Back at UCLA, Zhang Yi and the three gave WACKER the trophy of the Black Mamba basketball tournament that had been broken into tatters, but they still endured the latter's angry reprimand.

With only three weeks left before the start of school, Zhang Yi's physical indicators still did not meet WACKER's requirements.

The most important potential has not been developed, and although it was shown against Sean, Zhang Yi has not been able to grasp it freely.

Wacker was also in a hurry, not just because the game was approaching, but because he wanted Zhang Yi to play quickly.

Before coming to Los Angeles, he patted his chest and promised Wang Long that as long as he was one semester, he would take Zhang Yi to dominate the NCAA and then participate in the draft.

Now, Zhang Yi is not worthy, and he doesn't even have a rating.

An obscure foreign freshman, even if he plays well and leads the team into Crazy March, even the Sweet Top 16 can't attract any audience.

Actually, this is completely his own concern, because Zhang Yi now has his own traffic, and it is not as good as those five-star high school students.

Zhang Yi and the three of them trained hard and made up for the amount of training they had pulled down in one day.

And consciously stayed in the hall, except for eating, the three of them did not leave the training room at a step, and practiced until the early hours of the morning.

When Zhang Yi returned to the dormitory and was about to sleep, he suddenly received a flying message from an unknown communicator.

"Zhang Yi? The south gate of the school is waiting for you. ”

"Monica?!" Zhang Yi's originally tired body immediately became energetic, because this voice was undoubtedly that of the goddess Monica.

Turning over, Zhang Yi was wearing a hooded sweatshirt, thinking to himself, it didn't look like he was going to play at such a late hour.

Jogging to the South Gate, Monica's car was parked across the street.

With a double flash, the woman in the car motioned for Zhang Yi to come up, just like before, Zhang Yi found that Monica was still in a state of cross-dressing.

"What's wrong, Professor Monica?" Zhang Yi asked with a smile.

But Monica's expression was serious, "Am I underestimating you?" ”

Zhang Yi was stunned, he didn't know what she was talking about at all.

"I've always wondered what you're doing with a sports student stealing a foreign professor's office key...... It's up to you to expose to the media! ”

Monica's tone was calm, but it was unpleasant to hear.

Zhang Yi reacted suddenly, "If this matter has something to do with me." ”

Monica suddenly took off her big sunglasses, her beautiful eyes looked directly at Zhang Yi, and the resentment emanating from the beautiful eyes made him breathless.

"Gordon died half an hour ago!"

"I don't know if it was suicide or something, but now I'm an accomplice to help you steal the key......"

Her words made Zhang Yi wake up like being doused with a basin of cold water.

The atmosphere in the car instantly dropped to freezing.

"Do you know what the research Gordon conducted?" Zhang Yi said coldly.

Monica's mood was very unstable, "Of course I know, but there is no right or wrong in research, no matter what he does, you won't die if you don't expose Gordon!" ”

Zhang Yi sighed, Monica's words were not wrong.

"But there are still a lot of things you don't know..."Zhang Yi continued, "Do you know why Gordon wanted to steal Brandt's project? ”

"Of course, it's for profit, and the researchers are not all saints."

Zhang Yi sneered, "You're only half right, it's just that they're not all doing it for their own interests!" ”

Monica looked at the teenager suspiciously.

"Ever heard the name Akeria?"

Monica's eyes lit up suddenly, "You mean Gordon was instructed by the gangsters?" ”

Zhang Yi nodded, "Smart." ”

"Gordon may have committed suicide under pressure, but it was the gangster conflict that really killed him."

With that, Monica put on her sunglasses again.

"You've only been in Los Angeles for a month, why do you know so much?"

"A friend helped me get to know the dark side of Los Angeles, otherwise why do you think I'd help her steal the keys..."

"She? Girlfriend? Monica's tone was slightly teasing.

