Moreover, this 17-point increase also raised his overall offensive rating to C, and his overall player rating to C.
In other words, he had leveled up!
He would be able to find C-rank players to drop items in future games.
When the training ended and the gym closed, Oakley completely changed his attitude as if he didn't mind Duke beating him up.
Not only did he teach Duke seriously during this week, but he also put his arm around Duke's shoulder as if he was a good brother when he left.
As expected, such old-school players still had to be beaten to win their respect.
Duke laughed to himself.
Time passed quickly. When some of the Wizards players had returned from their vacation and started their recovery training, Duke and Oakley's friendship continued to heat up. It felt like they were glued together.
In daily life, Oakley would always look for Duke to go out to play, go shopping, and train. He was also like a teacher and a friend, not stingy with giving pointers to Duke.
He really looked like he was trying his best to train a helper for Jordan.
It was to the extent that he couldn't help but feel jealous when he saw the two of them spending so much time together.
I was clearly here first…
At the end of September, the Wizards 'new aid conference was coming. Oakley, Jerry Stackhouse, Larry Hughes, Duke, Jared Jeffries, and the others would show off their new season's jerseys in front of thousands of fans.
There were too many new reinforcements. Jordan almost cleaned up the team's backfield. Not only did he send Lewis away, but he also brought in Hughes from the Golden State Warriors.
With two new stars in the backfield, the press conference naturally attracted the attention of many fans.
Among the new reinforcements, Duke was not eye-catching except for his height and handsome appearance, which resembled that of the Five of Jin City.
Thanks to the fact that the Wizards 'ancestors weren't rich enough, Duke easily got the jersey number he wanted.
Number 13!
This wasn't just the nickname of Wilt Chamberlain, but also the nickname of many superstars, such as Nash and Harden...
Of course, the most important thing was that No. 13 was better than Jordan's No. 23…Yes, a few dozen.
"Oh my god, there are so many new faces this year.”
"We're strong again. I hope the newcomers can sweep away last year's decline and make it into the playoffs.”
"The Chinese player with the highest score is the one who produced the monster numbers in the second round of the Summer League?”
"Yes, I am! I heard it's Xia Lian's O'Neill. Hehe, I think he's Wert! Look, he's so similar to Wilt.”
"Other than being tall, he's ordinary.”
"I heard that he beat up Kuo Mei. His talent is extraordinary. Look, his hands are so long, like apes.”
"Kua Mei? That greasy hand? A piece of trash, who couldn't beat him up?”
" But don't forget, Kua Mei is the top scorer, and that kid is just a second-round pick…"
"That's why I've always disagreed with Michael choosing that trash as the top scorer. Michael was wrong.”
"Maybe you're right."
When all the new reinforcements raised their new jerseys and accepted the photos of the media reporters, many fans whispered and commented.
As for Kuame Brown, although he was not in the martial world, he still had his own legends.
Some of them even talked about the changes in the team in the new season.
"This year, we have Larry and Jerry in the backfield. Overall, our strength has improved compared to last season. With Michael's third position, all that was left was the inside line. Hopefully, this year's selections of Jared and Du would surprise the team.”
"Yeah, our weakest point is our paint. Last year, because of our paint, we were always one breath away from making it to the playoffs.”
"Could this Jia Laide be the answer to our mole?”
"Maybe that big Chinese guy is? Jia Laide was more of a substitute for Kristen, right?”
"Let's wait and see!"
On September 27th, the Chinese National Day holiday was approaching. All the players of the Wizards had already begun their new year's training to welcome the preseason.
At this time, training was in full swing in the training hall, but it was mostly the command of the coach, Doug Collins, and Jordan's scolding.
"Kuamei, what are you doing? Why aren't you attacking?"
"Ah, I'm sorry, Michael. I think Christine's position is better.”
"Are you blind? The one closest to the basket is you. You only need to shoot to score.”
"But there's no one in front of Kristen!”
"You're really hopeless!"
The furious Jordan looked at the helpless Kuame Brown and felt like killing him.
However, he was more angry that he did not fight for it.
What he wanted to see the most was for Kuame Brown to fight harder, to be resolute, and not hesitate.
However, after two attempts, Kuame Brown finally received the ball. Faced with Oakley's basket in front of him, he actually chose to pass the ball to Kristen Leitner, who was unguarded at the bottom corner. Then, he watched as the latter made a three-pointer and ended the attack with a strike.
Jordan had no reason not to be angry.
Oakley was already an old fellow, and it was difficult for him to defend against the young and victorious Kuame Brown. However, the latter did not choose to attack and forcefully took down the former…
This was not the most worrying thing for Jordan. In the next few attacks, after being bombarded by a barrage of angry attacks, Kuame Brown strengthened his attack frame, but he was repeatedly lost under the encirclement of Oakley and Duke.
He either lost the ball or was blocked. Jordan wanted to take out his gun and kill him.
Previously, he did not attack when he had the chance, but now, he would attack even if he did not have the chance…
"You go down, Du, you start for him.”
Jordan was so furious that he changed the starting lineup and brought Duke, who had performed well, over.
Kuame Brown's face completely collapsed. He took off his starting vest with grievance and grievance and returned to the sidelines to replace Brandon Haywood.
Haywood would replace Duke as the fifth player on the bench.
Was this a one-on-one stroke?
Duke didn't expect the starting lineup to come so quickly. He returned to his seat and picked up the new starting lineup vest that the staff had given him. He was a little excited.
However, he still suppressed his happiness and patted the dejected Kuame Brown on the shoulder. He comforted him,"Actually, you did a good job."
"If he had chosen to attack smarter, he might not have been so angry.”
Looking at his gaze on Jordan, there was hope in Brown's eyes." Really?”
"Yes!"
Duke smiled and nodded.
"Then what should I do?"
Bu Lang asked subconsciously.
"Watch me next!"
Duke didn't explain in detail. He only said one sentence and went on stage.
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