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Chapter 155 Random killing (4K chapter, please subscribe, ask for monthly pass)

The next game for the Knicks is an away game against the Jazz.

On the day of the game, the Jazz's home court was very hot.

You know, the Jazz were a strong team in the league in the past. Although their core players are getting old now, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

Especially their team leader Ma Long, with his explosive physical fitness, it is impossible to see that he is at the end of his career.

In addition, their small forward Russell is also very good.

Especially in this season, the Jazz seem to have a second spring under the leadership of Malone, and the momentum is extremely fierce.

Before the start of the game, Jazz fans cheered and cheered for Malone, which made the momentum of the home court burst instantly.

Off the court, Feng Yi also felt the inexplicable pressure. It seemed that this match would be a bit difficult.

In the first quarter of the game, the Jazz played in an orderly manner, the cooperation between each other was very tacit, and the transition between offense and defense was like a smooth flow of water.

But the Knicks are not bad either. Under the leadership of Feng Yi, they gradually show their power and play their own style.

This made the situation on the field suddenly heated up.

After the first quarter, the score was 33-34.The Knicks are 1 point behind the Jazz.

After the players left the field, Feng Yi took the initiative to come to Coach Van Gundy and said firmly, "Coach Van Gundy, I want to play this game to the full!"

"Feng, why do you think so suddenly?" Coach Van Gundy also felt a little puzzled.But Feng Yi's answer surprised him a bit.

I saw Feng Yi became more and more determined at this time, "Coach Van Gundy, because I want to try my latest training effect, so..."

"No problem, then you just have to try." Coach Van Gundy said, feeling relieved.

After the break, the second quarter began.

What is different from the first quarter of the game is that the wind at this moment began to ask for the ball frequently.

After getting the ball, facing the Knicks Russell's defense, Feng Yi did not hesitate at all.

In one breath, he launched an attack.

Shooting inside and outside, it can be said to be omnipotent, especially Feng Yi's speed, which is much faster than the previous game.

At the beginning, Russell of the Jazz wanted to use strength to suppress Feng Yi, but who knew that Feng Yi's strength was equal to him.

When the game progressed to the second half of the second quarter, Feng Yi's outstanding performance made the Knicks gradually take the lead.

But Malone, the team leader of the Jazz, won't just let it go.

Compared with Ewing, Malone's style of play is more comprehensive and tough, and Malone's body muscles are much better maintained than Ewing.

After halftime, the score of the two sides came to 53 to 51.

The Knicks took the lead here.

After returning to the locker room, the Knicks players were full of praise for Feng Yi's performance.

"Feng, I didn't expect you to become so much stronger secretly." Ewing walked towards Feng Yi and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Feng Yi felt a little relieved, "Ewing, you are too much! I have to keep working hard!"

"Feng, you're still too modest! Your current skills look at the entire NBA, and there may not be more than ten people who can match you at the same position." Ewing said a little seriously.

Seeing that Ewing said that, Feng Yi was also proud, "If you don't have any skills, how can you be the boss of the team?"

After hearing this, Ewing smiled knowingly, nodded, and said nothing more.

After the intermission, the third quarter of the game came as scheduled.

At this moment, Feng Yi brought the Knicks' substitutes to the court,
On the Jazz side, all substitute players were replaced.

This turned the third quarter into a slaughterhouse for Feng Yi.

As for the rotten sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs that the Jazz replaced, Feng Yi couldn't do anything about it. Coupled with Feng Yi's training results, the situation of the game was instantly controlled by the Knicks.

Seeing this situation, the head coach of the Jazz quickly called a timeout and replaced the full starting lineup in the second half of the third quarter.

When Malone returned to the court, seeing this situation, he exploded violently inside.

It has to be said that, as one of the best power forwards in the league in the past, Malone released in the paint instantly.

Brutely turned the situation of the game back.

This made the score of the two sides fixed at 71 to 68 after the end of the third quarter.

The Jazz are only two points behind the Knicks.

