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Chapter 3 Zijin Battle Robe, You Are Ashamed to Wear It!(2/2)

Ingram swallowed silently.

This bald head.

Came here to play ball.

Still want to fight?

The NBA has clear regulations that prohibit fighting, which can range from fines to bans.

Especially within the team.

The Lakers players' fists were clenched silently.

Eyes like daggers!

"What kind of waste are you!"

"I haven't played a single NBA game! I've been lying down for two years!"

"The NBA has the No. 1 pick every year!"

"There are too many useless No. 1 picks in NBA history!"

Nick Young shot back.

Zheng Long nodded when he heard this.

An expression of approval.

"You're right."

Said.

Zheng Long walked to the side of the basketball court and took out a basketball from the basketball hoop.

He patted the floor twice.

Very angry.

"So, a one-on-one challenge?"

"If you lose to me."

"Are you worse than useless?"

crazy!

This guy is completely crazy!

Ingram already regrets that it would have been better if he had entered the arena later.

He would not stand silently behind Zheng Long.

Don't dare to move.

Rookies who join the team will compete in a one-on-one competition.

Improve your status quickly.

It's everywhere.

But in such a provocative way.

First time I heard of it!

"Boys, calm down."

"Basketball is a team game."

"Single combat doesn't mean anything."

Just when the situation was about to break out.

Another person entered the arena.

Everyone looked at it.

Zheng Long quickly recognized him.

Luke Walton.

The head coach of the Lakers in the new season.

One of the former champion members of the Lakers.

The other Lakers players are also aware of the new head coach, and today is their first meeting.

Nick Young obviously didn't take Walton seriously.

His eyes quickly returned to Zheng Long's face.

"Come on, let's challenge each other."

"Let me teach you how to behave."

Nick Young has absolute confidence in his one-on-one skills.

Nick Young's style of play itself has the attributes of street ball.

On a personal technical level.

To some extent.

Today's Lakers.

I can't find another player who says he can definitely beat him in a one-on-one match.

"A bet?"

Zheng Long also chose to ignore Wharton.

This young coach.

It’s not yet time to deserve your own respect.

and.

This one-on-one challenge can quickly build a certain momentum within the Lakers team.

"you say!"

"Start."

"Um?"

"Just bet on starting the game. If you lose, you will be my substitute in the new season!"

Zheng Long knew.

After Louis Williams left.

In the new season, Nick Young will steadily start at the shooting guard position.

Nick Young laughed in anger.

"You're such a bastard rookie, you're still trying to compete with me in the starting lineup before your butt is even warmed up?"

Being left alone by the two of them, Wharton patted his head with a headache.

Before coming here, I heard some about the situation within the Lakers team.

But I didn't expect it to be so difficult to manage.

"Hey, you two, maybe I have the final say on rotation?"

At this time, Ingram silently walked behind the Lakers players who were watching the show.

Like a transparent person.

Another transparent person.

It’s Wharton.

Zheng Long and Nick Young already had the ball and passed Walton.

Arriving at the half-court position.

Beep----

Walton suddenly appeared on the sidelines with a whistle in his mouth.

"Then I will be the referee. At 11 points, the goal scorer attacks continuously, and the ball is exchanged if no goal is scored."

The 11-point ball is one of the most commonly used heads-up methods in American streetball. 2 points counts as 1 point, and 3 points counts as 2 points.

If you can't beat it, join.

If you can't control it, just follow it.

On the field.

The two of them were already doing simple warm-up exercises.

Sparks flew.
Chapter completed!
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