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Chapter 130 Welcome to His Majesty the Emperor

The arrival of the old guys did not last long. These guys were just passing on their own experience to Chen Feng.

There was no one left to accompany Chen Feng to train except Hammond and Tarcanian.

But the benefits of this kind of cumulative experience are probably something that ordinary people cannot understand, and the amount of information is even more amazing. How can a group of people who can become superstars in the NBA be without a few tricks?

Although these old guys didn't stay in Boston for much time, with Auerbach in charge, all of them took the initiative to leave contact information for Chen Feng.

As long as there is a problem, these old guys are completely on call, as if they really plan to treat such a little guy as their successor.

I guess these guys also know that if they can't complete the task assigned by their boss, they can't make sense. Moreover, Chen Feng's temperament and character really make these old guys very interested.

"You kid must exercise your muscles stronger and stronger, which is definitely a very good weapon." Although Ma Long had been there for two days, such a tough man really found the feeling of carrying a basketball charge.

But those training key points and training plans have filled the notebook in Tacanian's hand, and the dense training key points made Chen Feng feel a little desperate.

"Are you going to train me? Or do you want to kill me? Old man, please tell me a secret so that I can die with peace of mind."

When he was so tired that he lay on the floor like a dead dog, Chen Feng's nerves were about to collapse.

"If you don't want to meet Nowitzki next time or be beaten like a dog in the inside, you'll make yourself stronger. I don't want you to look down on you."

Before Takanian could touch Chen Feng, the old guy answered.

"Don't you say I'm old and useless, so you have to be stronger."

"Your sister, I've been having sex for myself for a long time!" Chen Feng really wanted to scold the street, but now he was so tired that he had no strength.

The guys Rivers had no objection to this kind of special training. They just had to ensure that Chen Feng's physical reserves could keep up with the needs of the game during the regular season.

Regarding this, Tacanian promised that he did not need to worry, because the training plan he designated was only able to drain Chen Feng's potential, but it would definitely not affect his game status.

"Don't underestimate that kid's recovery ability. He is as tired as a dead dog now. He will become lively the next day, so there is no need to worry about his physical fitness."

Tacanian was too confident about Chen Feng's strong recovery ability. When he was training in Las Vegas, the intensity was significantly higher than this time.

Now it is just to temper the boy's offensive methods, not to let him strengthen his physical fitness, so Tacanian knew it.

What's more, a wild boy who often loads and unloads containers by himself is so easy to be exhausted? It's just that Takanian's training is too targeted and can squeeze Chen Feng dry in the shortest time.

As long as the next morning, the boy will definitely stand on the training ground and hone himself, just like a fully charged robot. It is like a good knife that must be knocked through such a knock.

Otherwise, he would not make himself sharper. If he wanted to cut others, he had to make himself sharper first. Even if that kid was a very ordinary hijack, Takanian had to sharpen his magical weapon.

The forging process must be long. Takanian is not God. He cannot extract the essence of those old guys and put it directly into Chen Feng's mind.

But this stubborn old man swore that he could find a way to let this kid understand something as soon as possible. At least he would not let those nonsense guys comment on Chen Feng and say that this kid had a single offensive method.

The training plan jointly created by Tacanian and Auerbach is being executed like a secret, and the Celtics' regular season continues.

Losing to the Mavericks is indeed a bit depressing. Although the loss was not a loss, it was always defeated by the opponent at home, which made the Celtics guys feel angry.

If you are angry, you will naturally have to ask someone to vent. At this time, someone must act as the scapegoat or the punching bag. The unlucky Phillies will become victims again.

Originally, Chicks has been in trouble recently. The rumors about Iverson leaving or not have left have always made this guy stand on the cusp of the storm. The same question is asked every day, which has made Chicks tirelessly tired of it.

As a result, the old man's handling method really left the 76ers speechless. Without knowing whether Iverson was leaving, Chicks said the conversation directly. His core was Iguodala, not the "answer".

"I am the head coach and have the right to decide who will take on the team's heavy responsibilities." This sentence is enough. At least in the understanding of those who are interested, Iverson has been marginalized by Chicks.

The Phillies who are too accustomed to relying on Iverson are in a bad mood at this moment. At least in their opinion, what a bullshit head coach, they want the fearless Iverson! The lonely hero who can lead them into the finals, not the shit-like guy Chicks, that idiot, that loser!

An undercurrent has begun to surge in Philadelphia. Iverson, as the person involved, didn't say much, but this silence made Philadelphia fans even more panic. Perhaps what the guy Chicks said will really become a reality.

But no one can guess where Iverson will go in the future. No one knows when that lonely hero will leave, but the atmosphere of the entire 76ers has become extremely sluggish.

Iguodala may be a good player, but to let him carry the team's offensive banner, this guy is obviously not qualified enough. He still needs a qualified lead. Unfortunately, Chicks did not prepare for him.

A player who can only rush into the inside and score hard can't really lead the team into the playoffs. This guy doesn't have the crazy momentum of fighting everything alone like Iverson.

When Chicks faced the media with a stern-minded style and said that he could lead the team to the playoffs, he was greeted with consecutive failures.

If you lose to a team like Magic and Cavaliers, Chicks can only admit it, but even the Raptors can kill 19 points for the 76ers, which is unbearable. At least those Philadelphia fans have already publicly scolded them.

"Chicks is a standard idiot! That guy will ruin our team! I really hope the team's management can make this guy get out of here!" This is what angry Philadelphia fans expect from Cheeks.

