When Yang Mo stuck on his back, Yang Mo immediately defended hard, but Michael Jordan still found a chance to shoot through the transformation of his body very easily in this situation, and sent the basketball into the net with a standard backward tilt. Although Yang Mo pounced on the defense, he was still half a beat slower. It feels as if although the defender is himself, but the initiative is all in Michael's hands, and he can only keep following to make corresponding defensive moves, and finally he gets himself into the pit, and then watches Jordan send the ball into the Nets.

At this moment, Yang Mo finally understood that those superstars of the same era as Michael Jordan could not get championship rings, and finally understood why Michael Jordan could still average more than 20 points per game in his forties. He did play on perverted physical gifts in the early stages of his career, but later in his career, this inexplicable back-to-back single was still invincible and impossible to defend.

"Do you understand now?" Michael Jordan asked Yang Mo, who was a little stunned.

Yang Mo nodded thoughtfully, but still said, "Can you give me another drill?" ”

"Of course, I will be your personal trainer for this hour." Michael Jordan nodded, took the ball and came again, although his three goals were all backward jumpers, and even the angles were the same, but Yang Mo failed to defend once, even if he almost used all his strength. Because... He couldn't figure out Michael's rhythm at all and it was difficult to get close to him, of course, this had something to do with Yang Mo not using all his strength, he was afraid that if he hurt Michael Jordan, he didn't want to break Jordan's ribs in training like Artest.

After watching it three times, Yang Mo finally understood, and immediately took the ball and relied on Michael Jordan's practice.

It quickly got into the groove, but it was still a little jerky and incoherent, and the last shot was guessed by Michael and ruined the shot.

"Very good, very well understood, much better than my two sons. Jeff has been studying for half a year and hasn't learned as fast as you have in five minutes! Michael Jordan made no secret of his admiration for Yang Mo. If this were for the Bobcats players to hear, they would have to cry in anger, and Michael never praised them.

Yang Mo smiled a little innocently, took the ball and continued to practice.

Michael Jordan sparred three balls, and although he captured Yang Mo's intentions every time, he could feel that Yang Mo was becoming more and more comfortable. So he beckoned to Dorrell Wright, who was sitting on the sidelines resting, and said, "You, come here, accompany Yang to train." ”

Wright saw Michael Jordan calling for him, and immediately ran up, although he came to be a coolie defender, but he was still very happy to be favored by the basketball god.

"Yang, you come and fight him alone, but don't use too much force. You have to use tricks to trick him and throw him into the basketball. Michael Jordan stood aside and spoke.

Hearing this, Yang Mo nodded and leaned against Wright, who was half a head taller than herself, slowly pushed in, pushed twice and stopped, first shrugging her shoulders and swaying her psychedelic opponent, while the torso power was slowly transferred under the movement of her hips, and when Wright was confused, she suddenly stepped out with her left foot. Wright was immediately deceived and moved the center of gravity of the defense to the left, but at this time, Yang Mo's ass pouted slightly, and he spun over sharply, and shot cleanly...... Boom!

Basketball plays iron, not because Yang Mo's skills are not in place, but because Yang Mo's mid-range shooting ability is too poor.

Although Yang Mo's three-point ability is very good, his mid-range shooting is not particularly reliable. Because three-point shooting and mid-range shooting are two different concepts, whether it is the control of the arc, the amplitude of the wrist pressure and the swing of power, they are very different.

Michael Jordan looked at the side and nodded slightly, and said, "Go on, although this guy's defense is a little worse, but you can do it after learning for ten minutes, which is very good." But you have to remember to bend your knees a little bit more and tilt your hips more upside up to create space, you know? ”

"Understood." Yang Mo nodded.

Continuing to practice with Wright, he still easily deceived Wright, but the last shot still missed.

Michael Jordan also gave guidance on Yang Mo's technical movements. In this case, Yang Mo's progress speed is far better than Michael Jordan's sparring, after all, Jordan, as a bystander, can clearly see where Yang Mo is flawed.

I practiced like this for more than an hour, and at the end of the practice, Wright collapsed directly. He failed to prevent Yang Mo every time, and the more he went to the back, the more helpless he became. Sometimes Yang Mo has already turned right to shoot, and his eyes are still looking to the left.

Every time he defended, he felt that Yang Mo gave him a multiple-choice question, and there was only one correct answer, but there were a hundred options. Damn, one out of a hundred, who can choose?

By the end of Michael Jordan's announcement that the training session was over, Wright, who had collapsed, collapsed directly to the ground. His body is not tired, but his head is so tired, as if he has just taken ten SAT exams, which is a huge challenge for his brain capacity.

Wright collapsed and collapsed on the ground, but Michael Jordan pulled Yang Mo aside and said, "Your current movements are very standard and consistent. But you also know that your defenders were so bad just now, and it won't be so easy for you to meet good defenders. So you still have to practice hard. Practice more mellow and free, and every step out must have a natural feeling, no abruptness, no sense of stagnation. Got it? ”

"Understood!" Yang Mo nodded, Michael Jordan's words translated into Chinese are: no tricks to win. Of course, this realm Jordan reached many years ago, but Yang Mo's current realm is only able to accurately and coherently express those classic movements, and there is still a long way to go from swaying freely, after all, no matter how talented he is, it is impossible for him to reach the realm that others have practiced for more than ten years in less than an hour.

"Tonight, you're going to have to play more singles, understand?" Michael Jordan whispered again. For a natural victory maniac like Michael Jordan, he doesn't want to lose anything, even if it's peeing, he wants to pee further than others.

"Well, I'll try." Yang Mo smiled awkwardly, he can't cheat, right, although how to score is up to his subjective will.

"Hmm." Michael Jordan nodded and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to play in Charlotte?" I've got a lot of tricks. ”

Michael Jordan's temptation is particularly big for Yang Mo, what he urgently needs to improve now is his skills, after all, the body only needs enough virgins, and technology is the key point to determine how high he can stand.

However, now Yang Mo, as a Heat player, is really difficult to answer him, so he can only smile and say: "I appreciate your kindness, but I am still under contract, and my task is to fulfill my contract well." If my contract ends, I will seriously consider your proposal. ”

"Well, I'll wait for you." Michael Jordan patted Yang Mo on the shoulder vigorously and said, "Charlotte's door is always open for you." ”

"Thank you." Yang Mo smiled slightly.

At this time, Reggie Miller, who had been looking at his watch, came over and said, "Okay, the hour is up, Michael, you can't say anything to Yang anymore." If you say anything more, it's cheating! ”

"I'll just say it." Michael Jordan didn't believe in evil, turned his head and deliberately asked loudly: "Yang, is it okay for me to give you this championship ring?" ”

Michael Jordan mentioned the championship ring again, and Reggie Miller was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, wasn't this intentional?

That's right, Michael has the heart in mind.