However, this is not over yet. In the first half of the fourth quarter, the Jazz's starting five showed off one after another.It seems omnipotent.

Faced with such an offense, the Knicks were dumbfounded for a while.

Except for Feng Yi, he is still fighting bravely, using his own strength to drive the team forward.

As time passed, the Jazz became more and more courageous, and they played the best performance of the season under the leadership of Malone.

That set the Knicks apart in the second half of the fourth quarter.

Faced with such a situation, Feng was also helpless.

They ended up losing to the Jazz on the road, ending their winning streak.

The reason why the Knicks lost in this game was not because of Feng Yi, but because the other players on the Knicks were a little bit adrift.

However, Coach Van Gundy on the sidelines was not panicked at all, and he didn't even call a timeout at the last moment of the game.

Because he knows very well that the Knicks must go through some things in order to grow better, not to mention that this is just a regular season.

The final score of the two teams was 95 to 104.

风一在这场比赛里面，一共拿到了31分7篮板5助攻，尤因14分11篮板4助攻，斯普雷维尔19分7助攻3篮板，坎比10分9篮板2助攻，阿兰为11分2助攻1篮板。

On the Jazz side, Malone had 29 points, 13 rebounds, 9 assists and 1 block, Russell had 22 points, 8 rebounds and 6 assists, and the rest of the Jazz's three starters all scored in double figures.

After this game, Feng Yi understood thoroughly: the so-called real team boss is not necessarily the best performer in the team, but must be the most cohesive in the team, and the team boss It's not about the individual, it's about the whole team...

After the game, when Feng Yi shook hands with Ma Long, he also kindly said: "Hey! Ma Long, you are such a good team leader!"

"Huh?" Ma Long smiled slightly after hearing this, "Come on, young man! The future is yours!"

Hearing this, Feng nodded his head.

After returning to the locker room, Feng Yi did not suppress the clouds too much, but actively communicated with his teammates, asking about their health, learning from each other's strengths and making up for their weaknesses, thus making the Knicks team more and more cohesive.

In the afternoon of the next day, coach Van Gundy also surprisingly gave the players half a day off, saying that the team manager had something important to discuss with him.

"Feng, do you have other arrangements for the afternoon?" Sprewell stepped forward and asked lightly.

Seeing Sprewell's question, Feng Yi answered truthfully, "What else can I arrange, isn't it just practicing in the arena?"

"Haha, yes, I don't know if you are interested in going to the street court in the United States?" Sprewell couldn't help laughing.

street court?
Good guy!
Is this for me?
As soon as Feng thought of this, he thought of his identity as the boss of the team, and Sprewell, as the starting point guard of the Knicks, had an unusual identity.

After much deliberation, Feng Yi agreed, and as for some training between him and Black, it was about 20 o'clock in the evening.

After a while, under the leadership of Sprewell, Feng Yi and him went straight to the street court closest to the Knicks.

In the afternoon, the street court was still very quiet, there were no people, even the dust on the ground was peaceful, they were silent, enjoying the caress of the sun.

However, the arrival of Feng Yi and Sprewell broke all this.

"Feng, practice together, or fight alone?" Sprewell looked at Feng Yi and said, expecting his reply.

Head to head?

This……

Are you looking for abuse?
Thinking of this, Feng took a look at the street court, then picked up a ball on the sidelines, and said to Sprewell: "Let's practice separately, after all, if it's a one-on-one match..."

As Feng Yi said, he winked at Sprewell a few times.

"Huh? Hahaha, Feng, look at what you said." Sprewell was embarrassed, but this was not the purpose of bringing Fengyi here.

After a while, the two started practicing one by one.

On this street court, Feng Yi is working hard towards his goal, hoping to realize his dream as soon as possible.

You know, who doesn't want to live a relaxed life, without pressure, and everything is casual, but if you really do that, you will find that the world is against you.

If one day you really feel that you are lighter, it is not because life is getting easier, but because we are getting stronger.

