Reborn NBA's Strongest Talent

Chapter 30 30. The Strange Challenger

Richard was sweating profusely, and gradually entered the state. The voices of the children discussing behind him seemed to have stopped, and they would no longer enter the ears.

There is only the basketball and the basket in front of me, and the feeling of exerting force under my feet and hands.

This feeling is getting clearer and closer, it is right in front of you, you can grab it with your hand.

Richard felt that as long as he continued to stretch out his hand, he would be able to grasp this feeling, and with this feeling, he would be reborn and his technical movements would go further.

The feeling of tension and excitement is so clear!
"Crack!" The basketball fell into the basket and was caught under the net, Richard's rhythm was interrupted.

That sense of breakthrough was also interrupted.

I squeezed my eyes, when a person stood under the basket.

No, more than one, there are more voices walking behind.

"Can't you hear me talking to you?" came a distraught voice.

Richard turned around and saw a tall young man with a strong body, wearing a thick leather jacket, the tattoo on his arm was faintly exposed, and he was in his early twenties just like himself.

Followed by four or five young guys of about the same age.

Looking around, the middle school students also came back, standing in front of the children, blocking the group of children.

"Are you talking to me? I didn't notice when I was practicing." This group of people in front of them is not easy to mess with. The important thing is that the team is not allowed to make trouble outside.

"Practice? Hahaha..." The few people standing behind laughed and leaned forward, "Just your step back?"

"Like shit!" One of the guys with dyed red hair suddenly changed his face, viciously.

The others laughed even louder.

"Who allowed you to come here to play?" The leading man didn't smile, he waved his hand to make the others stop laughing, and asked in a serious voice.

Richard is very strange. When Tom brought him here, he didn't mention that there are punks here. "Isn't it free here?"

"Free? Hahaha..." This group of young people laughed again.

Laughing makes people feel numb, these little gangsters just like to play tricks and make you lose your defense first.

"There is no charge here, and not everyone can come to play." The red hair who spoke just now stuck his head out, bared his teeth, and pointed his fingers at the ground several times.

Means to collect protection fee?
Richard scanned the circle again. The strongest of the six people is the leather jacket. Although he is not very strong, but his height has increased to 198 kg at 90, it is no problem to hit two or three.

They should not fail to assess the situation.

But he was still threatening himself, with nothing to fear.Then you can only bring the guy.

It is impossible to give money, and I have to save it to buy training points.

Thinking of this, Richard turned around and asked the person under the basket for the ball, "If I can't hit it, I won't hit it. Give me the ball back and I'll go."

"Boss, Spalding!" The people under the basket pointed at the basketball excitedly, and turned the logo of the ball to show their boss.

The leather jacket moved suddenly, and the flesh on his face twitched involuntarily, "What?"

"You can leave! The ball...the ball is left behind!" Hongmao was too excited to speak.

"Why?" Richard stole the ball from Tom last time, and he hasn't registered to lend it out yet. Although a ball is not worth much in the eyes of the team and players, it is still quite expensive for low-level employees like Tom.

"You...you don't deserve it! Look at your crappy step-back shot, how can you use such a good ball." Hongmao blushed before thinking of an even worse reason.

Originally, Richard didn't want to get entangled, but Hongmao even commented on his own skills, so this ball can't be given to you.

Li Chade, with a serious face, strode to the basket. The huge height difference and the murderous Richard put a lot of pressure on the little gangster, and he stood still and did not dare to move.

Richard grabbed the basketball in his hand, then picked up the bag on the ground, turned and left.

"Stop! You...you have to keep this ball....it's your entry fee!" The red-haired man stood in front of Richard and stopped him.

"Isn't it free here?" Richard was already getting a little angry.

"Boss!" Hong Mao faced Richard directly, and shouted with some guilt.

"You! Fight me one-on-one. If you lose, you will keep the ball, and you will not be allowed to play here in the future!" The leather jacket walked up with arms folded.

"Then what if I win?" Richard is also an angry person, and he has lost his mind when he is repeatedly provoked.

It's too annoying to be pestered by these little bastards all the time. Even if you really want to fight, teach them a lesson in basketball first. In addition, Richard also wants to have someone to accompany him to practice with, and he can use it as a stake.

"Hahaha..." The gangsters behind laughed loudly, but it sounded a bit deliberate.

"Win? Just... just rely on your step back? I'm pooh!" Hongmao let out a trembling pooh.

"That's right! Just take a step back." Richard's strong self-confidence burst out. If a few streetball hooligans can't handle it, how can they play in the NBA.

