NBA: You said you would give up, and now you’ve won three consecutive championships?

Five fifty-nine, on the second floor of the Lakers arena, in the physical examination room.

There are almost the most professional physical examination machines in the world here. In order to keep an eye on the players' condition, the Lakers owner has put a lot of effort into it.

Phil Handy arrived at the scene early and checked the status of the players present with the notebook in his hand.

Today's physical examination was mainly to test the rookies' condition and the physical condition of the players who will participate in the upcoming summer league, so players such as Nick Young were not present.

"Well, Brandon Ingram, Julius Randle, Jordan Clarke, Anthony Brown, Jordan Fells, Larry Nance..."

After checking one by one, Phil Handy seemed to have come to the conclusion as prepared: Li Feng did not come.

This brat... is really unreliable.

He raised his wrist to check the time. It was exactly six o'clock. The agreed time had arrived. It was his own problem if he didn't come.

Just as Phil Handy was about to start, Li Feng walked in from outside the door in time.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to have just finished eating in the cafeteria, and was holding a piece of fruit cut after the meal in his hand.

He ate for over an hour? Could this kid be a hidden glutton?

To be honest, this is the first time in all these years that he is worried about the Lakers being bankrupt.

Even when O'Neal was on the Lakers, he was not worried!

The key point is, if you eat like this, aren’t you afraid of turning yourself into a ball?

Forget it, I'll check my body fat percentage during the physical test later. As long as I'm healthy, I don't care.

"Are you here? Go line up, we'll start the test right away." Phil Handy instructed.

"it is good."

Li Feng burped lightly and walked towards the back of the gathered crowd.

At this moment, a system reminder sound came to Li Feng's ears:

[Congratulations to the host for nearly killing himself by overeating. Constitution +2, Speed ​​+2, Digestion Ability +2, Body Fat -2.]

[System reminder: This system is a reverse point allocation system. It is not intended to encourage you to overestimate your own abilities and commit suicide. Please act within your capabilities. Thank you.]

Ignoring the system's complaints, Li Feng touched his belly and vaguely found that his abdominal muscles seemed to be more obvious.

Well... my hard work has paid off.

At this moment, he concentrated his attention slightly, and then a huge blue system panel appeared in front of him.

"System, open personal data."

[Updating host information panel...]

【Loading completed.】

[Host: Li Feng]

[Height: 194.6 cm]

[Weight: 97 kg]

【Arm span: 206 cm】

Body fat percentage: 7.3%

[Bounce: 973 Attribute Points] (82 cm on the spot)

[Speed: 982 attribute points] (10.8 meters in seconds)

[Strength: 1032 attribute points] (Bench press 165KG)

[Projection: 1072 Attribute Points] (Master Level)

[Ball Control: 1011 Attribute Points] (Master Level)

……

There are many miscellaneous attributes, including data on lifespan, but he is usually too lazy to look at them.

This kind of meaningless data is called water word count in novels, and readers will be whipped with a whip.

This is roughly the details of his data.

Thanks to my recent efforts, my body fat percentage has dropped a bit, which is pretty good.

You should know that maintaining low body fat is very difficult. Most bodybuilders can only keep their body fat between 10-15% on a daily basis.

Of course, there are rumors that the former boss Joe was able to maintain a body fat percentage of around 5% all year round.

Uh... no matter what others think, Li Feng thinks it's a bit outrageous.

On the court, Phil Handy began to measure everyone's basic data of height, weight and arm span in order.

There were no surprises or unexpected events in this section, and most people's data was no different from the records.

Ingram's static talent is indeed worthy of the title of second pick.

He is only two meters and one centimeters tall, but has an arm span of two meters and two centimeters!

He believes that these long arms will definitely bring him huge advantages on both offense and defense in the future.

This is talent, it cannot be envied.

If you take this data alone, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's half a model.

"The test is good. Go over there and wait for the height test." Phil Handy smiled at him, his smile full of eager expectations for the younger generation.

Brandon Ingram was in a good mood when he heard this. He nodded and went to prepare for the next warm-up activities.

The test went smoothly.

However, when the test came to Li Feng.

Phil Handy was stunned.

He looked at the string of numbers on the display and hesitated for a long time:

"Body fat percentage... 7.3%? Your body fat percentage was 8.6% a month ago."

The body fat percentage is around 7%, which is the lowest in the team!

The key point is, this kid eats so much every day, how come he is still losing weight?

Is this justified? !

Li Feng smiled, then explained nonchalantly:

"Because I've been focusing on my body shape lately, and our team's diet is very healthy, all of it is fat-reducing."

"????"

Phil Handy was stunned.

Body management?

Fat-reducing meal?

Are you fucking serious!?

If I hadn't seen you eating four servings of rice every day, I would have almost fucking believed it!

Even if you eat konjac flour, it won’t stop you from eating too much, right?!

Phil Handy held his forehead, he really didn't like Sister Li.

This kid Li Feng is a bit weird...

But the facts are here. This is the most advanced body fat tester on the market, with a test error of no more than 0.2 percent.

So he shook his head helplessly:

"Okay, you should also prepare for the height test."

"okay."

When everyone finished the test, Phil Handy led everyone to the elevated testing area.

For the height test, the traditional one is the best.

Phil Handy tested the standing reach and the running reach.

Everyone's reach data is average, but Ingram's standing reach data is a terrifying 278 cm!

As for the running-up high jump, it also reached 363 cm!

After seeing this data, several people around couldn't help but sigh.

"Damn, it's so high?"

"As expected of the second overall pick, this is talent."

"Damn, this is so cool, I really wish I had your talent."

Li Feng, who was standing by, couldn't help but nod after hearing this.

Even though it cannot be said to be a historical level of talent, it can indeed be ranked among the top small forwards in the NBA.

Ingram does have potential, otherwise he would not have been called the bankrupt version of Durant.

When it was Li Feng's turn to take the test, Ingram looked at him meaningfully.

Outside the testing site, Luke Walton eventually followed out of curiosity.

He couldn't wait to know how capable Li Feng was after defeating this year's top draft pick on the baseball field!

"Come on...don't let me down."