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Zhou Yi swung his arms slightly, gathered his strength in his calves, and rushed toward the high pole. When he was one step in front of the pole, his feet seemed to be injected with fuel.

The body stretched out and launched upwards like a rocket, with the arms rising along with it.

With a snap, ten centimeters above the spot where Ben Eze had just struck the pole, the plastic sheet was knocked over, and Zhou Yi's feet slammed into the ground, making the wooden floor creak.

The chattering crowd seemed to have had their vocal cords removed in an instant, their voices abruptly cut off, and they stared in disbelief at the scene.

Meanwhile, McGillop, who was watching from the side, was completely stunned, his jaw dropping as if he had been shocked out of his seat.

His expression, which had been serious, was now filled with disbelief.

As for sports director Murphy, who had just expressed his disdain for the I Ching, he was now rambling incoherently.

"Oh, shit, it's like he's sprouted wings and started flying."

"My God, judging from his expression, he doesn't seem to be using his full strength yet. He jumped even higher than Ben Eze."

Murphy remembered that this Chinese kid was a mediocre player with average physical talent, right?

Meanwhile, the stunned players recovered from their petrified state and began chattering in amazement at Zhou Yi's leap.

"My God, it's like this guy has springs in his feet."

"Fuck, this Chinese kid was deliberately hiding his strength. Luckily he's exposed it now, otherwise we'd be in for a tough time in the practice match later."

"Hey Eze, you lost. It's a hundred dollars, are you paying by card or cash?"

beep—

McGillop blew his whistle to silence the players, then anxiously asked a staff member, "What is Zhou's running vertical jump?"

113cm.

"My God, this kid can jump even higher than Ben Eze, he's broken the school record."

McGillop rubbed his forehead and quickly flipped to the player report on the page about the I Ching.

Name: Zhou Yi

Evaluation: A player with mediocre talent. His only advantage is that he is taller and better looking than the average person. His excellent performance on a bottom-tier team is insignificant among high school players.

Damn it, McGillop crossed out the phrase "mediocre talent" with his pen. If a vertical jump of 113cm is considered mediocre talent, then wouldn't someone with exceptional talent have to jump all the way to the top of the rim?

Everyone was shocked by Zhou Yi's jump. The foul-mouthed Eze, who was standing in the crowd, was now flushed, and his dark face looked even more unsightly.

"He can only jump halfway up to me."

This statement seemed particularly absurd and ridiculous after Zhou Yi's jump. Everyone was holding back their laughter as they looked at Eze, while the team's rising star could only look on with anger and embarrassment.

The physical test continued after a brief period of chaos, but everyone's eyes were now fixed on Zhou Yi's performance.

This kid shattered everyone's prejudices, freaking, he's practically a flying man in yellow skin.

Thanks to his hard work in his original high school and Green's jumping talent, Zhou Yi achieved excellent results in the subsequent physical tests, although he was slightly weak in terms of strength.

After the physical tests were completed, everyone's test results were handed to McGillop.

"Oh, our dear Mr. Archie Ambow..."

Looks like you guys had a great summer vacation. Hopefully, you're full of energy, not fat.

The veteran coach's speech made the people whose names were mentioned lower their heads. Last season's historic results had many of the team's veterans immersed in joy and celebration.

Food, parties, and dates drained these people's bodies.

"Of course, we also welcome new talents with unlimited potential, such as Eze and..."

"Zhou, your physical test results show me that you are ready to play for the Wildcats."

As McGillop spoke, his gaze skipped over Ben Eze and landed on Zhou Yi, who had been utterly astonished by the Chinese boy's leap.

Perhaps this player, who was forced into the team, might actually give him an unexpected surprise.

Of course, impressive statistics only represent ability on paper. Outside the NBA, there are many GOATs (Greatest Attorneys) in physical testing, but they often never even set foot on the NBA floor.

Everything still needs to be put on the field, in real combat.

McGillop announced the start of the intra-squad training match. Staff brought out white and blue vests, and Eze and Zhou Yi, as newcomers to the team, received the blue vests that belonged to newcomers.