"If you win, you can come here to play anytime in the future, and I will cover you!" The leather jacket spoke aggressively, but he didn't know what ability he had.

But Richard thought it was funny, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter, "I don't want your cover, except you can come to play, just promise me one thing."

Generally speaking, it is not easy to agree to such a thing as a debt of favor, but facing a basketball of several hundred meters, it seems that the stakes are relatively equal, and the leather jacket thought for a while before agreeing.

"11 points, no rebounds, two goals switched sides. I'll attack first!" Leather Jacket really thought, not only avoiding Richard's height advantage, but also wanting to take the lead.

"I'm surrounded by so many of you, don't I dare to attack first?" Richard is not afraid of the opponent's first attack, but the effect of dismounting will be better.

With such a general as Richard, the leather jacket can't get off the stage, and Richard even tossed the basketball in his hand.

"Yes!" In the end, Leather Jacket still chose to believe that he was stronger, "Give me a try with the ball."

Richard smiled and passed the ball to the opponent.

The leather jacket took the ball, turned it around, squeezed it hard, patted the ground again, and passed the ball back to Richard.

The two came to the center of the court and stood up.

Richard once again carefully looked at the opponent in front of him.

He is about 185cm tall, less than a head shorter than himself, and has a relatively strong body. He probably weighs about the same as himself. From the muscles in his arms, he can see that he is not weak. Now he is only wearing a vest and jeans, and his tattoos on his arms are all exposed.

"Let's kick off." It's almost winter in November, and the big flowered arms that took off the leather jacket are probably a bit cold.

When Richard served the ball, he didn't use a surprise attack method, and slowly dribbled the ball.

The big flower arms spread their hands, the arms are quite long, and the physical talent is good.

It's a pity that there is no professional training.

After dribbling the ball a few times, Richard accelerated directly, and his big flower arm moved laterally to catch up with Richard's footsteps in a blink of an eye.

The horizontal footsteps are really good, and the action is not affected by the jeans. It seems that I am used to wearing jeans to play.

But speed alone is not enough, Richard has already made up his mind to use a backward step to defeat him.

Just after taking three steps forward, when he came to a point inside the free throw line, Richard took a step, retracted the steps he took, took a step back, and took off with the ball. The big flower arm moved laterally too far due to inertia.

Richard easily hit a jumper and smiled slightly.

Dahuayi frowned, and let out a mouthful of snort, "Hmph!"

Seeing that the boss was easily passed by, the punks watching the game below were speechless and could only stare blankly.

Richard served the ball again, cross-stepping and dribbling the ball.

The big flower arm still stretches its upper body steadily to defend, and takes small steps with its feet to ensure that its activation will not be affected.

Richard once again accelerated his breakthrough, and sure enough, the big flower arm reacted faster than the previous ball, and moved faster laterally.

Similarly, Richard stopped near the free throw line and took a step back.

The big flower arm reacted quickly this time, and stopped his steps in time, and then rushed forward.

Worried that he would be sent flying, Dahua Arm just stretched out his hand high to interfere.

However, Richard didn't make more fake moves, and shot against the defense, relying on his height advantage, to make a tough shot.

The big flower arm didn't defend, but the ball still scored.

Richard led 4:0.

The big flower arm was a little annoyed, both goals were scored cleanly, but he seemed to have done nothing, and the defense was regarded as empty.

"Boss, come on!" Hongmao suddenly shouted.

"Shut up!" Da Huayi turned around and roared angrily, and all the punks hurriedly covered their mouths to dare not speak out.

"Are you only going to take a step back?" Big Flower Arm turned to Richard again.

"I said I'd beat you with a backward step." Richard replied flatly, "It's your turn to serve."

Dahuabi gritted his teeth tightly and squeezed out a sentence, "Since this is the case, then you will regret it later."

The big flower arm started to dribble, and all kinds of fancy moves came together, such as continuous crotch, back dribble, and extremely coquettish one-arm support, feet turning around in circles.

The children onlookers were attracted by these actions and cheered.

But the gangsters were afraid to speak out because the boss hadn't lifted the ban, and it was really hard to hold back.

There was no disturbance in Richard's heart, and his body remained motionless.

If you might still be attracted to such streetball moves in your previous life, I sincerely praise you for being handsome.

But after professional training, Richard can only give two words when he sees this kind of action: flashy.

It’s too much of a waste of energy, and the bigger the movement, the more demanding the control of the ball. In order to complete many difficult movements, the trajectory of the ball is actually going straight up and down. If you really want to make a shot, you can steal it in one go.

But Richard still decided to let him play handsome first.

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