Basketball glory

An Ran breathed a sigh of relief, then moved his body, preparing to continue wrestling with Booker.

Bledsoe is the representative of the black and strong point guard. Although his physical fitness is not top-notch, he is smarter on the defensive end. Like Paul, he makes many small moves but is difficult to detect.

It’s okay to feel uncomfortable being pushed by him. Now that he replaces Booker, isn’t it obvious that he is looking down on others?

Not to mention that Booker is only a rookie who has only played for one year, and An Ran feels that his sleepy training attitude is very unreliable.

However, compared to Bledsoe, Booker's physical condition is much better.

With a height of 198cm, he is already a little taller than Anron, and his weight of 93kg allows him to be flexible while maintaining good confrontation ability.

Feeling him slowly lower his center of gravity and then put his arms around his waist, An Ran immediately felt a big difference.

Bledsoe is not that strong, but he is very skillful in blocking the position. The position of his elbow is just against the waist to prevent him from exerting force. In this way, the person who hits the back can only choose to turn around on the weak side, which is exactly what he wants to see.

Arrived.

Booker's position is because he is stronger, as if he is leaning against a wall.

"Do you want me to play this ball?" An Ran asked.

What's the point of being in this position? It's not easy to meet NBA players. If you don't try their strength now, then when will you?

Bledsoe was obviously stunned when he heard An Ran's words.

This young man who was called casually seemed to have serious thoughts.

It stands to reason that all the players here know each other. Why does this young man look so unfamiliar? Bledsoe thought with some confusion.

Now among the main players of the Suns, only Bledsoe and Booker are here, and no one else is training. Enron is obviously not a core player of the Suns, so why is he here?

Seeing that other courts were busy training on their own, Bledsoe thought that maybe some well-connected young man came to use the gym.

Seeing that he didn't reply, An Ran asked again: "Do you really want to fight?"

Enron was not disappointed this time, and Bledsoe naturally agreed.

I have just taught Booker so much, but he still needs to be able to use it in actual combat, otherwise the experience will never be converted into combat effectiveness.

After receiving his affirmative reply, An Ran felt happy and thought that the opportunity had come.

But Booker still looked like he hadn't woken up, as if the person he was about to defend was not him.

He took a small jump forward and safely caught the thrown basketball.

In an instant, Booker leaned forward and pressed An Ran's back with his right arm. His left hand was extended long, interfering with An Ran's next move.

Yell! It's quite impressive! An Ran saw his defense and praised him against his will.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Booker's actions are showing a situation on the simulation field.

Anron received the ball with his back, but it was not necessarily a back-up play. He might have chosen to pass the ball or provide support. Booker raised his left hand high to interfere with Anron, apparently to prevent the pass.

However, this is a one-on-one challenge! Everyone knows that An Ran cannot pass the ball because he has no teammates.

Booker is treating the duel as a scene in the game.

If you only defend Anron's post-up play, the difficulty will definitely be much lower. But Booker's doing this shows how confident he is.

This clearly sends a signal that he is fully confident in preventing Anron and still has the energy to consider other situations.

Feeling his contempt, An Ran felt proud in her stomach.

Why don't you defend well? It's not just all these bells and whistles.

An Ran thought to herself, I will score the ball later and see if you will still be arrogant and think about interfering with your own passing.

As he was thinking about it, Anran's body started to move. He leaned closer first and found that Booker's defensive position was very upright, so Anran started dribbling the ball and playing with his back.

The duel between the two has gradually attracted some people's attention. After all, Booker is now a popular figure on the team. He just won the first team of the best rookie team, and the limelight is temporarily gone.

Ignoring who around him turned their attention, An Ran was focused on scoring the ball.

With two hits of "bang" and "bang", Booker's sleepy look finally changed.

"How can it be so powerful?" Booker's heart tightened, and he didn't understand why a random person could have such great power. This back-to-back impact was already very good among defenders.

Booker didn't dare to take the gamble. If Anron had used his own strength to hit the ball, if he released his strength now, Anran would definitely stumble, and the ball could easily be broken.

But if An Ran has such a strong core strength in post-up play, then once he unloads his strength, he can easily turn around and go for a layup.

Feeling that An Ran's strength was getting stronger, Booker no longer supported An Ran's waist with his forearms, but leaned against it with his own chest.

After Booker used his upper body strength, An Ran instantly felt the change. The moment his chest came up, An Ran turned around and took advantage of the situation to pick the basket.