After practicing for most of the afternoon, neither of them felt the slightest bit of fatigue. They simply ate some hot dogs around, took a rest, and then devoted themselves to training again.

At the beginning of this afternoon's training, Sprewell noticed that Feng Yi had been strapped with lead weights on his legs, and the lead weights were obviously much heavier than he had ever seen before.

But the current Feng Yi didn't feel that the lead weight was heavy after experiencing Black's torture, after all, he had already improved to a higher level now.

The two practiced separately until after 16 o'clock in the afternoon, and the number of talents on the street court gradually increased.

At this time, Feng Yi has already completed today's field training goal, and only the training with Black at night is left.

After a while, Feng Yi came to the court to rest, and did not fight with those people anymore.

But Sprewell was still on the court.

Obviously, he was gradually released by the Knicks and wanted to find a place to relax.And this street court happened to be a good choice.

Feng Yi drank the Gatorade he had already bought, and quietly watched Sprewell's shooting and breakthrough off the court. Although it was just a blind shot, it could be seen that his basic skills were much better than before.

When it was a little later, the street lights beside the street court were turned on, and there were more and more people on the court.

After almost all the players who came to play had arrived, everyone began to split the game.

Feng Yi was watching from the sidelines, for this kind of competition, he was very disdainful to participate.

And Sprewell needs this opportunity to relax himself, after all, it's quite cool to abuse food.

Sure enough, after splitting the game and starting to play, Sprewell was extremely ferocious, shooting from inside and outside, omnipotent, leading them to be invincible and unstoppable.

Although there was constant applause off the court, a few people whispered, "This skill is just average, far worse than that of hot sauce."

It's fine to say this casually, but after being heard by Feng, he hurried over and asked, "Who is that hot sauce you just mentioned, is it stronger than that guy in this game?"

When those people looked at Feng Yi, they saw that he had a straight face, red phoenix eyes, moon eyebrows, a flat nose bridge, and an oval face. Even though he had gone through a lot, he did not change his energetic appearance.

In addition, they looked at Feng Yi's unusually developed calves, and they knew that he was extremely good at the game, "If you ask Hot Sauce, he is a rising star in the street court this year, and he is called the street ball emperor. His movements are very gorgeous. The moves are full of imagination, and are admired and imitated by countless people. He likes to name his extraordinary moves, such as hypnotism, boomerang, etc. The origin of his nickname is because he likes to shout sauce! when shooting, so It slowly evolved into his nickname, hot sauce."

Feng Yi fell into deep thought when he heard this, his brows were furrowed for a moment, and after a while, they relaxed again.

People around subconsciously asked: "Dude, don't you really know hot sauce?"

"I..." Feng Yi said and stood up, a little embarrassed.

At this time, a person on the street field blurted out: "Wind, wind, wind one?"

Immediately, everyone in the audience began to discuss.

Feng couldn't hide it when he saw it, and greeted everyone kindly.

However, at this moment, a group of people walked in from outside the street court.

Instantly attracted everyone's attention, they put Feng Yi aside and rushed to meet him.

And in his mouth, he yelled "hot sauce" from time to time!
Could it be...

That guy is hot sauce?
Feng Yi poked his head, looking at the C position among the group of people.

The entry of hot sauce stopped the game that was supposed to be going on.

Seeing such a scene, Sprewell said calmly: "Haha, you are finally here..." After finishing speaking, he looked at Feng Yi.

After Chili Sauce and his team entered the court, under his signal, the game on the street court continued.

At this moment, Feng Yi sat down slowly.

Damn you!
My dignified FMVP is actually not as good as a street player?

As for streetball, I only know Wu You from China and professors from the United States. As for the hot sauce guy, I don’t know much about it at all!

Thinking of this, Feng Yi had a bad premonition, he felt that maybe this was what Sprewell gave him...

Just as Feng Yi was thinking about it, Hot Sauce slowly walked towards him, "Hey, you are Feng Yi, right? How are you? Are you interested in having a fight?"

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