MTL - Strong Offense and Defense-Chapter 2 .Nie Chuan's first oneonone

At that moment, something was pressing Nie Chuan's nerves, and the corner of Lis Redington's lips slowly raised, like a sharp blade across Nie Chuan's eyes.

Nie Chuan is so old, this is the first time he has seen such a handsome man. This handsome beauty is completely different from European and American male stars or top male models on movies and TVs. It is an elegant but aggressive beauty.

Nie Chuanxi was in the same place and had no idea what he should do.

Zhou Bin and Yarn were about to come up, but they were stopped by Mark.

"What's wrong? Try to see if you can pass me." Reese's brows jumped lightly, and Nie Chuan's eyes seemed to follow the twists and turns.

Despite a smile on his lips, his voice was too cold, and Nie Chuan's bones followed.

Never met such a person, let Nie Chuan, who never cared about victory or defeat, have fear.

Nie Chuan didn't know what the other party was about, but everyone around him took out his cell phone as if to record a classic moment.

"Hey, kid. Don't be afraid, just as you did with the guy just now, and set Rhys Redington flat."

Another man, similar in shape to Rees, came over. He had very beautiful eyes. Nie Chuan could hear someone talking about his name, like "Carlo Brandon."

The golden curly hair and beautiful features make Carlo look like a templar angel in the album. It was just the mole in the corner of his eye that made those eyes that were originally moving seem unruly.

"Child? Who are you talking about?"

Suddenly, Nie Chuan, who got to the point of unhappiness, glared. After coming here, he was mistaken for a middle school student many times, and now, this idiot named "Carlo Brandon" actually said that he was a child?

"Oh, I'm sorry ..." Carlo raised his hand, looking like he hadn't intentionally misinformed. "If you can take the ball with this guy, I'll invite you and your friend to the amusement park, how?"

Nie Chuan was even more angry. To put it bluntly, this guy still treats him as a child.

"Your basketball was really good just now. It's just that my friend thinks that all the dribbles just happened are coincidental, although I don't think so at all. So, can you do it again?" Gentle and patient, I almost had no lollipop out of my pocket!

Nie Chuan now feels that he is not only treated as a child, but also a kindergarten child!

"Get away!" Nie Chuan was really angry.

"Ah ..." Carlo stepped back, leaving the venue to them, pointing back at Reese while saying, "Hey, don't bully him! He's still a child!"

You are the child! Your whole family is a child!

Nie Chuan was so angry that he smoked overhead.

"Let's get started." Ries didn't listen to Carlo's conversation with Nie Chuan at all, but slowly lowered his center of gravity and locked his eyes on Nie Chuan's body.

His eyes were calm, but Nie Chuan had the illusion that he had become a prey to be followed by the hunters.

Is this the legendary "oneonone"?

Taking a deep breath, calming his thoughts, Nie Chuan dribble approached the opponent, he tentatively shook twice, and the opponent remained motionless. In those unpredictable eyes, Nie Chuan Feeling everything is seen through by the other party. When he pulled back and was about to send the ball from his left hand to his right hand, the ball was easily intercepted by the opponent at the moment of the change of direction, so fast that he did not respond to what happened.

Ries did not dribble through Nie Chuan, but threw the ball back to him.

Nie Chuan was almost hit in the face by the ball and he took a step back.

Reese extended a finger to Carlo who watched the battle, and Carlo shrugged his shoulders to express helplessness.

"Come again." Reese tilted her face, his jaw had a perfectly perfect line, and his slender neck stretched out a heart-warming but never jagged curve.

There is no need to continue. Nie Chuan also knows that his skill is not as good as that of Rhys Redington, and it is not a level at all. So what's the purpose and meaning of this one-to-one?

Could it be that professional players are playing with his middle school students?

Nie Chuan suppressed the anger in his heart, dribble the ball calmly, thinking about his mistake in his heart. His range of shaking his shoulders was too small, and Reese's momentum made him timid, even the shift of the center of gravity of his left and right feet and the connection of the basketball in his hand were incoherent.

Nie Chuan's breathing gradually stabilized, all the thoughts pushed away from his brain, and the world drifted away.

He dribbled the ball unhurriedly, adjusted his own rhythm, and lowered his center of gravity. When the onlookers on the scene had not yet reacted, he rushed to Reese suddenly, and hesitated without hesitation to make others around him sigh. He had no intention of slowing down, and suddenly changed direction in front of Reese. Reese responded faster than Nie Chuan imagined. Just as he was about to hit Nie Chuan's basketball, Nie Chuan suddenly stopped and accelerated to the other side. You can see the people around them stretch their necks.

