NBA bad guys

Chapter 15 The rising villain

[Bad value from Bowen +5]

Wu Liang was slightly startled. It was Peyton who scolded you just now. Why are you putting your negative emotions on me?
As everyone knows, when Wu Liang went over to talk to Payton about a substitution duel, Bowen watched from a distance and mistakenly thought that Wu Liang was talking about his special skills.

Therefore, Bowen's anger was directly attributed to Wu Liang.

Wu Liang doesn't care about that much. What he wants is promotion, not good popularity.

Payton leisurely returned to the sideline with his hands behind his back, took a sip of juice, and put on his sunglasses again.

In the next duel, Wu Liang found that something was different.

It is difficult for me to break through like before.

Bowen's footwork is already great, but he just doesn't use his body properly.

"boom!"

Bowen used his body to tightly block Wu Liang's lower body, quickly slapped his palm out, and the ball was directly broken.

Wu Liang was ecstatic, it was great.

Finally it was interrupted again.

He is indeed a defensive expert, even better than Iverson.

This is how the masters are, as soon as they watch it on demand, they will immediately make a qualitative leap.

On the other side, there was Bruce Bowen who was ecstatic.

This defensive method seems to have opened a new door for him.

His defensive agility and habits are already very good, and he has practiced a lot. It just has something to do with his education. No matter what he does, he follows the rules.

The same goes for playing basketball.

Of course, he does not use his body completely, otherwise he would not be able to play in the French league.

What he lacks is a kind of toughness, toughness from the inside out, not only physically, but also mentally.

In the next defense, Bowen carefully observed Wu Liang's dribbling movements, and then ran out like a leopard.

His left arm pressed against Wu Liang's waist, his right hand reached out, and he successfully stole the ball again.

Wu Liang is not happy!

It's okay to be cut off, but you've started to do some fancy things for me.

He actually started hitting people with his arms.

At the beginning, Wu Liang could still care less about fouls that were on the verge of fouls because of his improved skills.

But several times in a row, Bowen not only failed to restrain himself, but intensified.

Start using your arms and legs wherever you can.

You might get hurt!

"I support you too."

Wu Liang had no good impression of Bowen at first, but at this moment, the fire in his heart was ignited.

Bowen's defense is indeed top-notch, but he is too green on the offensive end, especially in one-on-one situations. He has no way to get rid of his opponent and is directly intercepted by Wu Liang.

[Bad value from Bowen +3]

[Bad value from Bowen +9]

[Bad value from Bowen +8]

In this way, the two people pushed each other, and the intensity skyrocketed.

……

At night, Payton lazily walked to the court, stretched his waist, and yawned.

It was such a beautiful sleep.

Wu Liang and Bowen worked hard on the court all afternoon, and he didn't even look at them.

However, they cannot let the two of them know about this, otherwise it will appear that his mentor is too irresponsible.

Payton put his hands on his hips and said seriously: "Bowen, your intensity is still not enough. Didn't you remember what I said during the day? Your current style of play is simply a weakling."

After hearing Payton's words, Bowen almost began to doubt life, and said a little dullly: "Payton, I have really worked hard, is it...is it still not enough?"

"Of course not enough!"

Payton said categorically: "You provide too little physical confrontation. With a style of play like yours, you can only hang out in low-level leagues, and you can't play in the NBA at all."

If it were anyone else talking about him, Bowen might have doubts.

But the man in front of him is a defensive master in the NBA. If he says he is not enough, then he is definitely not enough.

Bowen fixed his gaze and vowed in his heart: "Okay, I will be even more fierce tomorrow."

Payton turned his head and glanced at Wu Liang. This is his father, his financial sponsor. His attitude must be gentler... He cleared his throat and said: "Your level is pretty good in college, but dribbling, Basic skills like shooting still need to be improved. If you have time, practice more."

……

After dinner it's rest time.

Wu Liang stood alone on the court, looking at his attribute panel.

[Host: Wu Liang] [Nationality: Chinese]

【Age: 17】

【Height: 195cm】

【Armspan: 215cm】

[Weight: 83kg]

[Host’s current ability value: University Elite]

【Shoot: 39.01】

【Dribble: 53.01】

[Pass: 20.01]

【Bounce: 45.00】

【Strength: 43.00】

[Steals: 23.00]

[Blocks: 19.00]

[Current host bad value: 178]

[Equipment skill: Master Thief. Current number of interruptions: 263]

“The number of disconnections has increased to 263.

Tomorrow at the latest, it will definitely increase to 300.

The bad value actually increased to 178?

In just one day, it actually increased so much. "

Recalling today's confrontation with Bowen, he vaguely understood.

He also seems to have found a way to stably obtain bad values.

Of course, what makes him most curious is that his height, wingspan and weight have all increased.

When I think about it carefully, I feel that it is completely normal.

I am only 17 years old now, so growing up is a normal thing.

At the same time, he also sighed a little, why did the original owner go to school so early? He had already entered university at the age of 17.

……

In the dead of night, Payton and Bowen both turned off the lights in their rooms and prepared to sleep.

Wu Liang couldn't sleep at night. He looked at the basketball court outside the window and decided to practice shooting for a while.

This thing is achieved through practice.

"duang~duang~duang~"

"Swish, swish, swish~"

Before he scored a few goals, Wu Liang discovered that the bad values ​​in the attribute panel began to increase rapidly.

When I clicked on it, I saw that they were all from Bowen and Payton.

"Are these two okay?"

Wu Liang shrugged his shoulders and said, "But...thank you!"

Wu Liang shot more and more vigorously, and the basketball collided with the basket more and more frequently. Not long after, a window in the hotel was slowly opened, and Payton's head popped out.

"Hey, Wu, I know you are a kid who loves basketball, but you have to know how to balance work and rest time."

Payton had a forced smile on his face.

"It's okay, I'm going to take a rest after I score 200 goals."

Wu Liang said in a deep voice.

"So how many shots have you made now?"

Payton gritted his back teeth, "You're disturbing my sleep."

"21."

Wu Liang said with a smile.

Payton closed the window hard and made a "bang" sound, you bastard, you don't sleep, and you disturb my dream... just for the 100 million US dollars.

I endured it.

Wu Liang guessed the reason for Payton and Bowen's negative emotions and voted more passionately.

He kept shouting, "The 22nd, the 22nd, the 22nd... Huh? How many shots did you make? Try again! The 1st, the 1st..."

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