Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 51 You will lose

Chapter 51 You will lose
Tang Sen is well aware of and understands the cruelty and operating rules of this society.

The strong are superior, make the rules, and arbitrarily use their own standards to demand the weak.

Can the weak resist?
It’s not a question of whether you can, but whether you dare.

You are clinging to a job, your wife and children are crying for food, and countless bills are pressing down on you like a mountain, making it hard for you to breathe. But that damn boss still harasses you at three in the morning, asking you to get up and revise his plan.

What can you do? Call him an idiot in front of the phone and tell him to get as far away as possible. Go to hell, I won’t serve you anymore!

Guo Yonglin practiced kung fu hard, but he was still beaten black and blue.

Not to mention this is Michael Jordan.

In the basketball world, he is the God of Basketball, a real big man.

Tang Sen couldn't help but think that Horace Grant was scolded and beaten like a piece of shit, not even worthy of eating. There were also Cartwright, Pippen, Rodman, Kerr, and many other players who were bullied by Jordan and even beaten with fists. Who was he?

But the contempt that permeates the bones is more disgusting than words or fists.

During his playing years, Tang Sen had his moments of glory, but due to the limitations of his physical talents, he gradually became lost in the crowd.

Injured again.

Sometimes, Tang Sen also thought about giving up, but what could he do?

But Tang Sen didn't.

Thinking about it later, besides my obsession with basketball, it was also because of the contempt and ridicule I received.

It was those cold eyes that made Tang Sen persist in not giving up.

So we should resist.

Not only did he have to smash the basketball into Jordan's stinky face, but he also had to rush up and give the 38-year-old man a little shock with his punches and kicks.

and then?
He was arrested by the police, and was thrown into prison under the pressure of the luxurious legal team hired by Jordan. Finally, when he visited his mother, he saw her burst into tears?

So should I endure it?

You can easily find a bunch of reasons. There are many people scolding me, so who are you, Jordan?

If you can be patient for a while, you will have peace; if you take a step back, you will have a broader horizon. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge!
Look, our ancestors have found countless steps for you.

It was a moment, but also seemed like a long time.

Under Jordan's arrogant gaze, Tang Sen began to move his body.

"Don't you want someone to practice with?"

Tang Sen pressed his shoulder with one hand to move it.

"I was once considered a basketball prodigy, but I wasn't tall enough or strong enough. Some people told me that no matter how hard I tried, it would be useless if I didn't have talent. I didn't believe them and kept trying, but in the end, I was eliminated. I was a complete loser."

Tang Sen's tone was calm.

He twisted his hips and bent over to tie his shoelaces again.

Brown stared at Tang Sen in a daze.

Grover on the sidelines was stunned, his brows furrowed.

There was surprise and more confusion in Jordan's eyes.

Tang Sen grabbed the basketball beside him and stood up, looking directly at Jordan: "So, let me, a loser, see how much skill you, a 38-year-old old man, have left."

Tang Sen passed the ball.

This time, Jordan instinctively grabbed the basketball.

Facing Tang Sen's calm gaze, the next moment, his anger erupted like a volcano.

Who are you talking about, old guy!

When Barkley yelled that if Michael Jordan came back, he would come back too.

Jordan knew that this bastard was just stirring up trouble, but deep down he felt that he was too old to play anymore.

For such a long time, the media has been making a lot of noise, but Jordan has always been vague about it.

On the one hand, he enjoys the feeling of being sought after, but deep down he knows that he is old, and he is afraid that after his comeback, he will not be able to beat those clamoring young players.

Who doesn’t want to become famous by stepping on the name of Michael Jordan!
So age became Jordan's Achilles' heel.

And now, this unknown person, whose full name he couldn't even remember, actually dared to call him an old guy in front of him.

"Are you trying to challenge me?"

Jordan held the basketball in one hand, his eyes fierce as if he wanted to eat someone.

Then he laughed again.

Over the years, too many people have tried to challenge themselves.

Then I will teach them how to behave, and use the toughest means to crush all their self-confidence and arrogance.

