"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

The sound of violent collision between muscles echoed throughout the stadium.

Francis felt that he couldn't stand it any longer. He never expected that his opponent would be so unwilling to Bi Lian.

I sat on my butt for the whole time and it hurt me!

At this time, the score on the court had become 9 to 3.

Ever since Li Ang got the basketball, he has been playing with his back from outside the three-point line to the three-second zone, and then used his height and wingspan to make strong plays, and the cycle continues endlessly.

There is no ornamentation, there is not too much technical content, and some just rely on strength and height to survive the whole process.

Francis was beaten to the point where he had no gaming experience. He could only suffer but could not attack throughout the whole process.

At this time, he wanted to shout to Li Ang: "Give me the ball, my grandmother told me to go home for dinner!"

Li Ang: Haha.

Do you think I enjoy it? My butt is numb!

But there is no way, who makes himself lack of offensive means now?

This duel also made Li Ang discover many of the problems he currently has.

He must develop some new offensive methods.

It's just that because there is currently no shooting or ball control, it is difficult for Li Ang to make a breakthrough in independent offense.

If he wants to increase his offensive methods, he must learn from Rainman Kemp and Master Huo.

Without the ball, he relies on his strong athletic ability to bomb the basket.

However, this can only be practiced in 5-on-5 games.

There was no one to pass the ball to in 1 on 1, so Li Ang could only work hard.

Finally, this time when Li Ang pushed Fu Boss to the basket, Fu Boss looked exhausted and drained.

So, Li Ang easily put the ball in the basket, winning the game 10-3!

This battle boosted Li Ang's confidence.

Can you believe that I won the second place in 1999 in a duel? And I didn’t win with any fighting moves!

Well, it seems there is nothing to be complacent about.

In Li Ang's previous life, Beasley often abused Du Xiaoshuai in duels.

However, there are no eggs.

Du Xiaoshuai was still dreaming at the time that it would be great if the SuperSonics could draft Beasley.

Who knew that he would choose a man that he could never defeat in his life.

Francis was sweating profusely and panting.

He glanced at Li Ang and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't.

Boss Fu originally wanted to complain about Ang Lee being so shameless, but he only used one move in the whole process.

But they did win the game in a serious way, which can only be said to be a reasonable use of the body.

If you keep complaining, you will act as if you can't afford to lose.

"Hey, what's your name?" So, after losing, Boss Fu began to change the subject.

"Leon."

"You do have two skills. I didn't hear about you last season."

"Oh, I just entered school a few days ago."

"Ah this..."

This time, Francis became even more autistic.

If word gets out that my famous self-disciplined version of Allen Iverson is defeated by a high school graduate, will he still be able to get away with it?

"Hey, today's duel is a secret that the two of us cannot tell."

"Then it depends on what you treat me to for lunch? By the way, why did you come to Cleveland?"

Li Ang found it a bit strange. As an "Encyclopedia of NBA Players" in his previous life, he knew that the sophomore Florida had indeed transferred schools once, from San Jacinto Community College to Alleglen Community College, which was closer to his hometown of Maryland.

But no matter how hard I turned, I couldn't reach Cleveland.

"Don't you know yet? In a few days, our school will play a warm-up match with you, so we came here a few days in advance.

Damn, I thought it would be easy, but then I met you. I can tell you, I will not lose in a formal competition."

"Friendly match? That's it. Don't worry, I won't press your head in the friendly match. Let's go then, I'm hungry."

Neither of them were familiar with Cleveland, so they found a restaurant near the school and sat down.

Li Ang picked up the menu and was about to order, but at some point Francis had already approached Li Ang.

"Uh... Steve, I feel uncomfortable when you are so close to me..."

"Well, Li, I don't mean anything else. But as athletes, right, we can't overeat!

As someone who has been there, I have to remind you that you must strictly control your eating. Really, only with self-discipline can you be happy.

So, don’t order too much!”

Good guy, this is the first time Li Ang has seen someone who talks about being reluctant to spend money in such a refreshing and refined way.

You still have the nerve to say that I don’t want Bilian, we are evenly matched!

"Oh, then I can eat whatever you want, right?" Li Ang looked at poor Francis and was too embarrassed to order.

Are you still the boss who gave the entire team a luxury watch without batting an eyelid?

Is he still the same old man who drives a Mercedes and wears a mink?

"Then we just need two secret hamburgers." Francis was relieved and ordered the meal to the waitress.

"Would you like a Coke? Where's the coffee?" the waitress asked again.

"No! Uh... I mean, it's not good for us athletes to drink that stuff, hehe, you think so, right?"

“It’s free~”

"Then... then two cups of Coke! Li, don't be polite to me. It's okay to drink occasionally!"

Li Ang:......

Forget it, forget it, Qiong Bip won’t embarrass Qiong Bip.

While waiting for the food to be served, the two chatted again and again.

"This is my first time seeing an Asian face in the NJCAA arena. Where are you from?"

"It's from my Rabbit family."

"China? It's so interesting. I thought you only played table tennis. You are very strong. I think you have a chance to play in the NBA.

I really don’t know what it’s like to be teammates with Chinese people, it must be very fresh.”

"Don't worry, you will know."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"Nothing, nothing."

While chatting, two secret hamburgers were served.

I don’t know if it’s secretly made by Li Ang, but it’s really small.

He was really tired from fighting all morning, so Li Ang picked up the burger and swallowed it.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "By the way, Steve, tell me about NJCAA? I don't know much about this league. You have played for a year, so you should be very experienced, right?" while eating

, Li Ang also chatted about business with Boss Fu.

When Boss Fu saw that Li Ang was actually asking him for advice, he immediately assumed a posture of guiding his senior.

"Ahem, let me introduce NJCAA. It is actually similar to NCAA. It is divided into three levels. The teams you and I are in are the first league with the highest level.

At the beginning, you will play in your own minor league, a total of 34 games. After the game, there will be no playoffs, and the top players will be directly selected to enter the national championship!

Of course, the championship is not as large as the NCAA's 64 teams, but only 48 teams participating.

Last season, I led the team to 36 wins and 1..."

"Oh, I got it." Francis was just about to show off his achievements when he was ruthlessly interrupted by Li Ang.

"I...ahem, don't you think that my strength is better than that of many njcaa players?" Francis still doesn't believe it. Today he has to pretend to be in front of Li Ang!

"Think? Don't think so, I'm sure you have the ability to play in the NCAA Division I league." Li Ang replied, which made Francis feel very good.

You’re not that annoying, kid! You’re a good judge of people!

That's right, you and me are so awesome, hahahaha.
To be continued...