NBA: A collection of super busts

"I can't go on, I'm out of breath." A dozen minutes later, Dina collapsed to the ground, not just because he was exhausted, but also because he was starting to question the meaning of life: "Did you come here to help me regain my confidence, or to completely destroy me?"

It wasn't that Dina wasn't ruthless enough; it was just that in the past ten minutes or so, Ye Feng had completely shut him down.

They were completely invincible; there was absolutely no way to defeat them.

No matter whether he chose to drive to the basket or pull up for a jump shot, he was completely unable to shake off Ye Feng's defense.

He was completely under surveillance.

Diner couldn't help but lament again: "Now I suspect it's not just a cramp, it's that all my athleticism and basketball skills have left me."

After all, he had been playing with Ye Feng for a whole year. How could he not know Ye Feng's skill level?

Although Ye Feng was powerful in the past, he wasn't so extreme as to be able to defend against smaller opponents.

"Hua Zi, how about you try something?" Ye Feng looked at Edwards. "You two team up, and I'll try defending two against one?"

"Are you crazy?" Edwards may not be able to play, but he's not incapable of playing. What's the difference between Ye Feng's request and suicide?

"Come on!" Upon hearing this, Dina immediately got up from the floor. If I can't beat one-on-one, and I still can't beat two-on-one, then I really shouldn't play basketball.

"Come on!" Ye Feng was eager to try out his newly acquired talent, so he immediately went to the outside and continued to closely guard Dina.

As soon as he went up, Diner passed the ball to the inside, and Edwards easily scored with a layup off the backboard with no one guarding him.

"We need to establish a rule." Ye Feng scratched his head; he had indeed been too excited...

"After receiving the ball inside, you can't dunk immediately. I wanted to test my mobility and speed in spreading out and tucking in, not for you two to practice dunking. After you grab the rebound, don't go straight for a putback dunk. You need to bounce the ball at least once after landing before you can attack."

"You should have said so earlier." Dina rolled his eyes. "I thought you learned teleportation from the Yardrats."

In the following time, Ye Feng continued to test his newly acquired abilities, running and diving back and forth between the inside and outside positions.

Because it was a one-on-two defense, he couldn't catch up in many possessions, but there were also many possessions where he used his now terrifying mobility to push past Hua Zi in the paint and then rush to the three-point line to contest Diner's three-pointer.

After scoring a three-pointer, he drove to the basket to block and disrupt Hua Zi's rebound and putback.

Back and forth, in and out, constantly going back and forth, Ye Feng seemed to have no sense of fatigue, running wildly without stopping.

While Dina and Edwards made many shots during this period, they also received a lot of blocks.

"Incredible." Finally, Hua Zi stopped training: "When did you become so fast?"

"Always this fast." Ye Feng lied without a second thought: "It's just that Krein hasn't let us play like this before. In the next match against Snow City, I think these things might come in handy. So I wanted to give it a try."

"I almost thought I was playing against Garnett," Diner exclaimed. "That was terrifying."

"You're overthinking it, bro," Ye Feng retorted mercilessly. "You'll never have the chance to play basketball with Garnett in your entire life."

Dina raised a middle finger, but then shook his head and slumped to the ground: "I used to dream that if I played well in the finals, I might be able to get into the NBA and get a training camp or even a second-round chance."

"Now I am completely desperate."

"That world is too far away from me."

"Actually, there are other ways for us to join and get closer to the NBA," Edwards said. "It doesn't necessarily have to be being a player."

Dina quickly shook his head: "Then am I supposed to be a cheerleader? I don't want to be dragged into the locker room by some big shot with special tastes during halftime and given a good beating."

"You're just like Dwyane, your brain is full of white, rubbish," Ye Feng cursed. "Can't you think of anything good?"

"Coach? Team doctor? Security guard?" Dina asked several times in a row. "With my grades, I could never become a general manager or a manager."

Edwards was too lazy to pay attention to this idiot. He sat down on the ground and looked at Ye Feng, saying, "Ye, after you leave university, you'll definitely want to build your own team, right? A medical team, a trainer team, a manager team, and so on."

"You need some people on your own, right? You need some people on your own to help you oversee things and handle those complicated matters."

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng immediately understood what Edwards meant.

This guy, as expected of someone from a wealthy family, really does have a quick mind.

He's sending his resume to Ye Feng, looking for a job.

He hopes to join his team and become one of Ye Feng's teammates after Ye Feng enters the NBA.

NBA players of all ages, especially local Black players, all have their own teams.

Of course, most of these so-called "teams" are actually just a bunch of leeches. They won't help the player at all, let alone help them plan their career or life after retirement. All they know is to ask them for money again and again.

Most of the star athletes who went bankrupt after retiring are like that.

Of course, there are also a few who have teams that can achieve great success.

For example, there was the later famous Rich Paul, and another example is the only one among Iverson's hundred cronies who helped him with his work and bought him that trust fund so that he wouldn't become a homeless person.

Ye Feng thought about the help Edwards had given him over the past year, his status in the team, and his character. If Edwards could join his team, it would definitely be beneficial in every way.

Not only because Edwards himself was an outstanding student, but also because he had a powerful background.

Given his parents' abilities, Ye Feng will at least not be fooled or scammed when engaging in business activities or signing endorsement contracts in the future.

"Of course I welcome you, Hua Zi. We're brothers, after all. But I'm curious, why did you choose me? Aren't you and Dwyane closer? You've been playing together for three years."

“He has his wife and family around him, it’s not anyone else’s place to interfere.” Edwards shrugged. “But as far as I know, you don’t have anyone like that around you, so I think I have a chance, and you’re smart, right Ye? You know how I can help you.”

"I can achieve my dreams in a different way, and you can gain a friend and helper who is completely on your side and serves you wholeheartedly."

"I have no problem." Ye Feng extended his hand and shook hands with Edwards. He truly had no reason to refuse Edwards: "Welcome to the team. But I must say, I can't have you as my agent. I want someone more experienced and more famous to help me."

"At least not for the next few years."

"Of course," Edwards said. "I know very well, and I will work very hard."

"What are you two talking about? Hua Zi is going to become your manager?" Dina was completely bewildered; he still didn't understand what the two of them were talking about.

"Didn't I just refuse to let him become my manager?" Ye Feng rolled his eyes. He believed that Dina would never have any bad intentions.

That guy has no guile.

"Let Hua Zi explain it to you," Ye Feng waved his hand and said, "Let's go back to sleep. We still need to prepare for the competition the day after tomorrow."