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Although the height of the other party is almost the same as his own, and his body looks better, but years of experience tell him that the age of the boy in front of him will never exceed 20 years old.

In addition, he had heard a lot that there were all kinds of "relationships" within the Celestial Dynasty, and he was more willing to believe that he was defeated by such "relationships".

Yes, it was because of "relationship" that he lost to the unknown boy. MacDonald was even certain at this moment that the report in front of him was false.

Damn people from the Celestial Dynasty, it doesn't count for what they say. How can this make the big words I blew in my hometown so true?

Damn boy, you stole the banknotes that belonged to me, a lot of my banknotes!

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In fact, MacDonald can't help thinking like this, who made the heavenly dynasty with a population of more than one billion, only Yao Ming is the only one who really made a name for himself in the world basketball arena, and anyone else would never believe that an obscure Chinese youth would have a body comparable to Yao Ming talent.

"Mr. Donald, please be more respectful. We are a professional basketball club, and we will never play tricks." MacDonald's words made Wu Bolan's anger unbearable. Chilled.

As if he didn't see Wu Bolan's face, Macdonald continued to be yin and yang: "Hehe, Miss Wu, height 212cm, arms span 227, maximum bench press 115kg, and then you told me that such data appeared in a 17-year-old boy Do you think I should believe it?"

"If I'm not afraid to offend you, even Yao Ming, the proud champion of the NBA, his static physical talent has never reached such a level."

"If your club insists on making fun of me, I will definitely make you regret it."

"You..." Wu Bolan felt a little uncomfortable, and to be honest, she was a little shaken in her heart.

Although Macdonald's face was a little disgusting, he was right in saying some things. Zelin's static talent, I am afraid that Dayao and Yi Jianlian are slightly inferior.

After all, data is just data. Wu Bolan has never witnessed Wang Zelin's physical examination process. Although she is willing to believe the authenticity of this data, she still retains the slightest doubt in her heart.

"Mr. Donald, right?" Wang Zhelin took the ball and walked slowly between MacDonald and Wu Bolan.

"You are Wang Zelin." After speaking, he still remembered the two reports in Yang's hands.

"Zelin, why are you here?"

"Sister Bolan, since someone refuses to believe my strength, then I can only come over and personally verify it for him!"

Then Wang Zelin turned his head and said very lightly, "Mr. Donald, you and I are both basketball players. Talking about other things is false. Why don't we talk with the ball!"

"OK!"

MacDonald couldn't believe that the pseudo-genius in his mind dared to challenge himself.

But then his heart became very excited: Come on, I want to prove that you are a fake, shameless Chinese.

Wang Zelin's sudden invitation to the battle was beyond everyone's expectations, but after a little thought, he was quickly relieved.

Young people, who is not angry?

For Fan Bin and others, such a thing is not a bad thing. After all, competition will always make people improve, and they also want to see how Wang Zhelin's actual combat level is.

It's like an exam. How many people are trying to make a difference in the mock exam, and the result is the best big exam, but their name is lost.

"Bolan, come here, let's see how Xiao Wang's actual combat ability is?" Ma Lianbao, who had been watching for a long time, beckoned from Wu Bolan and called him to his side.

"Okay, Uncle Ma."

As the former Fujian men's basketball coach, Ma Baolian and Wu Bolan are naturally very familiar, and the latter has always maintained respect for Ma Baolian.

But now Wu Bolan wondered: "Why is this kid so good at English all of a sudden?"

Could it be that I haven't seen you for a while, did I miss something interesting?

I have to say that a woman's sixth sense is indeed accurate.

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"Boy, how do you want to play?" At this time, MacDonald seemed a little anxious.

"It's very simple, let's play 10 goals 1vs1, and the attack time is 14 seconds, and the team who scores can continue to attack, see who scores 10 goals first, how?" Wang Zelin said cheerfully.

"No problem, but I have to attack first. After all, respect the old and love the young, but isn't it the fine tradition of your Chinese?" Although Macdonald would rather die than believe that this young man would have such physical qualities, he couldn't stand it. What the hell!

Therefore, MacDonald, who knew that he was a strong offensive player and a weak defensive player, wanted to get the first offensive ball very reluctantly.

Whoever said that foreigners are upright, if you stand in front of me and say it again, try to see if I won't reward you with two big mouths.

"Row!"

After Wang Zelin paused for a few seconds, he quickly accepted the other party's request.

Except for his speed and mid-range shot, MacDonald has no one ability that can compare to him, and even if he is stronger than himself, the two are limited. The chance of him winning is extremely small.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the opponent's hand feels overwhelming and he makes 10 consecutive shots from the outside, but the probability of such a thing happening is no less than Zhou Qi's ability to make a good throw-in.

"Zelin is a bit overwhelmed!" As a father, Wang Changhai was the one who hoped Wang Zelin would win the most. When you saw your family agreed to the other party's no-face request, it was inevitable that you would complain.

"Don't worry, Old Wang, Zelinlin is a measured child." Liu Yudong's face was still cheerful, and those who didn't know thought he was Wang Zelin's father.

While everyone was chatting, Wang Zelin and MacDonald had already done their warm-up exercises, and the latter had already come beyond the three-point line.

MacDonald held the ball in his right hand, took a few steps inside and leaned against Wang Zelin to start exerting force... Then he found that he couldn't stand against the opponent.

How is it possible, this kid can't have such a strong power!

MacDonald quickly lowered his center of gravity, and then slammed into Wang Zelin with a violent force from his back.

This time, Wang Zelin took a small step back after being hit. Although the difference in strength between the two was more than 10 points, the other party also had 51 upper body strength and 48 lower body strength. It was impossible to move at all. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

It was this sudden collision that caused Wang Zhelin to lose his position. Although he quickly posted it back, McDernard still got the space to shoot and pulled it straight up.

"Shh!"

Although the shot was a bit reluctant, it was still scored.

1:0

After scoring the goal, Macdonald yelled, "Comeonbaby!"

In Chinese, it's probably "Sao Nian, that's all?"

This ball was not defended, largely because of Wang Zelin's experience. He used too much force when defending, and he didn't know how to score seven points, leaving only three points.

The former Wang Zelin may not have won the bid so easily, but unfortunately, that Wang Zelin can no longer come back. Now, the one who tops other bodies is an ordinary basketball fan who has just awakened his golden finger.

In the first round, he lost to his opponent's experience, so he was not so frustrated. .

Because he is very clear that in terms of ability, he must be stronger than the other party, but in terms of experience, that thing takes time.

However, he is still full of confidence in the victory. Even though the opponent has a strength rating of 53, it is only 3 points lower than himself. However, the CBA foreign aid level and the superstar level are two levels after all. There is a difference of 3 points. do not.

This is the confidence that every hanging B should have!

"continue!"

After picking up the ball, Wang Zelin passed it to MacDonald.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the opponent's emotions did not show a tendency to lose, MacDonald knew that his calculations had failed, and after receiving the ball, he stood back outside the three-point line.

In the face of his own provocation, this young and somewhat excessive boy was able to maintain such a good mentality.

It's not easy!