"Dip!".Gather.

"Okay, now we are fighting in groups. Team A: point guard Jordan Farmar, small forward Mike Kelly, center Andre Jones, point guard Wooden Wesson, power forward Damon Harris.

Six players Russell Paul. Team b point guard Mike White, point guard Leica, small forward Wang Hao, power forward Hunter, center Richard Ball, sixth man George Henry. Game time 20 minutes, a

The team serves the ball and begins."

What? What kind of miraculous teammates are these? It seems that no one else has any impression except Jordan Farmar? Is this the hell difficulty of the NCAA start? It seems that God has let me play by myself. I looked at my teammates on the court with a little pity.

Don't blame the brothers for not being human, it's true that you CBA don't even have one! I was sent by God to save them, that must be it. In fact, what Wang Hao didn't know was that the Bruins in his previous life reached the NCAA Finals with the current lineup.

, unfortunately lost to the University of Florida. With such a "compassionate" mentality, Wang Hao faced his first opponent in the NCAA, and yes, it was Team A's small forward Mike Kelly.

"Hey kid, I feel really sad for you. You pissed off the team boss on the first day you came to the team. But I won't pity you. Are you ready to be beaten by Mike? Haha."

Nutritious trash talk could not even arouse Wang Hao's desire to answer.

"Boring, where did this second-rate guy come from?".

Although he said he didn't care, he still attached great importance to this training match in his heart. After all, this may be related to Wang Hao's status in the heart of the head coach.

Jordan Farmar, holding the ball outside the three-point line, signaled the court to open up. It was obvious that with the first ball, the team boss was preparing for a singles. Mike White, who was facing Team B, changed direction and successfully swayed away from his opponent.

Mike White, inside, and Hunter and Richard inside came to cover up the defense. After Jordan Farmar successfully attracted the two defenders, he passed an underhand pass to Andre Jones inside, and the latter lived up to his expectations.

Farmar's assist and a two-handed dunk completed the offense.

After completing a beautiful assist, Farmar raised his eyes provocatively at Wang Hao, which clearly meant,

"Here comes the rookie."

"I'm sorry, Wang, I missed someone." A somewhat annoyed Hunter said.

"It's okay, it's just a ball."

Team B served, Wang Hao asked for the ball at the three-point line. Mike White, who was holding the ball, glanced at Farmar in front of him, saw the latter nodded slightly, passed the ball to Wang Hao, and then ran to the other side

bottom corner.

Huh!?? Is this ball interesting? I don’t know if I can return the ball or not. It seems that this guy has some prestige in the team.

When Farmar saw Mike White running to the other corner, he gave up his opponent and came over to help Mike Kelly double-team Wang Hao.

Oops! I was really right, but it doesn’t matter.

Wang Hao ignored the signal from his teammates asking for the ball, and directly used his strength to squeeze through the double team. Facing the center of team A, he took three steps, took off, and exploded the frame, completing the Bruins' debut, a violent act.

Dunk from behind.

"Hey! Brother, I heard that you are going to be serious about me?" asked the center of Team A with a look of horror as he watched being knocked down to the ground.

"No! No." No, why should I be afraid? Why should I answer him?

"What are you doing, Andre? Put away your pitiful expression and serve, damn it." Farmar shouted dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay, boss."

"What about Coach Holland, about this game?".

"Team B will definitely win."

"Wang Hao can dominate this game with his physical talent alone. Now we just need to see what kind of surprises Wang Hao can bring us. After all, he already showed his shooting yesterday, and just now he proved that he can make perfect shots.

Take advantage of his physical talents, so next, we will wait and see what other bullets Wang has in his arsenal!".

"Hao Lander, the two sides have only played one round. Are you still the rigorous head coach I know?".

"! Mark, remember, although basketball is a sport for five people, basketball is also a sport where one person can decide the outcome of the game. It is so contradictory, but you have to admit that this is the reality."

"Okay! Sir, you convinced me.".

Focus back on the game.

Team A attacks, Farmar holds the ball, picks and rolls with the small forward at the three-point line, and the opposing player is replaced by Wang Hao.

