Chapter 1 Too Wronged

Listening to the long-lost notifications of "Dribbling Potential +1, Ball Control Potential +1" echoing in his mind, Su Feng felt utterly wronged.

Why was Su Feng wronged, you ask?

Well, let me show you the profoundness of Chinese characters.

What was Comrade Su Weiguo's term of endearment for Su Feng?

A little rascal, right?

So, as a little rascal who'd been saddled with the label of "dribbling talent deficiency," wasn't he just being "wronged?"

Facts had proven that the reason Su Feng had been following the path of Philadelphia's little Malone was because he hadn't yet met the person who would light up the seven moles on the soles of his feet.

Now, from this moment on, Su Feng wanted to raise his hands and announce his new nickname to the world—

Philadelphia Irving!

"Su, is dribbling the ball quickly back and forth below your knees really that hard for you?"

Just as Su Feng was living in a dream, Iverson's voice suddenly pulled him back to reality.

Oh no, this damn reality!

You know, just now, Su Feng had even fantasized about using a crossover to shake off Michael Jordan, then completing the game-winning shot in front of the old hooligan!

In Su Feng's view, this would definitely be a world-famous painting!

The kind of classic that would last forever!

"Su, with your dribbling center of gravity, I don't think you could even get past my mom." Standing beside him, Iverson teased Su Feng with a slightly exaggerated tone.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for Dribbling Potential +1!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for Ball Control Potential +1!"

As a man who had maxed out his trash-talking resistance, if he could become stronger by being trash-talked, then Su Feng wanted to say...

Please, intensify your efforts!

It had to be said that Iverson was indeed a grandmaster of dribbling.

Because he quickly found the root of Su Feng's "dribbling talent deficiency."

In addition to teaching Su Feng the "rocket dribble," Iverson also suggested that Su Feng strengthen his agility and reaction speed.

Fans who would watch the 2008 Beijing Olympics in the future might remember that during the game between China and America, Chen Jianghua had once toyed with the American team's backcourt.

At that time, facing various forms of close defense, nearly all of Chen Jianghua's dribbling moves could be said to be subconscious reactions.

And this kind of subconscious reaction, coupled with the innate feel for the ball, was the dribbling talent that Su Feng had never possessed before.

In his previous life, when Su Feng watched Klay Thompson shoot and post up, he'd feel like, "How is this guy a god?"

But when watching Klay Thompson dribble, most people would even get the illusion that "It looks like I could do that too."

You might say, "Isn't a person who can practice three-pointers to the point of being 'abnormally accurate' working hard enough?"

But without talent, even if you practice for a hundred years, you won't be able to play in the NBA.

"Sure enough, I'm the chosen one." Su Feng thought with emotion.

In Iverson's backyard, under the patient guidance of Coach Ai, Su Feng felt that even if he was labeled as "Iverson's crony" in this life, he was determined to befriend Iverson.

Anyway, he already had a lot of labels, and other than a green hat, Su Feng didn't mind a few more.

But come to think of it, he was still single in this life, so where would he get a green hat to wear?

"By the way, Su, let's play a game." After giving Su Feng pointers for nearly half an hour, Iverson suddenly said to Su Feng.

Was it time for a pleasant one-on-one session again?

Su Feng nodded. In his view, coming to this party today was worth it.

In addition to learning why Iverson had passed him the ball during the tryout, Su Feng had also gained 2 points of potential each in dribbling and ball control.

Also, after Kobe and McGrady, Su Feng had now obtained three of the signature moves of the four great shooting guards.

Although the D'Antoni Euro step would have to sit on the bench with Sam Cassell in the armory until he completely shed the "dribbling talent deficiency" label, having signature moves was like having multiple skills—the more, the better.

"Wait a moment, I'll go change my shoes." Iverson, who was still wearing slippers, said to Su Feng.

And when he recalled how Iverson had been able to dribble around him in slippers earlier...

For some reason, Su Feng was reminded of the old men on the basketball courts in his previous life who wore slippers, played hook shots, and made every single one.

"Forget it, why think so much? I'm going to be the Philadelphia Irving."

When he recalled the world-famous painting he had just fantasized about in his mind, Su Feng surprisingly felt a little excited.

Before long, Iverson changed into his basketball shoes and appeared in front of Su Feng.

After the system was upgraded to [Prodigy], the method of obtaining Iron Points had changed significantly compared to before.

First of all, the number of Iron Points Su Feng obtained from practicing shooting on his own had increased to 50 points per missed shot.

