My days of working at the NBA

Chapter 11: Is this a case of feigning sweetness and using underhanded tactics?

Both sides quickly took their positions.

Ford lunged forward again, sticking out his large rear end to secure his position once more, before impatiently reaching out to his teammate: "Dale..."

Clearly, he felt that being dispossessed in the previous round was entirely an accident.

Just now, I wasn't taking it absolutely seriously. I hesitated for a second when I turned around, which is why the other person stole the ball.

I won't let my guard down this time; I'm absolutely confident I can handle this little dwarf...

Without hesitation, Dell immediately threw the ball over.

Similarly, he felt that the previous round was just an accident.

Moreover, the coach on the sidelines did not give any new instructions, so he naturally had to pass the ball firmly, which was to execute the tactics.

The live music provided the perfect beat at that moment.

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

This added an unexpected tension to their offensive and defensive duel.

After receiving the ball, Ford didn't look at it again, but leaned back and pushed forward with force, turning sideways.

Du Ze was forced to retreat step by step.

Ford's height and weight give him a clear advantage.

We quickly arrived at the three-second zone.

Lyons from the University of Missouri was gradually closing in when suddenly they launched an attack to help defend and launch a pincer movement.

Ford didn't panic. Instead, he first resisted Duze, causing Duze to sink backward due to inertia.

Then, he jumped from the spot and very decisively took a mid-range shot.

just.

The moment the ball left his hand, he discovered something horrifying.

Du Ze, who had been knocked back, slowly rose into the air again right before his eyes.

then.

Like a god who blots out the sky, a slap came down.

boom!

American-style hot pot makes its dazzling debut.

The ball was slammed down hard, fast and powerful, giving no one time to react, and it hit Ford squarely in the face.

boom!

Another muffled sound.

Ford's head completed a backward-leaning jump shot, his whole body swaying from side to side, waving his arms and legs like a cooked noodle.

This completely stunned him.

He hadn't expected that Du Ze could jump up so quickly after sinking.

To his surprise, the ball actually hit him right in the face.

According to normal principles, after the inertial settling following a collision, the body needs a brief period of recovery before it can fully exert force and take off.

Du Ze, however, completely violated this normal principle.

What's even more terrifying is that this guy jumped from the spot and actually jumped higher than his own point of attack.

No need to tidy it up?

Is there really such terrifying explosive power in a standing jump?

All of this is beyond the scope of normal discussion.

He had no idea that Du Ze had already seen the trajectory of his next move the moment he retreated.

Because Du Ze's [Rim Protector King] has the ability to predict events 0.1 seconds in advance, his predictions are exceptionally accurate. As a result, he was able to adjust his body the moment he retreated and deliver such a stunning block.

The reason he could jump so high was due to the +2 bonus to athleticism from the [King of Rim Protection] skill, which made his already excellent explosiveness and jumping speed even more amazing.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

The whirring sound echoed throughout the entire stadium.

The ball bounced away and was caught by Cornell University's Alex Taylor, who was following behind. Before the others could react, he started his run and leaped into the air.

Like a swiftly flying arrow, it passes over one person after another.

In an instant.

He approached the basket and swung his arm.

Everyone thought it would be a spectacular, powerful dunk.

A figure suddenly appeared from the side.

Before Taylor could react, a large hand swept over him again, like a rapidly approaching hurricane, crashing down with a deafening roar.

boom!

The ball in his hand was hit hard, and his fingertips bent instantly. Before he could even feel the pain, the ball had vanished.

The entire audience gasped.

Wow!

Immediately afterwards, cheers erupted once again in the stadium.

Cornell University wasn't so lucky this time. The ball flew far away and was caught by Lawrence. Without hesitation, he went full speed ahead and scored an early point.

6:0.

Confused?

My head is buzzing.

Indeed, at that moment, it wasn't just Ford, who was completely disoriented from being hit, whose head was buzzing.

Donahue on the sidelines also showed a brief moment of hesitation in his gaze.

Clearly, Duze's two consecutive blocks had stunned him.

Coming to his senses, he made a pause gesture with a gloomy expression.

Then, turning back, he said, "Who gave me that analysis report on center number 23? Please step forward."

His voice was calm, but his eyes were like those of a beast unleashed from its cage, displaying a fierce and piercing gaze.

The assistant coaches behind him all had drastic changes in expression.

then.

One of the bald men with a full beard weakly raised his hand.

Donahue glared at him, spitting as he shouted, "Are you blind? This is mediocre athleticism? This is Cornell's weakest link? Good heavens..."

The sound was so loud that it deafened the players on the bench.

The bald man swallowed hard, but ultimately couldn't utter a single word.

His analysis report was extracted from past match videos, so it's absolutely impossible to fake.

But the problem is, Du Ze's incredible feats of flying and dodging in these rounds happened right before our eyes, so there's no way to fake it.

He now has a hundred thousand "whys".

He also wanted to know where the problem lay.

Donahue's roar grew louder: "Speak..."

The bald man spoke tremulously, "This... this might have been done on Cornell's part. He packaged this person as a weak link with mediocre talent, but in reality, he was a secret weapon that he brought out at the tournament to catch us off guard."

Yes, that's the only reasonable explanation.

Otherwise, it simply doesn't make sense.

Donahue stared intently at the other person: "You mean... Anderson tricked me with sweet talk?"

The bald man nodded blankly.

Donahue sneered twice, his roar echoing across the bench: "This is the stupidest excuse I've ever seen! How can a player's performance throughout the entire season be hidden? Do I look like an idiot to you? Do I?"

The bald man dared not utter a sound, and the others were even more terrified, not daring to breathe.

Donahue's anger had not yet been fully released, and he was just about to say something.

It suddenly stopped.

Because he suddenly realized that there seemed to be no other explanation besides this possibility.

After all, he had watched the game footage of the University of Missouri. Duze was indeed too short for a center, and his athleticism was simply not up to par.

Now, his jumping ability is so terrifying that he is completely different from the person in the video.

Aside from the fact that he was using a deceptive tactic, I really don't know how else to explain it.

Finally, he slowly withdrew his gaze and waved to the players coming off the field: "Come here, all of you."

Now is clearly not the time to vent his anger; he needs to readjust his tactics and make targeted arrangements.

On the other side...

When Du Ze left the field, he was surrounded by everyone.

Everyone excitedly gave him a high five.

Lawrence jumped up excitedly and bumped chests with him: "Du, you're fucking handsome, incredibly handsome."

Obviously.

At that moment, he no longer cared about why his good brother had become so powerful.

He was only happy for his good friend's excellent performance.

In one minute on the court, he scored 4 points, grabbed 1 rebound, made 1 steal, and blocked 2 shots.

He had a comprehensive impact on the game and became the biggest contributor to the team's lead.

Only the old man Anderson remained relatively calm and said to Du Ze, "Well done, young man."