"Hey, Mr. Jordan, we meet again." When he entered, the other three people had already arrived, so he greeted them first.
"Old K, your team is finished." Jordan said with a solemn expression.
Although the Suns lost two of their main players, the reinforcements of his own team failed to start smoothly, so he was not in a good mood.
"That's a matter for the management. It all depends on the opportunity. We just have to play hard." Lao Wang said with a smile.
Jordan also nodded. He has been like this since he entered the league. He has been waiting in the previous seasons, waiting throughout the 1980s, and also waiting after entering his peak period. The construction of a team is a long wait. In the end
Only when everything works together will there be a chance of harvest.
"Hey, Shaq, there are media reports that you are going to train more this offseason? Are you going to train your appetite to make it bigger?" Lao Wang asked.
"Nonsense, I'm going to lose weight. I want to lose fat and gain muscle. Six kilograms. I want to lose six kilograms of fat and turn them into muscles. I want to fly and play ball on your head." O'Neal said.
Lao Wang laughed and took it as a joke.
But if O'Neal really does it, it will be an even more terrifying beast that can pose a great threat to him.
"Hey, Mr. Ewing." Lao Wang greeted Ewing again.
There is a conflict between the two parties, but that was already in the rookie season. More than two years have passed, and the conflict has long since faded away.
"Hello, old K."
Ewing nodded and suddenly asked: "When will your K-Martial Arts New York branch open?"
"The second of next month."
Lao Wang replied and asked: "What, you want to join?"
Jordan and Ewing are old friends, and their feud started in the NCAA.
In 1982, North Carolina, led by Jordan, defeated Georgetown University, led by Ewing, to win the championship in the finals. Jordan even completed a buzzer-beater.
However, he had a very good relationship with Ewing. Like Barkley, when he heard Ewing asking about K martial arts, he immediately thought of Ewing's injury and said, "Patrick, you can try it. Charles said it's good."
Ewing asked: "What about you?"
Jordan shook his head and said: "I only use medicated baths now. It doesn't last long, and there is no obvious effect. However, every time I use it, the recovery speed from fatigue after training will be faster, and it does have some effect on the recovery of physical fitness."
At this point, he said to Lao Wang dissatisfied: "Old K, when will the massage therapist I want arrive? You just opened a branch in Los Angeles, why don't you assign someone to me?"
"Come on, I've transferred a group of brothers from China. They will arrive in Los Angeles today and New York tomorrow. I will make arrangements for you. Your agent should receive a notification immediately." Lao Wang explained.
"I don't have any plans either, don't forget me." O'Neal shouted quickly.
"Don't worry, as long as you apply, it will be arranged this time. There will be people coming later. Don't worry, there are not many others in our country, and there are enough people to take care of it. One person can be matched with ten, as long as you are willing to pay." Lao Wang said with a smile.
At this time, Ewing expressed that he also wanted to join the K martial arts gym. Lao Wang asked him to go to the branch gym on the 2nd to go through the formalities and join in the fun.
When the time came, the four of them followed the official staff to the stadium.
When he went out, Jordan instinctively wanted to walk in front, but Lao Wang strode past him. He quickly jogged two steps and passed him again.
"What are you doing?" Lao Wang said unhappily.
"Boy, do you know how to respect your elders? Don't walk in front of your seniors. This is the most basic etiquette." Jordan shook his head and said.
"Old guy, then walk faster and don't block my way. Hurry up, faster, don't you hear me? Hurry up, you're walking too slow..." Lao Wang strode after him,
And kept urging.
"You damn boy!"
Jordan was forced to jog a few steps ahead. He felt it was really outrageous and got out of the way with a headache.
"hey-hey……"
Lao Wang walked at the front with satisfaction.
"These two guys fight from the finals to the end of the court, and it's not over!"
"They have to be the first to walk. I really obeyed them."
Behind him, O'Neal, Ewing, and several staff members looked at each other in confusion.
…
At Madison Square Garden, sixty or seventy of the most talented young people are gathering together. Almost all the general managers of the teams are here, and many media are also present.
"God, I finally saw Jordan. I fell in love with basketball because of him."
"I fell in love with basketball because of money."
"Oh, Lao K, the founder of the Behemoth style, I really can't imagine what it will be like to face him in the future? His back attack is too terrifying!"
"O'Neal is getting fatter and fatter. He is so fat, but why is he as flexible as a shark?"
"King Kong still looks so ugly and cold, why doesn't he talk to us?"
The four people arrived at the scene and began to greet the young people, causing a group of young people to shout and yell.
"Oh, old K, this guy, I want to dominate the villain list like him in the future." Rasheed Wallace said with envy.
"Wow, Mr. Averaged 50 points per game in the Finals, I want to be like him in the future." Kevin Garnett next to him said excitedly.
"You? You're a high school student, so go ahead and suck your pacifier. The NBA is our adult world." Rasheed Wallace said disdainfully.
"What did you say?"
Kevin Garnett stared. He can't be killed. Kevin Garnett, the No. 1 high school student in the United States, will become an iron-blooded king like Old K in the future. Am I just a pacifier?
