Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 13 Technology

Brown's performance not only surprised De Klerk, but also made several people on the sidelines look at each other in disbelief.

"When did Brown become so strong?" Dan Moore asked blankly.

He knew Brown's performance in high school. He really did whatever he wanted and scoring was as easy as eating and drinking.

But that was high school!

And now, Brown is facing an active NBA player.

Even if De Klerk is no longer famous, he is still a starting-level center for a playoff team.

As a result, Brown completely dominated.

"Dan, have you forgotten that Brown is the favorite for the No. 1 pick?"

Connors next to him looked proud, his eyes shining.

He felt like a lot of money was flying towards him and a better life was beckoning him.

"You have to understand the value of the top pick. De Klerk is a good player, but can he be compared with the top pick?"

There is only one No. 1 pick each year, and once he enters the NBA, he becomes a core player and goes straight to become a star.

In Connors's view, Brown's victory over De Klerk was only natural.

John Williams was less optimistic, his expression even a little serious: "Don't forget how bad Brown's performance was on the first possession. The only reason he was able to come back was because he found the right offensive method."

"That's the hook shot."

He looked at Tang Sen and continued, "If Tang hadn't spent a lot of energy training his hook shot, do you think Brown could beat De Klerk?"

He saw with his own eyes how embarrassed Brown was on his first ball, and he also knew how poor Brown's offensive skills were in high school.

Brown just couldn't figure out this most basic hook shot for an inside player.

Without the intensive training with Tang Sen for half a month, Brown really wouldn't be able to perform this impressive hook shot.

Speaking of this, Williams himself found it incredible.

He knew that Donson asked Brown to concentrate on practicing hook shots, and the training volume was very large, starting with a thousand hook shots every day.

But it is still a bit exaggerated to achieve such a good skill in just half a month.

At this time, Tang Sen stepped forward and stopped the two men.

"Hard!"

Townsend was the first to meet De Klerk.

De Klerk gave a wry smile and lowered his voice, "Tang, you should have at least warned me beforehand. Now I'm so embarrassed."

Fortunately, there were no reporters on the sidelines, otherwise the news would have gotten out...

I guess no one will care.

The media will only write about Brown as the favorite for the No. 1 pick and how great he is. No one will care about me, a nobody.

Thinking of this, De Klerk became even more depressed.

"It's just a few balls, not as serious as you said, and this kid is far from it. Just wait, I'll give you a chance to hit it back." Tang Sen said quickly.

This time, when asking De Klerk to come over, Tang Sen's idea was to make Brown suffer a setback and understand the gap between himself and the NBA, so that he wouldn't become too proud after achieving some results.

Who knew De Klerk was a little bit weak.

Of course, Brown's own talent is also there.

I can only say that my training direction is correct. Gaining weight to gain position, strengthening the core to increase confrontation, and focusing on hook shots are suitable for him and can bring out his advantages.

But Tang Sen still wanted to let Brown know that he was still a long way from achieving his goal.

Townsend walked towards Brown.

He just hugged his brother excitedly to celebrate, with a look of excitement on his face.

I defeated an active NBA player!
"Brown, you seem very excited." Tang Sen said in a deep voice.

Brown's heart skipped a beat and the smile froze on his face.

"Sir, I... won." Brown said cautiously, his voice weaker.

After half a month of getting along, Tang Sen has established his authority in front of Brown.

"Did I win? Why don't I feel like it?"

Tang Sen's face was stern, and he said in a serious tone, "You are taller and heavier than Andrew. You have a huge physical advantage, but in the end, you can't even squeeze into the basket and can only float outside and shoot hook shots."

"Yes, you hooked it, but do you think that's enough?"

Tang Sen asked loudly.

Connors and the other three fell silent, and Brown's eyes grew even more panicked. Tang Sen, sensing he wasn't ready yet, continued, "Don't think you're just gifted and that you can dominate the NBA just by running and jumping. I can tell you right now, you're simply dreaming."

"There are plenty of players in the NBA who are physically better than you!"

"And your technique? You've only practiced your hook shot a little bit, but do you think that's enough? And even that hook shot you only use with your right hand. Do you think the competition is training? So your opponent has to cooperate with you and give you the opportunity to shoot with your dominant hand, right?"

"Besides the hook shot, what else can you do? Like the first shot, where you stick your butt out and turn around to shoot a jump shot, and then miss all three shots?"

At this point, Brown's eyebrows and nose were squeezed together, and he was said to be depressed.

De Klerk next to him couldn't help coughing and used his eyes to remind Tang Sen that he passed, he really passed.

"come here!"

Townsend waved to Brown and took him to the basket.

Then let De Klerk come forward and say to him: "Andrew, be serious and show him what real inside skills are.

Then he said to Brown: "One man, one ball. Whatever move Andrew makes, you do the same move!"

After saying that, he gestured for the two of them to start right away.

Andrew glared at Tang Sen silently. Didn’t he say he would give himself a chance to fight back? Instead, he ended up making a fool of himself.

He just tried it out, Brown's defense is really good.

Tang Sen gave them a reassuring look and urged them to start.

De Klerk sighed inwardly, well, he was doomed to be in such a mess today.

He took a deep breath and focused a little.

Come to think of it, I just attacked one person, so I didn’t have much chance to show my strength.

Technology?

He glanced at the grimacing Brown and launched his attack.

With his shoulders lowered, De Klerk changed direction like a defender and broke through Brown directly.

As a technical inside player, his dribbling skills are really good.

Brown turned and gave chase, with a huge natural advantage.

Near the basket, De Klerk stopped suddenly, pretended to shoot, faked a shot, turned around and took a jump shot.

The movements are graceful and elegant, and the hits are steady.

Tang Sen immediately applauded and cheered: "Brown, see, this is called technology."

As he said this, he signaled Brown to attack.

Brown's eyes were a little dazed. He recalled De Klerk's action and also made a fake move, trying to dribble through.

As a result, De Klerk moved sideways at the right time to block him, and then shot directly and cut off his basketball.

Brown was a little confused.

"Andrew, come again." Tang Sen said with a stern face.

De Klerk looked at Brown in confusion, then at Townsend, and began to attack.

He started from the elbow area, carried the ball and pushed Brown to the basket, used the rhythm to get past Brown, raised his hand high and put the ball into the basket with a change of hands.

The movements look simple, but the footwork and rhythm are all details.

Brown tried to replicate the play, but was completely stopped.

He slammed the basketball onto the floor, frustration written all over his face.

Tang Sen pretended not to see it and coldly gestured for him to come again.

De Klerk looked at Brown strangely.

For some reason, it felt like Brown had become weaker, as if he had suddenly become clumsy.

But anyway, I had a great time playing.

The showdown continues.

Double turnaround dunk.

Against reset, step up and down to attack the basket.

Face-to-face fadeaway jump shot.

De Klerk played more and more smoothly, and even wanted to roar excitedly and then ask Doc Rivers to come over and take a look.