Sports Almighty King

Chapter 2 Got the Nickname Blacksmith Wang
Wang Fei was speechless.

He thought to himself, what's the use of this B-level billiards skill?I don't like playing billiards.

But this is a random skill in the first place, so you have to hold your nose and accept it.

well!Just think of picking up a rabbit on New Year's Eve, there is no more than you, no less!
Wang Fei left the system mall.

He clicked on the host status bar.

Name: Wang Fei.

Sex: Male.

Age 19 years old.

Possessed sports skills:
Basketball: The overall level is D-level (just getting started, playing ticket-level players).

However, there are sub-items under the sport of basketball, which are:

Dribbling: Class C-1020/2000 (With 980 experience, you can upgrade to Class B, which is a high-level amateur basketball player.)
Shooting: D-level-380/2000 (with 1620 experience points, you can upgrade to C-level.) Remarks: The shooting posture is not standard, and the accuracy is extremely poor. He was given the nickname "Little Blacksmith".

Breakthrough: D-level-25/2000 (with 1975 experience points, you can upgrade to C-level.) Remarks: There is almost no breakthrough ability. Once the opponent defends, they often lose their positions and surrender obediently.

Jump: E-level - 0/2000 (with 2000 experience points, you can upgrade to D-level) Remarks: This level is trash level, the jumping ability is very poor, you can't even pull up the jump shot, don't you be a trash, right?
Dunk: Not rated.

After reading this, Wang Fei smiled wryly and shook his head. He thought to himself that he thought he was a basketball master, but he was just a basketball idiot.

It's no wonder that they lost so badly at the Foreign Language Institute.

After reading the status bar, Wang Fei found that he had an extra B-level billiard sports skill, and other than that, he had no other sports talent.

Wang Fei thought to himself, the basketball team of the School of Astronomy will play against the team of the School of Physical Education next day.

And the Physical Education College team is undoubtedly the most powerful existence in Yuzhou University, it is an existence that can play in the National College Basketball League!
When the Faculty of Arts played against such a strong team, there was no doubt that they were destined to be pressed to the ground and rubbed hard, without even the slightest ability to fight back!

Ma Ma approved!I only have more than a day to train.

Although I now have the help of this all-round sports king system, how much can I improve in a short time?
No matter how much!

I'll do my best to obey the destiny!

Wang Fei thought so, he thought to himself, if you want to win, you must have very accurate shooting accuracy!
For the rest of the time, I didn't do anything, and simply practiced hard to shoot.

His current shooting skill is only D-level, and he added all 3000 unlimited experience points to shooting without hesitation.

In this way, his shooting skills were forcibly upgraded to C level, and with 620 points left, he could be promoted to B level shooting skills.

Level B belongs to the shooting skills of relatively advanced amateur players and is a quasi-professional level.Players at this level can achieve a shooting accuracy of 80% without interference. However, in the case of strong confrontation, the accuracy will drop sharply. Moreover, the more intense the confrontation, the lower the hit rate.

Wang Feixin said, no, I have to hurry up and practice shooting, and strive to improve my shooting skills to A-level before the competition with the Sports Academy. Only in that way can I become a professional player with a super high shooting percentage on the court.

He thought of this, looked at the time, and found that it was already past 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and a sense of urgency emerged spontaneously.

He ran off to the bedroom.

In a small shop below the dormitory building, Wang Fei bought a piece of bread and a bottle of mineral water, and ate and drank while walking to the dormitory, he also finished eating and drinking.

This is your dinner.

"Hey! Isn't this Wang Blacksmith? Your boss is finally here. A girl from our college just sent you a certificate of merit. Take a look!" Wang Fei just walked into the dormitory when a strange voice said to him.

It was Zhang Meng who spoke.

As the name suggests, this guy is 1.8 meters tall and has dark skin, but he is very stout.Standing there, it is as solid as a black iron tower.

It does look mighty.

Zhang Meng is also a member of the basketball team of the Faculty of Arts.

He plays center forward.

Although this guy is strong and strong, he has almost no basketball talent. Before college, he never played basketball at all.

After some training, he was directly sent on the field as the main center of the Liberal Arts team.

It's a pity that he is just a showman, and he doesn't do much under the basket. If the ball is given to him, the opponent player can throw it into the basket casually, but he can't throw it in.

"Zhang Meng, if you say I'm a blacksmith, can you score a goal? We're not the same, so don't criticize anyone." Wang Fei said very bluntly.

paralysis!

Wang Fei was very annoyed that he was called blacksmith king.

"Fuck! You kid said I was playing iron, you, as the team's point guard, saw that there was an open space under the basket and you didn't pass the ball to me. Hey? Tell me, how many balls did you pass to me in this game? Only two passes! The rest were shot opportunities I earned myself by grabbing offensive rebounds! I made five shots in total. I scored two, I am much more efficient than you! If I, Zhang Meng, play with you again in the future, I will write my last name upside down!" Zhang Meng said angrily.

"Okay! If you don't talk speculatively, let's just ignore each other in the future." Wang Fei was also angry, and he replied, and he walked around Zhang Meng and came to his bedside.

