NBA: My template has no limit

Upon landing in Miami, the entire Bucks team changed into loose shorts and short-sleeved shirts, as the average temperature in Miami in November is still above 20 degrees Celsius.

"Hey, the temperature in Miami is so much more comfortable than in Milwaukee, I don't need to wear a heavy coat."

Newman stepped off the plane, stretched comfortably, and his sunglasses swayed slightly in the wind.

"If it weren't for the game, I would really like to go to Miami Beach and see those beautiful views."

Muqi was walking at the back. He was figuring out how to hang his bag on his waist. He had previously tried hanging it around his neck, but had to give up because he couldn't breathe properly.

After Robinson left the team, the atmosphere within the team became much more relaxed.

Vin Baker, a die-hard Milwaukee fan, certainly disagreed with both of them. He slowly shook his head and said in his gentle, honest voice:

"It's alright. It's not a bad thing if it's a little cold. Milwaukee has a slower pace of life, and Lake County has beautiful scenery. It's a great place to live."

Andrew Lang scratched the back of his head, chuckled sheepishly, and said in a deep, muffled voice:

"Wen is right, I also quite like Milwaukee, it's much warmer there than Minnesota."

He was just traded from the Timberwolves to the Bucks this season, and became a key piece in the Bucks' frontcourt roster after being pushed out by Garnett.

"It's alright... Every time I listen to Wen speak, it feels like I'm being baptized by a priest in church!"

Perry imitated Vin Baker's speech in a serious manner, which caused a burst of laughter.

Aside from Robinson, Newman, and Perry Gilliam, most of the Bucks' players are quite reserved and have clean private lives. They don't even have the habit of going to nightclubs, making them a breath of fresh air in the league.

After arriving at the hotel, Chris gave a few brief instructions, and everyone went back to their rooms to rest and prepare for tomorrow's game.

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The Heat, who were swept out of the playoffs in the first round last season, have returned this season with a stronger roster.

During the offseason, they made many big moves.

The cunning Pat Riley declared publicly, "I don't believe any of those trade rumors."

Secretly, he renewed contracts with Mourning and Hardaway, pursued Juwan Howard, and signed PJ Brown and Dan Maurier.

Closing the door, Pat Lai, with a completely different persona, yelled at the team, "Don't talk to me about the playoffs, our only goal is the championship!"

The Heat are determined to dethrone the Bulls this season!

What? You mean Xu Feng?

Don't be ridiculous, they didn't even consider this so-called "vortex".

A Chicago local TV host said dismissively during the program:

"The Bucks are destined to perish in the fire. How will that naive young man break through the Heat's numerous blockades?"

Alonzo Mourning's hand will replace the sky in his eyes, Hardaway's crossover will twist his ankle, and PJ Brown's iron fist will cripple him outright...

"So, fans can rest assured, our journey will never end with such a terrible team, but rather with the Chicago Bulls and the Utah Jazz!"

During the Bucks' first nationally televised game of the season, Xu Feng walked into the Miami Arena amidst a flurry of camera flashes.

The venue is smaller than the Bradley Center, seating just over 16,000 people. Its interior and exterior walls are painted pink, earning it the nickname "Pink Elephant."

The original intention was to reach the highest standard of the league in one fell swoop. However, due to the construction team rushing to complete the work, the number of toilets was 49 fewer than the league standard when the facilities were counted, which was ridiculed by outsiders.

Upon entering the stadium, one is immediately struck by the utterly shameless and abusive banners, ranging from racially charged to personal attacks.

To Xu Feng's surprise, a significant proportion of the slogans were actually cursing Robinson the dog.

Glenn was sitting at home when a pot fell from the sky.

"A bunch of idiots, go ahead and curse at me! I wasn't even there, why the hell are you cursing me! Fuck you!"

Upon seeing the prominent DNP next to Glenn's name on the big screen, the audience hurriedly removed the banner and temporarily replaced it with offensive language directed at Xu Feng.

As professional trolls, a little incident won't dampen their enthusiasm for attacking.

Mourning stood in the penalty area, coldly watching Xu Feng, rubbing his hands together in anticipation.

