Theoretically, Roy still has a chance to make amends, maybe it's the 66 attribute points he still has in his hand, maybe it's the "practice" of the ball god.

Practice, how to practice? Is that enough time?

According to the ball god's request, first Roy had to find a basketball, or at least a ball.

Balls, where are the balls at home? Roy was at a loss.

Do you have spherical things at home? Watermelon? Orange? Velvet balls?

Roy roy roams around the house like a headless fly, in the bedroom, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, under the bed, under the table, and by the toilet.

In the end, he really found a ball, and he found a real basketball.

A basketball full of autographs, this is the commemorative ball that my mother won the national championship on behalf of the Shanghai team that year, and it is covered with the autographs of my mother's teammates at that time.

This basketball is precious, and the meaning to my mother is even more extraordinary.

Roy looked at the basketball and swallowed.

It lay quietly in the cupboard next to its mother's bed.

It turned out that my mother repeatedly ordered that no one in the family should touch this bedside table, for such a basketball?

What now? It should be fine to use it a little, right?

Roy carefully took out the valuable basketball.

It's still full of gas, and it seems that my mother usually takes care of it.

"Look, is this okay?" Roy asked in a whisper, the time had passed by 17:00.

"No problem, let's start training camp now."

Bootcamp?

As soon as the ball myth fell, the scene suddenly changed.

Transformed from Roy's cramped room to a spacious indoor basketball court in an instant.

The stars have changed, and there is also a tall black man next to the ball god, a familiar big bald head with a shiny shine, a familiar fighting spirited eyes, a familiar tall and proud big nose, and even a familiar big mouth that loves to stick out his tongue.

The face was so familiar, Roy was sure he had seen him somewhere.

"Roy, let me introduce you, this is your training camp mentor, Michael Jordan."

Michael jordan! Roy shook all over.

Even a basketball layman like Roy can't afford not to know the name.

It's really Michael Jordan, the 44-year-old uncle football god Michael Jordan.

"Hello, welcome to my bootcamp." Jordan, who was in good shape, enthusiastically stretched out his right hand.

"You...... Hello. Roy couldn't put into words how he felt.

In fact, from the moment the ball god met, his life was no longer ordinary, he had experienced those bizarre things, and in the face of the scene in front of him, he was not as nervous and scared as before.

"What trick do you want to learn from me? I can guide you through five techniques. ”

The question "I ......" stopped Roy, after all, he still doesn't know anything about basketball, what should he learn? You ask him, who does he go to ask?

Ask the ball god.

The eyes for help came as scheduled.

In exchange for the ball's signature smile.

"Michael Jordan's strongest abilities are dunks, layups, step-back jumpers, steals, ball-handling ......"

"Then I'll learn these five." Roy didn't wait for the ball god to finish his introduction, and answered first.

Time is running out, and if my mother comes back and finds out that she has moved her cabinet and taken her favorite basketball, then things will be a big problem.

"Are you sure?" Jordan laughed too.

"Sure." With a sense of trepidation, Roy made up his mind.

"The five you chose are all techniques with difficulty A or above, and if you fail ten times in a row, you won't get any attribute points."

Jordan was laughing at Roy's innocence, he still remembered the scene when he instructed Rose, the same naïve and ignorant, the same newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but Rose's self-confidence is based on genuine strength.

And this Asian kid named Roy, where does his confidence come from? 15 comprehensive abilities? How could the god of the ball choose him as the successor of the next football king?

Thinking of this, Jordan's mouth opened even more.

Of course, Roy didn't expect this kind of rule, he originally thought that he could receive the prize by taking the task and drawing the scoop like an RPG game, but he didn't expect that there was a choice of difficulty.

But now that I have chosen these five trainings, I have to bite the bullet.

"Okay, for the sake of your poor foundation, I'll lower the difficulty a little, as long as you can pass the difficulty seven, I will count you as completing the training." Joe's arrogance was well known to the whole world, and he clapped his hands and said, "Then let's practice my worst ball control first." ”

Jordan said just do it, no more nonsense, he picked up the basketball and did two dashing front dribbles, and the training began.

Roy didn't know what to do, and he also imitated dribbling twice.

Dribble? Roy suddenly realized that he could dribble.

In order to confirm this, he slapped the basketball a few more times, and sure enough, he had a good eye.

You know, Roy has hardly touched basketball since he played with leather ball in elementary school, and even the physical education class deliberately chose table tennis, which is relatively small.

It seems that the 14 points of possession worked.

What an amazing system.

Speaking of the system, it responds right away.

"Congratulations on completing the first difficulty of the Michael Jordan Training Camp ball control training, and the system will reward you with 10 attribute points."

It turned out to be only the first difficulty, but with the first experience of training, Roy's confidence quickly built.

"Then let's make it a little more difficult." The Joe gang leader started to get serious.

The ball he was carrying suddenly alternated under the crotch, and then again and again, this time with the crotch dribbling.

Awesome, Jordan's chic dribbling made Roy sigh in his heart, basketball can still be dribbling like this.

However, this difficulty was also difficult for Roy, and he quickly reaped the system's 20 stat points.

In this way, under the guidance of Jordan, Roy successfully completed the training of dribbling behind the back, turning on the dribble, and accelerating the dribble.

The system generously gave away a total of 160 rewards.

Immediately entering is Difficulty Six.

"Now you try to dribble past me." Jordan gestured, "Just use the dribbling methods I taught you just now." ”

"Ever you?" Roy blinked, puzzled.

"You don't know what it means to be a person?" Gang Leader Qiao looked at the ball god with a little helplessness, "It seems that you have chosen a good disciple this time." ”

"Passing people, that is, you dribble through me, as long as you can pass me, even if you are qualified, I won't move at this difficulty, it's very simple for you."

Motionless? Then just walk over with the ball.

Although a little confused, Roy still had the courage to dribble close to Jordan.

The legendary Joe gang leader really didn't move, and Roy completed the level six exam with ease and pleasure.

Gain another 100 points, and now there will be 356 attribute points, and Roy is overjoyed.

Victory is at hand.

The final training session, Level 7, began and this time Jordan was able to move, but he chose not to use his hands, but only his body and feet to defend.

A small change stumped Roy.

Jordan was so fast and strong, even though he was 44 years old, even if he didn't use his hands, his body was like a wall blocking his way.

After two failed attempts in a row, Roy fell into deep thought.

There must be skill in excelling.

Why did Jordan teach me dribbling techniques in front of the body, under the crotch, behind the back, turning, and accelerating?

If it is an RPG game, Jordan is undoubtedly the final boss.

How should boss battles be fought?

Attack the weak points of the boss.

That's right, although Jordan is a basketball god, he also has a fatal weakness now, he can't use his hands!