Wang Meng hesitated, but still chose to shoot three-pointers, the Lakers can shoot too few three-pointers, Wang Meng is undoubtedly a very good choice if he can enhance his three-point shooting ability.

As always, Wang Meng was immediately sucked into the training space after making the selection.

The three-point shooting training is much more normal than the first two types of training he has upgraded, Wang Meng opened his eyes and found that he came to an ordinary basketball court, this basketball court is very strange, the floor within the three-point line is black, very strange, Wang Meng doesn't know what this is for, maybe this is also the way for Wang Meng to divide the three-point line.

At this time, a basketball suddenly fell from the sky, Wang Meng stretched out his hand, just took the basket, he looked at the basket, aiming, shooting, as usual, the feeling of shooting for many years told him that this ball is definitely there.

"Smack!" A crisp sound sounded, and Wang Meng's basketball was flown out with a hat.

"I rub? What's going on? Wang Meng was stunned for a moment, he saw clearly just now, the moment he shot the basket, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the black floor, and gave Wang Meng a big hat.

"Do you still bring this?" Wang Meng picked up the basketball unbelievably and changed places to shoot again.

"Smack!" It's still the same sound, crisp and crisp, without a hint of hesitation.

"How does this allow me to shoot?" Wang Meng was depressed, didn't he say practice three points? This is all risking for yourself, how to practice?

"The training goal, put in 100 three-pointers, otherwise the training won't stop." At this time, the sound of the Emperor's system sounded in the training space, and at the same time, where the basket was originally a timer, a scorer appeared with a zero on it.

"Damn, I don't believe in evil" Wang Meng rolled his eyes and picked up the basketball.

This time he made a lot of preparations, and suddenly threw the basketball out, this time Wang Meng shot very fast, the black shadow was not covered, but the basketball was directly shot with three non-sticks.

"Is this a three-point exercise? It's hard. Wang shook his head and picked up the basketball again.

"Smack." This time he was a little slow again.

"Bang!" It's a little fast.

Basketball does not enter, Wang Meng can only continue to practice, practice to the end Wang Meng does not know how many balls he thrown, but in his memory it seems that he has never entered one, but due to the setting of not consuming physical strength in the training space, Wang Meng is not tired at all, he can only mechanically repeat the shooting process over and over again.

"Huh." When he was already a little numb, suddenly a crisp sound of the net made him sober up.

"What's the situation?" Wang Meng looked towards the basket and found that there was a basketball bouncing on the ground under the basket.

"Thrown?" Wang Meng opened his mouth wide, somewhat incredible, this is not nothing, and there is the defense of that damn black shadow, Wang Meng doesn't even have a chance, but he did score this goal.

Wang Meng thought carefully about his shooting action just now, and he suddenly found that when he shot the ball just now, he seemed to subconsciously lean back.

"Lean?!" Wang Meng's eyes lit up instantly, "Yes, how can that girl cover me if you lean back?" ”

As soon as he thought of it, Wang Meng immediately picked up the basketball, jumped back and then shot.

"Smack." Wang Meng's fiery heart immediately cooled.

"What kind of broken training is this!" Wang Meng slammed the basketball to the ground, "This is simply playing tricks!" "Look up at the scorer above the basket, which shows a big one.

Wang Meng's mind suddenly appeared of all kinds of encounters when he was in China, the shouts of the whole audience when he played in New Orleans, and the face of the rich second generation.

"You'll always be a piece of trash!"

"If I can't even do this kind of broken training, how can I mix in the NBA?" Wang Meng gritted his teeth and picked up the basketball he had just dropped on the ground. "Since you still lean back, I'll lean back further!"

Wang Meng took the ball, jumped violently on the left three-point line, his body flew high, he did not shoot after jumping, but continued to float out, he drifted farther and farther, and gradually floated out of the sideline, half of his body was out of bounds.

"Cover me again?!!" Wang Meng roared wildly and pulled the basketball out of his hand.

"Bang!" The basketball slammed into the frame, but the black shadow didn't even come out.

Wang Meng lost his balance and fell to the ground because he flew too far, but he didn't care at all, and immediately jumped up and laughed happily.

"I understand, this training is not to train the ability to shoot three-pointers, but to practice the skill of shooting three-pointers, there are countless ways to dodge the black shadow, I don't know more, at least Lei Allen's hand speed is absolutely impossible for the black shadow to cover, and now I have also found my own three-point skills, super far back!" Wang Meng picked up the basketball with confidence, and jumped in the place just now, just like just now, he waited until most of his body was out of the sideline before making a shot.

"Bang!" The basketball still didn't go in, but Wang Meng didn't care, of course the shooting rate would not be too high, but at least Wang Meng had found a way to deal with the black shadow, instead of blindly throwing indiscriminately.

Sure enough, after Wang Meng's third ultra-long back-to-back shot, the basketball finally scored.

"Huh!" Wang Meng jumped up excitedly, although he fell to the ground three times in a row, but Wang Meng didn't feel any pain at all, all he could feel was the joy of success.

The solution has been found, and the next task is to keep repeating this action, Wang Meng used this move differently in five positions, and the number of basketball throws into it is also increasing.

Finally, when Wang Meng threw the last ball at the top of the three-point line, the surrounding scene suddenly shattered like glass.

"Success?" Wang Meng immediately collapsed to the ground.

Wang Meng's ultra-long backward jump shot is only one-fifth, which means that he must shoot five to hit one, sometimes more than five, and every time he shoots, Wang Meng has to fall to the ground, this is not a joke, although there is no physical exertion, but the training space has not eliminated the pain, which can be reflected in physical training.

Wang Meng lay on the bed, gasping for breath, although he was not tired.

Although it was made like this, Wang Meng did not regret it, there is no free lunch in this world, even if he has opened it, but if he wants to rise in the NBA, a league with many talents, he must pay the pain that others can't bear, Wang Meng has long been prepared.

Lying on the bed, Wang Meng suddenly laughed, his laughter was so excited.

"Hehe, super long-range step-back jumper"