Secondly, depending on the intensity of the games Su Feng played, for example, in NBA-level games, Su Feng could get 1500 Iron Points for each missed shot in a normal NBA game.

At the same time, the system would also rate Su Feng's performance in each game, and the highest SSS-level rating would give Su Feng a rating score as high as 30.

This rating score meant that if Su Feng shot 30 bricks in a game and got an SSS-level rating, then the final number of Iron Points he would get would be 30 multiplied by 1500 and then multiplied by 30!

That's right, a total of 1.35 million Iron Points!

It was worth mentioning that Su Feng found that in the system's settings, even in NBA-level games, the stronger the opponent, the higher the number of Iron Points you would get.

That is to say, if Su Feng's opponent was the old hooligan right now...

Then if he could shoot 30 bricks in front of the old hooligan, and at the same time get an SSS-level rating, then the number of Iron Points he would get would be astronomical.

Therefore, Su Feng realized that this system was simply encouraging him to beat up the strong teams and stomp on the dynasties.

Finally, as before, in one-on-one games, the number of Iron Points Su Feng could get was still related to the rating of the opponent he was playing against.

Originally, Su Feng had thought that one-on-one games were a bug in the system, but now that he thought about it, this system was purely pushing him to become a solo maniac.

Therefore, all in all, Su Feng felt that he could achieve the goal of 1.5 billion Iron Points in three years.

Especially since he was starting in a terrible team that encouraged rookies to take wild shots.

Of course, in the system's rating, Su Feng noticed that victory accounted for a large factor in the rating, so this system was as reasonable as ever.

After all, judging from the fact that it didn't allow him to deliberately miss shots to get Iron Points, Su Feng was willing to call this system: the Obsessive Compulsive Training System.

On the court, after Su Feng and Iverson decided who would attack first, a notification from the system appeared in Su Feng's mind:

"Detected that the host's current opponent is the 1996 No. 1 overall pick, Allen Iverson.

In the following one-on-one game, the host will receive 5,000 Iron Points for each missed shot!"

5,000 points per brick, for some reason, Su Feng suddenly didn't want to go to Los Angeles after the Summer League.

Look at the face of the No. 1 overall pick!

Could that eighth pick in the draft compare?

Just as Su Feng was complaining about Kobe in his heart, on the court, Iverson, who was the first to attack, directly accelerated and blew past Su Feng in one step.

Su Feng: "..."

So you have to concentrate when playing basketball, young man!

2 to 0!

Iverson, who had just dunked with both hands, smiled and threw the ball to Su Feng. Just as Su Feng put the ball down, Iverson rushed forward in a flash and almost stole the ball...

Iverson knew that his height was not as good as Su Feng's, so he didn't want to give Su Feng a chance to back him down.

Unfortunately, AI didn't know that in this kind of one-on-one game, Su Feng cared more about how to show off than winning or losing.

On the court, Su Feng leaned back and took a three-point shot.

Swish!

"Cool!"

Although he didn't know why Su Feng didn't take the opportunity to break through him just now, Iverson really liked Su Feng's free and unrestrained style of play.

2 to 3!

On the court, it was Iverson's turn to attack. This time, after dribbling between his legs continuously, Iverson suddenly took a step back and then made a cold-blooded shot from the outside.

Swish!

5 to 3!

"Hey, Su, you didn't expect me to shoot a three-pointer directly after dribbling, did you?" Iverson put his hands on his hips and laughed.

Su Feng nodded. He really didn't expect Iverson to play like this...

Because this style of play...

Was very futuristic, very Curry.

In the 90s, this kind of three-pointer after continuous dribbling wasn't non-existent, but it wasn't common.

However, after looking at Iverson carefully for a few seconds, Su Feng suddenly felt that this style of play seemed to be quite suitable for Ai?

In his previous life, the reason why Iverson wasn't efficient was related to his frequent charges to the basket for blocks and various long-range two-point shots.

In fact, as a scorer who could average 30 points per game under the HC rules, if Iverson could slightly adjust the composition of his scoring methods, he wouldn't have had to shoot 39.8% from the field and miss 16 shots per game.

Take Stephen Curry in the future, for example. Curry took 20 shots per game in the season he won the scoring title, but no one ever said that he was inefficient or selfish.

Iverson's breakthroughs and speed were definitely unmatched at this time, and even the HC rules couldn't limit his breakthroughs.

Moreover, the NBA's three-point line in the next season would still be as short as ever. If Iverson could make more use of three-pointers, then he would definitely become a beautiful scenery in the NBA.

