

Enzo was still dropping back, out of the free throw ring, out of the three-point line, back to the center circle.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have guessed what he was going to do.

"Liar, this guy is going to jump from the free throw line." Henry spoke out the thoughts that no one dared to say.

"This distance, for sure, can't be wrong." Cannavaro is very sure that only a free throw line dunk can achieve 100% as Mu Chenfeng said.

In other words, Mu Chenfeng guessed Enzo's decision from the moment Enzo stepped back.

If Luis asks his players to complete a free-throw line dunk, then there is only one person who can do it, and that is Enzo!

"Is he okay?" Some people have expressed concern about Enzo's choice, which is the free throw line, and even the top professional players are not fully sure to fasten it, and if this goal is not scored, everyone's hard work will be wasted.

Enzo started a long run-up, stepping his left foot on a centimeter in front of the free throw line, and with the help of a huge reaction, he sent his huge body into the air, relying on the inertia generated by his huge weight, and flew towards the basket at great speed.

"It's still too risky." Alice felt that Enzo's choice was a little abrupt, whether he would have to fly at least 4 meters in the air to complete the free throw line, or 4 meters if his body remained at sufficient height.

"Don't worry, let him fly a little longer." Louis looked relaxed and not worried.

Halfway through, Enzo showed no signs of descent.

"This guy is on drugs." The previous suspicion gradually turned into an exclamation.

If the goal is scored, it will be the first free-throw line dunk on the hilltop court.

James. An achievement that Bryant has never achieved.

"It's too easy." Enzo spreads his wings and flies to the basket with a basket!

Rumble!!!

There was a loud noise.

Enzo dunked the ball into the basket heavily, because he didn't control the strength of the basket when he dunked, pulled the whole basket forward, and then fell to the ground with a bang!

Everyone was stunned and witnessed the whole process of the collapse of the basket.

Fortunately, Enzo dodged in time and was not hit.

The last day, the last ball, the last basket was destroyed.

This goal was a wonderful end to the hilltop training.

Enzo's strength was so strong that he destroyed the basket, which shows how terrifying his power increase was.

"Congratulations, you have completed your first trial." Alice said.

The first trial? The trial isn't over yet?

"Now for the second trial!" Louis pointed down the hill, in the direction of the town, "Take your own things, go back and forth." ”

When speaking, Louis choked up a little, seven days of getting along with each other day and night made Louis have long had feelings for these "children of tomorrow", and there will be a parting, although reluctant.

"And this." Alice was holding a stack of round stickers with numbers printed on them.

"The rest of the training camp will continue to work hard." Alice pasted his "60" number for Mu Chenfeng.

"Aren't you going down the mountain?" Mu Chenfeng asked.

"Louis doesn't like town, I'm going to stay with her." Alice said reluctantly.

"That ......"

"Don't worry, we'll meet again." Alice comforted, "Keep the bracelet safe, I will see him next time we meet." ”

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of it." Mu Chenfeng responded.

"Let's go! Everyone else has already set off. ”

Mu Chenfeng was the last person to descend the mountain, and his name remained on the summit leaderboard.

"Dad, do you say Mu Chenfeng can play in the NBA?" Alice looked at Mu Chenfeng's disappearing back and asked.

"What do you think?"

"It should be fine!"

"We can only accompany them here, and as for the way forward, it's up to them."

There was an unusual sensation outside the Pea Arena.

"What sound?" Felix looked at it.

The 25 eliminated players led by Mu Chenfeng stood at the door.

"They're going down?"

"Looks like so."

George was surprised by the change in the "elimination group", and in just a few days, they could change so much, and Louis really had a set of training.

"Coach, we're back." Mu Chenfeng stepped forward and said, very energetic.

"Welcome back." George led the winning group to welcome the 50 people in the training camp after seven days.

"Welcome back." Felix stepped forward and said to Mu Chen.

"Thank you."

"Now all of us are here." The staff said.

"No, not yet." George denied, "Anyone hasn't come yet." ”

"And?"

"Hmm." George looked at his watch, "It's almost time. ”

There was another commotion outside the door.

Listening to the footsteps, you can know that the comer is not good, and every step is steady, and neat.

"Anyone else but us?" Henry also deliberately counted the number of people, no more, no less, just 50 people.

"Don't forget, we're number 11-60." Mu Chenfeng's face was serious, and he didn't see a trace of the joy he should have when he returned to the team.

"You mean they're pre-10th campers?"

"It's only them." Cannavaro had the same idea as Mu Chenfeng.

"I've always heard that the players from No. 1 to No. 10 are very strong, and today I can finally see the real person." Far from being nervous, Henry was excited.

The players ranked 1-10 in the training camp are completely different from the level of the next one, and they are the ones who are really close to the profession.

All 10 players were able to lock up the lottery in the NBA Draft ahead of schedule.

"I'm afraid it's not good." Mu Chenfeng vaguely saw the silhouette of the players outside the goal, at least more than two meters, and the shortest one was more than 1.90, a standard "professional figure".

Report Coach, No. 10, Daniel. Tyrone, my position is point guard. "A 193c tall player walked up to Zack. George introduced himself in detail.

"193, point guard?" Hearing this, everyone was stunned.