Friends who have played wild ball must know that in the amateur game of three against three at halftime, they are most afraid of two kinds of people.

One is the tall and strong, standing on the inner line like Mount Tai pressing the top, and refusing to move half a step when his feet enter the paint area.

The other is a shot that is extremely fast, has a super high crosshair, can shoot in any position, and definitely maintains a fiery outside shot.

When you meet these two kinds of people, either you work hard, tired and half dead, and in the end you are beaten to the end, or you are sent off the field by a few easy shots without sweating and trotting a few steps.

That's the winning rule on the field, either you're tall enough or you're accurate enough.

Other tricks are useless.

Roy had actually thought about this question as well.

Why lose?

Even if there is no invincible Leng Yihan, as long as they hand over the ball to that Da Wei every time, the team will also lose.

At present, the most fatal weakness of the team is height, 175 cm Cheng Zixuan, 170 cm Lao Yang, will become the target of the opponent's attack when it comes to the official game.

So, as the tallest man in the team, I had to be the pillar of the inside.

That's right, I need to improve my offensive and defensive ability on the inside.

"Wonderful, wonderful, your ball quotient is really good."

My brother, someone is talking in the empty room.

As if they had met for the first time, the ball god stepped out of the corner of the room.

"Your analysis is correct." The ball god continued, "As a special game of amateur basketball, three-on-three has extremely high requirements for height and crosshairs, and getting an excellent interior player can basically make or break the game. ”

"How do you become a good interior player?" Roy pushed the boat down the river and asked, knowing that the ball god would definitely have an answer.

"To put it simply, as long as you are proficient in scoring under the basket, rebounding and blocking, you are a good interior player."

As long as you are proficient in three abilities? It sounds simple, but now I don't have a lot of attribute points left.

"Two weeks, is it enough for me to become a good interior player?"

"Hahaha, in two weeks, if you work hard, you can become a little star in the amateur basketball world." The words of the god of the ball are always so seductive.

"Really?"

"Absolutely."

"Then let's start practicing."

"Old rule, you go find a basketball."

Training camp, Roy is back in training camp.

Unlike before, this time it wasn't Michael? Jordan, in his place was a bald old man with a huge height.

Karim? Abdul-Jabbar, formerly known as Ferdinand Jr.? Lewis? Acindor, born on April 16, 1947 in New York, USA, is a well-known "Sky Hook" in the NBA, ranking first in the NBA's all-time scoring list.

He was the first player in the NBA Draft in 1969 to play a full 20 seasons, making 28,307 shots and 15,837 of the 57,446 minutes he played, scoring a NBA-high 38,387 points (24.6 points per game), while also contributing 17,440 rebounds (11.2 per game), 3,189 blocks (third in the NBA), and a horrific 55.90% (8th in the NBA).

Abdul-Jabbar's life is a legend, and he is recognized as the strongest interior player in the NBA, even higher than Chamberlain, Russell, and O'Neal.

In addition to a terrifying 38,387 points total, he also set an astonishing record of 787 consecutive double-digit scoring games, won 6 championships, 6 regular season MVPs, 2 Finals MVPs, 19 All-Star selections, 2-time scoring champions, Rookie of the Year, 8 playoff records and 7 All-Star Game records.

The bald old man in front of him is the 70-year-old Karim? Abdul-Jabbar.

If memory serves, Wang Jie must have mentioned him as well, but without Michael? Jordan so often.

After listening to the introduction of the ball god, Roy blinked his eyes and was stunned.

"Ball god, are you going to let this old man, oh no, you're going to have Mr. Abdul-Jabbar teach me how to play basketball?"

Roy's confusion is not without reason, even if Abdul-Jabbar was invincible in the world when he was young, now that he is old, what can he teach?

If this big man is injured, he can't afford to pay for it.

"Don't underestimate the old man, people were still coaching NBA players a few years ago, and it must be more than enough to teach you."

"But haven't I run out of training camps this month?"

"Did I say that? The quota you used up is only for Jordan's training camp, and several other mentors can still continue to train you, but Chamberlain has long been hung up, and Ross is still in a coma, and the only thing you can ask for advice now is the 'Tiangou' god. ”

So that's the case, Roy kind of understood.

Every successor of the Ball God can become a mentor, so if I become famous in the future, I can also educate future generations? It's a pity, why didn't the ball god recruit a few more disciples......

"Why are you still stunned, hurry up and say hello to God Abdul-Jabbar."

The ball god woke up Roy, who was still in his fantasy.

He greeted Abdul-Jabbar and bowed modestly, "Hello Abdul-Jabbar." ”

"You're welcome." Abdul-Jabbar said with a blank face, "What trick do you want to learn from me?" I can guide you through three techniques. ”

What？ Why are there only three? Isn't Jordan able to teach pentathlon, and how can Abdul-Jabbar only teach three? He's really a door-slamming old man......

Roy couldn't stop complaining, but he still kept a smile on his face.

"Lord Abdul-Jabbar, can you tell me about the difficulty of each training?" This time Roy learned smartly, first inquire about the difficulty, and then see how to choose.

"All of my training here is the same difficulty, and I hate lazy people the most." After saying this, Abdul-Jabbar's face suddenly became serious.

Of course, Roy didn't know that Abdul-Jabbar was a very strict person, and he was invited by his old club, the Los Angeles Lakers, to train the team's center Andrew? Bynum.

The old man was full of enthusiasm and wanted to teach him his lifelong learning, but he didn't expect that this fat man Bynum was really a mess of mud that couldn't support the wall, and he was lazy everywhere with his own cleverness, and finally made the two break up unhappily.

Since then, Abdul-Jabbar has vowed not to recruit any more apprentices, preferring that his "Tiangou" will be lost rather than take the risk of teaching a half-hung apprentice.

This time, he was willing to help, firstly, because he was invited by the football god, and secondly, he also wanted to see what kind of qualifications the new generation of football king candidates had.

Therefore, Abdul-Jabbar is called special training, but in fact he refuses to teach too many skills.

Since there are only three items, there is no need to think too much about it.

According to what the ball god said, the inside rules of the wild ball world: scoring, rebounding, and blocking.

"Are you sure you want to learn to shoot from close range on the spot, defend rebounds and block from close range?" Abdul-Jabbar confirmed again.

"Can you add one more?" Roy's tentative plea.

"I can't."

Jabbar's response was unmistakable.

Well, it is said that Abdul-Jabbar lacks leadership temperament, is not good at communicating with people, and has no human touch......