Coach Anzuo’s words were like a stone that stirred up a thousand waves.

This drastic move naturally aroused heated discussions among the team players.

Andre, a senior white defender, was dissatisfied with Anzo's decision, but he dared not speak out.

In his opinion, he fought bloody hard for the team for three full years, and he is also the nephew of the former head coach.

Now, my uncle has just transferred to another school, and he has to compete with those junior rookies.

Andre almost had his dissatisfaction written directly on his face.

Zhao Peng is listening carefully to the team's next steps. Now that his old physical injuries have fully recovered, he wants to play big.

But just when he was concentrating on looking at the tactical manual in his hand, someone suddenly gave him a vicious push on his shoulder.

"Get out of the way, damn kid! You're blocking my view!" Andre was dissatisfied and vented his anger on Zhao Peng.

"Friend, I advise you to be polite." This push ignited the anger in Zhao Peng's heart.

He didn't have any bad habits at all, but locked Andre's throat with his big iron-like hands.

"Fuck, have you never experienced being beaten?" Brand, a white junior forward, stood up and was Andre's best friend.

The gangs on this team are very complicated, and the grievances between the senior and junior players have been backlogged for a long time.

This moment was even more full of gunpowder.

"Old bird, I advise you to be kind, otherwise I worry that your heads will be blown open."

In the end, it was Ben Wallace who stood up. The moment he was about to wave his iron fist, the court fell silent.

After all, if this big guy goes crazy, no one can hold him down.

Coach Anzuo turned a blind eye to such disputes on the field.

What he wants to build is a beast-like iron army. Not only does he not stop disputes in the team, but he encourages players to fight head-on on the court.

After all, in this iron-blooded era, even on the NBA court, it is still possible to see red with a bayonet.

As we all know, when Jordan faced the Bad Boys, the head coach of the Pistons demanded that he see blood.

In other words, cowards can't play basketball!

Black elbows, strong knees, hugs and throws... are completely commonplace in this era.

Coach Anzuo just wants to see them let their strength speak for themselves.

After the court quieted down, Anzo asked everyone to report again where they wanted to play.

After all, the cards have been reshuffled this time and everything has to be torn down and started all over again.

"Me, center!"

Ben Wallace was the first to raise his hand, and he also won the main center position without any controversy.

"Me! Me! Me! Point guard!"

The second person to stand up was the noisy Andre. He looked at the others in the team arrogantly. In his opinion, he was the well-deserved core of the team.

"Great, is there anyone else playing this position?" Coach Anzo asked.

"Me, the main point guard!"

A loud voice resounded throughout the arena, and Zhao Peng stood up with a roar.

The atmosphere of the scene was very hot. He and Andre glared at each other, and a big war could explode at any time like gunpowder.

"Very good, then let's use a bullfight to show each other your strength."

Anzuo smiled slightly, he liked the momentum in the team very much.

Andre smiled obscenely. He picked up the basketball without any hesitation and prepared to attack Zhao Peng.

In his opinion, a veteran like him could knock the Asian defender in front of him into the air with just a little force.

After Andre took two shots, he suddenly accelerated.

Rather than saying that he was running towards the basket, it would be better to say that he directly bumped into Zhao Peng's body.

In his opinion, this moment would definitely make Zhao Peng suffer a good blow, so as to regain the ground for his reckless behavior just now.

But the next moment, not only Andre, but everyone on the court was stunned!

What did everyone see?

Zhao Peng quickly moved over and resisted Andre's impact with his body!

Although Zhao Peng's speed attribute has only improved by 2 points, it is enough to face ordinary players in the second-level league like Andre.

Andre also didn't realize that Zhao Peng would move sideways so briskly.

His weight has an obvious advantage, which makes Andre feel like he has hit an iron wall.

He stumbled and wanted to take action, but Zhao Peng's big hand had been waiting for a long time!

Snap!

An inhumane hot pot with a solid lid.

Poor guy Andre was knocked to the floor with the ball.

Zhao Peng's power of 70 can be said to be a dimensionality reduction blow in a league of this level.

"What a great hat!" Ben immediately jumped up and cheered.

There was a burst of laughter around the stadium. Everyone has been putting up with this Andre for a long time.

He has always shown off his power in the team and bossed other players around.

And Zhao Peng's big blow can be regarded as a good sigh of relief for all the new players who were bullied by Andre before.

It used to be because of his uncle's reputation, but now he is like a lost dog, being ridiculed by other players.

"Trash, it was just a warm-up! I'm going to teach you a lesson next!"

Andre blushed and talked nonsense to relieve his embarrassment.

Little did they know that everyone was laughing even louder like a clown.

Zhao Peng faced Andre with the ball and made a few tentative steps first.

Andre, who was furious, carefully observed Zhao Peng's footsteps.

In his opinion, Zhao Peng's dribbling skills were very average, so he planned to wait for the opportunity and take away Zhao Peng's basketball.

Zhao Peng suddenly accelerated and charged in with the ball. Andre, who had been alert for a long time, quickly leaned over and stretched out his hand.

But at this moment, a huge friction sound came.

"Ouch!"

Zhao Peng almost braked on the spot. This braking action made Andre completely unable to withstand it.

Unable to restrain his body's powerful inertia, he flew out and fell to pieces.

Facing the unguarded basket, what else should Zhao Peng have to hesitate?

He raised his wrist and shot, and the blue ball drew a graceful curve in the air.

The moment he took action, Zhao Peng felt a little more confident.

When the basketball was flying in the air, he turned around gracefully, pointed his finger at the base, and started celebrating in advance.

Two seconds later, the basketball and the net made a wonderful friction sound.

The basketball hit the net.

"Great game!" Coach Anzuo also waved his arms and cheered for Zhao Peng's wonderful pull-up jump shot just now.

This clean emergency stop also received bursts of cheers from other players.

"Foul! He just committed a foul!" Andre sat on the floor and complained endlessly.

But at this time, no one on the sidelines cared about him, because everyone was completely immersed in Zhao Peng's picturesque pull-up jump shot and turn.

Even his two good friends fell silent collectively when they saw Andre's miserable appearance.

The continuous failure made Andrei feel a fire of ignorance karma in his heart.

His expression became gloomy, and he planned to use dirty tricks to stop Zhao Peng's offensive moves.

Zhao Peng first dribbled the ball laterally and gained a half-body advantage.

Then his offensive method was very unpretentious, facing Andre directly with his back, and using his tonnage advantage to push Andre inside like a tank.

The intensity of this confrontation was a bit overwhelming for Andre.

He tried his best, pulling and pulling, and even hit Zhao Peng's ribs fiercely with his elbow.

But after Zhao Peng turned around and accelerated, he suddenly stepped back and shot a jumper.

Looking at the league, this was considered a top step back, and it came quite suddenly.

Andre couldn't react at all, and he did a huge crotch split on the spot.
To be continued...