"Holy shit! What kind of body is this for gymnastics?" However, Booker's movements in the next second made An Ran swear.

When An Ran turned around, he felt that he had gotten rid of Booker's defense. However, when he was about to pick the basket with his right hand, he suddenly found that his arm had been stretched out, and his entire upper body was twisted to nearly 90 degrees.

And his extraordinary wingspan directly blocked the front of his arm.

"Impossible, I don't believe he will block this ball!" Enron's experience told him that Booker would never be able to block the ball with his wingspan.

However, An Ran was frightened by his actions the next second.

Booker's twisted body rose rapidly. When Anron was about to pick up the basket, Booker had already sealed Anran's eyes!

"Damn, you're so shameless! Are you afraid of poking my eyes? It's too dangerous to play ball with this guy!"

An Ran thought a lot at this critical moment and was frightened by this sudden scene.

This ball does not seem to be blocked now, but the blocking effect of this ball is actually not bad.

An Ran could even feel the feeling of her eyelashes touching his palm, and she closed her eyes as a reflex. Then she shook her hand and the ball bounced out of the frame.

"What a ball! This eye-catching shot is amazing!" A tall player saw this scene and was the first to shout.

Just now he saw with his own eyes that Booker chose to lean on his chest because he couldn't bear the force of An Ran's back attack, and he also clearly saw that An Ran seized this short opportunity in time and turned around to prepare for the throw.

What a great opportunity, but Booker reacted too quickly and sealed his eyes with a backhand.

A skinny girl wearing suspenders screamed on the sidelines, and was impressed by Booker's defense of the ball.

"What are you all doing here? It's so lively. I wonder why Hollywood stars are watching you train!"

Hearing this voice, An Ran knew that this was the person who called him for a trial, and then turned his head to see who it was.

A group of people around him laughed at his words and dispersed like animals. An Ran also saw that he still had some prestige here, at least he could control these players.

There were also a few people who were not afraid and came up to greet him, and then described Booker's wonderful defense just now with added embarrassment, which caused another burst of laughter.

An Ran frowned and said nothing. He heard everything they said, but An Ran was still a little unwilling. The ball just now was obviously because he was nervous.

The hand is too close to me, but it doesn't interfere with my shooting.

He has already reached the basket. If he is not nervous, the ball can be scored steadily.

Although he was a little unwilling to admit it, Anron still knew that Booker's last defense was successful and it did interfere with him.

At the same time, Enron also paid more attention to it. A person who was not good at defense could actually have such a high defensive level. Suddenly, Enron's blood became excited. If he could compete with such excellent players in the NBA, it would be a very enjoyable thing.

An Ran glanced at Booker beside him, only to find that he was also looking at her, his eyes filled with fighting intent.

Booker also saw the fighting spirit in An Ran's eyes that refused to admit defeat, and was a little shocked for a moment.

I don't know where this player came from, but now he can resist himself and almost score. Booker's pressure is also much greater, and the excitement of just entering the best rookie team is a little less.

Booker actually knew in his heart that his defense had failed just now. If he hadn't reacted quickly and reached out to close his eyes, the ball would have been passed comfortably.

However, this kind of lucky defense will not happen many times. Generally, defensive eye seals do not dare to be so close to other people's eyes. Not to mention the possibility of being called a foul by the referee. If one does not control it and really penetrates someone else's eyeball, then

It's really a big deal.

After listening to the chatter around him, the man who came over also greeted Booker with a smile on his face.

What An Ran saw was a bald, middle-aged man, unremarkable. The only thing that might attract attention was the reflective head.

"Your defense has improved very quickly? Some people actually praise you for your good defense."

After hearing his words, Booker smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to explain, so he simply said nothing.

"But don't bully others. This is a young man who came to try out today. Don't be kicked away as soon as you come."

Seeing him laughing to himself, An Ran also got a general idea of ​​his speaking style, which was straightforward and straightforward, without any fear of offending others.

When Booker heard what he said, he quickly said: "No, he is very strong. How could I bully others?"

"You continue training, I will take this person away to see if he is a good prospect."

The bald man didn't let Booker finish, he immediately interrupted, then gave An Ran a look and motioned for him to follow him.

When he reached an empty stadium, An Ran found that there were many people waiting for him, but without exception, he did not recognize them.

"As you may have guessed, we watched your previous games and found that you are very suitable to be Bledsoe's substitute." The bald man said with a smile to An Ran.