Minnesota, in the Timberwolves Target Center arena.

The lively training is long gone, and the scenes that often see the big men sweating like rain have disappeared. Everyone gathered around the basketball half-court, like watching a singing play, and cheered one after another. Some stroked their palms and laughed, some made strange strange screams, and some put their fingers in circles and put them in their mouths, making a piercing whistling sound.

"Come on, Deandré, I'm putting all the money on you for dinner today!" As a model of honest man, Billups, in the face of such a fierce gamble, could not maintain his usual calm and demeanor, regardless of the image of the big brother there hoarse and exhausted, no different from an ordinary gambler.

And little Jordan, one of the parties involved, showed a wry smile, he also wanted to refuel, but the problem was that there was no gas to refuel.

"Have you bought it all, let's start it!" Zheng Ke grabbed the basketball with one hand and asked the unscrupulous gamblers around him, he was very much in favor of such an entertainment activity.

"Alright, buy it and leave!"

Lefu skillfully wrote down the amount of money each person had bet, then closed his small notebook and made an "OK" gesture, signaling Zheng Ke to start the game quickly.

"Rub, are you two out of the woods, eyebrows." When everyone looked at Zheng Ke and Lefu, they suddenly felt that they had been deceived, and felt that these two guys were a bit of a gang, so they shouted there, asking Lefu to take the casino discipline seriously, open the casino information, and be fair, just and open.

Where is Lefu willing to follow, so everyone made a mess. Instead, Zheng Ke and Little Jordan were left to dry.

In the end, the gamblers were outnumbered, and Lefu had no choice but to succumb to the coercion of everyone. The information he painstakingly recorded was circulated in everyone's hands, and people could see at a glance the number of bets they had placed and the multiples of others.

Zheng Ke saw that they had been noisy for a long time, and shook his head helplessly. On the other hand, little Jordan on the side thought it was very funny, and his hands were itching and rubbing his hands there.

"Let's start, leave them alone."

Zheng Ke turned his head and said to Little Jordan, and then motioned for Little Jordan to feel ready.

Little Jordan's temperament suddenly changed. His dark arms were placed on his chest, his eyes showed a fierce light like a wolf, and his expression was solemn and serious.

Zheng Ke nodded with satisfaction. If Jordan Jr. still looks like that when he is playing and training, Zheng Ke may think that it will be difficult for him to grow up. And if it's just a little funny in life, rigorous and meticulous in competitions and training. He might think it's a buildable. And for now, it seems. Little Jordan fortunately still belongs to the latter.

The two quickly made physical contact, and Zheng Ke's strong back muscles hit Little Jordan's arm with an astonishing speed, and then slammed into Little Jordan's erect chest with an unstoppable force. Little Jordan only heard a loud "bang" in his ears, his arm was numb, his chest was full of pain, and his body seemed to be hit by a hundred and ten pounds of wood, and he instantly lost his control reaction.

Zheng Ke easily turned his back over. Flutter threw the ball over Jordan Jr.'s head and fell into the basket.

"Wow~~~"

The crowd let out a cohesive exclamation. Zheng Ke's shot was extremely elegant. The moment he leaned back just now, he was in pain. The sound of the collision of the two muscles clearly reached the ears of everyone at the scene, and people subconsciously touched their chests, feeling slightly stuffy.

"This kid who lacks heart, why is he so forward, and he told him to step back a little." Rogge said with some hatred, his right hand clenched into a fist, and hammered heavily into the palm of his left hand,

"Come again!"

Little Jordan grinned and rubbed his chest, relieving himself for a long time. was so surprised by everyone, his old face turned red, and he was rarely ashamed, and suddenly changed the ball to Zheng Ke with some anger. I thought, this time, Lao Tzu must put you in, if the defense doesn't come up with some results, do I really go to see the water cooler?

"Bang!"

"Huh!"

"Bang!"

"Huh!"

Zheng Ke took one force down ten to the extreme, no matter how well prepared Little Jordan was and how tight his body was, Zheng Ke always pushed his feet, leaned on his back, turned over and jumped, and raised his hand. The simple and domineering four-step action, without any fancy and even feints, made little Jordan helpless.

Whitman looked at the two people on the field and gradually frowned. He saw a very weak aspect of Jordan Jr. That's his upper body strength, which is weaker than a defender. Even if some guards encounter Zheng Ke, they will never be as helpless as Jordan Jr., and they will drive away as soon as they collide, which is what O'Neal does on the inside.

Whitman doesn't know what to say, Zheng Ke's strength is infinitely close to O'Neal, and he now has 95 points of strength in his body, and he is a well-deserved strong man in the NBA. The consequence of the talent without an upper limit is Zheng Ke's lower limit play, he is a big shark swimming in the group of guards.

