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As Wu Feng and Chris Du Hong were ready, Magic coach Stan Van Gundy also came to the court.[]

In fact, before Wu Feng came to Orlando to try out, Stan Van Gundy had already had some understanding of Wu Feng. However, he was not optimistic about Wu Feng because he had watched Wu Feng's NCAA game. From Wu Feng's performance in the game, Stan Van Gundy could see that although Wu Feng's physical fitness was excellent, even no less than this year's No. 1 pick John Wall, the Chinese boy's skills were too rough. It is estimated that if it weren't for Wu Feng's excellent physical fitness and good defensive awareness, he would never have been able to enter the Kentucky school team.

Moreover, he plays as a point guard and is often arranged by his coach to play as a shooting guard position.

Stan Van Gundy glanced at Wu Feng, then walked between the two of them and said loudly: "The content of the trial is very simple. If you two scored eleven goals first, whoever scored eleven goals will win. Do you understand?"

Wu Feng and Chris Du Hongdu nodded, and Stan Van Gundy continued: "Okay, then you two are ready to jump the ball."

Upon hearing this, both of them were ready to jump the ball. At this time, the atmosphere on the court became a little depressed. Carl Davis stared at the court nervously, praying in his heart that Wu Feng would definitely defeat Chris Du Hong.

"Come on, Wu!" Carl Davis said silently in his heart.

"Drip", as Stan Van Gundy blew the whistle in his mouth, the orange basketball quickly left his palm.

"Rubber", two figures rushed into the sky instantly and started the first battle of this trial.

However, the next scene stunned everyone present.

Wu Feng held the basketball in his arms, and Chris Du Hong didn't even touch the basketball. Not only that, the height of his jumping reached only Wu Feng's armpit.

"Well, as described in the information, the bounce is good, and the explosive power is amazing." After seeing this scene, Stan Van Gundy was slightly surprised, and then returned to his original expression.

"Yesyes!" Karl Davis clenched his fists excitedly when he saw Wu Feng defeating Chris Du Hong in the jump ball.

Wu Feng is not the only player he signed, and there are many players under his command. However, among these players, there are no more famous players. Therefore, he is very eager to have a very outstanding player or even a star under his command. When he signed Wu Feng, because of Wu Feng's Chinese identity, Carl Davis had high expectations for Wu Feng. And he also saw the vast market behind Wu Feng. If Wu Feng could be famous in the NBA, then he would be rich.

Wu Feng got the first opportunity to attack. Looking at Chris Du Hong, who was defending himself in front of him, Wu Feng seemed a little nervous. How could he not be nervous? No matter what, the opponent is also an old bird who is mingling in the NBA, with very good skills and experience. Although his health is definitely not as good as him, he is still a little lacking in confidence.

But when Wu Feng thought of Trekol-White's ugly face, anger arose in his heart.

"tmd, are you afraid of a bird? I just want to use my body to force you. Besides, I have been training in the virtual space for more than half a month, and I just want to practice my skills to see how much my strength has improved after more than half a month of training." Wu Feng suddenly became a little tougher, and even looking at Chris Du Hong's expression was different from before.

Before, when I saw Chris Du Hong, Wu Feng was a little awe, but now, he is in a condescending expression.

But Chris Du Hong said hatefully as if he was insulted: "Damn bastard, what are your eyes? You dare to look down on me. Look at me and don't beat you up after a while and let you get out of Orlando."

Just as Chris Du Hong was thinking about how to teach Wu Feng a lesson next, Wu Feng moved.

Just when he felt a gust of wind blowing, Chris Du Hong was frightened to find that the Chinese boy in front of him had disappeared. Of course, Chris Du Hong would not think that this boy had really disappeared. Years of NBA experience made him turn around quickly and chase Wu Feng.

But it was too late, and even if he reacted earlier, it would be useless. Wu Feng's speed was not something that Chris Du Hong could catch up with.

Wu Feng ended his first attack with a very arrogant and domineering dunk.

"Ah..." Wu Feng roared excitedly, then his right arm kept hitting his chest, venting his resentment that had been looked down upon by others some time ago.

Chris Du Hong was extremely angry and was beaten into an attack by that kid.

"This kid is nearly two meters tall and cannot be so fast. It must be this bastard who took advantage of my unpreparedness and then sneaked into me to attack this time." Chris Du Hong analyzed in his heart.

However, Chris Du Hong was wrong, Wu Feng did have such a fast speed. But he was right, that is, Wu Feng did hit him unpredictable. Wu Feng was very good at observing other people's expressions. When he saw Chris Du Hong was a little distracted, he immediately launched this attack.

"One to zero." Stan Van Gundy shouted into the field.

Chris Du Hong suppressed the anger in his heart and prepared for defense again.

"This time I won't let you, the bastard, succeed again."

Wu Feng attacked.

Wu Feng, who knew that it was impossible to sneak attack Chris Du Hong again, seemed very cautious in the attack this time. He slowly dribbled from the left wing to the right wing. Wu Feng suddenly dribbled the ball under his crotch and then took a quick step to break through from Chris Du Hong's left side.

Chris Du Hong is worthy of being an old bird, and quickly reacted and blocked Wu Feng.

But then, Chris Du Hong's face turned green.

After Wu Feng was blocked by Chris Du Hong, he took a step back. This step was very large and suddenly opened the distance from Chris Du Hong. Wu Feng jumped quickly, then took a calm move, and the ball flew out from his fingertips and headed straight towards the basket.

Chris Du Hong tried all his strength to intercept the ball, but it was just in vain.

With a "swish", the orange basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air and entered the net hollow, rubbing with the net to create a beautiful note.
Chapter completed!