C11 The Others Are All Useless?

"Wang Fei, do you still think that your one thousand yuan was spent unjustly?" The beautiful female voice sounded again.

Wang Fei immediately shook his head. "No, no! It's very worth it."

"Alright, you have completed all the video teaching. I believe that you have a new understanding of basketball now, right?" The System said.

"Yes, yes! I really have a feeling of enlightenment right now." Wang Fei said.

"Alright, then let's end today's study." The system said.

The scene in front of him changed. Wang Fei realized that he had returned to reality.

He was still lying on the bed, but it seemed like the sky was already bright outside.

Wang Fei looked at the time on his phone and found that it was already 4: 30 in the morning.

Wang Fei had not slept for the whole night.

However, he did not feel tired.

Could it be that the video training just now was completed in the dream?

Wang Fei put on his clothes and rolled off the bed. He directly went to the opposite bed and pulled Zhang Meng's blanket away. "Get up. It's time to train."

Zhang Meng sat up immediately. His head almost hit the bed.

"Brother Fei, what time is it now?" Zhang Meng asked.

"4.30, get up. Wash your face and brush your teeth in five minutes. Then follow me to the court." Wang Fei said.

"Okay."

Zhang Meng replied and quickly put on his clothes.

Wang Fei had already brushed his teeth and washed his face. He only used two minutes.

All the boys from the School of Literature lived in this building. Wang Fei did not even bother to call the door. He kept making phone calls.

He called all the other team members.

The group of people rubbed their sleepy eyes and went to the court.

When they reached the court, it was exactly 5 o'clock in the morning.

The sky was still gray, and it wasn't very bright yet.

There were no lights on the lit court either.

"Heh - -"

Yann Mingyu yawned and said listlessly, "Wang Fei, there is not enough light. How do you practice?"

"There's a way. I'll teach you." Wang Fei began to arrange the practice according to the method he had learned from the video tutorial.

He practiced in different places.

But his goal was the same. That was to teach them how to use ingenious techniques to score.

As long as they could score and increase their accuracy, Wang Fei's goal would be achieved.

After Wang Fei distributed the practice methods of the players in each position, he started to explain the essentials and the speed of the technique to them.

They had been busy for the whole morning. From 5 a.M. To 7: 30 a.M., they practiced for two and a half hours.

Everyone was drenched in sweat.

However, they could clearly feel their own improvement.

Zhang Meng said, "I think I found the right way to shoot. Now that I'm shooting, I can basically hook them all in."

Hooking was one of the killing moves of a center goal!

When you didn't bounce enough and your opponent's defense was intense, hooking was like a miracle medicine that could break through defense.

Unfortunately, under Fong Xiang's guidance, Zhang Meng couldn't find the correct way to do it, so he didn't learn the hook move very well.

However, after Wang Fei's guidance this morning, Zhang Meng seemed to have understood something.

Everyone else had also gained a lot.

"Alright, it's 7: 30. Everyone hurry up and go to eat. After lunch, it's time to go to class. Remember, after lunch, immediately come to the court. We still need to continue practicing! If you want to improve, then you must suffer! " Wang Fei said.

"No problem!"

"Brother Fei, whatever you say! Right now, the one we trust the most is you!"

"Brother Xin Fei, you can win the ball!"

Everyone agreed in a disorderly manner.

Thus, at noon, they practiced fiercely for another two hours.

Everyone was as tired as dogs again, stretching out their tongues and gasping for breath.

But even if they were tired, they were tired. Everyone had gained a lot. The shooting problem was solved, and they had more or less learned how to fight under the basket.

Everyone had found their confidence.

After school in the afternoon, they once again went to the court to practice for more than three hours.

In the afternoon, Fong Xiang also arrived at the court.

He originally wanted to give some guidance.

However, when he arrived at the court, he saw that everyone on the team, under Wang Fei's lead, practiced in an orderly manner, and fought well.

It seemed like all these players had grown balls. They had grown quite a bit.

Furthermore, they had become very confident on the court.

Fong Xiang was very pleased when he saw this scene.

However, to be honest, he also felt a little upset.

When he brought these people to practice football previously, he also put in a lot of effort! Why didn't it have any good effects?

Now, under Wang Fei's lead, the players' skills had obviously improved by leaps and bounds.

With this comparison, it could be seen that his coaching skills were still not good enough! He was actually defeated by a student.

But Fong Xiang thought about it and realized that it was nothing. No matter what, as long as the School of Literature Team team won the game, he would be honored.

Then let go of Wang Fei. I'll just be a hands-off coach.

"Hello, Mr. Fong!"

"Mr. Fong, give us some guidance."

Wang Fei immediately stopped training his teammates when he saw Fong Xiang. He signaled them to greet Fong Xiang and ask him for guidance.

This was also giving Fong Xiang face. He couldn't let this coach be too embarrassing.

