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016: what, so easy(2/2)

The war between inside players often starts before touching the ball.

Blocking, collision, rough confrontation, the most primitive fighting... these scenes may not appear on the camera, but they are what the inside players experience every round.

In the process of wrestling with Fredger, Wayne suffered a lot of losses. There is no way, if you can't win with strength, you just can't win.

12 pounds of meat, if you lose it, you lose it.

This most simple and crude duel has always been so cruel.

After getting into a favorable offensive position, Freje raised his hand to ask for the ball from his teammates.

Since he knew very little about Wayne, Fredger was very wary of Wayne at first.

But now after this round of confrontation, Fredger is at least certain of one thing - he has an overwhelming advantage in strength and physique!

Freje is a technical power forward who rarely attacks in such a simple and crude way.

But today, it's not easy to meet someone who is easy to bully. Fredger will definitely feel happy.

After getting the basketball, Freje took two more steps back, while Wayne was losing ground.

Seeing that the position was deep enough, Freje suddenly withdrew his strength, turned over and shot a jumper from close range.

"What? It's so easy. I thought this guy was so powerful." In the air, Fredger confidently pushed the ball out.

He felt that this shot felt very good and he would score nine times out of ten!

Well, if he had seen how Wayne blocked Wallace, he wouldn't be so optimistic.

As soon as Fredger threw the ball, he noticed a big hand slowly rising from below his field of vision, lying between the basketball and the basket.

"this!?"

"Bang!"

The basketball made a crisp sound and flew out of bounds, grazing Frazier's head.

Frazier landed on his feet. He was so proud just now and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

"What? It's so easy." Wayne muttered and shook his hand. Now, it was his turn to complain.

Just after being crushed to the basket, Wayne thought he was dead.

Unexpectedly, Fredger was as fierce as a tiger, and he could do 250 at a glance.

Do you really think that a turnaround jumper that is so slow and has such a short release point can score a goal over my head?

Innocent.

"Complete the block, growth points +5."

"Cut, it's mosquito meat again, what's the point?" Looking at the system prompts in front of him, Wayne really couldn't be happy.

But Wayne's cold face actually put huge psychological pressure on Fredger.

Is this...the king's contempt?
Chapter completed!
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