Wittman said something that made everyone very excited.
"Don't hide anymore. If you can play solo, then play solo. But I have a condition. If you succeed in the solo, you can continue playing. But if you fail once, you must complete a steal or assist before you can continue playing solo!”
Han Zhe thought to himself that Whitman really knew how to play. He could even think of such a method.
Han Zhe guessed that the training was about to end, and Wittman wanted to see everyone's true strength. This was also a chance for them to show themselves.
However, this was exactly what Han Zhe wanted. Han Zhe had the Eye of the Heavenly Emperor, and he was best at breaking through and stealing. This meant that he could play very well in this game.
Han Zhe passed the ball to Thomas, who was at the bottom. After Thomas passed a defender, he was just about to continue his attack when the ball was snatched away by a player who was trying to steal it. Thomas was so angry that he jumped up and down. This meant that even if he received the ball next time, he could only pass the ball. He had to assist or steal once to get another chance to attack.
The opponent had scored a goal with a fast break, and that was because Han Zhe had deliberately let the match go. There were not many opportunities for everyone to perform, so there was no need to be too ruthless. The key was that he had absolute confidence in himself.
After the exchange of possession, Thomas threw the ball to Han Zhe as soon as he passed the midfield. Han Zhe's opponent was quickly dazzled by Han Zhe's high-frequency dribble. Coupled with Han Zhe's ability to predict the opponent's interception, it was naturally easy for him to break through.
After Han Zhe rushed into the three-point line, he turned around and passed another player. He jumped up high as soon as he entered the three-second zone.
"Brat, you're too arrogant!" The opposing center forward also jumped up immediately, wanting to give Han Zhe a blood cap.
However, after he jumped, he realized that Han Zhe's wrist was actually higher than his. His fingertips could not even reach the basketball that Han Zhe was holding!
Clang!
A loud slam was heard. The Wizards players who were training next to them couldn't help but turn their heads to look. They saw Han Zhe and center Mark colliding in the air.
Han Zhe's physique should have been sent flying, but he was already charging and jumping, so he had an advantage. After dunking, he grabbed the basket tightly and landed safely after swinging his body.
Ma Ke was in a tough spot. He lost his balance in the air and stumbled back after landing on the ground. Then, he fell to the ground and slid a lot!
"F * ck! Is my eyes playing tricks on me? This kid is 1.82 meters, right? He actually knocked a 2.13-meter center forward and sent him flying?”
Wall rubbed his eyes and complained.
Crawford was also dumbfounded. They had seen people who could jump well, but they had never seen someone as unreasonable as Han Zhe. The 1.82-meter tall guy went head-on to the center forward, but the center forward could not block him and was even blocked!
"What a f * cking monster!" Even Lewis, who was far away, could not help but curse. The center forward named Mark was not weak. His performance in yesterday's training match was quite eye-catching. He did not expect to be bullied so badly this time.
The players on the field were naturally stunned as well. They even forgot to serve the ball. They stared blankly at Mark, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, and then turned to look at Han Zhe, who was pounding his chest in excitement. They cursed the monster in their hearts.
They had only known that Han Zhe's breakthrough and defense were strong, but they did not expect his jump to be so heaven-defying. Although Han Zhe had also made a flying slam yesterday, it was not as direct and shocking as this time!
After calming down, Han Zhe grinned and started rubbing his chest. Of course, it wasn't because he hurt himself, but because he was the one who suffered the loss just now. The two of them weren't of the same weight class at all. Although Han Zhe had the advantage of running up and stabbing, he was sent flying the moment he made contact in the air. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and dunked in time to hang the basket tightly. Otherwise, he would have been sent flying.
Now that he thought about it, he still had a lingering fear. He was too excited just now. Such actions could easily hurt him.
"I was careless just now. If you have the ability, come again!”Ma Ke stood up and glared at him provocatively. It was really too embarrassing just now. Not only was he caught, but the other party was also a small man.
"I'm not coming, I'm not coming. Do you think I'm stupid…" Han Zhe was instantly terrified. After saying that, he ran away with a smile, leaving Mark stomping his feet in anger.
Wittman and Newman looked at each other on the sidelines. Newman said," This ball is really beautiful. It's hard to see it in the NBA. I'm starting to like this kid. It's definitely worth signing him in the second round.”
Wittman was a little absent-minded. After a moment, he sighed." It's not certain if we can get him in the second round. You know, this kid's performance yesterday shocked everyone.”
Newman also frowned. The better Han Zhe's performance was, the more conflicted they would be, because they would be heartbroken if someone else intercepted them. They probably never thought that the connections that Luther had put in were so powerful!
As the match progressed, Wittman raised his eyebrows. It was not that Han Zhe's performance was bad, but it was too good. He made all kinds of sudden jumps and throws, and his movements were elegant and beautiful. He felt that this group of rookies were like primary school students in front of him.
Perhaps because of Han Zhe's provocation, Thomas's performance improved and he hit a few good shots.
Han Zhe was having a great time. Because of Wittman's rules, his teammates loved to throw the ball at him. It was not because he was pleasing to the eye, but because Han Zhe had a high scoring rate. After throwing the ball to him, it was almost an assist. They could lift the ban!
The game had only been going on for about ten minutes, but Han Zhe had already scored more than twenty points. Wittman and Newman were speechless. They didn't know if Han Zhe was too strong or if his opponent was too weak.
Even the home team's players began to slack off and come over to watch them play, because Han Zhe often played beautifully, making everyone addicted to watching.
"Coach, this kid is not bad. Take him down. Don't let the other teams benefit.”Wall moved closer to Wittman and said with a cheeky smile.
Wittman's face darkened. He pointed at the training equipment in the distance, and Wall obediently dodged. This was telling him to stop talking and get lost for training!
After fighting for a while, Han Zhe's weakness was revealed. He was a little lacking in stamina. After all, Han Zhe rarely experienced such high-intensity competitions. They had also fallen for Wittman's trick. In the beginning, everyone went easy on each other, thinking that it was good for everyone.
However, as they fought, they started to fight for their lives. The reason was simple. Under Wittman's rules, if they wanted to have a chance to shoot, they had to assist and steal. It was impossible for everyone to assist, so stealing was the only way out. Everyone could fight for it with all their might. It was even more exciting than the actual competition.
After about twenty minutes, Han Zhe couldn't hold on any longer. He started to sweat profusely, and his footsteps became heavier.
For some reason, Wittman felt relieved when he saw that Han Zhe was tired. Perhaps it was because Han Zhe's previous performance was too shocking, and now that he had exposed his shortcomings, Wittman felt that this was normal!
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