Get out of here and don't harm our team! But the Philadelphia management didn't seem to hear such shouts, maybe they were just looking for an over-coach who could survive the reconstruction.

A shameless guy like Chicks is the most suitable choice. At least this guy can attract firepower for their management. Well, in other words, Chicks is a tragedy that attracts hatred.

The 76ers, which lost three consecutive games, urgently needed a victory, but Chicks ignored Iverson's approach at all, but could not make his team stronger again.

Even if Iguodala can average nearly 20 points per game, she cannot carry the team's charge like Iverson. That is a lack of temperament.

Having not experienced the tempering of big scenes, Iguodala is not a leader-type player even in NCAA, and what he has to face is Iverson.

Although he is also called ai, you need to add a small character before this. In front of Iverson, Iguodala will always be a minor character.

Iverson may not need to do too much to allow the team to gather around him and burst out with a strong impact. Even when facing the Lakers, he can charge forward.

But when Iguodala was charging forward desperately, there were not many people following him.

A poor guy, a poor tragedy, maybe he can grow in the future, but at this rebuilding juncture, Iguodala is just a shield for being pushed to the front desk by Chiks.

And when Chicks needed victory the most, they met the Celtics who had just lost to the Mavericks, the bandit-like animals, who were worried that they could not find a partner to vent their anger.

"We lost three consecutive games, but our opponents also lost, so I don't think we will lose away. Although we lost our first match, it was not a defeat. This time, we prepared more fully."

When Chicks came to Boston, he was full of tough arguments. Maybe this guy was a madman with absolutely strong hearts, so he said arrogantly in Boston that he wanted to win.

As it turns out, this guy has a much better lip skills than his coaching talent. When the 76ers, with a low morale, meet a group of bandits who are ready to fight, the only one who waits for the Phillies is collapse.

That was really a collapse. Iguodala's two dunks to the basket in the opening stage could have allowed Chicks to swing his fists on the sidelines, but the next scene immediately calmed the guy.

"That Philadelphia boy wants to go wild here? What's going on?" No matter how much Chen Feng's words sounded, it seemed like he was sharpening his knife before the last sentence of the other party was sentenced to death.

"What's going on? Of course I'm killing him." Pierce's despicable smile had been completely assimilated by Chen Feng. Not only the leader of this team, but everyone else was like this.

Kill, uh, it's really killing. The Sixers led the way one minute at the beginning of the game, and then Chicks witnessed a crazy massacre on the sidelines.

38:16, this is the response given by the bandits in Boston. In the first quarter, it was only twelve minutes, but the Celtic bombing completely destroyed the Phillies' determination to resist.

There was really no way to stop those lunatics. Pierce and Szebiak threw four three-pointers in a row from the outside. When they took the shot, they were really straightforward.

The bottom-up was so supported by Chen Feng, who suppressed the 76ers in the inside, and caught rebounds in all kinds of people, and no one could stop this guy from the footsteps.

Substitutions, defense, Chicks' tricks have not been used. He even tried to copy the Mavericks' defensive strategies. Unfortunately, his 76ers are not the boss of the Western Conference.

Chen Feng didn't have to sacrifice himself to fight to the death with anyone. Durham Porter was not Nowitzki and could not withstand the charge of the wild boy at all.

The guy just plundered the rebounds frantically, allowing the Celtics shooters to take unscrupulously, and the raindrops shots fell into the basket, leaving Chicks crying without tears on the sidelines.

In the third quarter, or less than three quarters, the Celtics have gained enough advantages.

The Celtics were all substitutes in the entire fourth quarter, and even Scala Brian could get 10 minutes of playing time. It is unimaginable how big the lead was.

115:86, this is the score of Chicks when he led the team away from the stadium in shame. It was not very exaggerated, but no one could stand the scene where he was nearly 30 points ahead in the first three quarters.

The Boston media even more directly mocked Chicks' crazy words before the game, "Win? In Boston? Chicks is sure he is not dreaming?"

"God bless that poor guy. Maybe Philadelphia will usher in a terrible low after losing Iverson, with four consecutive losses? Don't think about these things, this may just be the beginning."

Murphy did not give Chicks any face in the column, and just belittled the other party.

There is no way, who made that eye-opener provoke these guys in Boston and provoke a group of lunatics, what other good results can be achieved?

The 76ers were in disgrace, but Rivers is staring at the next opponent now.

The Clevelanders, after the Philadelphia 76ers lost, a group of Clevelanders were on their way to Boston.

The emperor, who was said by the media to be omnipotent, is preparing for his path to ascend the throne.

However, when Chen Feng heard the news, he smiled, "Emperor? Haha, is there a group of people around that guy...? Louis XVI is also the emperor, and wasn't he killed? Anyone who comes to Boston to make trouble, kill one, and kill two pairs! Emperor? He has multiple eggs?"

I don’t know what expression a little emperor would look like when he heard this. Bostonians are looking forward to it.

(I wish you a happy birthday to someone in the group who is not tuned. Well, Black Mountain is talking about you. It’s useless to count others. You and the cup are the least tuned. I’m not satisfied. Want to bite me? Beng Fei’s little front teeth! It’s your birthday, be good, otherwise you won’t have a cake. In addition, I have to say, comrades who are betting on the winning prize, do you dare to contact me? So far, three people have come to me to report, you are so despised me? All of them are hurrying, I’m so generous, can’t you cherish it? Contact me quickly!)
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