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168 Burning Fighting Spirit

When Wen Hao's test numbers were fully displayed, the players around him were all surprised.

"50, 45, can such a number pass the first round?"

"Although his speed and explosive power are too strong, his strength and jumping ability are too weak. It is unreasonable that such a person can advance to the second round."

"Anyway, the potential value in the first round is calculated by averaging those four numbers. His average value is just over 70. There's nothing anyone can do about it." A young man shook his head helplessly.

The fierce young man could only shake his head helplessly, but the anger in his heart was gradually burning. He secretly swore that if there was a chance, he must make Wen Hao look good.

On the other side, when Hunfeng saw 70.75, he was so excited that he almost jumped up: "It's passed, it's been, it's really passed. I saw it right."

As he shouted, he turned around and high-fived Jones next to him.

Jones smiled at Wen Hao who came over and shouted: "I have known for a long time that no one can underestimate the Chinese. His potential is beyond our imagination."

Wen Hao came over and joked: "That's natural. If you can't even pass the first round, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"

In fact, Wen Hao was secretly afraid. Fortunately, his speed and explosive power had reached very high figures, otherwise he would not have been able to pass the first round.

At this time, the names of the players who passed the first round of testing were displayed on the big screen. There were more than 200 players.

The staff member responsible for guiding everyone politely said: "Those who passed the first round will stay, and those who failed will be asked to come back now."

Immediately, one or two hundred people's expressions became ugly. Some people left dejectedly, some left angrily cursing "what a piece of machinery", and some left with normal expressions.

Everyone who stayed behind looked radiant, especially the fierce young man, who was even more proud. Among them all, his potential in the first round was the highest. Among them, he was the most likely to sign with Nike.

Of course, it was him. The street players around him who had passed the first round of testing but obviously had no hope of signing a contract were all trying to move closer to him. It seemed that he had become the leader of this group of people.

Wen Hao was a little confused. Although this person was physically strong and had the highest potential, he looked like the kind of person who was not easy to get along with. Why did other young people treat him with such... respect?

Yes, it is respect. Logically speaking, for such a person, even if others obey his orders, it will not be because of respect, but because of fear. But from the eyes of the street youths around him, Wen Hao could not see any fear at all.

Respect, adoration, even fanatical gaze.

Just when Wen Hao was about to inquire about this person because of doubts, the staff member responsible for guiding everyone had already spoken: "Originally, our test only had two rounds. After the first round, it will be the last round. But just now the third round

There were too few people eliminated in one round. After discussion with the senior management, we added a new round of testing. Only by passing this round of testing can we enter the final round."

As soon as this statement came out, the surrounding players were in an uproar.

They finally passed the first round and thought they would be able to undergo the final test. Unexpectedly, the senior management said that they would have to participate in one more round of tests. This is too childish.

"Why, if you just say a word, we will participate in one more round. You are treating us as human beings." A young black man with slicked-back hair shouted.

"Why, whatever you say is what it is, we don't have any autonomy." Another young man with a crew cut shouted.

"Even if you are a big company, you can't just make changes on the fly without any respect for credibility."



The staff who was guiding them couldn't help themselves when they saw the scene. Although they were disdainful in their hearts, they didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

At this time, the fierce young man laughed a few times, and the whole audience fell silent. The NBA and Development League players all looked at the fierce young man with doubts, while other street players looked at him with respect and admiration.

After the fierce young man finished laughing, he cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, please listen to me. I know that all of you who just made noises are those who passed the first round of the test, but their results were not very good.

Okay. You know that there is no hope of signing a contract, but you are still making noise here. This is not reasonable, this is nonsense. Just imagine, even if you are not temporarily added to the test, and you are directly allowed to enter the final round, do you have any hope of entering the top five?

?Do you hope to sign a contract with the company?"

The people who were making noises secretly lowered their heads after hearing this. In fact, they all knew these truths, but they just wanted to make a fuss and achieve a better psychological balance. If these words were said by people from Nike or others,

Players like these who grew up on the streets will definitely make more troubles. But now that this fierce young man has spoken out, they are all convinced.

Seeing that the players who were preparing to cause trouble had calmed down, the fierce young man put a proud smile on his lips and said: "I speak bluntly, but the truth is this. Now, everyone who passed the first round will prepare for the second round.

The test will begin in fifteen minutes."

Seeing this, the young people dispersed silently and went to prepare for the next round of tests.

Wen Hao was even more surprised when he saw this. Who is this person? How come he silenced those wild players who grew up on the streets with just a few words?

After looking at the man doubtfully for a long time, Jones suddenly seemed to remember: "He...he is..."

Only then did the man next to him have time to introduce himself to Wen Hao: "Don't underestimate this person, he is a big shot."

"Big shot? Why haven't I seen him before?" Wen Hao was even more confused.

"Of course, he is not very well-known in the NBA circle, but on the streets of New York, especially among the Rock Company, the mecca of street basketball, he is a great figure."

"Oh." Wen Hao began to look at the fierce young man seriously.

"This man is the winner of two consecutive league MVPs in Rucker Park. He scored a maximum of 77 points in a single game. Anderson is known as the "Crusher". He also has a nickname..."

"Hmm." Wen Hao observed the crusher Anderson and listened carefully to Hun Bu's introduction.

"In addition to the nickname 'The Crusher', he also has another nickname - NBA Terminator."

"NBA Terminator?!" Wen Hao and Jones turned their heads together. Wen Hao didn't know anything about this. Although Jones knew Anderson, the crusher, he didn't know that he had the nickname NBA Terminator.

"Yes, he is an NBA terminator. Because since his rise in Rucker Park two years ago, of all the NBA players who have played one-on-one or played with him, no one has been able to beat him. Including people like Durant.

Superstar."

Wen Hao and Jones were secretly surprised after hearing this. It seems that this person's strength should not be underestimated. If he can unseat Durant, Anderson must have super personal ability. No wonder those street players just respected Anderson so much

.In a place like Rucker Park, if you don’t have the ability, no one will love you, not even NBA stars. But if you have real ability, you will be worshiped by thousands of people, like a god. The crusher Anderson is

Such a god.

Anderson seemed to have heard Hun Bubu's introduction to him. He turned his head, looked at Wen Hao, and raised his chin in a provocative tone.

Wen Hao responded to him with a normal expression, as if nothing had happened. But when he looked at Anderson, something like fire burned in his eyes. This was not anger, but fighting spirit. It was that

A fighting spirit that makes you want to fight your opponent when you meet them.

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