pinnacle swinger

Chapter 155 Light abuse
For a long time, Japan has regarded China as an imaginary enemy, no matter what it is.

Ping Gong was very dissatisfied with Tang Wenlong's pretentious appearance. In his eyes, street players could be equal to professional players in some respects, but for a long time people's attention and media exposure were on professional players. Today, Tang Wenlong actually If he dared to challenge him on the street court, he must protect the glory of the street player.

Tang Wenlong squinted his eyes, a little lazy and tired, grabbed the basketball and put it on his waist.

When he was sitting, people couldn't see his physical talent, but when he was standing over there, grabbing the ball with both hands, his astonishing shoulder width and arm span were fully displayed, and a drop of sweat floated on Hirao's head.

The three threats without flaws give people a feeling of being unable to start.

The corner of Tang Wenlong's mouth rose slightly, the opponent's defense was too weak, and he even felt that he could force the opponent by breaking through directly.

But if streetball bullfighting is so strong, it would be too boring.

He patted the basketball with his right hand, and the basketball passed through his crotch suddenly, and was caught in his left hand without any gaps. With one step, the left and right hands were placed on the crotch, and the basketball bounced three times on the ground with a "bang bang bang".

This whole set of dribbling is not fancy, but when it is extremely skillful, it gives people a natural feeling, as if the basketball has become an extended part of Tang Wenlong's body.

Pinggong swallowed, dazzled and unable to tell what Tang Wenlong was doing.

Tang Wenlong raised his right hand to stop the ball, his shoulders trembled for a while, and he stepped his left foot to the right as if he was going to cross over.

Pinggong stepped back, subconsciously shifting his center of gravity to the right, but at this moment, Tang Wenlong in front of him actually changed again!

Tang Wenlong stood upright and stopped abruptly, turning from motion to silence for a moment.

Ping Gong was so frightened that he immediately stopped his feet, followed Tang Wenlong's rhythm and stopped.

The eyes of the two people met in the air, and calmness and panic collided at that moment.

Tang Wenlong changed direction again in front of his body, and the magnitude was terrifying. The whole person seemed to split and break through, and changed to the left side of Pinggong. Pinggong could not turn his center of gravity awkwardly, and watched Tang Wenlong break through.

Tang Wenlong passed a wooden stake, stepped on his feet, and flew up easily. He dunked with one arm with one arm after passing half an arm over the basket. It seems that there has been a twisted deformation downward.

It's too easy, he hasn't exerted his strength yet, and the street player is completely wiped out. The biggest difference between street players and professional players is that the defensive ability of professional players is unmatched by street players.

The audience clapped their hands and applauded. They were already prepared for the fact that Pinggong could not beat Tang Wenlong. After all, he was the best rookie in the NBA, the world's first league!
But Pinggong's face was hot, as if someone had slapped him. Tang Wenlong's lazy look, although he had no way to communicate with him, he obviously didn't take him seriously!
"It's disgusting!" Ping Gong's eyes were full of anger.

The host took all the compliments and slapped Tang Wenlong flatteringly, but Tang Wenlong couldn't understand anything, blinked his eyes in place, and could only see the audience applauding and cheering, which was nothing like the fans in Philadelphia. different.

The basketball was given to Pinggong, and the bearded Japanese street player hit the ball back to Tang Wenlong.

Annie said before that a five-ball heads-up was arranged.

When Tang Wenlong took the ball, his first feeling was to turn his back. This was a subconscious reaction of long-term NBA playing. When he met someone shorter than himself, he naturally wanted to use the most advantageous way to score.

"Really drunk."

He cursed secretly, turned around to face the basket, and quickly dribbled a few times behind his back.

Many classic movements in streetball are called wrist flips when used in official games. Tang Wenlong's ball control method has obvious professional points. Every dribble movement has a small gesture of closing his hands, like Worshiping Buddha, but to a lesser extent than real worshiping Buddha.

After Tang Wenlong controlled the ball and dribbled back, he switched back to his crotch and switched to his right hand, followed by steps and broke through the defense.

"boom!"

