Chapter 569 Coach, I want to play ball!(2/2)
7 Forbidden Zone Overlord (Gold)
When attacking with a back in the three-second zone, shooting ability increases by 6 points
8 Team Leader (Gold)
Within 10 seconds after briefly taking possession of the ball, the offensive ability of all teammates increases by 5 points.
9 Sharpshooter (gold)
The difficulty of shooting after receiving a pass from a teammate will be reduced by 7% within three seconds.
10…
96 rating?!
Super star?!
Wang Zelin took a breath of air. The sky hook skill was simply too powerful. After the fusion, his rating directly increased by 2 points, crossing 95 and directly reaching 96!
Among active players, the only ones with a higher rating than him are James and Durant. Including him, they are the only superstars among active players with a rating of over 95.
I admired my new panel again. The only drawback is that the mid-range shooting ability has only improved by 1 point, and it has not fully inherited Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's mid-range shooting attributes of 95.
But it doesn't hurt.
The important thing is that after acquiring the sky-hook offensive method that is as good as mid-range shooting and attacking at the basket, his offensive ability has ushered in another qualitative breakthrough.
After all, CIC sometimes pays attention to the feel. Once it feels cold, you can only pay tribute to the Mamba spirit!
In addition, the Trail Blazers are currently suffering from numerous injuries. The three main players, especially Aldridge in the post, will have to recuperate for a while. Jokic is still very young. There is no one who can share the offensive pressure with Wang Zelin. He can only attack alone.
A heavy burden is carried on the shoulders.
At the same time, it also has the responsibility of guarding the gate.
The previous loss to the Spurs was due to the fact that Lillard from the outside could not pass the ball in; the second reason was that Wang Zelin was always surrounded by two big guys throughout the game, making it difficult to get a chance to take normal shots, so he kept going crazy at the basket.
Even if you attack difficult problems, you cannot maintain efficiency for a long time.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Under such circumstances, with Wang Zelin's Sky Hook, he no longer has to worry about his opponent's crazy double-teaming.
Why not try the power of Sky Hook?
As soon as this thought came out, his heart felt like crazy grass growing, making him restless and ready to move.
grass!
do not care!
Wang Zelin roared inwardly, got out of bed, put on his shoes and went straight to the court.
What needs to be praised here is that America is indeed the kingdom of basketball. As soon as he walked downstairs and took a few steps, he saw a basketball court.
No wonder some netizens jokingly say: America has a basketball court every 100 meters, Brazil has a football field every 200 meters; and in our country, there is an Internet cafe every 100 meters, and every 200 meters.
A mahjong parlor...
Looking from a distance, there are several people shooting baskets on the field.
"Bah bang bang!"
When Wang Zelin approached, all the whites and blacks on the field stopped what they were doing and turned to look over.
There is no way, absolute suppression from height!
"Hey guys, how about adding one, I'm not very good at it."
Wang Zelin smiled and said hello to a white boy with a big belly.
"Of course, uncle, seeing as you are so tall, you must be a professional."
The white boy with freckles on his face responded enthusiastically.
"That's right, I'm... wait, what did you call me just now?"
Wang Zelin suddenly realized that the boy in front of him actually called himself uncle.
"Uncle! What's wrong?"
There was confusion on the white boy's face.
"But I'm only 21 years old, do you think I look old?"
Wang Zelin pointed to his handsome face with a look of helplessness on his face.
"Uncle, my name is Tom. I just celebrated my 13th birthday. Is it right to call you that?"
The white boy named Tom also pointed at himself, his face became more suspicious, and then he whispered:
"Did I say something wrong? But this is indeed what my mother taught me!"
"..."
Looking at Tom, who claimed to be 13 years old, who was at least 1.8 meters tall and only one head shorter than himself, someone fell into deep thought.
Seeing that the Asian uncle did not communicate with him anymore, Tom suddenly felt that he seemed to have said something wrong and hurt the other person's heart, so he quickly shut his mouth.
The scene fell into embarrassment.
"Oh! Shet! Tom, I remember who this guy is..."
Behind Tom, an old black man suddenly put his head in his hands and looked at Wang Zelin excitedly.
"He is the MVP winner of the NBA last season - the King of Heaven!"
After saying that, Lao Hei immediately ran over and wanted to take a photo with Wang Zelin.
"You, are you really the king?"
Tom just looked at the Asian man in front of him, but he still didn't seem to be sure, so he asked stupidly.
"Haha, damn, I've been recognized. Am I so bad at acting? It seems I can't criticize idols casually in the future..."
Wang Zelin smiled and scratched the back of his head, then stretched out his right hand and patted their shoulders gently, smiling and saying: "Nice to meet you, Tom. Let me introduce you, my name is Wang Zelin."
"o...m...g!"
After hearing Wang Zelin's personal admission, Tom suddenly shouted.
"Wang, please sign your name for me, please."
"Wang, why are you here?"
"Tony, has your home just got access to the Internet? I haven't heard that any reporter reported that Wang was injured before. He is here, and he must be here for treatment."
"God, I just shook hands with an NBA star and he was still alive."
"What, is it possible that you have shaken hands with the dead?"
"There is no such opportunity."
"..."
Realizing that the topic was getting more convoluted, Wang Zelin hurriedly signed the names of the children in front of him, took photos, and then told the purpose of his visit.
"But your injury?"
The old black man who first recognized Wang Zelin, ah no, he has a name, his name is Tony.
Tony carefully took the signed photo back into his arms, and then looked at Wang Zelin's injured left hand.
"It's okay. The doctor said that if I recover quickly, I will be able to return to the court in one or two weeks at most."
After saying that, Wang Zelin also used his left hand to swing a few large loops for everyone to see.
"Okay then, there are exactly six of us including Wang, let's play three vs three."
Another black boy, Jim, suggested.
Soon, this proposal was recognized by everyone.
Then, there was a lively discussion on who should be teammates with Wang Zelin.
In the end, it was Wang Zelin who took the initiative and promised that three vs three rounds would last for fifteen minutes. There would be a total of three rounds, and everyone would have the opportunity to be his teammate. Only then did everyone give up.
"Let's let Tom and Tony partner with me first. Don't worry, everyone will have a chance."
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An hour later, after giving the children a lesson called "Go to nmd Basketball Dreams", Wang Zelin returned to the ward in a happy mood and dialed the number given by head coach Triste.
"What's wrong, King?"
On the other end of the phone came the voice of Terry Stotts.
Standing in front of the window on the third floor, looking at the children on the basketball court outside, who soon returned to their vigorous state, he smiled and replied:
Chapter completed!