Chapter 9
In June 2015, with the end of this year's NBA Finals, the Warriors picked up the O'Brien Cup again after 40 years and won the championship.
The season was over, and the management of each team began to prepare for the next season.
The next big event in the league was the NBA draft!
And before the draft, the annual joint training conference held by the league in Philadelphia officially began!
At the United Center Arena, most of the outstanding players of the year were gathered there.
Other than those players who were amazingly talented and locked in the top scorer, any player who had the chance to be selected would not give up the opportunity to show off.
At the joint training conference.
"Who is that guy? His muscular body was a little scary!”
"An Asian? I reckon his strength isn't that great."
"I've never heard of him. He's just a nobody. His body looks scary.”
"I wonder if he will participate in the 5v5 match. I'll beat him up tomorrow.”
As a yellow-skinned Asian, he was very conspicuous among the black and white players. Coupled with his terrifying muscles, many players saw him at first glance.
However, because Wang Mian had never played in the United States, not many players knew him.
In addition to the inherent arrogance and prejudice against Asian players, they looked down on him.
Wang Mian glared fiercely at the player who said he was going to beat him up.
Carl Anthony Towns. Wang Mian knew him. He was a popular candidate for this year's top pick.
Very good, if there is a match, let's see who will beat who!
Towns was originally chatting and laughing with the people beside him when he suddenly saw Wang Mian's fierce gaze and was shocked.
This kid's gaze was actually a little scary…
Everyone quietly waited for the trial to officially begin.
The trial was divided into three parts. The first test was the static side of the body.
Needless to say, Wang Mian's static data was definitely at the top level.
His height was 2.15 meters, his weight was 148 kilograms, his arm span was 2.32 meters, his body fat percentage was 6%, his shoulders were wide, and his standing height was also very outstanding.
Although the data was very, very good, static data was not particularly important. The main thing was the player's dynamic data.
When Wang Mian performed the body movement talent test, he instantly attracted the attention of everyone present!
The players who were originally doing other tests gathered at the side to watch his physical test.
The height of the jump was 1.1 meters!
Run-up jump: 1.25 meters!
The maximum height was 4 meters!
What was the level of this highest level? In the past, the highest height in the NBA record was 3.96 meters.
The record was held by the legendary star, Wilt Chamberlain.
The height of the top edge of the backboard was 3.95 meters.
In other words, Wang Mian's maximum height was a few centimeters higher than the top edge of the backboard!
The maximum bench press was 260kg!
Karl Malone held the record for the greatest bench press in the NBA. His bench press record was 230kg.
And Wang Mian had directly reached the bench press data of 260kg. This was too f * cking shocking!
Not to mention his 148kg weight, his run-up jump had reached 1.25 meters!
Many small defenders had a maximum jump of about 1.2 meters. A heavy center like Wang Mian's jumping ability was even more terrifying than a defender!
At his peak, O'Neal weighed about 145 kilograms, and his maximum jump was only 89 centimeters.
The scouts of each team kept recording Wang Mian's physical test data on paper and had already begun to think about how to convince the management to sign him.
Just the physical data alone was definitely a historical talent!
“WHAT！THE！FUCK？！”
"Where did this freak come from? The maximum height is 4 meters? Are you kidding me?"
"A 148kg weight can actually jump so high? Is there a spring in his leg?"
"This bench press strength? Are you sure he's not a weightlifting athlete?"
"If I play against him on the field, I won't be sent flying, right?”
The surrounding players exclaimed as Wang Mian's physical test data was released.
"Carl, aren't you going to beat him up later? Good luck."
Lasalle glanced at Towns, who was swallowing his saliva, and teased him.
"He's just a big idiot. Basketball isn't a sport that can be done with brute force.”
Towns looked at the terrifying physical test data and felt a little scared. However, in order not to lose face in front of his good friend, he still said stubbornly.
……
After he finished his side profile, Wang Mian leaned back in his chair to rest.
As he was not familiar with the other players, Wang Mian did not specifically talk to them. He watched the others test in boredom.
"Hi, boss, my name is Larry Nance Jr. Are you from China?”
At this time, a player who was originally sitting at the side sat beside Wang Mian and directly called Wang Mian boss.
"Why did you call me Boss?"
Wang Mian knew this person, Larry Nance Jr., the son of the first NBA slam dunk king, Larry Nance. He was also a second-generation celebrity.
However, what kind of operation was this to call him boss?
"I just saw your physical test. It was really amazing. You have to cover for me in the 5V5 match later. As long as you agree, you'll be my boss in the future!”
"My favorite player is Yao, so you have to cover for me.”
Little Nance had just seen Wang Mian's various data and was immediately shocked.
Having been in the NBA since he was a child, he naturally knew what kind of monsters had such physical talent.
He had a hunch that Wang Mian would be the biggest dark horse of this training conference. He was also playing inside, so it was definitely not wrong to have a good relationship with Wang Mian.
His father, Larry Nance, was also watching today. He didn't want to lose face in front of his father.
Wang Mian was speechless. He had actually taken in a little brother for a physical test…
Interesting!
"Then follow me. I promise I won't beat you up.”
……
After the first day of the physical test, everyone rested in a nearby hotel and waited for the 5V5 confrontation training tomorrow.
"Wang, your physical test data today was very good. All the teams are very interested in you.”
"But because you haven't played in the United States or played in other professional leagues, the team manager is a little hesitant.”
Fegan and Wang Mian analyzed the opinions of the teams today.
"I know what you said.”
Wang Mian nodded. Tomorrow's group match was very important to him!
He had to show his dominance in tomorrow's game and let the scouts and managers of each team see his strength.
Only then would they be determined to sign you with a high draft pick.
The best way was naturally to directly defeat a few popular rookies and let the team manager see the gap between the two.
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