The breakthrough like a bull seems to be dexterous, but it hits the body with the strength of a dragon
Pinggong finally knew the gap. When Tang Wenlong rushed over, an invisible pressure rushed towards his face. The two of them only made slight physical contact, but they couldn't bear the force at all. They "cengceng" took two steps back.

Tang Wenlong shook his head and took a step, holding the ball in his lower hand for a layup, as easily as drinking boiling water.

On the third ball, Tang Wenlong turned around and dribbled the ball in a flashy way. After bowing to Buddha, he took a step back and made a jumper, but the basketball hit the basket and failed to make the shot.

"Let's applaud and encourage!" The host was shocked. If Heimiya could score a goal, it would be considered a big success.

Pinggong took over the basketball, and there was still a lot of popularity at the scene, and there were quite a few people cheering for him.

Tang Wenlong showed a playful smile, "You will cry later."

The two exchanged a pass, and the basketball returned to Pinggong's hands. Tang Wenlong landed one step short of the top of the arc, stretched his arms, squatted with his legs, and then stretched out one hand forward and the other sideways, doing Put out a ready defense.

Pinggong swallowed, and only when facing Tang Wenlong's defense did he know what terror is.

The arms are placed there, like the two big arms of a spider, waving the space, airtight.

What to do, after all, it is necessary to dribble.

He tried to pat the basketball, shaking his head from side to side, the basketball swayed back and forth under his crotch, and then, like a rattle drum, he began to turn around like a top on the spot.

It was a classic streetball move. Ping Gong turned and turned around, but the basketball remained in place. When he turned around, he changed to control the ball with his right hand when facing Tang Wenlong, and changed direction in front of his right body.

"Snapped!"

The long-armed viper leaped up, and accurately shot the basketball. Tang Wenlong easily caught the host, and Ping Gong lost his position due to inertia, and the basketball was easily broken by Tang Wenlong.

"What!" His eyes were full of panic, his attacking routine was actually seen through by others, and the change in front of his body in the opposite direction after turning around was unexpectedly predicted by others!This guy.
Tang Wenlong broke the ball, and it seemed that he hadn't exerted much force.

The third ball, after tossing back and forth, changed direction drastically, and changed hands under the basket for a layup.

For the fourth ball, he broke through the frame in one step and went to the basket to pick the basket.

The fifth ball was even simpler. After Tang Wenlong dribbled a few times shaking his head, he suddenly tossed the ball onto the backboard, then accelerated like a cheetah to bypass the defender, flew up outside the three-second zone, and caught the backboard. The basketball bounced back, and he slammed his arms with both hands, and he couldn't be more chic.

Pinggong walked off the court in a state of embarrassment, but Tang Wenlong didn't seem to break a sweat. The opponent's physical fitness was too poor, especially in terms of agility, and he was not even as good as many inside players in the NBA.

Tang Wenlong grabbed the basketball with one hand, which drew warm cheers from the audience. He even saw many Chinese figures who came over. They should be college students studying in Japan. They all looked proud and excited, and hung huge Chinese banners. Support, Tang Wenlong smiled and shook hands with them as a greeting, which immediately caused a commotion in that corner.

Afterwards, the host invited two more lucky fans who were drawn. Tang Wenlong played heads-up as they interacted with each other. Those two were completely amateurish. Apart from being funny, there was nothing left but funny.

After finishing the business tour in Japan, the video of the one-on-one match with the so-called No. [-] player in Japan was posted on the Internet.

Shooting from the audience's point of view is more realistic.

Chinese netizens simply looked disdainful: "A street player who doesn't know where he came from is actually willing to challenge. Look at that thin arm and thin legs. If Tang Wenlong plays singles with his back, he will probably be able to sit down in three seconds." Under the basket."

At the same time, this video was also released on the Japanese sports media. Although it is quite embarrassing, it is considered news anyway, isn't it?
Japanese netizens can't stand it anymore, "Mr. Pinggong is indeed a little confident. Tang Wenlong is the most potential scorer in the NBA. He is not afraid of blacks in physical confrontation. How can he fight?"

"And they don't seem to have contributed much. The gap is too obvious."

There are also extremely negative fans who say frustrated words, "I really don't know how to play against the Chinese team in the Asian Championships. Why don't you go home and sleep."

(End of this chapter)