Chapter 64 Against Conley, Magical CIC

Ji Feng ended his trial training, and the big European man on the sidelines had slipped away. Although Ji Feng struggled a bit in the first half, his performance after that was very good.

"How is it, Mark, Chris." James looked at the two with a smile, he already knew it.

Mark shrugged and said, "Although Ji Feng's performance is decent, there is no shortage of small forwards in our team. Guy has done a good job. We need a big man to share the pressure on Gasol."

"I don't think so. Ji Feng's potential is undoubtedly huge. Believe me, it is our loss to miss him." James frowned and looked at the coach in front of him. This Mark is too stubborn, his stubbornness is likely to be will destroy the team.

"Stop arguing, I think I have a way to resolve your dispute." Chris also felt that Mark was too persistent. The most important thing is that Chris just took office and he needs fresh blood to add to the team.

As for Mark, he is already a little dissatisfied with this coach who always works against him, and he likes Guy very much and intends to support Guy to become the team's boss, which makes Gasol and Mark have a gap.

It's a mess, Chris thinks about it, but it's time to fix the problem at hand.

"Good mid-range shooting ability, first-class jumping, decent 3-pointers, just a little flawed in dribbling and inexperience, but I have to say, you do meet all the requirements for a potential rookie. Seriously, I really I can't believe you are Asian." Chris walked over and said to Ji Feng with a smile.

"Introduce myself, I'm the team's new general manager, Chris Wallace, just call me Chris." Chris reached out and shook Ji Feng's hand.

"Hello, Mr. Chris." Ji Feng held the ball by his side and shook hands.

"I think you are a good fit for the last spot on our team, but our coach Mark still has some questions about it. I think there is no better way to convince than to show your ability in actual combat, what do you think? , Ji Feng." Chris said.

"Chris..." James next to him was about to say something, he felt that it was not too reluctant to let Ji Feng face the NCAA champion guard directly.

"Of course, Mr. Chris, I'm very happy." Ji Feng held James, of course he wouldn't object. This is a good opportunity to dispel everyone's doubts. How can you be afraid of challenges when you become a strong man?

He already had a clear understanding at this time, Ji Feng turned to look at Conley who was still on the sidelines, his opponent should be this fellow rookie.

really…

"Very good." Chris nodded with satisfaction: "Conley, come and fight Ji Feng, three goals."

"Okay Chris!" Conley took off his training suit and ran over. After watching it for a long time, his hands were itchy, and he also wanted to see what the level of this Asian peak was.

"Playing a point guard, speed is a problem." Ji Feng looked at Conley carefully. He was half a head shorter than himself at 185cm, and he looked lighter than him, but he had solid muscles, especially his forearm, which was very muscular. It looks like the type who has a strong grasp of basketball.

"Come on rookie, let's see the level of the NBA." Conley is very interested in Ji Feng, who is younger than himself, and since he has the opportunity, he doesn't mind being a veteran, although he is also a no-compromise. He was a newcomer, but facing Ji Feng, he still felt that he was a senior.

"Come on, say it, don't cry if you lose, I don't have your tissue here." Ji Feng said calmly.

"Hahahaha, are you kidding me, it looks like I need to prepare a tissue for you." Conley laughed. He didn't expect Ji Feng to have a bit of American humour. He thought he liked this kid a little bit.

On the first ball, Ji Feng took the lead.

Ji Feng lowered his center of gravity as much as possible. Although Conley was only 185cm in front of him, the defensive pressure on himself was definitely the heaviest Ji Feng had ever seen, and his hands were so fast that Ji Feng had to dribble the ball carefully, so as to prevent him from dribbling the ball. Avoid getting the ball cut by Conley!

"It's too slow, too slow, your dribbling is simply too slow." Kang continued to test Ji Feng with words.

Ji Feng tried to worship Buddha, but Conley was unmoved, he just shook off the loneliness, and Conley's speed made Ji Feng unable to resist entering.

"Well, his confrontation can't adapt to the NBA at all." Mark added another reason to attack Ji Feng.

However, what happened next made him speechless.

"No way, I have to rely on the mid-range shot!"

Ji Feng deliberately missed a flaw in his right hand. Conley didn't have the task to reach for the ball. Ji Feng dribbled the ball directly behind his back.

One step directly from the three-point line! Two points for the oversized! hit!

"Wow!" James clapped his hands hard, Ji Feng's ball is so daring!

"Luck, just luck!" Mark was still stubborn.

Conley turned around and watched the basketball fly into the frame, a little stunned. Conley is really rare in such bullfighting defense.

Then the second goal, Ji Feng held the ball again, this time Conley was obviously more serious than the first goal, he defended very tightly.

But this also gave Ji Feng a chance to break through!

CROSSOVER!

"I can keep up even if I go here!?" Ji Feng thought he had gotten out of the way, but he didn't expect Conley's ability to change his focus to be so strong, and Ji Feng was immediately followed!

"Never mind!" Ji Feng made another mid-range shot directly within one meter of the three-point line!

"I won't let you in again!" Conley jumped up to cover with all his strength, and his hand almost covered Ji Feng's entire face.

Yet basketball hits again!

"Come on!" Ji Feng shouted, he felt that his hand style was very smooth today.

Conley is a bit confused, this TM is too accurate, this is a completely different concept from the open mid-range shot.

Like Conley, there are all the other people who saw it. They saw it clearly. Conley didn't completely lose his position. He blocked the ball twice, but the ball was still scored. Is this all luck?

"WTF, come again!" Conley felt that he had been insulted, and he didn't believe it, Ji Feng could still win!

In the third goal, Conley had completely put aside his contempt, and he had already treated Ji Feng in front of him as a player of the same level.

Ji Feng held the ball again, and Conley started frantically looking for physical contact, making Ji Feng's dribble not smooth, but Ji Feng still protected the basketball by relying on his height armband.

Conley continued to put pressure on and gradually made Ji Feng have no angle to break through. Just when Conley thought he was about to complete the steal, Ji Feng dribbled the ball behind his back again, but Conley did not move after the first lesson. However, Ji Feng again Dribble behind!

Conley couldn't stand still this time, and he was in a neutral position again. Ji Feng squeezed directly and stepped on the three-point line to make another mid-range shot.

Go in!

Three in three! Ji Feng didn't even give Conley a chance, he simply ended the game with only a mid-range shot!