NBA: I can see real-time shooting percentage

Chapter 2
clang!
The basketball hit the rim and bounced off the wood.

Qin Ming's eyes were full of disbelief.

This is actually true?

What a shame.

Qin Ming looked at the refreshed hot zone and ice zone again, and gradually accepted this setting.

If I can see the real-time shooting percentage during the game, wouldn't I be able to achieve at least 80.00% true shooting percentage in the game?

If this is the true shooting percentage per game, it would be too scary.

The most terrifying scoring machine in history, the true shooting rate is not so high.

Qin Ming looked at his hands, this time he conducted a comprehensive test.

For example, he ran into the hot zone with a [-]% shooting rate, made pull-up jumpers, made half-stops, and made fadeaway jumpers. Not surprisingly, these balls either hit the plate or went straight to the basket.

However, if Qin Ming shoots the ball very casually, such as one-handed throw, left-handed, or back shot, almost all areas will turn into ice at the moment of the shot.

If I have the bonus of this thing, I can definitely make it to the NBA stage.

Qin Ming took a deep breath, all the grief and indignation in his heart disappeared, and turned into fighting spirit.

He decided to practice another round, and then find a team for trial training.

His test results may not change because of this, but if he can play a scrim, he will definitely be in the eyes of those coaches.

The arena door was suddenly opened.

A man wearing a peaked cap walked in. He looked at Qin Ming who had been shooting, his eyes were filled with the shadow of himself back then.

But I seem to be much better than him.

Kobe Bryant took off his hat, folded his hands on his chest, and watched Qin Ming practice shooting from the sidelines.

"Nice shot."

The sudden voice interrupted Qin Ming's concentration. He looked at the man in front of him and was stunned.

This superstar can be said to be the spiritual leader leading his basketball path. It is precisely because of his paranoia and persistence that Qin Ming keeps working hard and climbing until he has the courage to participate in the NBA draft.

"Hello."

"Keep shooting and leave me alone."

Kobe looked serious, and he didn't intend to say hello to Qin Ming at all.

The latter nodded and continued his shooting practice.

"Come again, I'll be your partner."

Kobe took off his hat and threw it aside, getting into shooting position.

Even though retirement made him a little fatter, when he stepped on the court, his eyes immediately became sharp, like an eagle hovering in the sky, ready to come down and bite at any time.

When Qin Ming faced this celebrity, he was not as nervous as meeting him. He knew that this was a stadium, and there should be no tension in the stadium.

No matter who the defender is, he must remain absolutely focused.

Qin Ming hit the ground with his right foot and shot very fast. Kobe, who has been retired for many years, raised his hand and wanted to cut Qin Ming's shot, but his shooting speed was too fast, and he could only watch the basketball fly away and hit the basket accurately.

The shooting percentage is 80.00%.

Kobe trotted all the way to pick up the ball, and then rolled it to Qin Ming, while his body ran over from the free throw line and raised his big hand.

The moment Qin Ming caught the ball, he raised his head and made a fake move, but Kobe didn't hesitate. Instead, he took this opportunity to get closer to Qin Ming's body, wrapping his hands around his path.

With his back turned, Qin Ming made a hesitant step with his right foot on the ground, and was about to break through Kobe's front foot, but he was ruthlessly interrupted by him and directly knocked the basketball into the air.

"Too slow." Kobe frowned and said, "What are you thinking? I'm 41 years old, can't you still pass me?"

Qin Ming pursed his lips and ran to pick up the ball.

"I'm not much of a scout, but I know how a player plays. 11 points, three innings. Come on."

Kobe took Qin Ming's ball and threw it back to Qin Ming.

It means let him serve directly.

The latter took a deep breath and set up three threats the moment he received the ball.

Kobe took a step back and raised his hand. If Qin Ming shoots in a three-threat situation, he can interfere.

The latter made two tentative steps. Although Kobe's body was fat, he adjusted his pace very quickly, and Qin Ming's seasoned defensive experience would not resist Qin Ming's random shaking.

Finally, Qin Ming played the ball.

He held the ball and jumped behind him, opened his legs when he was in the air, his center of gravity was very low, and his left shoulder went to the right. This is a very orthodox Iverson-style disguise, and his dribbling speed is very fast, not so easy to be intercepted.

And before that, he took a small step back. If Kobe probes and steals, he can only be passed.

But from the NBA's former defensive champion, Kobe took a dip, missed but still did not lose his good defensive position.

Qin Ming started to break through. He touched the ground with his toes, his speed was very fast, and his center of gravity was also very low. He directly brushed Kobe's waist and made a layup with his left hand, all in one go.

Kobe didn't speak, but his face was very dark.

Qin Ming took the ball and rolled it towards the opponent, and his body quickly stuck to it.

The 41-year-old guy leaned against Qin Ming's body, dribbled the ball and hit Qin Ming's chest with his shoulder. He pushed Qin Ming away in one shot, took a step back, raised his hand, and shot a jumper.

Even though he hasn't had systematic training for a long time, this kind of movement is still easy for him.

Basketball hit the net.

"3-2."

After Kobe voted, he continued to spout trash talk at Qin Ming.

Both sides exchanged hair.

The moment Qin Ming received the ball, he chose to break through to the left. Kobe's speed was not as good as before. He used cross-step defense, which could increase his lateral speed even more without losing his defensive position.

Qin Ming stopped suddenly and took a step back. He still shot at a very fast speed, but he didn't notice that he had reached the ice area. This area only has a 20.00% hit rate.

Sure enough, this ball hits iron.

"Can't make open shots, I wonder why those scouts don't like you anymore."

Kobe sneered.

Qin Ming looked at the ice area and hot area on the ground, and accidentally found that this time was different from the last time.

He seems to be able to see not only his own shooting percentage, but also the opponent's shooting percentage!

Qin Ming's eyes gradually flickered. He saw that Kobe Bryant's left arc top area was almost entirely covered with ice, and he spouted trash talk: "What old guy, don't you know you can still use jump shots?"

Just after Qin Ming finished speaking, he found that the ice area on the ground suddenly turned into a hot area.

This trash talk actually increased Kobe's shooting rate, which made Qin Ming instantly dumbfounded.

I saw Kobe shaking his shoulders during the triple threat, poking his right foot to the right, but he dribbled to the left, made a small three-threat disguise, and then hit a jumper.

"5-2."

(End of this chapter)