In the 90s, the court space wasn't as big as it would be in the future. If Iverson could adjust his shot composition, then Su Feng's survival environment on the court would be much better.

After all, the bigger the court space, the more unrestrained Su Feng's movement could be.

However, although this sounded pretty good, Su Feng didn't immediately give Iverson any suggestions.

Because with Iverson's personality, it would be impossible to persuade him.

So, on the court, after Iverson threw the ball to him, Su Feng raised his hand and threw it.

Swish!

"I said, Su, didn't your coach tell you that this style of play is unreasonable?" Iverson, who didn't rush forward this time, said to Su Feng with his hands on his hips.

"He did, but I prefer freedom." Su Feng said with a straight face, talking nonsense.

"Freedom?" Iverson suddenly widened his eyes.

"Yes, now many coaches advocate playing to the basket.

But in my opinion, I not only want to be able to kill my way to the basket.

I also want to shoot from places they can't even imagine, and that's the freedom I've been pursuing!" Su Feng continued to deceive.

Iverson's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that what Su Feng said made a lot of sense!

Perhaps Iverson himself didn't realize that in the following one-on-one game, he took a lot of pull-up three-pointers after dribbling.

Iverson was different from Curry. Curry relied on his quick release to avoid defenders, while Iverson purely used his unreasonable speed to directly create space and complete the three-point shot.

Of course, Iverson's three-pointers were a bit of a hit-or-miss at this time, which was related to the fact that he hadn't focused his training on three-pointers.

In his rookie season, influenced by the shortened three-point line, Ai could take 6 three-pointers per game and make 2 of them.

If he could put some effort into three-pointers and choose more reasonable shots, his shooting percentage would be even higher.

Unfortunately, in Su Feng's previous life, after Larry Brown came, Iverson put away that damn three-pointer, and he only practiced three-pointers casually. It would be strange if he could be consistent.

In the future, Iverson's injuries and inefficiency would have a lot to do with Brown's "anti-fan tactics."

In his previous life, many people said that Iverson was inefficient because his teammates couldn't score, but the question was, weren't Iverson's teammates the ones that Brown encouraged the management to get for him?

In his previous life, there were always people who wanted to clear Brown's name, saying how awesome Brown was for leading the Pistons' five tigers.

But in fact, when Brown took over that Pistons team, Carlisle had already built 80% of the framework for him.

With a team with Hamilton, Prince, the two Wallaces, and Billups, if Brown couldn't win a championship, then Milicic on the bench would probably end his basketball career early and give him a fist of justice.

And the main thing was that Brown was a two-faced man. When the 76ers had a chance to win a championship, he could praise Iverson to the sky, and when the 76ers had no hope of winning a championship, he could trample Iverson on the ground.

Wasn't the American men's basketball team in 2004 weak?

But the question was, even if you gave him Duncan, he didn't even know how to use Duncan. What was there to praise about Larry Brown?

This guy was a typical destroyer of talent.

Don't think that NBA coaches are all highly capable. In fact, as a league of superstars, the primary business ability that NBA coaches are evaluated on is how well they can get along with the stars.

From 2002 to 2006, European tactics had completely surpassed American basketball. Later, after a painful lesson, a group of young coaches began to take over, and no team in the league was willing to hire Larry Brown anymore.

"Is this the feeling of freedom?" On the court, Iverson, who was subtly influenced by Su Feng, thought to himself.

"Wait a minute... My template is Klay, so if Iverson plays like he's on fire, wouldn't this be the Philadelphia Splash Bros?" Su Feng scratched his head and thought.

Just like that, after playing with Iverson for two hours, Iverson was a little tired.

After all, there was a party going on not far away. Was it possible for Iverson to completely calm down and play with Su Feng all day?

As a "Human Iverson Encyclopedia," Su Feng knew the principle of knowing when to stop, so he took the initiative and suggested, "Allen, let's call it a day for today. I'll go back first, and I'll come find you tomorrow."

Tomorrow?

Listening to Su Feng's words, Iverson originally wanted to say that he wanted to sleep in tomorrow.

But looking at Su Feng's sincere eyes, Iverson felt that he couldn't refuse Su Feng's suggestion, because that would be too unbrotherly.

"Okay." Iverson nodded in agreement.

Watching Iverson agree to continue tomorrow, Su Feng smiled slightly. He had already decided that after the Summer League, he would go to North Carolina to bring Tracy to Philadelphia.

On the one hand, it was because Su Feng missed Tracy because he hadn't seen him in a long time.