When Nie Chuan thought that he was about to break through Reese's defense, Reese's side face flashed in front of him. The sharpness in his eyes made Nie Chuan almost forget what he was doing.

Basketball was shot again by Reese, and Nie Chuan stood there. How did Reese do it just now?

Reese's emergency stop and direction change speed are several times that of Nie Chuan! The defense that is as solid as a spider web and the incredible control of inertia make Nie Chuan feel that this guy is not human at all!

Liss raised his chin: "Pick up the ball. Come again."

The imperative sentence really made Nie Chuan very unhappy. Nie Chuan wanted to reward the other with a big ear, but he sadly acknowledged that his force value was obviously too far away from the opponent, and he could only pick up the ball fatefully.

Reese looked in the direction of Carlo, Carlo nodded, saying "I know", and then stretched out **** to indicate that this was the second ball.

Nothing more than that is the criterion for Reese Redington.

There are more and more onlookers around the pitch.

Sweat fell into his eyes from Nie Chuan's forehead, and he pulled the collar of the t-shirt and wiped it.

"Child, passing the ball is not just about shaking your shoulders and changing direction." Reese said.

Nie Chuan thought he would be angry, but Reese's voice calmed him inexplicably.

"If not just shaking your shoulders and changing direction, what else?" Nie Chuan asked.

"There's speed and timing. You don't know when it's the best time to shoot, and you don't have enough speed."

Nie Chuan's brows frowned, he could understand the "no speed"! But the term "best time" is so abstract that he cannot understand it.

This time, he dribbled close to Reese with patience. Although Reese looked very relaxed, Nie Chuan knew that this guy responded extremely fast and his judgment was accurate, so any fake action planned long ago is impossible to pass. Rhys Redington, rather than being predicted by the opponent, it is better to put aside everything!

Nie Chuan dribbled in front of Reese, and straightforwardly passed, this looks like suicide!

Reese really followed and even blocked the direction of Nie Chuan's dodging left, but Nie Chuan suddenly changed speed and changed direction twice on the way, changing hands and dribbling behind his back! Not only can't watch the ball, but also speed and strength, but Nie Chuan has done it under such tension!

Even Carlo, who was standing on the sidelines, opened his eyes in surprise.

It was just that his "how is it possible" has not spoken, Reese's speed immediately surpassed Nie Chuan, not only intercepted his ball, but shook it in the way of Nie Chuan.

He drove the ball very fast, and even when Nie Chuan intercepted the opponent, he even felt that he would be hit by a fly, but Reese avoided Nie Chuan easily. When Reese's speed weakened, Nie Chuan thought he was The opportunity came, but Reese accelerated again, breaking through Nie Chuan's potential and jumping high!

The air also seemed to be burning hot with Reese. All his sights and heartbeats were pulled up by his figure, torn and torn apart. He heard a "touch", and the basket was shaking violently.

Nie Chuan, driven by Reese's inertia, fell to the ground.

He saw that Liz Redington, under the backlight, was full of strength and keen figure like the performer of God.

"Oh my **** ... did you see it? It's really amazing ... it's incredible ... oh my god!"

"Did you take a picture? I just lost my hand and it was really stupid!"

"I did it! I did it! It was a fight with Derrick Rose!"

At this time, Nie Chuan could not hear any sound, and his mind still played back the process of Liz Redington's second acceleration over him. Maybe many people need to slow down the video to see clearly, but Nie Chuan seems to be slowing down in his mind every moment.

This guy's extraordinary is casual, his control of basketball and his own body and Nie Chuan are not at all a level.

The basketball rolled to Nie Chuan's side, and Reed Redington walked in front of Nie Chuan. He just gave Nie Chuan a faint glance, and walked to Carlo by the court. He reached for his coat and put it on. Sliding across a semicircle in the air, resting on his shoulders, he left chicly.

Carlo followed, and as he walked, he did not forget to look back at Nie Chuan, and incidentally blinked.

If Nie Chuan was a girl, he might have been fascinated by Carlo's peach eyes, but unfortunately he was a man.

Zhou Bin and the woolen rushed over to help Nie Chuan, who was sitting on the ground.

"Achuan! Are you okay!" Zhou Bin asked worriedly.

"OK ..."

Nie Chuan lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, but the picture of Reed Redington's leaping in his head was like a burn, making his eyes hurt badly.

"Achuan? What's wrong with you? What's that Liz Redington doesn't seem to hit your eyes!"

"I'm fine, really fine ..."

No matter how many times he rubbed his eyes, the moment Liz dribbled past him was very clear.

Nie Chuan felt that his mind had become a projector, always playing the dribble of Rhys Redington, and in his ears was the sound of his dunk.