NBA backer king

Chapter 2 One-on-one Suns main center

"After the transmission is completed, the integration of relevant technical resources is completed. The maximum increase in hitting strength can reach 10%, and the related skills have been improved. The details are as follows: low post attacking from level 70 to level 85, low post confrontation from level 90 to level 91, comprehensive offensive strength at the basket from level 70 to level 72, single defense from level 70 to level 75."

"Ha, back hitting can actually improve so much?" Wang Tiejun became excited in an instant, he didn't expect Tieshan to have such a great effect.

But immediately he was a little frustrated, because of all his finishing skills, only the layup is barely good. Others, such as hook throws, etc., are not top-notch. As long as he is not under the basket, his overall finishing ability is very poor.

If these finishing skills are not improved, without the last shudder, it is useless to rely on the back to play, because it is impossible for him to get to the basket every time before making a shot. This is why his low-post close-range attack is only level 50. The reason.

"At most, the 15% increase in relying on hitting strength has increased my low back attack by [-] levels? Is relying on hitting strength so important? It seems that I have to continue to practice Tieshan relying on it, and I can't lose it!"

He was very surprised. In fact, it was due to his ignorance. His own strength was pretty good. If he increased it by [-]%, he would be ten feet ahead of the sprint, so [-]% increase was already a lot. Even as long as he used it properly in the game and the team's tactics were right, it might achieve a qualitative change.

"very hungry!"

After three hours of hard work, he rubbed his stomach and went outside to buy two Big Macs on the street.

This kind of big burger is two dollars a piece, with a lot of beef, which can provide both calories and nutrition. It is more cost-effective than eating Chinese food, and it is simple.

While eating a burger, he walked casually on the street, thinking wildly in his mind.

What was he thinking about? Of course he was thinking about how to get a job with an NBA team. This system task made it impossible for him to start.

"System, why don't you change your mission? I can play streetball too." He wanted to discuss with the system.

"Host, there is no unparalleled road, maybe the road will turn around, and there will be another village." The system replied.

Wang Tiejun muttered to himself in a daze: "There is another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright?"

他87年9月进入沧州体校男篮，89年11月就进入了HEB省队，90年10月入选国家青年队，甚至已经进入了国家队的视线之中。

However, an accident happened in December, and he was imprisoned. This bright road in life has been completely ruined. It has been nearly two years since he has not conducted professional training.

At this time, he walked out of Chinatown, and not far from the turn was an open-air basketball court surrounded by iron nets. He turned into it familiarly.

"This damn Chinese is here again."

"Ignore him!"

"He wants to cheat us of money again, so don't fight him."

Several black guys who played ball started to discuss and gave Wang Tiejun a hard look from time to time.

But that's all. They didn't dare to swear more excessive words, especially those iconic racial discrimination words, such as chinks, yellow-skinned monkeys, etc. When they used these words to scold Wang Tiejun, they were beaten and remembered.

Wang Tiejun ignored it, sat on the sidelines and continued to eat his hamburger, planning to trick these black brothers with no IQ to fight him one-on-one and earn two pocket money later.

After a few minutes, a large-displacement off-road vehicle parked on the side of the street.

"Mr. Colangelo, Charles, turn the corner and you'll be in Chinatown. It's not easy to park there, so let's get off here."

It was Ewing who was driving. The Suns visited New York for the first time this season. Barkley wanted to eat Chinese food, so he treated him today.

His personality is very withdrawn, but he and Barkley are both Jordan's friends. Through Jordan's relationship, the two can be regarded as friends, and there will be some off-court contacts when they play away games.

In addition, the general manager of the Suns Jerry Colangelo and the main center Mark West are also in the car. They also want to try Chinese food today.

"Look, someone is playing, how about we go and see? I'm not too hungry yet." Mark West said.

"Let's go." Buckley nodded.

He agreed, and of course Colangelo wouldn't say anything, let alone Ewing, who didn't talk much.

West seemed very happy, because his strength is very average and he has no status in the team, that is to say, he is old and has a little qualifications. The three big guys can follow his advice, which feels very face-saving.

"Oh, it's a gorilla?"

"Flying pigs? What are they doing here?"

As soon as the four of them went in, especially Barkley and Ewing, they were recognized immediately, and several black men who played the ball shouted in surprise.

Wang Tiejun also stood up. He didn't expect that two superstars would be sent to him as soon as the system issued the task related to the NBA. Could it be that it was destined by the heavens?No, is it destined by the system?

"Hey guys, hello! Just keep playing and we'll see."

Ewing doesn't like to talk, his personality is weird and indifferent, and he doesn't know how to interact with fans, so Barkley stood up and greeted with a smile.

"what?"

His eyes naturally fell on Wang Tiejun, who was a tall man.

At the same time, Colangelo looked Wang Tiejun up and down out of professional habits.

"Hey bro, welcome to Chinatown."

Wang Tiejun warmly greeted Barkley.

