Chapter 2 Beating James

James, a senior in high school, was shorter than Zheng Yang, but his free throw bounced out of the rim and the first offensive opportunity fell into Zheng Yang's hands.

Zheng Yang took the ball and prepared to attack, but facing James, who was a hundred times stronger than Joyce, he still dribbled the ball with his back to the opponent.

"This yellow guy is stupid. He dares to post up against LeBron. LeBron is stronger than a bull."

Joyce, who had stepped aside, saw Zheng Yang using his "old tricks" and immediately sneered at him with disdain.

The other two also nodded.

"These yellow people have no brains at all. They should work in factories all their lives."

Zion Cotton, whose physical talents are more suitable for playing football, added that he did not like this group of people whose skin color was completely different from theirs.

It is worth mentioning that Zion Cotton, who had been playing basketball before college, played football instead when he entered college, but he did not become famous later.

LeBron James also showed disdain on his face that someone actually tried to compete with him in body size. Although he was a few centimeters shorter than Zheng Yang, it could be seen from his sturdy body that he weighed much more than the other.

It is simply wishful thinking for such a person to want to hit him from behind.

Zheng Yang first bumped into the opponent, but the first bump did not push him away. Then he was about to bump into him a second time. James, who was prepared, pushed his body forward, trying to knock the opponent off balance.

But Zheng Yang, who lowered his center of gravity to prepare for physical confrontation with James, suddenly turned around, easily passed the opponent, and then made a layup.

He is not the Wuhuang who still has rough skills and can only rely on his body to play after entering the league for several years. At present, he is very skilled in back-to-the-basket techniques and shooting and layups.

Although there is still some gap between him and the top players in the NBA, he has already reached the pinnacle in front of this group of high school students.

Looking at Zheng Yang who threw the ball to him, James was still a little dazed. How come that turn just now was so smooth?

He was passed in one go.

Joyce and others on the side were also speechless, and then they truly realized that this tall and unfamiliar yellow man seemed to be really capable.

But even so, James didn't take him seriously.

If you were well-known throughout the country at the age of seventeen, had your own fans, exclusive sponsorship, and even the basketball god of the time, Jordan, spoke highly of you, in this case, you would not take an unknown person seriously.

James did not make too many three-threat moves. Although he also has certain shooting ability, Zheng Yang just turned around and easily passed him, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

Therefore, he wanted to completely destroy the opponent in his favorite way.

He passed the ball to the right and was about to accelerate to break through, but he heard a "pop" and the basketball that was supposed to bounce back into his hands after hitting the ground disappeared. Looking back, he saw that the ball had been slapped away by Zheng Yang.

Zheng Yang stole the ball from him directly.

"shit..."

James cursed under his breath, feeling a little frustrated. It was more painful to have the ball intercepted by the opponent than to fail to score.

You can find various reasons to explain the latter, but the former can only mean that the opponent has completely defended you in this round.

It was Zheng Yang's turn to attack again, and he started his post-up attack again. James was a little annoyed. Is this guy only good at post-up attack?

We fought so many times, and every time it was from behind.

As usual, Zheng Yang bumped into the opponent first, but James learned his lesson this time and did not move forward actively, causing him to lose his balance. He just doesn't like to defend, but it doesn't mean he can't defend.

By the way, let me dispel a rumor here. Many people say that the reason why James doesn’t return to defense now is because he is old and lacks physical strength.

You can go online and look up his high school playing videos. From that time on, he had the habit of not returning to defense.

Of course, it is also possible that he was also lacking in physical strength at that time. Who knows? The Brownies always have a reason.

This time, Zheng Yang, who was playing one-on-one with his back to the basket, pulled out another weapon from his arsenal. While James was afraid to move forward and was standing still, he did a somersault and a jump.

James stood there again, staring at Zheng Yang, watching him shoot perfectly in the air. At this moment, James had to admit that this stranger's shooting posture was one of the best he had ever seen.

Elegant, chic, and with a hint of Jordan's shadow in it.

"Shh!"

The basketball went into the net, 0:4, Zheng Yang led by four points.

The following game was like a massacre. Even though James scored two goals with his strong body, in the eyes of Joyce and others, it was just a massacre.

Zheng Yang always played with his back to the basket, but he scored in a different way each time.

He was like a sophisticated killer, using different weapons to cut wounds on James, and then slowly taking over the game.

As the fight progressed, James felt even more powerless than Joyce, because Zheng Yang would just use his body to push him in every time he hit him. Therefore, he could not see that apart from their physical talents, there was also a huge gap in strength between them.

But James felt this gap. Maybe it was not that big, but it did exist.

"How old are you?"

The defeated James asked Zheng Yang, he needed a reason to comfort himself for today's loss.

"17!"

Zheng Yang said casually, his emotions were quite calm, and he didn't feel very excited about winning against the opponent.

Of course, I still feel that this experience is quite amazing. I actually met my high school friend GOAT and beat him up!
"Impossible, I've never seen you in any school team's game!"

James retorted that he wanted to expose the disguise of the yellow man in front of him. He must not be 17 years old. He must be 25 or even 30 years old. He just looked younger.

Zheng Yang shrugged.

"I transferred here from San Francisco and will be a senior at Jax High School in the new semester!"

He suddenly felt that having this transfer identity was a good thing, because this way not too many people would realize that there was something wrong with his rapid improvement in basketball skills.

James was silent for a moment, then he spoke again.

"Let's have another fight!"

"It's not necessary, unless you can guarantee that you can score every time you attack, then you have a chance to win, but under my defense, this is simply impossible."

What Zheng Yang meant was that he could score in every possession, but James couldn't!
If ten minutes ago, a peer dared to say such words in front of James, he would only laugh at him.

Does he know the value of the Chosen One?

Does he know that he is the top high school student in the United States?

Does he know that even Jordan, Kobe, and O'Neal are watching him play?

But now, after being taught a lesson by Zheng Yang, he walked away silently. He suddenly felt like crying. After playing basketball for so many years, this was the first time he felt a little wronged...

Coach, I'd better take the cultural courses...

In the end, the James quartet, who had come in such a majestic manner, all left without saying a word. Joyce wanted to comfort James, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to say them.

There will be discrimination, differential treatment and so on in life, but on the basketball court, no matter how good your trash talk is, no matter how annoying your little moves are, in the end, only strength will speak.

This is the charm of basketball!

No NBA team will select you because of who your father is. Everyone only looks at your strength and potential. The strong ones will stay and the weak ones will be eliminated.

Besides brownies…

(End of this chapter)