"Do you want a one-on-one challenge? That's fine. I originally wanted to tease you, but since you're looking for death, don't blame me."

In Wang Hao's view, Farmar simply came looking for death.

"Hmph! Boy, I want you to know who the boss of the Bruins is.".

He stretched out his hand to signal his teammates to pull away, and performed a series of fancy dribblings under the crotch, behind the back, cross-over, and all kinds of sudden moves from left to right, but he didn't even make a step forward, and was stuck outside the three-point line by Wang Hao.

"Hey! Jordan, are you showing me your dribbling skills?".

"You, damn rookie, saw no success in breaking through. Seeing that Wang Hao was still defending one step in front of him, Farmar just jumped up and shot a three-pointer. A rookie, a qualified defender can not only break through."

"What? How is that possible?".

When Wang Hao saw Farmar take off and take a shot, he also jumped up, opened his big hands, intercepted the ball directly in the air, and caught it in his hand.

Capture, damn, how is this possible, three-point shot. Is this year’s rookie a monster?

Not only the players on the field, but also the two coaches acting as referees were shocked and speechless. Wang Hao's talent was far more terrifying than what he showed.

"Then, I'll give you the ball and continue." Wang Hao put the ball into Farmar's hands and smiled what he thought was a kind smile.

"Damn, damn rookie, you've angered me. You're actually humiliating Uncle Farmar. Just wait."

He stretched out his hand to call the center for a pick-and-roll, and with the help of the center's cover, he drove inside.

Ha! You’re smart, you know how to call me brother, but it’s useless. I’m going to beat you today. Since you want to break through so much, let’s see what you can do if you get inside?

Got rid of it? A rookie or a rookie. Did you think Uncle Farmar would challenge him? It felt so good to dunk on my own basket for the first time.

"Farmar beware".

Just as he was about to push that damn basketball into the basket, an irresistible force came from him, and then he lost his balance and fell to the ground with a duang sound, being knocked out of the baseline.

Why is the arena so dark today? I looked up and saw the figure standing under the basket. It turned out to be his shadow. What was he doing? Give me the ball?

"I'm sorry, I used too much strength. Are you injured?" Wang Hao asked with concern.

"I'll give you the ball once, I'll be careful." But in a blink of an eye, Wang Hao showed the devil's fangs.

"good!".

"Okay. Damn it, you rookie, are you treating your uncle Farmar like a monkey?".

Beep beep! "Okay, stop it, the competition is over!" Haoland stopped the competition.

"Farmar, put away your damn fists. Aren't you afraid that the king will miss you and beat you to death?".

After saying that, without even looking at Famar, he turned to look at Wang Hao. "Next season, Wang, you will be the starting small forward, with you as the core. I think you all have no objections to Wang Hao as the core, right?".

Everyone was silent. After all, Wang Hao's strength could be seen through the few attacks and defenses just now.

"No, coach." Although many people were reluctant, no one dared to go against the coach's words.

"Okay, now everyone is free to train. In the afternoon we will practice tactics."

"Hi! Farmar.".

"What are you doing, rookie, to laugh at me? Uncle Farmar will never give in like you."

"Mocking? No, no, no, I think you misunderstood. I just want to continue the game with you. How about you attacking and me defending?" Wang Hao said with a smile.

"You damn rookie, just wait. Sooner or later, Uncle Farmar will step on you. But now, Uncle Farmar needs to practice shooting and regain his touch. He has no time to care about you." The toughest one.

His tone was the most cowardly, but nothing more.

"Come on! Farmar, let's continue the duel. After you win, I will listen to your command. How about it?" Wang Hao kept tempting.

"Hmph, I'm trying to trick you again, Mr. Farmar. It's impossible. Stop thinking about it. I want to regain my touch and practice shooting." Faced with the temptation, Farmar was unmoved.

"Oh well!".

"Are you interested?" Wang Hao turned to look at the team members who were watching the excitement and asked.

"hehe!".

"I still need to practice physical fitness."

"I need to practice dribbling.".

The onlookers dispersed one after another.
Chapter completed!