At 10:30 the next morning, Xing Yun and the others were already standing on the court.
Just as Xing Yun and the others had expected, the Nets 'starting lineup consisted of four players with an annual salary of more than ten million dollars plus Booker, who earned 9.45 million dollars.
The point guard on the Nets 'side was Lin Shuhao, so as soon as he came up, he went straight to Xing Yun. His target was Xing Yun.
This time, the Nets were basically certain that they couldn't win, so they used a playstyle that they could play however they wanted.
Just as Lin Shuhao arrived in front of Xing Yun, he immediately blocked her path.
"Beep!"
As the whistle sounded, the basketball in the referee's hand was thrown into the air.
Xing Yun and the others were basically determined to get the ball because the player sent by the Nets to get the ball was Carroll, who was 2.01 meters tall.
It was basically impossible for Carroll to fight for the ball in the hands of Anthony, so Xing Yun stood on the court of the Nets this time.
Just as Xing Yun and the others had expected, the basketball was quickly sent to Xing Yun by Anthony.
When Lin Shuhao saw the basketball flying over, he immediately ran over with large strides. He wanted to snatch the basketball before Xing Yun.
However, Xing Yun had already moved when Lin Shuhao moved. Although his legs were not as long as Lin Shuhao's, his movements were fast.
Lin Shuhao saw that he was about to catch the basketball. The basketball was less than a centimeter away from his hand.
However, the basketball disappeared from Lin Shuhao's eyes in an instant. That was because Xing Yun ran over just as he was about to catch the basketball.
Xing Yun's movements were naturally not something that Lin Shuhao could compare to. Thus, Xing Yun instantly grabbed the basketball in her hands.
Seeing that the basketball had already landed in Xing Yun's hands, Lin Shuhao immediately turned into a defensive stance and stared at Xing Yun.
"You played as a guard in the Nets, right? Then I'll show you how a guard controls the ball.”
As Lin Shuhao was Chinese, although he was born and raised in America, he could more or less understand some Chinese. Therefore, he understood what Xing Yun had just said.
If someone else had said this to Lin Shuhao, he would have thought that this person was arrogant.
However, the person who said this was Xing Yun. He had the capital to say this.
Lin Shuhao had also learned the dribbling method that Xing Yun had mentioned, which used the basketball to spin wildly to change the direction of the ball. However, up until now, he had never succeeded.
"Pay attention, I'm coming."
As soon as Xing Yun said this, the basketball in his hand immediately fell to the ground and he began to dribble.
When Lin Shuhao saw Xing Yun dribble, he immediately opened his arms and began to defend.
"You can't just blindly defend. When you face the enemy, you have to make a decisive move when you have the opportunity. If you're not careful, you might accidentally take the ball over.”
Seeing Lin Shuhao's defense, Xing Yun directly said.
At this moment, the two of them didn't look like they were still fighting in a competition. It was completely like Xing Yun was training Lin Shuhao.
When he heard Xing Yun's words, Lin Shuhao couldn't help but reach out to take Xing Yun's ball.
When Lin Shuhao reached out his hand, Xing Yun immediately turned around and dribbled to Lin Shuhao's back.
The 24 seconds were almost up, so Xing Yun jumped up from behind Shuhao Lin and shot the ball.
"Bang!"
Then came the sound of the basketball entering the hoop, and the Los Angeles team scored their first two points.
"Sometimes, you have to make your own judgment. When I say that you should attack, it's because you think you have confidence, not blindly attacking. This will only give the enemy more opportunities.”
When Xing Yun walked towards her own half, he patted Lin Shuhao's shoulder and lectured him like an old senior.
However, Book Number Lin nodded. When Xing Yun had spoken, his heart had suddenly moved, and he had immediately extended his hand.
It was this move that caused a hole to appear in his defense. Therefore, Xing Yun seized this opportunity to use a simple turn to bypass him and then directly threw the first ball.
As time passed quickly, the score between the Los Angeles Clippers and the Nets continued to widen.
This time, the basketball landed in Lin Shuhao's hands. Xing Yun was already standing in front of him.
"Come on, use your greatest ability and see if you have a way to defeat me.”
Looking at Lin Shuhao, whose dribbling was full of loopholes in front of her, Xing Yun directly hooked her hand at him.
"Sure. Are you ready?"
"Come on."
As soon as Xing Yun said this, Lin Shu immediately started dribbling and prepared to break through Xing Yun.
"No, it's definitely not a problem for you to dribble in the hands of others. They usually don't intercept your ball easily, but you're facing me. Because the movements of your hands continue to speed up, the chances of the ball being stolen are much smaller.”
As soon as Xing Yun finished speaking, Lin Shuhao realized that the ball he had just dribbled had fallen into Xing Yun's hands.
When she got the ball, Xing Yun threw the ball directly toward the center of the net.
Before Xing Yun threw the ball, Antony and the others had already run over, so the ball quickly fell into their hands. Then, it was a very easy slam dunk.
"If you still want to continue improving your basketball skills, you can go back to China to pay your respects to your ancestors after the playoffs. If you can meet me in China, I might be able to teach you a few moves.”
Seeing that Lin Shuhao wanted to return to his own half of the field, Xing Yun stood there and spoke indifferently.
Upon hearing Xing Yun's words, Shuhao Lin's eyes instantly lit up. He then nodded at Xing Yun and ran back to his own half of the court to dribble the ball.
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