He saw an A3 paper on his bed.

There was a mound drawn on the paper, with green grass growing on the mound, and a monument was erected in front of the mound.

The stele reads: Tomb of Blacksmith Wang.

Seeing this, Wang Fei's mouth twisted in anger.

This is too bad, right?

Didn't you just lose a game?

The meaning of this picture is not only to satirize the team's loss by forging iron, but also to implicitly say that Wang Fei has died in the hearts of the girls.

The grass on the grave is three feet high.

Wang Fei grabbed the piece of paper, tore it into pieces and threw it into the trash can.

He said to himself, I must get back the face I lost today.

He bent down and took out his basketball from under his bed, and walked outside with the basketball in his arms.

"Hmph! Do you know how to practice now? After 100 years of practice, you will still be Blacksmith Wang! I despise you!" Zhang Meng's humming words came from behind.

Wang Fei suddenly turned his head, glanced at Zhang Meng, pointed his middle finger at him and said, "I will prove myself!"

"You have no chance! Our coach, Teacher Feng, has already said that you will be banned from playing in the next game! You bastard who has no sense of teamwork and only plays alone!" Zhang Meng said with a sneer.

When Wang Fei heard this, his heart sank.

Teacher Feng, also known as Feng Xiang, is the coach of the basketball team of the School of Liberal Arts.

Feng Xiang has a rather impatient temper. During the team training, if any player made a mistake, he would sternly reprimand him.

But the Liberal Arts team is just a douchebag, and the level of the players is very poor.Therefore, Feng Xiang yelled from beginning to end every time he concentrated on training, until his voice became hoarse.

Feng Xiang himself said that being the coach of the Literary Academy team is really a bad luck for eight lifetimes.

But he is also a person with a strong sense of responsibility and competitiveness. He said several times that he would quit, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to train this weak team hard.

"As long as you work hard, an iron rod can be ground into a needle! I still don't believe it. I have devoted all my efforts and I can't train you to be anything good!" These are the words on Feng Xiang's lips.

Wang Feixin said, it seems that Teacher Feng is really disappointed in himself.

He sighed, didn't speak any more, just ran downstairs with the ball in his arms.

He went straight to the school's illuminated stadium.

Several basketball courts of Yuzhou University are covered with plastic, and there are high-power incandescent lights around the courts, which are sufficient for playing at night.

Wang Fei came to the illuminated stadium.

Right now, just after dinner, some students have already started playing basketball.

Wang Fei found a basketball basket that no one was playing, and he started to practice shooting.

Before starting to practice shooting, Wang Fei directly used the skill card with twice the efficiency.

After using this skill card, Wang Fei heard a "beep" sound from the mobile phone in his pocket, and the beautiful female voice sounded again: "The timer for using the skill card starts!"

Standing behind the free throw line, Wang Fei took a deep breath and lifted the basketball.

He found that his posture of holding the ball has changed significantly and has become very standard.

What does a standard shooting stance look like?

Generally, the right hand holds the ball with one hand, and the ball is on top of the five outstretched fingers of the right hand.

The left hand just assists with ball stability and accuracy.

The left hand holding the ball is raised above the head, the eyes are aimed at the basket from below the basketball, the right arm is bent, the body is tense like a bow, and explodes suddenly.

The right hand single-handedly throws the basketball high towards the basket, forming a perfect parabola.

Wang Fei aimed at the basket and threw the basketball in his hand without hesitation.

"Whoosh!"

The basketball draws a perfect curve in the air and falls steadily into the hoop.

Go in!

And it's a big hollow!

The ball gave Wang Fei a great feeling.

For the next three and a half hours, Wang Fei practiced shooting crazily.He practiced shooting from all angles.

In the beginning, his shooting percentage could only reach about 5%.

After practicing for two hours, his shooting percentage quickly increased to 6% or 7%.

This feeling of obvious progress is really great.

Three hours later, Wang Fei hit 8% of his spot-up shots.In other words, at any angle, if you throw ten balls, you can score eight.

Of course, this refers to the mid-range shot, and the three-pointer has not yet started practicing.

Wang Fei was sweating profusely, and stopped panting.

He really didn't have any strength left.

Wang Fei took out his mobile phone from his bag behind the basket. He opened the sports king APP to check his status.

He was delighted to find that his shooting skills had improved from level C to level B, and his experience progress bar had reached 350/2000.

In other words, he practiced shooting hard for three hours and gained 970 experience points.

Wang Fei knew that this was the function of the double efficiency skill card.

If there is no double efficiency skill card, he can only increase more than 400 experience points at most.Now it takes almost an hour to increase more than 320 experience points.

"Practice another 6 hours tomorrow, and you can almost improve your shooting to A-level, which is the level of a professional shooter! The uninterrupted shooting can reach 100%! It's exciting to think about it!" Wang Fei said to himself.

He was resting against the basketball hoop, when he heard a sarcastic woman's voice: "Little blacksmith, is he practicing?"

(End of this chapter)