"Haha! Everyone has practiced very well. I can see that you all have balls. Furthermore, you have made great progress! If we continue training like this, we will definitely win against the School of Architecture team in tomorrow's competition! " Fong Xiang said happily.

The School of Architecture team. It was also a strong team of the Yuzhou University. Although they were much weaker than the sports academy, however, before this, they could easily win the second place in the autumn league.

"Right! We can definitely beat the School of Architecture team!"

"What does the School of Architecture team count as? I think we can keep winning until we defeat the sports academy and win the championship of the Autumn League! "

The students said in a disorderly manner.

"Alright, as long as you have confidence! I am very gratified!" Fong Xiang said.

The afternoon training lasted until 8 PM.

When the training ended and they walked towards the dormitory, Zhang Meng asked, "Brother Fei, will you start training tomorrow morning at 5 PM?"

"No, we can sleep in tomorrow and rest well. Before the afternoon game, we can practice again and then we can welcome the game." Wang Fei waved his hand and said.

That night, Wang Fei lay on the bed and turned on Sports Altar Heavenly King's app. He checked his condition and found that he had improved quickly again.

The overall basketball skill had been upgraded from Grade B to Grade B +, which was the standard of a professional basketball player.

His dribbling skill had become [A] class -280 / 5000] class. This was already a very excellent dribbling skill for the defenders.

His shooting skill had increased to [A-level - 3600 / 5000], and his accuracy had also increased by a large margin.

His breakthrough skill had also reached [B] class. 1050 / 2,000, this was a qualitative leap.

Leap had reached C-grade -530 / 2000.

Dunk still hadn't reached level yet.

What surprised Wang Fei was that his innate skill, prediction, had also leveled up, reaching level A 1380 / 5000.

This innate skill was really powerful. With this skill, it would be like adding wings to a tiger when it was used as a point guard. All the players on the court would be able to accurately sense what they were going to do in the next moment.

After looking at the status bar, Wang Fei opened the mission bar again.

He found that on the mission board, other than the task of defeating the sports academy and winning the championship of the fall league, there was another task: to send out at least 10 assists in the game against the School of Architecture and get the first four double in a personal life. The reward for completing the mission was a free lottery ticket.

F * ck!

Wang Fei thought, four pairs?

You want me to get four pairs?

Is this thing that easy to take?

In the history of the NBA, the number of times that there were four pairs was very few!

It was easy to get points, and it was easy to get a rebound. To be honest, he could only count on his teammates to be a little more accurate.

Apart from assisting, it was also difficult to get double points in other areas.

For example, with his 1.73m height, it would not be easy for him to get a cap with such a lousy jump.

And then there was the breakage.

You could take advantage of other people's carelessness to complete a few breakdowns, but when the opponent's vigilance was raised, it would be very difficult to break them.

Because they will not give you the chance to break them! If you pass the ball early, what are you trying to break?

Therefore, Wang Fei had a headache when he saw the mission.

Since the mission had already been issued, he would think of a way to complete it.

That night, although Wang Fei felt a little upset because of the mission, he still slept well.

In the blink of an eye, it was the afternoon of the next day.

The afternoon competition was scheduled to start at 5 o'clock sharp.

School of Literature Team went to practice on the court at 3: 00 PM.

When they arrived at the court, they found that the School of Architecture team was already practicing in full swing there.

When the School of Literature Team arrived at another half of the game and started practicing, Wang Fei heard someone talking on the School of Architecture team's side. The voice was quite loud.

"That's Wang Fei. He is indeed very powerful. However, other than him, the rest of the people from the School of Literature Team were all useless. He is not worth mentioning. As long as Wang Fei is killed, the rest of them will never score! We will definitely win!"

" Right! Everyone remembered that they were going to keep an eye on Wang Fei. If one person couldn't be defended, then it would be two people. If two people were to defend, then it would be two people. If he couldn't, then there were only three people. They had to stick to him like glue, so that he wouldn't be able to get rid of them! In the end, victory will definitely belong to us! "

Wang Fei wasn't the only one who heard this. The rest of the people from the School of Literature Team also heard it.

"F * ck me! Isn't this too much of a bully? What right do you have to say that the rest of us are all good-for-nothings? This is simply infuriating." Zhang Meng said angrily.

"F * ck! Later, when the competition starts, we must teach them a lesson. Let them know that they can be pressed to the ground like a useless bag! " Wang Changhai also said angrily.

Wang Fei saw that the team was already somewhat agitated. He thought in his heart, very good. Now, there was no need for him to mobilize the team's morale at all.

Wang Fei said, "Brothers, face is not given by others. It is earned by yourself! If you want to win the respect of others, then... We must use our strength to conquer our opponents! In this competition, they will definitely defend me in a pincer attack. Then, each of you will have your chance! Remember my words. Run properly. As long as you run properly, Then wait for me to feed you the pancakes! I will let you enjoy the pleasure of scoring!"