He's a well-known shot-blocking maniac in the league, and today he's determined to teach Xu Feng, the so-called "super flyer" in the media, a lesson.

The Heat win the jump ball at the start of the game.

PJ Brown quickly squeezed into the paint, and before Alonzo Mourning could even get in, he easily dominated Andrew Lang all by himself.

They were completely outmatched in rebounding, making this game a true test of accuracy.

Hardaway has the ball, and with the help of Mourning's screen at the three-point line, he quickly gets rid of Sherman's entanglement, drives straight to the inside, and makes a layup!

Bang!

"Yes! A huge block right from the start! From Xu Feng! The Flying Man lives up to his name!" NBA ace voice Mave Albert exclaimed excitedly.

His longtime teammate Matt Augusta added, "Tim Hardaway rarely attempts layups like that, and it's clear he underestimated his opponent, for which he paid the price!"

Hardaway's layup route was straight, and it was a low-handed layup with an extremely low release point. Combined with his height of 1.83 meters, it was difficult for Xu Feng not to block him.

Hardaway was stunned by Xu Feng's hat for a moment, then looked at Xu Feng with a fierce expression.

Newman dribbled the ball upfield and passed it to Xu Feng, who was trying to find the weak Sasha Danilovic.

Pat Riley wasn't going to let Xu Feng find an easy target. The moment Xu Feng received the ball, Hardaway and Dan Mallley appeared in front of him, looking like they were about to devour him.

Xu Feng seized the opportunity when Hardaway left Sherman unmarked and passed the ball to Sherman, who was positioned on the weak side.

A three-pointer goes straight in! Bang!

Mourning grabs the rebound! The 2.11-meter-tall Andrew Lang was quickly pushed out of the paint by two big men!

"Hey, rookie, you're afraid to shoot just because you're double-teamed? Last year I personally hit the game-winning shot against you guys, even with Wen and Todd double-teaming you!"

Hadaway whispered to Xu Feng.

"The past is the past, and the present is the present. If you can't even distinguish this, I can hardly tell you why you need to use your brain to think when playing basketball, instead of your ass!"

Xu Feng confronted him head-on.

In fact, most of these players are reckless attackers who only know how to attack and not how to defend. They do not have the ability to withstand the pressure of high-intensity online battles that Xu Feng had in his previous life, and their offensive power is not high enough.

Hardaway was getting impatient. After receiving the ball, he stared intently at Xu Feng. He had to prove himself!

After dribbling to the top of the arc without pausing, Hardaway suddenly lowered his center of gravity after a crossover dribble, abruptly widening the range of his crossover, his shoulders and hips swaying simultaneously as he rapidly shifted to the right, attempting to get past Xu Feng's defense!

Xu Feng also kept a firm footing, refrained from pressing forward, and adopted a guessing defense, attempting to occupy the right flank that Hardaway was most proficient in!

Just as expected, after changing direction, Hardaway still crashed into Xu Feng's arms!

In a moment of desperation, Hardaway decisively raised his elbow, trying to deflect Xu Feng's attack. However, in the month since entering the league, Xu Feng had not only undergone systematic training but had also mastered the art of passing information to his teammates.

As Hardaway raised his elbow, Xu Feng turned sideways and braced himself against Hardaway's shoulder. Then, seizing the opportunity, he slightly lowered his elbow and pushed it back against Hardaway's ribs!

"Oh, shit!" Hardaway's face contorted in pain; the blow might have hurt a bit.

beep!

With the game broadcast live across the United States, the referees dared not be too biased towards one side. Hardaway was called for an offensive foul because his elbowing motion was too obvious!

"Hey! Are you seeing things? He elbowed me, I didn't touch him! I'm the victim here!"

The referee ignored it.

"Tim, what are you doing? Don't try to compensate for your emotions with emotional one-on-one plays. Use your brain. Now execute the play," Pat Riley said coldly from the sidelines.

"See, I'm not the only one who says this: use your brain to play basketball."

Xu Feng pointed to his head with his index finger, gesturing to Hadaway.