Basketball trainer, I created a super giant

Chapter 52 Knee
The entire training hall was dead silent.

Only the dropped basketball bounced and rolled out of the court.

On the sidelines, Brown's eyes were as big as copper bells, and his heart was filled with an indescribable emotion.

He wanted to yell.

Before, he didn't know how Tang Sen got the courage to challenge Michael Jordan!

In the basketball world, just hearing that name can make you feel suffocated.

But not only did Donson challenge Jordan, he actually scored a goal in front of him and won!
So Brown wanted to shout and cheer for Townsend.

The first time he met Tang Sen, he knew that Tang Sen had great skills, so good that he could make him run around in circles.

But I never thought it would be this good that even Jordan could beat it.

Brown didn't dare to scream, he just clenched his fists tightly.

But Grover next to him let out a light exclamation, took a deep breath, and then looked at Tang Sen in disbelief.

Yes, he knew that many trainers were very skilled.

High enough to give pointers to NBA stars.

Just like myself, I can still train the best basketball player.

The reason why trainers didn’t make it to the NBA doesn’t mean they don’t have good skills, it just means they don’t have enough talent.

Many times, the skills that trainers possess far exceed those of NBA players.

But he still found it unbelievable that he won like this.

Even though Jordan was 38 years old and had retired for two years, he had neglected training and his body had been corroded by a luxurious life.

Even though he got up early, his legs were still weak and not fully active.

But he is Jordan, Michael Jordan!
There are many people around the world who can score goals in front of Jordan.

He has made many embarrassing mistakes in his career over the years.

However, it is still very rare for a 1.8-meter-tall "loser" like Tang Sen to score a goal in front of him.

Grover recalled the confrontation just now and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Tang Sen’s skills are really good.

Especially the control of rhythm, even he had rarely seen such a great performance.

Grover couldn't help but look at Jordan, feeling a little headache.

This bastard, he just talked big and now he has suffered the consequences.

Now let’s see what you will do?
You can't just eat back what you said.

As a result, Jordan actually ate it back and said angrily, "More."

He turned around to pick up the ball and threw it to Tang Sen.

But Tang Sen threw the ball back.

"It's your turn!"

Jordan's eyes widened, and he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. He said in a deep voice, "Boy, you can't defend me."

Tang Sen remained calm and stood in front of Jordan: "Then you can try."

There were no loud, harsh words, and the tone was calm, but it made Jordan feel a powerful aura.

But more of it was the anger of being offended.

He dribbled the ball closer and then turned his back to the basket.

Grover beside him lowered his head and covered his face, speechless.

Brother, he is almost 20 centimeters shorter than you, and you turned your back to him?

Do you know what it means to win unfairly?

Jordan didn't care about that. He pushed back with his back and felt resistance from behind, but it was not worth mentioning at all. Then he turned around and shot.

But the next moment after jumping up, Jordan suddenly felt a brutal force coming at him.

On the sidelines, Brown's mouth was open so wide that a fist could fit in.

What did he see?
Tang Sen actually used a brutal move and knocked Jordan, who was jumping with his back turned, to the ground.

His mind went blank and he felt that Tang Sen had gone crazy.

Naturally, the ball didn't go in.

Jordan fell to the ground, staring at Tang Sen in disbelief. He stood up and rushed forward, staring at Tang Sen intently with his head down: "This is how you defend, foul?"

Tang Sen ignored it, stepped back and stepped aside, pointing at the basket and said, "Yes, I fouled you, you take the free throw."

Isn't fouling a form of defense?

"you……"

Jordan clenched his fists instantly and was so angry that he wanted to punch Tang Sen.

He held back forcefully.

That's right, fouling is also a form of defense.

That’s what Ranbir did back then!
Seeing that Jordan didn't take the free throw, Tang Sen was not polite: "If you don't take the free throw, then it's my turn."

Jordan threw the ball directly over.

Tang Sen held the ball, but his eyes fell on Jordan's knee. There seemed to be something wrong with his right leg.

In the last shot, when Jordan turned around to save the ball, the force of his right leg was obviously not enough.

The mind sinks into the simulated space.

In the simulation space, Jordan has been scanned and appears.

Tang Sen focused his attention on his right leg.

Sure enough, the knees took on a dark yellow color.

Even if his knees were intact, they were fragile.

Apart from that, there are his ribs, which are also a dark yellow.

There are also many muscles, all showing varying degrees of yellow.

The old man is not in very good health.

Back to reality, Tang Sen dribbled closer.

Jordan still did not choose to use his body to exert pressure. He wanted to win this ball back from the same position as he lost the previous one.

Stepping into the three-point line, Tangsen started, passed the ball to his left hand, started with a drag step, then dropped forward and attacked Jordan's right leg.

At the moment when Jordan instinctively adjusted his center of gravity, he changed direction and rushed to the right.

Jordan pushed off the ground with his right leg and moved sideways in the opposite direction.

Sure enough, the lack of explosive power in his right leg made him slow down a bit.

However, Jordan had a strong premonition that this was still a feint by Tang Sen.

This guy has such poor physical fitness that he can only try to gain space to shoot by constantly changing the rhythm.

Sure enough, after changing direction, Tang Sen pretended to shoot, then immediately lowered his waist, reset his legs, and dribbled the ball behind his back to the right again.

Jordan was not shaken off, but used his right leg to move sideways to follow, then stepped forward and jumped up to block.

Because Tang Sen jumped up and shot directly.

The huge height difference made Jordan's block seem like an overwhelming force.

However, it seems that Tang Sen’s goal is not to shoot, but... to commit a foul!
Bang.

Donson jumped up, bumped into Jordan, and then forced the ball into the basket.

A non-sticker.

But after landing, Jordan wanted to curse.

1v1 duel, is it possible to play like this?
He glared at Tang Sen fiercely.

"You committed a foul." Tang Sen said.

Jordan gritted his teeth and said, "I know."

"Then it's my turn to shoot the free throw."

Jordan said nothing, his eyes filled with anger.

Tang Sen ran to pick up the basketball and threw it to Jordan again.

I won’t punish you either!
But you have to know that this goal was scored by himself.

Jordan stamped his right foot.

After continuously moving to the left, he felt a slight numbness and heaviness in his right knee.

And ribs!

I don't know if this bastard did it on purpose, but when he committed a foul and collided with me, his elbow, which was raised to grab the ball, happened to hook my injured ribs.

It hurts!

But Jordan, who was extremely angry, didn't care.

I'm not fucking old!

He approaches with the ball.

No back-to-the-basket this time.

I won’t bully you!
He stared at Tang Sen intently and said, "You are good at rhythm, so I will defeat you in the area that you are best at, and let you know the gap between you and God."

Noticing that Tangsen extended his right foot forward, Jordan paused and then made a suspended pass. After adjusting Tangsen's center of gravity, he pretended to break through to the right.

Tang Sen moved immediately and made a grabbing move.

A trace of disdain subconsciously flashed through Jordan's mind. He changed direction, kicked the ground with his right leg, and changed direction to the left so that he could completely leave Tang Sen behind, and then rushed in from the left.

It was a clean one!

Those bullshit fancy moves are just a cover-up for the incompetence of the weak.

For a strong person, a change of direction and acceleration are enough!

But just as Jordan passed by Tangsen and was about to make a fierce slam dunk to vent his inner anger, he felt like he was electrocuted, his right leg suddenly softened, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.

On the sidelines, looking at the fallen Jordan, Grover's eyes suddenly widened and a chill rushed to his head.

Damn, this is... injured!

(End of this chapter)