As for the black brothers, the general IQ is not very good, maybe it is good to get some opportunities by fooling around and making friends.

"Hello, brother, are you..." Barkley asked curiously.

If he knew that Wang Tiejun was programming his IQ, he might not be so good-tempered.

Wang Tiejun smiled and said: "I am Chinese, you can call me Lao Wang, my position is center, and I am the strongest center here."

"Old Wang? The strongest, No. 1?"

Barkley was shocked and said: "Do you think you are the most powerful center forward?"

He found it very interesting, and looked at Ewing beside him to see what the gorilla was thinking.

Ewing's eyes were obviously sullen. In front of him, a super center, a humble Chinese dared to think that he was the most powerful center here. Who gave you the courage?

It's just that his personality is too weird. Although he hates the Chinese in front of him, he doesn't bother to say anything. After all, he is just bragging.

Colangelo also shook his head, saying this in front of a super center, this young Chinese is too arrogant!
Seeing the shocked expressions of Barkley and the others, Wang Tiejun was also stunned. Is there a misunderstanding?

In fact, what he said here refers to the area of ​​Chinatown, but Barkley and the others thought he meant that he was the strongest among all the centers here.

"Chinese, are you crazy?"

"Damn, he's crazy! Barkley, Ewing, you have to teach him a lesson."

Several black men who were playing ball started yelling one after another. They couldn't beat Wang Tiejun, so they wanted to persuade Barkley and others to make a move.

There is also Mark West, although he is only a blue-collar in the league, but as a black man, he can't bear a man of yellow race who speaks loudly in front of him, especially a Chinese.

"Let me teach you a lesson."

He immediately stood up from behind Barkley, pointed at Wang Tiejun and shouted, "Chinaman, come here and challenge."

"Fake oil!"

Hearing the word Chinaman, the angry Wang Tiejun threw the remaining hamburger on Mark West, and immediately rushed up, his big ears were about to slap him.

"Hey, hey, brother, wait a minute..."

When Barkley saw it, he quickly stood in front of him and persuaded him, "This is my teammate, do me a favor and forgive him."

He hates racial discrimination very much, and he is not happy about the racial discrimination words of his teammates and these people on the scene, because his wife is white, and many of his black friends and relatives often discriminate against his wife in front of him, which makes him very annoyed.

"Brother, I'll give you face, but he needs to apologize, or I'll make him crawl away from Chinatown today." Wang Tiejun said angrily.

"Mark West, apologize to this gentleman." Colangelo said seriously at this time.

"I……"

Mark West really wanted to say that I didn't scold him on purpose, but that I just habitually discriminated against the Chinese, but facing the very serious expression of the boss Colangelo, he could only choose to bow his head and whispered: "Sorry."

Then he said angrily to Colangelo and Buckley: "But he also scolded me just now, I want to teach this kid a lesson."

"Fist, basketball, it's up to you." Wang Tiejun accepted the move immediately, without any hesitation.

"You can't fight."

Barkley shook his head and said helplessly: "Basketball, you guys use heads-up to solve the problem."

"Hey bro, give me the ball and let me teach this Chinese man a lesson."

Mark West excitedly yelled at a black brother who had the ball.

"Then, brother, teach him a good lesson. He's always bullying us here, tricking us into fighting him one-on-one and winning our money."

The nigger passed the ball over and yelled in unison.

"Brother, wait and see the show." Mark West said after receiving the ball.

"I'll be the referee."

Barkley stepped forward and said, "You are all center forwards, so let's play a low-post one-on-one. Each of you hits two balls. It's enough to make a point. We don't have any time to delay."

He glanced at the two of them and said to Mark West, "Mark, you attack first."

"OK."

Mark West smiled at Wang Tiejun, just like a tiger grinning at a sheep, full of hideous meaning.

Taking off his coat, he first walked to the low position on the left wing, settled outside the paint line, pointed at Wang Tiejun and shouted, "Come here and die, kid."

With a cold snort, Wang Tiejun also began to take off his coat.

This somewhat tattered coat was snatched from a trash can by fighting off two homeless men. It was small and very warm, but it took a bit of effort to take it off.

"White Boy, did you steal your clothes?" West mocked presumptuously.

"Gou Shi, does your mother know who your father is?"

Wang Tiejun cursed back in Tianjin dialect, and continued to take off his coat.

"Come on, fool."

After finally taking off his coat, he stood behind Mark West and stuck his unusually thick chest on it.

Mark West leaned back tentatively, not moving at all, and then arched hard, but he still couldn't push it up, which surprised him.

Not only was he surprised, but all the experts on the scene were also surprised.

But this is nothing surprising, Lao Wang's strength is inherently strong, and he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He has a horse every day, and his foot is extremely stable. Martial arts also pay attention to the balance of the upper, middle and lower forces.

"The strength is okay, and the confrontation ability is also okay."

Colangelo didn't care at first, but at this moment his attention was immediately concentrated, and he squinted at Wang Tiejun.

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