"What, you don't accept it?" Rasheed Wallace roared.
"So what if you don't accept it? Do you dare to take action?"
Kevin Garnett's face twitched, he puffed out his chest in dissatisfaction, shouted, and took a step back.
"Two idiots!"
There were several younger people standing behind, and one of them, a black-haired boy with a shaggy head, shouted disdainfully.
This young man's name is Kobe Bryant. He is a high school student like Kevin Garnett. He is a man who is not afraid of anything and is very competitive.
"That's right." Marbury next to him echoed.
Almost all of them are people who will participate in the draft next year, including Iverson, Ray Allen, Camby, Jermaine O'Neal, Nash, etc.
The quarrel between Kevin Garnett and Rasheed Wallace attracted the attention of the scene, and Wang Tiejun and Jordan also looked over.
"Hey, Rasheed, what are you talking about?" Jordan came over and asked.
He knew Rasheed Wallace, his younger brother at North Carolina, who was very famous at his alma mater, and he himself went back to his alma mater to watch Wallace play.
"No, it's nothing."
Rasheed Wallace hesitated, and immediately put away his fiery temper when faced with Jordan, a god-like alumnus.
Kevin Garnett's performance was also mediocre, he was hesitant and unable to speak a complete sentence.
"If you have any objections, just challenge each other, and we can enjoy the fun." Lao Wang said with a smile.
"Old K, can you teach us the technique of low post shooting?"
Rasheed Wallace was very courageous. He wanted to learn Lao Wang’s most critical core skills when he came up. As soon as he said what he said, Lao Wang had to admire his thick skin. Such a person should have a bright future, and no one wants it.
If you have a good face, you will be invincible in the world.
Others immediately looked over, including Jordan and the others.
The league is now customizing rules to restrict Old K. What is the most powerful thing about Old K is of course his back-up technique, that magical power-generating technique. Most people here want to learn that technique, including Jordan.
and O'Neill.
Lao Wang chuckled and said, "Do you all want to learn?"
"think."
Except for a fast little point guard like Iverson, the back-up technique was of no use to them. The other young people immediately started shouting, including Kobe and Marbury.
Jordan, O'Neal, and Ewing were surprised. Is Mr. K really willing to teach? Then they should pay attention. This is a rare opportunity to steal the teacher.
The media reporters at the scene also became excited, and their cameras focused on Lao Wang.
At this time, Lao Wang chuckled and said: "The most critical technique in my back fight is the technique of exerting force, and the technique of exerting force comes from the traditional martial arts of China. Traditional martial arts is the culture accumulated by our country for thousands of years. What do you think?
It’s not impossible to learn, you have to worship the master.
Note, I am the teacher’s teacher and my father’s father. It is said that once you are a teacher, you will always be a father. You have to worship me as your master. From now on... haha... in front of you, I am your father."
"What a bastard!"
Jordan heard clearly and cursed angrily: "If you don't teach, you won't teach. If you dare to play tricks on us, you should go up and beat him up."
"Uh-huh!"
O'Neal and Ewing nodded at the same time.
"cut!"
A large group of young people who wanted to learn the back-fighting technique were immediately chilled. Who could bear the thought of having to recognize a father to learn this technique?
"mean!"
Kobe muttered dissatisfiedly and said angrily: "When I enter the league in the future, I will beat him up."
"I'm going to break his ankles." Next to him, Marbury also said dissatisfiedly.
The voices of these two boys were not quiet. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, so they did not hold back their words.
"Hey, you two come out, I want to see why you have such confidence, based on your talent?" Lao Wang heard this and raised his fingers at the two of them.
The two looked at each other and stood up in unison.
"And me."
Allen Iverson, who had been silent until now, also stood up.
Lao Wang looked at the three of them and said to Iverson, who finally stood up: "Allen Iverson, I know your name. It's none of your business. Why are you standing up? You want to beat me up too?"
"My idol is Michael, I grew up watching him play."
Iverson glanced at Jordan next to Wang and said: "The Suns defeated the Bulls twice in the Finals, but I don't believe you. You only relied on the lineup to win him. In terms of personal ability..."
At this point, he, who was not good at talking in the first place, couldn't continue.
Although he was dissatisfied with Lao Wang, he didn't want to lie, because Lao K's data was there, averaging 50 points per game in the finals. He couldn't say that Lao K was inferior to Jordan in terms of personal strength.
Lao Wang smiled. He was not interested in arguing with a bunch of kids about who was better between him and Jordan. Everyone was in different positions, and there was no comparison in terms of personal abilities.
"What about you, boy, what's your name, and why do you want to break my ankle? Is it because I don't teach you back-up skills?" He stretched his chin towards Marbury.
"My name is Stephon Marbury, a New Yorker from Brooklyn, just in the neighborhood next to Chinatown in Manhattan."
Marbury's eyes flashed with rebelliousness. After explaining his identity, he frowned and said: "For no reason, challenging the seniors is what we juniors should do. Otherwise, will we have a chance to succeed?"
