After seeing Duke's physical test data and the basic test data, Jordan was amazed.
The only flaw was that Duke's shooting performance was very average.
Within five points of the three-point line, the shooting rate was only close to 70%. This was a test without any defense.
Outside the three-point line, it was even more eye-catching. He only made 6 out of 30 shots.
Of course, for players inside the paint, they didn't need to look at three-pointers at all, unless the three-pointer era came.
However, it was enough to surprise them.
"Perhaps we have found a treasure!"
Collins handed the data sheet back to Jordan. He was so excited that he wanted to go to the training hall and watch Duke test again.
Jordan was even more straightforward. He rolled up the data sheet, stood up, and said,"Let's go and take a look."
"We can arrange a more detailed test for him immediately.”
Basic skills like shooting could be improved through training in the future, but physical fitness was innate.
Judging from Duke's performance in the physical test, this kid could definitely be called a genius!
He was a genius who was even more enticing than the one he saw last year, Kuame Brown!
When they arrived at the training center, Duke and Kuame Brown were still waiting on the field under the guidance of the general manager's assistant.
When he saw Jordan rushing over with the manager, Brown could not help but feel nervous.
At the same time, he had a premonition…
What did Jordan's reappearance prove?
It went without saying!
Jordan didn't waste any time. He looked at Duke, who was still calm behind Bu Lang, and gave him the next arrangement." Your name is Duke, right?”
Duke finally couldn't hide anymore after being called out by his name. A flash of excitement finally appeared in his eyes.
No matter how calm he looked on the surface, he couldn't help but feel excited when he saw his idol.
He had hidden it very well before, but this time, not only did the other party call out his name, but he also looked anxious. Duke, who had a good feeling about this, could not hide it anymore.
"Yes, Michael!"
Duke took a deep breath and regained his composure.
"Play a one-on-one match with Kuo Mei immediately. Swap between offense and defense. Don't count the number of goals. If you miss a shot, you can grab the rebound. You don't have to deliberately restart the ball.”
Jordan looked at Duke with a burning gaze." We need to see more!”
"Good!"
Duke didn't refuse. He knew that the real test had begun.
Only Kuame Brown's face instantly fell, and he thought bitterly," Was he going on stage again?
He was worried that if he was beaten up by Duke, or if he did not do as Jordan wanted, he might receive a storm of criticism from the latter.
However, Jordan had always been a man of his word. He could not refuse, nor did he dare to refuse.
Duke's one-on-one match with Kuame Brown soon began. Duke was the first to attack with the ball.
Duke's performance in the first goal immediately attracted the attention of Jordan and Collins. Both of their eyes shone with excitement.
Duke held the ball against Brown's defense and easily pushed toward the basket. The latter couldn't resist his bulldozer attack at all and retreated.
When the ball reached the bottom of the basket, Duke suddenly took a step to the side of Brown and picked the ball toward the basket.
Decisive, decisive, and swift!
There was no hesitation or hesitation.
Despite being on high alert and defending with all his might, Bu Lang was still defeated by Duke's attack. He could only watch as the ball landed lightly into the basket.
The goal was as smooth as silk, and Jordan's eyes instantly lit up.
Good shot!
From Duke's attack this time, he saw something different from Bu Lang's.
On the offensive end, Brown often appeared hesitant and conflicted, as if he was always afraid of something the moment he received the ball.
However, the more he hesitated, the worse his performance became.
Jordan could tolerate a greasy hand, but what he hated the most was that when the basket was right in front of him, you didn't dare to score!
Duke was too straightforward!
On the second ball, Duke made a comeback and pushed Blue to the bottom of the basket in the same way. Blue tried his best, but he was still pushed back step by step. He couldn't get into position.
When Duke reached the basket, he stopped and collected the ball. Then, he suddenly turned around and avoided contact with Brown. Facing the basket, he jumped up with a bang.
"Clang!"
With a loud bang, Duke was already hanging high above the hoop.
Bu Lang's defense collapsed once again, completely useless.
The two consecutive goals were caught off guard by Duke's bold and different offensive methods.
Jordan's eyes were getting brighter and brighter. Whether it was the first or the second ball, he saw something that was missing from Duke, and something that he wanted.
Regardless of whether Duke was really the person who could compete with O'Neal, just these two attacks were enough to surprise everyone.
Following that, the two of them continued to attack and defend for a full 30 minutes.
A 30-minute one-on-one, even if it was just a confrontation under the basket, was enough to exhaust the physical strength of the two.
In the process, Duke scored seven goals in a row, five of which were scored in different ways. All the preparations in Brown's heart would collapse in an instant, and he would watch as Duke scored.
It could be said that with just the first ten goals, Duke had beaten Brown 10:2, and the latter had no way to fight back.
The difference wasn't just in terms of strength, but also in terms of physical strength. Even Bu Lang was far from being able to reach that level.
No matter how hard Bu Lang tried, it was difficult for him to contain the huge gap in physical fitness.
Apart from the obvious gap in the first ten goals, the efficiency of the attack and defense after that decreased greatly due to the gradual consumption of their physical strength. The two players began to attack continuously.
Even so, Duke's performance was enough to make Jordan happy.
In addition to the efficiency of the first ten goals, Duke's defense after losing the offense was also commendable.
The reaction after the missed shot, the blocking, the rebound, the solo defense, and the entanglement of the ball carrier under the long wingspan were all crushing and trampling on Kuame Brown.
On both sides of the offense and defense, Comrade Bu Lang had been blown up!
By the time Jordan saw that the two of them had run out of energy and called for a one-on-one, Kuame Brown's face was already pale.
Oh no!
He was going to be scolded again!
He looked at the big shots in the team with nervousness.
Unexpectedly, Jordan ignored him and said to Duke, who was so tired that he had his hands on his knees,""Duke, you did well!”
"We will use a draft pick to choose you!”
This was almost a straightforward promise, and it was a promise given by Jordan himself.
It was obvious how satisfied he was with Duke.
However, only Collins knew that the reason why Jordan was so excited was because…
The more disappointed he was with the hand-picked top scorer, Kuame Brown, the more satisfied he was with Duke.
Back then, Jordan had chosen Kuame Brown as the first pick because he had beaten the second-place boxing champion, Tyson Chan, in a trial.
And now?
It was just another reincarnation!
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