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The moment the knife made a backhand throw, the moment the ball was released from the knife's hand, the locking skills allowed Li Ba to clearly "see" the trajectory of the ball, and he immediately made a one-foot take-off movement, from behind the knife Leaping up, his left hand slammed the ball with all his strength.

"Snapped!"

　　 It was like swatting a fly. In the loud slap, the giant palm slapped the ball, and the ball flew away from the court in an instant and went to the next door.

"Ugh!"

Most of the people outside the court support the knife, not only he is an old black, but also because Li Ba’s defensive skills have no audience here. If his defense destroys a gorgeous performance, there is a high probability that he will get a boo. Therefore, even some of the Asians or Chinese in the audience did not support Li Ba, and at this moment they all sighed regretfully.

　　 "Oh roar!"

　　 Li Ba waved his fists to cheer for himself.

　　 But I feel that the position of the fan is a little bit down with the cover just now. If the fan is a bug, it might not be successful. This is mainly due to athleticism, his bullet speed is not good enough.

　　 "Papa Papa..."

　　 Frank Johnson applauded for Li Ba. At least two hundred people outside the court, including him, applauded more than twenty or thirty.

　　 "He didn't eat it, and the cover was accurate. Mike, with his muscles and wingspan, don't you think he is useful in the basket? I even think that Big Ben is his template now." Frank said.

D'Antoni shrugged and said: "But you have to pay attention to who his opponent is. If you just change to an NBA player and still use the same offensive action, I don't know whether the Chinese can eat it or not, but as long as the bounce ability and stagnation are If he is more capable, he will definitely not be able to block it."

　　 Frank nodded, which is good. This Chinese opponent is indeed too weak. In the previous jump, there was no height, no suspension in the air, and no height in the shot. If you change to an NBA star, no, just a rotation player is enough, and you can just glide directly in the air. The distance from the Chinese, this kind of small throwing, can't be blocked at all.

　　 "TWO!" Li Ba raised **** at the knife.

　　 "Sheet! I will score!" said the knife fiercely.

　　 "You pest, I am the Himalayas that you cannot cross! Come on, **** pest, send me ten dollars, and then I will buy a tent."

　　 Li Ba smiled triumphantly.

　　 "You should pick it up. Didn't you pick up all your balls, clothes, and sneakers?" The knife roared and gave Li Ba a **** directly.

　　 "Fak Oil, do you think I came to America naked? If Hook didn't steal my suitcase, can I pick it up?"

　　It's annoying to mention this. He even stolen the changed underwear, Li Ba cursed.

　　 Next, the weak knife finally only scored two goals and successfully lost ten dollars.

In the eight goals behind 　　, Li Ba used his height and weight to push the knife out of the baseline once, rebounded once, intercepted once, blocked three times, and completed six successful defenses.

"Let’s go, Frank, his strength is really not good, he is not up to the level of the NBA. If he continues to fight these people here, this kind of bullfighting method requires technology and no skills, confrontation and no confrontation, tactics and no tactics, and no more Under professional training, he is not even qualified to play in the lower leagues. I don’t know how many people like him in the United States are, one hundred thousand? Or two hundred thousand? Maybe you can find him around here, a guy with physical condition and technical level. "D'Antoni said.

　　 "Well, what you said makes sense."

　　 Although Li Ba won, Frank knew his strength better, and there was no regret for not choosing Li Ba in the second round.

　　 "Hey, are there any streetball masters here?"

　　 "No, I don't even know. Hey, Chris, LeBron, that yellow guy has very long arms and looks longer than you."

　　 "There are too many people with arms longer than me. What's so rare about this?"

　　 At this time, three old blacks wearing jerseys and sneakers passed the court. They all wore baseball caps and were very tall. They stopped outside after seeing Li Ba's long arm and started talking.

　　 Following some media beside the three of them, the camera kept taking pictures and asked some questions from time to time.

　　 "His name is Hammer, and he has a very good fight. The Chinese has just been here for a month, and he is defensive. He doesn't know how to play streetball. You can play a bullfight with him for five or ten dollars."

　　 A fan next to him plugged in and was talking, but he recognized them and exclaimed in surprise: "Hey, you guys, you are..."

　　 "Yes, you recognize us." Bosh smiled triumphantly.

　　 "Hey." Wade greeted the fans.

　　 "Hello." James nodded and said.

　　 "The Hammer also participated in the draft, but failed." Seeing the three of them looked at Li Ba again, the fan said again.

　　 "Oh, I see, he is the Chinese with long arms." Wade suddenly understood.

　　 "Yes, I remembered that at first there were a few media reports, but then they disappeared. I heard that there was no opportunity for trial training." Bosh also said.

　　 "These three boys, it's a pity that our Suns can't get them." Frank, who was about to leave, said to D'Antoni.

　　 "The 96 golden generation, this year there is the platinum generation name, it is a pity that we do not have a lottery." D'Antoni is also very regretful.

Next, Li Ba accepted a five-dollar bullfight. His opponent was still a weak one. Those with a high level would not play the five-dollar ten-dollar game with him, so he plans to make a profit today and play twenty or thirty dollars tomorrow One by one, people of that level can pose a threat to him. UU Reading www.uukANAnshu.com

　　 "It's no wonder that with such a wingspan, I lost the election, and I didn't even have a chance to try out. I was too weak, so I played here. Do you still want to watch it?"

　　 James said lightly, feeling boring and planning to leave.

　　 "I want to play with him at the end." Bosh said suddenly.

　　 "Why?" James was surprised.

　　 "He blocked it a few times just now, I want to try and see if he can cover my shot." Bosh shook his long neck and smiled.

"as long as you are happy."

　　 For Bosh's evil taste, James is quite helpless and authentic.

　　 "Go, I'll buy you to win." Wade yelled with a grin.

　　 "Oh, a media reporter is filming. Was that the fifth place in the first round of Wade yesterday?"

　　 "Is that high school student LeBron James next to him?"

　　 "Yes, the No. 1 pick, and Bosh who is fourth in the first round. They are about to sign a big contract, millionaires, I really envy you!"

　　 The three attracted the attention of the fans, and they started talking, and attracted a large number of fans from other stadiums. They quickly crowded the stadium.

　　 Li Ba collected five dollars and noticed that three big men had come to the stadium, and he also waited and watched.

　　 He knows all three of them. Yesterday, watching them put on the team hats on stage, he was so envious that he was swearing. I didn't expect to see a real person here today.

But soon, he saw these three people walking towards him with a wave of media. Among those media, there was another person he knew, named Chen Hong, a reporter from the domestic sports weekly. He came to the station with Dayao last year. One of the reporters in the United States interviewed him when he first came to the United States, but after his scout report came out, he never appeared again, nor did he report to him once in China.