Just like that, Iverson became Yang Ming's sparring machine and began to live here.
Every day, after eating and drinking, she would be dragged to the training center by Yang Ming for a duel. Then, when she was tired and hungry, she would return to Yang Ming's house to eat and rest. Then, she would be dragged to the training center again.
For a whole week, Yang Ming always ate, slept, and played Iverson.
Endless rotation.
Of course, it was the other way around. Iverson had been attacking while Yang Ming had been practicing defense. Occasionally, he would change the attacking side and play a few balls.
In the end, Iverson was shocked beyond words by Yang Ming.
Other than fighting one-on-one with him, the latter spent his free time in the team's strength room. Under the guidance of the trainer, he had been training his muscles and strength.
During this period of time, he had never seen Yang Ming have a day off, and he had never seen anyone train themselves so hard, like a ruthless training machine.
On the day Mother Yang returned to China, he finally saw Yang Ming stop training and make time to send his mother to the airport. However, in the afternoon, the other party began again and continued his endless training.
In late August, Iverson, who had been in New York for two weeks, couldn't take it anymore. He fled back to Philadelphia at a speed several times faster than before.
Before he left, he even cursed.
"Pervert, you are a pervert. If I challenge you to a duel again, I will break my leg.”
In the end, he could feel Yang Ming's improvement every day. From a sparse and ordinary defender who could be easily taken advantage of by him, he had now caused difficulties for himself with every shot. He could no longer easily break through the defensive gate under the basket.
In the end, he used all his street skills, but it was still difficult to score easily.
Yang Ming's defense had improved too quickly!
From the beginning, he still had the pleasure of torturing Yang Ming, but now he fled in a panic. People who didn't understand would think that he had been tortured by the latter.
After Iverson left, Yang Ming, who was still in the training hall, looked at his own panel, which had already reached 96 points. He smiled.
If you want to come again, I won't do it. Aren't you tired of cooking?
Without Iverson as a sparring partner, Yang Ming could only call the training team back and start the next special training-passing.
By the beginning of September, his interface had three additional 90 points.
Yang Ming
Birth date: September 1, 1978
[Body height: 198cm]
[Weight: 88kg]
[Jump: 110cm]
Run-up jump: 125cm
Arm span: 220cm
[Touching height: 272cm]
[Strength: 99]
[Speed: 99]
[Agility: 99]
[Jumping: 99]
[Endurance: 99]
[Explosive Power: 99]
[Spirit: 99]
[Injuries: 0]
[Physical fitness rating: SS, best in history]
Basic Ability Points
[Vision: 62]
Ball Control: 95
Passing: 93
Organization: 33
[Resistance: 80]
Attack Ability
Dunks: 82
Under the basket: 68
[Hit: 35]
Close Shot: 92
Zhongyuan Investment: 91
3 points: 91
Free throws: 95
Offensive Rebounds: 55
Defense Ability
Single Defense: 96
Low Defense: 61
Defense: 37
Steals: 42
[Caps: 50]
Defensive Rebounds: 64
At this moment, he had a total of more than seven 90 ability points. Moreover, other than the three new 90 points, his other ability points had also increased a lot after his hard work during this period. Even though it wasn't as fast as the special training card, it still increased by 3-10 points.
Especially since he had been in the strength room, his resistance had increased by 9 points, his weight had increased by three kilograms, and his muscles had gradually become more muscular. This would improve his ability to attack inside the line in the regular season or playoffs.
After more than a month of hard work, he was very confident in the upcoming season.
When he came out of the training hall, it was time for the Knicks to hold a press conference to announce the signing of the rookie, Ming Yang.
At the press conference, Yang Ming and the former officially met, and at the same time, he showed his Knicks jersey.
Number 1!
It was his favorite number, and it also showed his ambition to become the number one player in the Alliance.
In fact, the Knicks jerseys of this period were very simple. They were just white and blue jerseys. They were not as fancy as those of Anthony's era in the future, with red maple leaf Christmas styles and city-themed styles.
Looking at the monotonous color of the jersey, Yang Ming planned to go back and buy more long socks, as well as all kinds of sleeves and wrist guards to make himself look more elegant and handsome.
He was already very likable. How could he only wear such a simple jersey?
The woman's jersey was number 2.
Tsk, isn't this a coincidence? I didn't mean to suppress you. Yang Ming thought to himself.
At the press conference, Yang Ming and the auntie also accepted interviews. In the face of reporters 'questions, the two of them spoke about their position and prospects in the team's future. Both of them declared that they wanted to bring the Knicks to the finals and attack the championship.
Regardless of whether they were confident or arrogant, the local reporters almost cried when they saw the two of them making such a solemn promise.
Please stop bragging. Be a good person and save some character.
Oakley, who had made such a promise the last time, clearly didn't fulfill it. He suffered a crushing defeat in the finals and was even injured because of it, greatly damaging his personal ability. After that, the more he fought, the more useless he became, and he began to become an ordinary blue-collar worker.
He saw the team's pillar, Ewing, backstage.
You Yin was obviously very fond of him. After introducing himself to Yang Ming, he kept talking to Yang Ming. He kept saying," Play well in the new season, I'll protect you, just like a big boss."
"Why don't you come to my house tonight?”
You Yin sent an invitation to Yang Ming, and at the same time, he pulled the auntie along.
"No problem."
The auntie was the first to respond.
"I should be fine too." Yang Ming thought for a moment and replied with a smile.
"Alright then."
Ewing, who looked like a gorilla and was the prototype of 'Slam Dunk' Akagi Tsuyoshi, stood up happily." Then it's decided. I'll go home and settle it, and I'll pick you up in the afternoon."”
Before he left, he patted Yang Ming's shoulder solemnly and smiled." You're not bad. We love hardworking people."”
"Thank you!" Yang Ming replied with a smile.
After Ewing left, only the middle-aged woman and Yang Ming were left, as well as the team's manager, Coach Van Gundy.
When the management and Van Gundy left, Yang Ming and the woman looked at each other.
"What should we do next?" the middle-aged woman asked in boredom.
"Why don't we go to the training center to train?" Yang Ming suggested.
"Sure, then let's go to the training center and let me see your strength.”The auntie immediately agreed and stretched her muscles eagerly.
Two hours later, the middle-aged woman suddenly ran out of the training center's entrance with tears streaming down her face.
"Please be a human, Yang. I'm too tired. I can't keep playing one-on-one.”
"Your old arms and legs can't withstand your torment.”
(Reward, give me some!)
(It's so quiet today. Only a few brothers seem to exist.)）
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