Chapter Thirty-Eight: Teammates? Does it matter
"Okay, it doesn't matter, as long as I can defeat you anyway!"
Although Wu Xing was surprised, Jokic wouldn't be 1v1 as the league's No. 1 center, shouldn't this kind of skill be necessary to enter the league?
And when Jokic was on the court, he also used a lot of singles skills such as back singles and inside singles, who would believe that he couldn't play singles.
However, Wu Xing didn't care, because as long as he taught this guy a lesson, he could do it.
There's no way, although this big fat man actually said that he was FMVP, the whole network knows that Wu Xing's FMVP got a problem, isn't it naked to mock himself when he says this now?
And he said in front of himself that he wouldn't be 1v1, isn't this just saying that Wu Xing, a thief, is not worthy of going head-to-head with him?
Wu Xing said that it doesn't matter how many dozen you have, he must let this guy who looks down on him learn a lesson.
"By the way, 5v5 also has teammates, now there are two of us, how to fight, or do you already bring your teammates over."
"Hey, teammates are the best way to do this kind of thing, look at it, there are so many people here, just find two of them."
Wu Xing followed Jokic's finger and looked over, good guy, this big fat man actually wants to find the criminals here as teammates.
"No, these people probably don't..."
"Hurry up, I'm ready, you won't be scared!"
"If you're scared, hurry up and make a burger for me, I'm hungry!"
Wu Xing originally wanted to stop Jokic, but Jokic had already found his teammates as quickly as possible.
At first, Wu Xing thought that these were all people arranged by Jokic a long time ago, but after a closer look, what kind of stinky fish and rotten shrimp are these, fat and thin, short and even shorter, and they are obviously passers-by who are casually pulled on the road to make up the numbers.
"Jokic, I'll admit you're amazing, but you're too contemptuous of people!"
"If you're looking for teammates, you'll have to find me someone who can play normally!"
Wu Xing clenched his fists tightly, trying to suppress his anger.
"Can you play? Of course they can play, don't all of them play? ”
What Jokic said was getting more and more outrageous and excessive, and Wu Xing even felt that Jokic was here today to play himself.
However, because the other party's big brother was watching from the side, and the other party had helped him so much, he couldn't say anything.
Since the other party didn't have any intention of fighting, Wu Xing also casually found four teammates who were quite normal.
So a friendly match in prison began under the witness of the two bigwigs and fellow inmates.
"Poof!"
It has to be said that Jokic's two older brothers were quite well prepared, and found a fairly professional referee around to preside over the game for his younger brother as quickly as possible.
Wu Xing and Jokic, as NBA players, are the two tallest people here, and it is natural for them to play the jump ball.
But Wu Xing's height was still not enough in front of Jokic's pork belly, and the basketball was quickly picked up by Jokic and then transferred to his teammates.
Under Jokic's command, his teammates slowly dribbled the ball across the halfcourt.
And Wu Xing's teammates, who still have a little basketball experience, quickly formulated the most basic defensive strategy, that is, 1-on-1 defense.
However, Jokic seems to have seen the opponent's defensive strategy, and the opponent's big man Wu Xing will definitely defend himself all the time, so he decided to hand over the basketball to his teammates and choose to trust them.
"Hey, as rumored, Jokic didn't win the MVP award because of his professional attitude."
Wu Xing looked at everything on the court with a disappointed face, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't pass the ball to Jokic, and Jokic didn't want the ball, so he found a place on the court and stood there to mess up.
Seeing this situation, Wu Xing became more and more sure that Jokic, the card guy, was playing tricks on himself, and there was no need for him to show his skills, so he also stood by Jokic's side to make a mess.
"Poof!"
However, something is not quite right, Jokic's other teammates don't know why, they cooperate extremely tacitly, and the ball transfer is also very good, if their dribbling is a little better, Wu Xing even feels that these guys are professional basketball players.
In less than 10 seconds, they scored their first goal in this flowing attacking mode.
"Cut, it's just luck!"
Wu Xing didn't care, thinking that these guys were just a little lucky.
When it was Wu Xing's turn to attack, Jokic was rotten, causing the other four people's defense to be not enough at all, and Wu Xing easily scored points.
However, Wu Xing said that with this level of defense, even if he scored the ball, he would not make any progress, so he began to hand over the attack to his teammates.
However, because of this decision, Wu Xing's score completely lagged behind Jokic's team.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
"Poof..."
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This is the first time Wu Xing doesn't know how many times he has heard the referee's whistle, and it will sound every 10 seconds.
When Wu Xing came back to his senses, he was directly dumbfounded, and the Jokic team directly broke down his teammates.
Their offense has always maintained that professional level, and their defense has also maintained an extremely high level, for Wu Xing's other ball skills, there are only ordinary teammates, and it can be said that it is difficult to break through this kind of defense.
Moreover, the Jokic team even used the tactics of 23 joint defense and Spanish blocking and dismantling, as if it was a team with a particularly high level of professionalism.
Where is the kind of way that I used to not even be able to dribble the ball.
"Something happened?"
Wu Xing looked at the situation on the court with a confused expression, and he thought that Jokic didn't join the battlefield, but just ran back and forth on the court with them.
"Oops, I'm going to win, FMVP, don't forget your burger!"
Jokic looked at Wu Xing with a smug little expression, looking like he was bound to win.
"Want to win? Impossible! ”
Wu Xingcai would not let this big fat man step on his body, so he really joined the battlefield, and one person directly scored 18 points in an instant.
Jokic saw that Wu Xing actually joined the battlefield, and he was about to smooth out the score difference in an instant, so he couldn't sit still, joined the battlefield, and set off the defense of Hamburg.
"You run over there, you go over there!"
"Wait, that's?"
Wu Xing finally discovered Jokic's secret, and he had been silently directing his teammates before he came.