Chapter 292: KD who vomits blood

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"Who are you?" Lin Hao said as a matter of course.

Durant almost bit his tongue, and the host was like seeing a fool.

"I'll go, this dirt bun, I don't even know Durant, and I want to challenge him."

"I don't know how thick the earth buns are."

"Haha, you're here to be funny."

Many viewers understood this simple dialogue and laughed.

If it was a year ago, Lin Hao might still remember what Durant looked like.

But Lin Hao hasn't watched an NBA game this year, not even the finals.

Lin Hao has only been playing for less than three years, and his daily training takes up absolute time.

In addition, Lin Hao watched the game to learn tactics and the coaches' coping strategies, and there was no special attention to the stars, so it was normal that he couldn't remember Durant.

"Are you famous? Why didn't I see you in the video? Lin Hao asked with a puzzled face.

Durant almost vomited blood when he heard Lin Hao: although he is not the most famous star in the league, he can definitely be ranked in the top ten, no, the top five.

Seeing Lin Hao's expression that didn't look like he was pretending at all, Durant was a little skeptical that the crazy fans just now were fake fans.

Another very important reason is that the videos Lin Hao watched were all superstars such as Iverson and Jordan, and there was a subconscious, that is, the real stars in the videos were the real stars.

"Alright, it looks like you're just a second-rate star." Lin Hao interrupted Durant, who was about to speak.

"I'm a second-rate player?" Durant wanted to vomit blood at this time.

"I was drafted with the second overall pick that year, I was named Rookie of the Year the next year, and I went on to win the scoring title four times

In 14 years, he won the regular season MVP, and he actually said that I am a second-rate star? "Durant literally exploded on the spot.

The host looked at Durant, who was close to collapse, and couldn't help but feel worried about Lin Hao.

At this time on the side of the court

"Look, it looks like there's a Chinese player playing against KD." Dean pointed to the pitch and gloated.

"Oh?" Bob looked along.

"This?" Bob was stunned and looked at Lin Hao seriously.

"Is he?" Bob stared at Lin Hao's face as wide as he could, eager to stick to Lin Hao's face and see Lin Hao clearly.

"Yes, that's right, it's him." Bob shouted excitedly.

"Is that the kid?" Deen also said in surprise.

"Looks like he's going to be blown up by KD." Deen gloated.

Bob didn't speak, holding his chin, and carefully looked at Lin Hao a year later.

"Did you bring a camera?" Bob asked.

"Of course."

"Record it all."

Lin Hao looked at Durant, who had a pork liver face, and felt a little embarrassed, after all, he was about to bully this international friend.

"How do you want to compete?" Durant gritted his teeth and angrily spat out a few words.

"Solo, regular competition, whatever you choose." Lin Hao said casually.

"I'll go, I heard you right, this dirt bun is going to be with Durant SOLO?"

"Haha, I don't know how thick the sky is."

"I've seen stupid people, but I've never seen such stupid people."

"I'm betting he won't score a single goal."

"I bet he won't even touch the basket."

"Then it's the simplest solo." Lin Hao looked at Durant, who had not yet made a decision, and said.

"Are you sure you want to wear these shoes and me solo? I've got the best sneakers here. Durant looked down at Lin Hao's torn pull-back shoes.

"Hey, this is our well-known brand, which has accompanied thousands of people through their youth and has been recognized by us throughout China."

"Have you sold 10 million pairs of sneakers?" Lin Hao raised his eyebrows and said defiantly.

"Forget it, you don't understand, wearing these shoes is respecting you, and I am reluctant to wear them." Lin Hao said with a disgusted expression.

"Is wearing these shoes out of respect for me?" Durant said in confusion.

The host almost didn't throw the microphone on Lin Hao's face when he heard it.

"Come, with a round of applause, welcome our bold challenger." The host also knows how to mobilize the atmosphere.

"Come, you're a guest, you serve first." Lin Hao said as a matter of course.

"I'm a guest? Isn't this my exhibition match? Durant said curiously.

"Get ready, don't wait to be beaten into a sieve, but don't cry." Durant sneered as he held the ball.

"Please be prepared with excuses to lose." Lin Hao also said without humility.

"Sister, big brother, can he do it?" Xiaohuzi asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, the other party can't stop the big brother." Sister Ru smiled faintly and touched Xiaohuzi's head.

Durant controlled the ball from the outside and casually glanced at the opponent in front of him.

Suddenly there was a change of direction, and he wanted to pass Lin Hao directly.

But Lin Hao stood in place with a ruthless face, his right hand stretched out like lightning, and landed accurately on the position where the basketball changed direction and hit the ground.

"This?!"

"My day."

"Holy."

"What happened?"

"It's intentional, isn't it?"

"What's going on?"

ā€œf~u~c~kļ¼ā€ Dern stared at the scene in front of him in dumbfounded.

"Unbelievable." Bob looked at the field in shock.

"It's said that big brother can do it, right?" Sister Ru said with a smile.

"Hmm." Xiaohuzi nodded happily.

Durant looked at the basketball in surprise, and was caught by Lin Hao with one hand.

Yes, he was caught like that, the moment Durant changed direction, he was caught.

Even Durant, who often plays against the world's top players, has never encountered such a terrifying steal.

Totally unreasonable, totally crushing steals.

But what shocked everyone even more was that Lin Hao actually threw the ball to Durant and motioned for him to do it again.

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence." One viewer said disbelievingly.

"Yes, yes, it must be a blind cat running into a dead mouse."

But these fans are all deceiving themselves, even if they run into a dead mouse, such a big dead mouse, can an ordinary cat pick it up?

Durant also knew that he had met a real master this time, and looked at Lin Hao seriously.

"Slender limbs, huge palms, strong muscles, is this guy still a yellow race?" Durant said in shock in his heart.

"But that's not enough, let's give you a glimpse of what the NBA's top stars are." Durant also showed 100% strength at this time.

Durant also began to dribble seriously, reading Lin Hao's defense.

"Well, that's kind of interesting." Lin Hao also concentrated at this time.

Although Lin Hao looked calm and casual, he kept teasing Durant.

But when he was outside just now, he saw those crazy fans, and Lin Hao guessed that the other party was definitely not a simple star.

Moreover, Lin Hao had never encountered such a strong opponent, and Lin Hao's heart was already restless.

"I don't know how far I am from the top players." Lin Hao is very eager for this showdown.