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Chapter 32 Living to the Death: The Birth of a Warrior!

 The ancients said: Diligence can make up for one's weakness, which is a good lesson. Every minute of hard work equals talent!

This is a very obvious truth, but not many people can stick to it.

For a person with higher talent, diligence can make it easier for him to succeed.

Just like the current Wang Zelin.

When it comes to strength, he is not inferior to his peers or even better. What he lacks now is just experience, and Rick Mahon and the others are his experience gift package.

During the initial training period, Wang Zelin's performance was undoubtedly clumsy and childish. The most important thing was that he always had a trace of panic in his heart.

There is no way, the reputation of the three guys in the league back then was a bit too much.

Although these people have retired for some years, and the youngest Bowen has retired for three years, they have been engaged in basketball-related work since their retirement. It can even be said that they have never left the basketball court.

Therefore, although the strength possessed by these people is not as good as that at their peak, it should not be underestimated.

Especially some super-class technologies, which tend to get better with age.

There is a saying that goes well: What doesn’t kill you will eventually make you stronger.

Wang Zelin firmly believes that as long as he can persist in the devilish training of these three old guys until the end, he will definitely make great progress.

However, there is another saying that goes, "The ideal is very plump, but the reality is very skinny!"

Facts have proved that Wang Zelin obviously overestimated himself.

On the night of May 8, this was only the fifth day of Devil's training, but he had already begun to feel the immense struggle and pain in his heart.

Wang Zelin, who was paralyzed on the bed, began to recall the changes in his mind over the past five days.

From the initial panic, excitement to despair, he now had a faint feeling that he was about to collapse.

If he remembered correctly, this was the first time since he traveled through time that he had been exposed to such rigorous, even extremely crazy, training.

Do you choose to continue training?

Or just give up?

And these two questions began to appear in his mind again and again, like angels and demons entangled endlessly, making him extremely distressed.

Sometimes Wang Zelin feels that there is no need for him to work so hard. Anyway, he has a system in place. As long as he has a steady stream of fans, he can grow quickly.

Why should he suffer from this?

But when he wanted to end the devil training, there was a voice deep in his heart that kept stopping him.

The name of this voice is "Unwilling!"

Wang Zelin knew very well that if the training plan ended hastily like this, to a certain extent, he would be considered a complete loser.

Because when faced with setbacks, he chose to retreat instead of bravely waving the sword in his hand like a real warrior and fighting indomitably until the last moment.

But, does he really need to persist like this?

Asking himself, he never considered himself a warrior from the bottom of his heart, a person with such lofty pursuits.

In his previous life, he was an ordinary homebody, maintaining a four-point-one-line life of going to work, going home, eating, and sleeping every day.

In his previous life, he didn't even want to work hard to find a girlfriend. Now that he has a system and a plug-in, why should he be required to train hard?

Why?

In the end, Wang Zelin chose to compromise in his heart and decided to move forward on a more comfortable path.

But why do I always feel so slightly uncomfortable in my heart?

Could it be that I really can only be a coward?

"System, bring up my personal panel!"

In order to completely convince himself, Wang Zelin summoned a personal panel. He did not think that the so-called devil training could help him. He relied on the system to get to where he is today.

He doesn’t want to try any harder…wait!

What is this situation?

Wang Zelin has always believed that if he wants to improve his abilities, the only way to integrate himself is to draw star cards through fan points.

But now he discovered that the 63 rebounding ability he inherited from Jermaine O'Neal had been improved by one point again... to 64.

"System, please explain why my rebounding ability will be improved. In the past, wasn't it only through obtaining star cards that I could improve my ability?"

A trembling voice echoed in this large, empty house.

Perhaps even Wang Zelin didn't realize that at this moment, he was like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for three days and three nights. When he was about to accept death, he suddenly saw an oasis in front of him.

This can definitely be said to be a miraculous place that can pull him back to the light from the endless abyss.

But he couldn't believe his eyes because he was afraid that the scene in front of him was just a mirage.

"This is the ability you gained through training!" The system's cold electronic synthesized voice soon sounded in Wang Zelin's mind.

"train?"

"I have trained a lot in the past, but why haven't my abilities been improved?"

Wang Zelin was not satisfied with this answer.

The system voice sounded again:

First, your physical potential originated from O'Neal in his twilight years. It is more of a static physical talent. It has reached its limit in terms of help in rebounding, blocking, and internal and external defense;

But now you have McGee's dynamic talent, which gives your rebounding, blocking, and internal and external defense abilities a higher potential for improvement.

Second, if you want to improve the basic abilities given to you by the star card, it cannot be achieved with ordinary training intensity; first, you must break your own limits. Only in this way can you stimulate enough potential and gain the ability.

Second promotion.

After listening to the system's explanation, Wang Zelin suddenly remembered a sentence: There is a kind of hard work called thinking that you are working hard!

It turns out that as long as I work hard enough, I can really improve my abilities without relying on drawing cards.

It turns out that some things can really be done without relying on the system.

It turns out that my efforts and persistence are valuable!

A small difference makes a world of difference!

After thinking about all this, Wang Zelin's original salty fish mentality began to undergo earth-shaking changes.



The training plan for the second day is proceeding as usual.

But this time, whether it was Rick Mahon or the three people on the court or Zhou Yang and Tom Bruce watching from the sidelines, they could clearly feel that something was wrong with Wang Zelin today.

"This boy from China has taken stimulants today or is out of love. Why is he like Xiaoqiang who can't be defeated? He shouldn't regard me as his love rival, right?"

Bruce Bowen, who was already out of breath from exhaustion, was filled with surprise when he looked at the young man in front of him who fell down and struggled to get up again and again under the basket.

Doesn't he know that he is facing Rick Mahon and Charles Oakley, two notorious insider villains in the league?

What about his fears from the past few days?

Why is there no more!

Through these few days of brief interaction, Bowen has basically seen through the nature of this young man.

Another arrogant kid who doesn't like training very much and thinks he can do whatever he wants in the NBA with just a little bit of talent.

But in today's training, Wang Zelin's performance can be said to be impressive in every aspect.

At this moment, the contempt in Bowen's heart began to dissipate and gradually turned into respect.

This is respect for a true warrior and sincere admiration for every dream chaser!

Bowen, who had mediocre talent at the time, was able to gain a foothold in the league and even intimidate one side. In addition to his small moves that disgusted all opponents, the most important thing was the support of his dream.

Bowen was also a dream chaser, so he could really feel the changes that had taken place in Wang Zelin.

"Old guy, what happened to you today? Did you not eat? Or did you use your strength on women last night?"

"Bastard boy, what did you say?"

"Did I say you haven't eaten? If you try harder, you still want to stop me with this little strength!"

"Say it again if you dare!"

"Push harder!"

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