On the other hand, after Iverson successfully helped him break through his dribbling ceiling, Su Feng's summer improvement plan needed to be changed.

He should forget about going to Los Angeles. What if Los Angeles was too fun and he forgot about Philadelphia?

As for Kobe...

Well, wasn't Su Feng creating an opportunity for him to have a private date with Brandy?

...

Splash, splash.

Just as Su Feng broke through his dribbling ceiling, on the West Coast, after switching between freestyle and breaststroke, that short and capable shark finally landed in Los Angeles!

If you look through the Lakers' history, you will find that this is a team with a tradition of super centers.

George Mikan, Wilt Chamberlain, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, these famous super centers in history were all members of the Lakers.

And now, Shaquille O'Neal had arrived.

He signed a 7-year, $121 million contract with the Lakers.

Trading Vlade Divac for Kobe Bryant, freeing up salary space, and taking in O'Neal, when Jerry West's operations were connected in series in the summer of 1996, the foundation of the Lakers dynasty was laid.

"I declare, the Lakers are my team now!"

At this time, O'Neal was only 24 years old, but at the All-Star Game next season, he would be officially awarded the title of NBA's 50 Greatest Players along with 49 other NBA legends. (The award was selected in 1996 and awarded at the 1997 All-Star Game)

As soon as he entered the league, he announced that the three great centers had become the four great centers.

Although he had been swept out of the Eastern Conference Finals by the Bulls last season, and swept out of the Finals by the Rockets the season before last, don't panic...

Because he would be swept in the future too.

It was common sense that the shark had no legs, so since he couldn't walk on his own, he could only be swept out with a broom.

"Su, do you know? I'm going to be teammates with Shaq!"

That day, after learning the news that O'Neal had joined the Lakers, Kobe called Su Feng as soon as possible, wanting to show off.

"Oh, okay." Who knew that Su Feng's answer on the other end of the phone would be so perfunctory.

"This is Shaq! In my opinion, he's the best center in the NBA!" Kobe said excitedly.

Hmm...

Su Feng felt that he had to buy a tape recorder and record all of Kobe's words and play them back to him in the future.

"Su, I'm sorry, but I might get a championship before you." Kobe laughed.

"..."

"Su, you don't know, Shaq is as majestic as a mountain." Kobe added.

Hey, that's enough!

Shaq this and Shaq that, didn't he just want to show off that he had a big man to rely on?

You...

Did he think Su Feng didn't have one?

Alth...

Although Ai's legs were thin, they were still legs!

Of course, how could Su Feng's thoughts be so childish?

"What have you been busy with lately?" Kobe asked curiously on the phone.

"I've been working on my skills with Allen.

You don't know, he's simply the best rookie in the 96th class.

Especially his god-like dribbling skills. In my opinion, even if you practiced for a hundred years..." Before Su Feng could finish his sentence, Kobe had already hung up the phone.

Sure enough, this was the real Kobe.

Su Feng wasn't in a hurry to call back, because he knew that even if he called back at this time, Kobe wouldn't answer.

...

The news of the shark's westward journey shook the league for a while. In the 76ers' coach's office, John Davis's two assistant coaches were worried about the list of players who would participate in the Summer League next.

As everyone knew, the NBA's Summer League was generally led by the assistant coaches.

Davis's first assistant coach, Jason, and second assistant coach, Rick, were both rookies, and they cherished this Summer League opportunity very much.

After all, it was a $100,000-a-year job. Who wanted to lose this job in the 90s?

In the Summer League, each team could sign any player on the free agent market, and they could even invite foreign players to play.

Anyway, as long as you provided food and lodging and didn't have to bear any other obligations, it didn't matter even if you ruined the players.

What Jason and Rick were worried about wasn't that they couldn't find anyone, but that Pat Cross had just told them that Cross didn't care about winning or losing in this Summer League.

What Cross cared about was that the data of his designated players, Iverson and Su Feng, had to be good.

So, this was very difficult.

Because if they wanted Iverson and Su Feng to put up good numbers, then where would they find the players who would play with them?

You had to know that every player in the Summer League wanted to seize the opportunity to prove themselves. Who would be so selfless?

Just as Jason and Rick were troubled, outside the 76ers' office building...

A muscular black man with an afro was blowing the "cold" summer breeze with his agent...

"Ben, why don't we give up? Let's go look somewhere else." The agent said to Ben Wallace, who had a stubborn look on his face.

"Let's wait a little longer..." Ben Wallace said unwillingly.

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P.S.: Thank you to Fallen Evening Wind for another Lord-level reward!