Lao Fu held the ball above his head with both hands, and then shook it in front of Ran Feng, opening up the offensive space with his arms, and suddenly Lao Fu took a step backwards and at the same time took a step back with his left foot in the central axis, jumped up, and shot!

But it's a shot with one step away from the three-point line!

Ran Feng jumped up and blocked with all his might, but the old man was one meter nine, Ran Feng was only less than one meter eight tall, the height gap was too big, and the old man also used a move to retreat, Ran Feng still tilted his body in the air, trying to block the old man's shot, the moment the ball was shot, Ran Feng's hand "snapped" and hit the old man's arm hard.

Ran Feng in the air didn't care about his beater's foul, but turned his head to look at the basketball that was also spinning in the air, which looked particularly abrupt against the backdrop of the lights.

"Huh!"

It's hollow again!

Everyone present was shocked for a few seconds, and then couldn't help clapping their palms, exclaiming, and applauding.

Five to 0, five three-pointers, the old man on the court won the flashing front!

"As I said, there are still many things you need to do, and now you are not the strongest you."

The old man touched his beaten right hand and turned around to leave.

"Wait!"

Ran Feng, who was standing behind the old man, had a gloomy face.

The old man turned around.

"Don't be in a hurry, I haven't attacked yet, what if you happen to be scored five goals in a row by me." Ran Feng slapped the ball, stared at the old man tightly with his eyes, and said the word "coincidence" very heavily when he said this.

The noisy crowd around them fell silent again.

Ran Feng's strongest point is not on the defensive end, but the extremely fast dribble and the change of direction and breakthrough that is enough to make people twist their ankles.

The corners of the old man's mouth rose again, he likes the spirit of the young people on the court who do not admit defeat, in the old man's view, the ball skills can be sharpened, but the personality and spirit are innate, no one can change it.

"Okay, then we'll decide the winner by one goal!" The old man said, "You attack, I defend, if you attack, you win, if you don't score, then you lose." ”

"One goal to win!"

The onlookers kept chattering, and the old man's tone was too arrogant, just now the two young men who were strong and flexible couldn't guard against Ran Feng, but this old man ......

"Before we begin, I want to remind you," said the old man, "that we will follow the rules of a regular basketball game, so don't use your wrist flips, shoulder rolls, or walks." ”

"No problem." Ran Feng agreed, and said confidently, "Over you, these are not needed, just a simple change of direction is enough." ”

Ran Feng took the ball, stood at the top of the three-point arc, dribbled the ball for a while, the old man was two steps away from Ran Feng, half-hunched, spread his arms, and his feet were flat and steady.

"Old man! It's time to get started, I remind you again! Don't sprain your ankle! ”

"Let's get started." The old man said softly.

Ran Feng bent his waist, continuous crotch, back, and the speed of dribbling with both hands was dazzling, intending to play with the old man, but the old man did not move at all, only guarding his defensive position, and several times Ran Feng deliberately exposed the ball in front of the old man, but the old man did not have the slightest intention of stepping forward to pull the ball.

The essence of streetball is to deceive the center of gravity of the defensive players, so that it can be played, and it is not easy to move like Lao Fu.

Ran Feng didn't have a way, began to choose a substantive breakthrough, an acceleration, and rushed to the right, the old man spread his arms, and his feet slid along Ran Feng's offensive line, the height of the old man was one meter nine to give Ran Feng a great sense of oppression in the breakthrough, Ran Feng dribbled the ball to his left hand behind his back, pretending to break to the left, in fact, he still broke through to the right, who knew that the old man was not shaken at all, nor did he pull the ball, and his body was tightly stuck in the defensive position, which made Ran Feng, who had no confidence in his shooting ability, at a loss.

Ran Feng rushed from the top of the three-point arc to the free throw line, then from the free throw line to the basket, and then from the basket back to the three-point line, Ran Feng had no chance to shoot, the old man's tall body, forked arms like a wall blocked in front of the basket!

Ran Feng dribbled the ball from outside the three-point line, looking for a breakthrough, and he felt that the old man of the defense was no longer focused on the ball he was dribbling left and right in his hand.

The old man understood the doubts in Ran Feng's eyes, as if he was talking to himself, "Young man, let me teach you a trick, when you have a strong defensive breakthrough ability and a lot of feints, don't completely focus on the ball, the shaking of the shoulder is the most important!" ”

In view of Yu Ran Feng's three-point shooting and mid-range ability, and he has no confidence in the weakness, Lao Fu let Ran Feng go nearly two steps away, so that when Ran Feng broke through, Lao Fu had enough reaction time to judge Ran Feng's offensive line.

Hearing the old man's words, Ran Feng seemed to understand something, facing the old man, he used a trick of Iverson to shake Jordan's classic shoulders, from the shoulder, it seemed to break to the right, but it was actually a breakthrough to the left, who knew that this did not deceive the old man, the old man slid close to Ran Feng, did not give him a little space to attack, Ran Feng was forced to take a step back again.

"I didn't fool you!"

"Young man, there are too many people who use this trick, you are not the first, and you will not be the last."

Two breakthroughs in a row didn't score, not even a chance to make a shot, Ran Feng couldn't hold it on his face, he was ruthless in his heart, holding the ball hard, relying on strong explosive power, forcibly breaking through from the right, who knew that the old man with long arms was just interfering but did not block Ran Feng, and at the moment when the two people made physical contact, the old man was bounced away.

Layup, ball in.

The onlookers were jubilant.

"Good shot!"

"Beautiful!"

"Flickering is indeed worthy of its name, the old man's height is estimated to be more than 1.9 meters, and he can still carry it to score ......"

"The old man can also do it, and he has broken through two waves of Ran Feng after defending against it......"

Only Ran Feng understood in his heart that the old man definitely deliberately let go of the ball just now. His own offense did not completely get rid of the old man's defense at all, and he did this just to give himself a step down.

The old man picked up the ball, walked up to Ran Feng, handed him the ball with both hands, and said, "Young man, you have been playing basketball since you were eight years old, and you have been playing for twelve or thirteen years now, so I want to ask you, do you know how many centimeters is the circumference of this basketball in your hand that you touch every day?" How many pieces of skin is it made of? What is the height at which you shoot a basketball and bounce it? ”

Ran Feng looked at the old man blankly.

"Young man, you have a good sense of the ball, but you have to understand that there are many, many players like you, or players who are better than you have a sense of the ball, you are just one of them, you go back to strengthen your three-point shooting and mid-range shooting ability, if you have any of these two abilities today, I will never dare to let you put so much in the heads-up just now, and your breakthrough will be more handy, and at the same time, if you want to play professional basketball, as a point guard, you must have the ability to shoot three-pointers and mid-range."

The old man turned around and walked to the sidelines, saying as he walked: "On October 27, at the Haishi No. 2 Basketball Hall, Fu Ming held an NBA player tryout, and I hope you can participate." ”

The words were left, leaving only Ran Feng, who was dumbfounded, stood in place, the old man walked away, Ran Feng realized that he had met a master, and suddenly asked, "What do you call it." ”

A voice floated from afar, "I'm Fu Ming, the next time I see you, I hope you can wear the Heat's No. 55 jersey." ”

"The Heat's No. 55 jersey?" Ran Feng muttered in his mouth, and the old man's words made him seem to understand.