Little Jordan's upper limb strength is a little worse, but it is not worse than that of a guard, it can only be said that his defensive actions are still a little irregular, and his strength, bounce, height, arm span and other advantages can not be brought into play. It's no wonder that during the rookie training camp that year, Jordan Jr. would be repeatedly beaten by low-pick rookies, and this ball-holding defense was really bad.

The gamble is a one-sided situation. Billups shouted shady, and after Zheng Ke made 10 of 10 shots, Rogge finally reluctantly admitted that Zheng Ke's theory was right for the time being. But he still didn't care in his heart, he felt that Zheng Ke was only one after all, and he still needed to learn various skills and flexibly master his shoulders and footsteps to become a low-post killer like Jordan and Olajuwon.

Zheng Ke's goal is to become the best basketball player, and this skill is naturally not unlearned, and he asks Rogge for advice to learn these skills that seem a bit cumbersome to him.

The Timberwolves' group training is generally four hours a day, and if there is a game on the day, or special circumstances such as focus battles, mortal enemy battles, and back-to-back battles, increase or decrease the training time as appropriate. This kind of training volume is still far from enough for a player of Zheng Ke's level, and he usually chooses to go to the Lilu training room alone to do a few sets of barbell training after everyone has finished training together

The '09 years are coming to an end, and the first decade of the 21st century is coming to an end, as the Timberwolves take on the Hawks from Atlanta on a snowy night.

The Hawks are a powerhouse in the East characterized by an extreme pendulum pendulum for hoarding talented swingmen, including players at the No. 2 through No. 4 positions. On their team, there are a number of talented players such as Joe Johnson, Josh Smith, and Marvin Williams, and they currently have the third record in the East, behind the Cavaliers and Celtics.

Under Mike Woodson's leadership, the Hawks have become one of the league's most powerful teams in offensive firepower, averaging 102.4 points per game and outscoring opponents by as many as four points. Joe Johnson remains the Hawks' most accurate and consistent point scorer, averaging over 20 points per game for the fifth straight season.

Such a bone is actually very difficult to gnaw.

Even the Timberwolves, who are strong and strong, do not dare to win against their opponents. A few hours before New Year's Day, the two teams finally sent their horses and sent their generals to start a catch-and-fight at the target center.

With a player of amazing tonnage like Josh Smith, Zheng Ke also struggled to fight, and this kid was ruthless today, following Zheng Ke like a leper dog, and he couldn't get rid of it. The Hawks did a very good job of pinching today, Zheng Ke only had to pass Smith, and soon Marvin Williams or some other Hawks player would come over and form a close relationship with him, so he only scored five points until halftime.

Zheng Ke's offense was somewhat difficult, and the Timberwolves' overall offensive effectiveness was greatly reduced, trailing the Hawks by seven points at halftime, 46-53.

In the second half, Zheng Ke felt warmer and shot more resolutely. Although he shot 2-of-8 in the first half, he started the second half with a pull-up jump shot and a three-point shot. Zheng Ke's strength boosted the morale of the whole Timberwolves team, and also encouraged the atmosphere of the target center, and the Timberwolves played in the second half.

Zheng Ke passed Smith, jumped through the middle, attracted the bag, shook the hand holding the ball, and immediately handed it to Aflalo, who was empty. Afflaroyan hit a three-pointer and hit it.

Zheng Ke and Lefu completed the blocking, twisted their bodies, and passed through the gap between the crowd, dodging Horford, who was supplementing the defense, and hit a large pull-up layup in the front.

It seems that after the start of the second half, Zheng Ke gradually became a solo dance in the middle of the stage, scoring, rebounding, assisting, and defending, he played an all-round role, helping the Timberwolves accumulate the advantage of victory bit by bit, and at the end of the third quarter, the Timberwolves had unconsciously tied the score and overtook by 3 points. Zheng Ke scored 11 points in a single quarter.

In the final quarter, the game was more intense, and the physical contact between the two sides was extremely frequent, and Jordan Jr. left the court with six fouls. Three minutes before the end, Josh Smith received his sixth foul of the game. This is dense news for the Eagles, Zheng Ke has been relieved from the No. 3 position, and there are no players who can limit his play in this game.

The Hawks rushed to the shelf, using Marvin Williams, who had been playing as a power forward for the game, as a player to defend Zheng Ke, and replaced a backup power forward, Otlo Hunter.

Marvin Williams was extremely unfamiliar with Zheng Ke, and was stunned by Zheng Ke's continuous change of direction, thinking that he was a player with excellent skills. As a result, in the second round, Zheng Ke suddenly burst out, and in one step, he changed his right hand to his left hand, dodged Horford's block in the air and dunked the ball into the basket.

This is a slam dunk that only exists in the game, and Zheng Ke once again shocked the audience's eyeballs.

With this morale, with the most solid free throws at the last moment, the Timberwolves still had a thrilling victory against this fierce rival, smiling and winning the last battle of the first decade of the 21st century. (To be continued......)