Zhang Yi smiled awkwardly, "Of course not." ”

"By the way, what would you do if I didn't know the truth behind it?"

Monica shook her head, didn't speak, and unlocked the car.

"Haven't there been any games in exoskeleton basketball lately?" Zhang Yi asked.

Monica was silent for a moment, "Maybe it's because of the gangster conflict in your mouth, the factory hasn't been open for days." ”

Zhang Yi consciously got out of the car and said goodnight to her.

Looking at Monica's taillights, Zhang Yi kicked the pebbles at his feet, and then walked towards the dormitory depressedly.

The next day's training was as usual, until a man stood in front of Zhang Yi and the others.

"Esgalli! Why are you here! ”

Robert roared.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Yi's mouth, "It seems that you heard my declaration." ”

Facing the two brothers, Esgario was expressionless, but walked in front of Wacker.

"You're the boss here?"

"Boss?" WACKER burst out laughing, "Yes! I'm the boss here! ”

"Here's my admissions profile, and the NCAA qualifications!"

Esgallo pulled out his phone and projected a stack of documents, which Wacker looked at carefully and found no problems.

"I'm going to play here from now on!"

Esgalli's words exploded like a bomb in the ears of Zhang Yi and the others!

"If you can't beat it, join in?" Vali muttered.

"You all know each other?" Wacker looked at the four of them.

They all nodded, "The opponent in the Black Mamba basketball game." ”

Wacker looked at the emaciated boy with interest, "It's easy to join, Wali to test his level?" ”

"This—" Vali hesitated.

"Then Robert, you go," Wacker said impatiently.

Robert immediately shook his head, "Coach, his strength is far above me. ”

Wacker's anger came up, "Wow! Zhang Yi, you come! ”

"Got it!" Zhang Yi moved his muscles, grabbed a basketball, and waved his hand at Esgallo, "One-on-one!" ”

Escario took off his coat and walked up to Zhang Yi with a blank face.

Everyone else stopped what they were doing and watched the two men's match.

Vali also ran into the field to act as a referee.

"Game on!" Vali announced.

As soon as his words fell, Zhang Yi took a big stride and dribbled quickly, this time there were no fancy feints, and it was all about habitual movements to pull Esgalli's energy.

Esgar was slightly unmoved, defending well and not out of position.

After two or three seconds, Zhang Yi suddenly strode sideways to the right, and Esgalli's footsteps also stretched out.

The basketball was beaten in Zhang Yi's hand, and the steps were suddenly retracted.

Left? Scalio's eyes followed Zhang Yi's movements, and his body quickly adjusted.

No, it's still the right side! He suddenly noticed that his opponent's right foot was not raised.

Between the lightning and flint, Zhang Yi withdrew his left leg, accelerated and then broke through the right side, and the basketball passed through Esgallo's hand at this moment.

"It's over!" The audience shouted excitedly.

"It's still early!" Robert said coldly.

Sure enough, Escarlet caught up with Zhang Yi, who started ahead of schedule, with one step of his own.

The speed of terror surprised Wacker.

I saw that Esgallo's big hand waved and intercepted the path of the basketball in the next second.

Zhang Yi's gaze froze, his right foot stopped suddenly, the basketball seemed to be sucked back by him, and outside the free throw line, he jumped up suddenly, and came to shoot arrows on horseback!

Scalio immediately sealed Zhang Yi's eyes, but even so, the basketball still hit!

"Good shot!" Everyone else let out a burst of exclamation.

But Wacker, who knows more about balls, has a solemn face, "Zhang Yi has been forced to such a point, where did this guy come from." ”

WACKER scratched his hair, "That's it! Your name is Iscariot? ”

The boy nodded, but his eyes were clearly warn, and it seemed to him that the game was not over yet.

"The fighting spirit will be used later... I'll announce your rank first..."

Everyone looked at WACKER.

Isgalli, T0!

UCLA, in the future, the terrifying gods and demons are officially formed!