God, is it someone you mortals can challenge?
Tang Sen was not afraid at all. The corners of his mouth even turned up, bringing out a hint of a smile. He asked in return, "What else?"

I've been talking for a long time, what do you think I was doing?

Reason prevented Tang Sen from rushing forward and giving Jordan a few punches and kicks.

But Tang Sen couldn't swallow this insult. He had to let Jordan know that even if he was looked down upon or lost, he could only lose on the court.

Jordan was like a lion about to escape from the cage, and he could no longer hold back.

"Come on! Come on!" He hooked his finger at Tang Sen and walked to the front of the basket.

A loser, an old guy, good, really good!

He threw the ball over again and pointed at the basket behind him with his thumb raised: "I won't bully you. If you can score a goal, you win!"

After saying that, he turned around and yelled at Brown next to him: "Get out of here!"

Brown shuddered and walked out of the court in panic under Jordan's furious gaze.

Grover sighed inexplicably and said nothing.

Tang Sen remained unmoved, his eyes as calm as a lake, and then he said: "Then you will lose."

A ball?

I am a failure, but not that much of a failure.

Jordan was almost laughing out of anger. He said "good" three times, clapped his hands, lowered his body, and signaled Tang Sen to start.

Tang Sen started dribbling.

Needless to say, NBA-specific balls just feel good.

I feel good physically too.

After retiring, I was busy running my own training camp. To be honest, my body was slack.

After all, although the knee injury has healed, the explosive power is definitely not as good as before.

However, in the past two months, because of the badge, Tangsen trained with Brown and also got his body back in shape.

It feels not much worse than when I was young and at my peak.

At least when you want to do something, your body won’t hold you back.

This is enough!

Dribbling the ball towards the three-point line.

Jordan said harsh words, but his lowered body and focused eyes proved how serious he was.

Tang Sen pressed his shoulders, took a cross step, and dribbled the ball as if to break through to the right.

But as Jordan subconsciously moved his defensive position, Townsend's movements were also reset. He paused slightly, pressed his body down, hooked his right wrist downward, swung his center of gravity, and dribbled behind his back, still heading to the right.

Jordan's defensive awareness is undoubtedly top-notch.

However, Tang Sen changed the rhythm several times in a row and still took the lead.

Just one step, no more.

Due to the difference in height, arm span and stride length, Jordan only needs one or two steps to eliminate the slight advantage that Tangsen has gained.

However, Tang Sen did not expect to be able to pass Jordan in this one move.

Rhythm, rhythm.

In high school, Tang Sen played with speed, as fast as lightning.

When he arrived at college, his speed was no longer effective, so Tang Sen began to hone his skills madly and play with rhythm.

So when he dribbled the ball to the right and Jordan moved sideways to follow him, Donson dribbled the ball with his right hand, and when the basketball bounced back, he connected with the ball with his left hand, changed direction to the left, and made a Sam Gold-style change of direction to pass the opponent.

Taking advantage of Jordan's unstoppable momentum, he broke in from the left.

At this time, Tang Sen had already entered the penalty area.

As it turns out, Jordan became a god because his defensive skills and awareness are absolutely top-notch.

He took advantage of the change in rhythm, but he relied on his strong defensive instincts to adjust himself. He also tried to get close to Tang Sen and use his body to pressure Tang Sen and disrupt his rhythm.

However, Tang Sen did not expect to defeat Jordan with these few moves, so after breaking through to the left, Tang Sen made another sudden stop and pulled back.

This time, the rhythm changes were applied to the peak.

As they passed each other, Tang Sen attacked.

Jordan suddenly stopped with his right leg and turned around to rush forward.

But he was slow.

The continuous changes of direction and forced adjustments have stretched his 38-year-old body to its limit like a drawn bowstring.

Especially when his right leg turned sharply and pushed off the ground at the end, his strength was obviously not sufficient.

So he was a beat late.

All of Tang Sen’s previous efforts were for the advantage of this shot.

Without hesitation, with his body suspended in the air and his wrist stretched, Tang Sen threw the basketball steadily.

With a swish, the basketball went into the net!

They both landed at the same time.

Jordan scowled.