?”
These words are too straightforward, they are simply saying, Hey, old K, I am going to step on you to get the upper hand.
"Stephen, well said."
Many young people cheered loudly.
Marbury smiled proudly at everyone.
Lao Wang was startled. What he said was that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach. I am only 22 years old, am I close to being photographed to death on the beach?
"And you?"
He raised his chin at Kobe again. Seeing that the kid's mouth didn't even have any hair, he asked, "What's your name? How old are you? Have you graduated from junior high school? You're not still wearing diapers, are you?"
"Ha ha……"
There was loud laughter at the scene, and Jordan and others couldn't help but laugh.
"Who is wearing diapers? My name is Kobe, Kobe Bryant..."
Kobe jumped up with anger. There were a lot of media here. He became a little anxious and shouted loudly: "I will be 17 years old soon and have finished my senior year of high school. I plan to participate in next year's draft after my senior year of high school.
"
"Oh, then you are 16 years old now, and you are not yet an adult. You kid, you want to beat me up while wearing a diaper? Sure enough, you can't mess with people who wear diapers." Lao Wang said with a smile.
Being called for diapers again and again, Kobe was so angry that his face turned red, he jumped up and down, and immediately shouted that he would challenge Lao Wang to a duel.
Lao Wang laughed loudly and said, "You'd better go one-on-one with Jordan and beat him, you can do it."
Kobe's eyes lit up. Jordan was his idol. The feeling of beating his idol was so exciting that he was so excited that his adrenaline shot through the roof.
Unexpectedly, Jordan glared at Lao Wang with disgust and said: "They are causing trouble for you, why should I settle it for you?"
After a few verbal exchanges, Jordan finally got off the court and started playing with these young people.
"I'll go first." Kobe shouted excitedly.
"Come on, kid, use all your abilities." One step behind the three-point line, Jordan leaned down and stared at Kobe with his sharp eyes.
Being stared at by those eyes, Kobe couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Kill him, Kobe, beat him, and you will be the No. 1 pick next year." Lao Wang shouted from the side.
Kobe really believed it, he was so excited that his eyebrows jumped up.
"Crack!"
At this moment, Jordan stepped forward, reached out with his arm, and stole the ball from Kobe.
"Haha..." Lao Wang and others laughed.
"..."
Kobe was confused, where is my ball?
"Diaper, you are still too tender now. I can squeeze out your water easily." Jordan made a grabbing motion and quoted the nickname given to Kobe by Lao Wang.
Kobe's face turned red and he said unconvinced: "Come again, I didn't pay attention just now."
"Kobe, if you lose, you lose. Don't make excuses, because in the game, there are only wins and losses." Lao Wang said in a lecturing tone.
"It's only one goal, I haven't lost yet." Kobe said still unconvinced.
"It's my turn now." Jordan nodded and walked outside the three-point line.
"bring it on."
Kobe walked to the opposite side of Jordan, leaned down, and prepared to defend.
Jordan smiled, turned around, and started to hit Kobe with his back. Without even dribbling the ball, he suddenly turned around and shot a fadeaway jumper. Kobe only had time to extend his hand, but had no chance to jump up and block the shot.
"brush!"
The ball goes through the basket and goes down.
"Little guy, my grandma moves faster than you." Jordan joked.
"Come again."
Kobe became more persistent and competitive, waving to Jordan and shouting.
However, he met a Jordan who was more persistent and more competitive than him. Jordan had just lost the finals and was very angry. Facing Kobe, a little guy who was not even a rookie, he didn't hold back at all.
After being singled out for the first time, Kobe was completely blown away.
"Let me do it." Marbury said eagerly.
However, the result of his playing was the same. Jordan was now at his peak. Playing with him was as easy as playing with Kobe. After a few balls, he was also completely bruised.
"One more, this is the last one." Jordan raised his left index finger and shouted while holding the ball.
"I'll do it."
"I."
Almost all young people raised their hands.
Any one of them is a genius that the United States is paying attention to. Even if they face Jordan, they are full of confidence. Although Jordan defeated Marbury and Kobe, it does not prevent them from wanting to defeat Jordan. Now there is only one chance, so
Everyone wants to go up and challenge Jordan.
"Iverson, come on." It was not Jordan who spoke, but Lao Wang.
This young man, who was almost the shortest in the audience, was a little shorter than the 16-year-old Kobe Bryant, but he looked the most arrogant. He wanted to see what arrogance this young man had.
"I want to challenge you and beat you to death."
Little did I know that Iverson said something that almost made Lao Wang angry to death.
"I want it too." Kobe stood up again.
Marbury didn't stand up this time. He had just been abused by Jordan and his confidence was still recovering.
"These rookies who haven't even grown their hair yet are quite crazy!" Lao Wang cursed secretly and stretched out his hand towards Jordan.
"Crack!"
Jordan shook one hand and gave him the ball. He caught the ball in his hand, hooked his fingers at Iverson and said, "Come on."
He said and threw the ball over.
Iverson caught the ball in his hand and a light flashed in his eyes.
