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At this moment, Wu Feng's cell phone suddenly rang.[]

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This is a song that Wu Feng likes very much, because whenever Wu Feng hears this song, he feels excited.

Wu Feng glanced at the caller ID and found that it was Carl Davis's call, his agent.

"Hey, it's me." Wu Feng answered the phone weakly.

"Dear Wu, I'm sorry, I couldn't keep you with the Pistons. Damn Joe Dumas, he's so stupid..."

"Davis, it's not your fault for this matter, it's my own reasons. By the way, is there anything you do when you call me?"

Carl Davis coughed twice and said to the phone: "Wu, don't be discouraged. You should take a good rest during this period. Anyway, there is still one month before the preseason for the 2010-2011 season. During this period, I will help you find the next team."

"Well, I understand, thank you, Davis." Wu Feng knew that Davis was comforting him.

"Okay, that's it, I still have something to do, so I'll hang up first." After that, Carl Davis hung up the phone.

Wu Feng shrugged helplessly and continued to walk forward.

"Will there be a team want me? Can I succeed?" Wu Feng muttered to himself as he walked.

It’s no wonder Wu Feng thinks this way. After losing the draft, Wu Feng has tried out for many teams, but none of them are willing to sign him. The answers given by those teams are almost the same: their physical fitness is excellent, but their skills are too rough, especially for a defender, skills are more important.

If it weren't for the help of Tychelles-Prince, he would probably be looking for a job now.

With a "clang" sound, Wu Feng's head was suddenly hit by an unknown object, making him grin in pain.

"What?" Wu Feng rubbed his head, looking for an unknown object that hit him.

After searching for a while, Wu Feng suddenly stepped on something and almost fell down.

"This is? What? It turns out to be a stone." Wu Feng picked up the thing he thought was a stone in depression.

"Huh?" Wu Feng widened his eyes, as if he had noticed the New World, with an incredible look on his face.

I saw that the stone did not look like an ordinary stone, but rather like a meteorite of some kind.

Wu Feng, who usually likes to read astronomy books, immediately recognized that the things in his hand were indeed a meteorite. However, it was just a very small piece.

"Haha, I was actually smashed by a meteorite. I am so lucky!" As he said that, Wu Feng put the meteorite in his pocket and waited for the time he had, so he would study it carefully.

Just after Wu Feng put the meteorite into his pocket, the dark meteorite suddenly flashed with a faint light.

"The system has been bound, please select the training content." A sudden voice suddenly rang in Wu Feng's mind.

"Who is it?" Wu Feng was startled and immediately checked whether someone was playing a prank around him.

However, he found nothing.

"Oh, it must be an illusion! tnnd, it seems I have to have a good rest during this period." Wu Feng attributed this to an illusion.

When he returned to the house he rented, Wu Feng didn't even take off his shoes and lay on the bed. Suddenly, Wu Feng saw the basketball in the bedside table, the basketball that had been with him for two years and had been a little puffed. Suddenly, anger arose from his heart, and a silent roar towards fate broke out. Then, he grabbed the basketball like crazy and threw it hard to the ground.

The basketball bounced up suddenly, Wu Feng caught it, and then threw it outside the house.

"Get out of my dreams and successes!" Wu Feng roared angrily.

Wu Feng collapsed on the bed, sighed a long time, and then fell asleep. After experiencing this incident today, Wu Feng's spirit was extremely poor and soon fell asleep.

When Wu Feng gradually fell asleep, the meteorite in his pocket flashed again.

"Where is this? Am I dreaming?"

Wu Feng saw a huge screen appearing in front of him. Wu Feng was very surprised because he actually knew that he was in a dream.

"The system has been bound, please select the training content." The sudden voice came out again.

After hearing this sound, Wu Feng instantly thought that when he walked home at night, his head was hit by the small meteorite, and then a voice was also saying the same thing. Suddenly, Wu Feng understood that something might really have entered his consciousness.

"Is it related to that little meteorite?" Wu Feng thought.

At this time, the sudden voice came out again: "Training time: 12 hours, the host cannot give up, giving up will reduce the health. When the health is reduced, the host will die."

"I'm a grass! 12 hours? I can't give up yet. Will giving up reduce health? May I ask, how much is the total health? How much health do I have now?" Wu Feng immediately asked a question of extreme concern.

"The full health value is 100, and your health value is 80." The voice replied emotionlessly.

"80? Then I am 18 years old now and have already removed 20 health points. Doesn't that mean that I can live to be close to 100 years old? Haha..." Wu Feng immediately became excited after hearing the news.

But the next sentence of the voice immediately poured a basin of cold water on him.

"The amount of health you have left does not represent how old you can live."

"Ga..." Wu Feng opened his mouth wide and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Then why will I die after deducting my health?" Wu Feng continued to ask.

"That's the rule here. If you don't train hard, you will die; on the contrary, if you train hard, you will naturally become the greatest player in the world."

"However, I train for 12 hours a day..."

At this time, the wonderful voice did not give him any chance to react, but said suddenly: "Please choose the training content."

There were indeed many options in front of Wu Feng. Wu Feng looked carefully and the options included: dribbling, passing, speed, bounce, running, shooting, rebound, steal, and block.

Wu Feng was confused, and then he stretched out his hand. As a defender, he naturally chose to dribble. So the option of "dribble" jumped inadvertently and emitted a dazzling light.

"What's wrong..." Wu Feng saw that magic seemed to be happening around him, and the whole world was slowly changing. When he came to his senses, he saw himself wearing a basketball training suit and standing on a basketball court with complete equipment and spacious equipment.

Looking at this fully equipped basketball court, Wu Feng couldn't help but exclaim.

"From now on, you will receive your dribbling training in this training ground."

"Dribble training?" Looking at the empty court, Wu Feng raised his head and asked to the sky: "What's going on? How do you need to train me?"

"I will arrange training for you reasonably."

"So what's going on with this space?"

"This space is a virtual space, and the time ratio is 1:4. When you train your technology inside, these technologies can be brought into the real world, but your daily training time limit is three hours."
Chapter completed!