The Talent of the Nba is So Strong

Counseling is not Zhou Feng's style.

"How to compare!"

Hearing this, Jaylen Brown's eyes flashed with excitement, and he wanted to rub Zhou Feng on the ground here.

"Shooting contest! There are a total of [-] basketballs to see who has the highest hit rate and the shortest time. Of course, you can't always shoot in one position, and move the shot according to the position demarcated on the half-court basketball."

Zhou Feng has no opinion.

"Then I'll come first and give you a sample!"

"Let's start!" The staff member said by pressing the timer.

"High position!"

After taking the ball, Jaylen Brown quickly appeared in this position without looking up.

"Shh!"

After the shot, he ran to the basket where the basketball was placed without even looking at the ball.

"Come in!"

"Super high!"

"Shh!"

"Come in!"

"Lower!"

"Shh!"

"Come in!"

"Three seconds zone!"

……

Seeing Jaylen Brown throwing all the first [-] basketballs in, it only took about two minutes, plus his moving speed, it was very good to have such a performance, so that the players around him nodded consciously, Very recognized.

This ability is also in the top ten in the draft training camp.

However, starting from the fiftieth, both the speed and the hit rate have dropped slightly.

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However, starting from the fiftieth, both the speed and the hit rate have dropped slightly.

When it was about [-], the hit rate was only about [-]%. This was a situation where no one was defending. This kind of hit rate was still a bit low.

When the 81th basketball was thrown, it took [-] minutes and [-] seconds to make [-] shots!

This result is quite good. After the vote, Jaylen Brown also looked at Zhou Feng provocatively.

"It's your turn!"

Zhou Feng moved his body.

"Super high!"

"Shh!"

"Come in!"

"Lower!"

"Shh!"

"々. Come in!"

"Three seconds zone!"

"Shh!"

"Come in!"

After every ball, Zhou Feng did not look to see if the basketball had netted the net, but ran to get the ball, ready to shoot the second one.

Fifty goals were scored in a row, without the slightest pause, let alone slowing down.

The black players next to them counted with their mouths open.

"51!"

"Shh!"

"52!"

"Shh!"

"53!"

……

"70!"

Jaylen Brown's eyes widened, looking at Zhou Feng running on the field, he didn't know what to say, and he forgot to continue counting.