This is a tradition of the Davidson Wildcats, using a rookie vs. veteran matchup to see the true potential of these new players.

"Eze, take off your blue and put on white," McLoup said after looking at Zhou Yi and Eze for a moment.

Now he's really curious to see what's inside these two Wildcats' new gifts, so he might as well have them face off against each other.

After hearing the coach's words, Ben Eze ripped off his blue vest and put on a white one, joining the white team that represented the elderly. As the small forward for the white team, Ben Eze was matched up against Zhou Yi, the small forward for the blue team.

Eze, now in a different vest, passed by Zhou Yi, his eyes fixed on him with a sinister glint.

The thought of that damn unrated noob ruining his first physical fitness test and costing him a hundred dollars is unbearable.

Eze wished he could tear this Chinese kid to pieces right now, he muttered viciously to Zhou Yi.

"Hey kid, thanks to the coach for putting me against you. I'm going to tear you apart on the court. I hope you don't come crying home to your mom, you unrated noob."

Zhou Yi didn't give him much of a look. Having a fetish for ugly things is not a good thing. If a person's strength needs to be explained to others, then he cannot be truly powerful.

The coach's team change arrangement was exactly what Zhou Yi wanted, and the physical test was just a good start.

To secure a starting position in the new season, you need to outperform your competitors in training.

Seeing that Zhou Yi did not meet his gaze and show fear as expected, but instead looked away as if he had seen a monster.

Ben Eze was even angrier. He twisted his wrist and walked onto the court, determined to teach this arrogant rookie a lesson.

With the sound of a whistle, the players from both sides entered the field.

White Team:

Point guard Stephen Curry

Marks Gosling

Small forward Ben Eze, known for his foul mouth

Power forward Steve Rossiter

Center Andrew Lovedale

Blue Team

Point guard Braden McGillop (son of the coach)

Shooting Guard: Bryant Barr

Small Forward: Zhou Yi

Power Forward: Ben Allison

Center: Dan Nils

The blue team, apart from Zhou Yi, consists entirely of white players, mainly rookies and substitutes, with two big men in the paint. On the white team, apart from Eze, all players are starters from last season's Wildcats.

The basketball was tipped away by the white team's center, Lovedale, a senior black player who served as the team's starting center and captain last season, as well as the team's defensive anchor.

With his tough attitude on the court, he averages 12.5 points, 8.7 rebounds, and 1.8 blocks per game, supporting the defense of the Davidson Wildcats.

The basketball has been handed to Curry, who has announced this season that he will be transitioning from shooting guard to point guard.

By changing his position, his originally slender physique will have some of its disadvantages on the court when placed behind the point guard.

Curry's entire career has been an embodiment of the art of three-pointers, but people often overlook his dribbling skills.

Despite constant harassment from the coach's son, he steadily controlled the ball up the court, and with a simple dribbling feint, he found a sliver of space to throw the ball out.

Swish—the basketball goes in, and the white team scores the first three points.

"Stephen's three-pointers are still so sharp. Although several players have left the team this season, with Stephen staying and Eze arriving, the team's strength can still be maintained."

McGillop, who was watching from the sidelines, said to sporting director Murphy, then paused and added.

"And Zhou, this lottery ticket that was originally worthless looks like it helped us get a ten-yuan discount, maybe it's worth a hundred yuan."

Murphy nodded in agreement, his eyes fixed on Curry and Eze on the court, but when McGillop mentioned the I Ching, his tone revealed a strong sense of doubt.

"Zhou, he is indeed very good at jumping, which is beyond my expectations, but at present, the best option for small forward is still Eze."

Eze is a four-star player; he plays in the top high school league, while Yi is just an unrated player. Zhou might be a ten-dollar deal, but Eze is our ultimate prize.

McGillop did not refute Murphy's opinion. Murphy was right; a four-star player symbolized better talent and better results in high school leagues.

He just watched the yellow-skinned kid running around on the field. In defense, he actively battled against Eze, and in offense, he kept moving nimbly. There was not a trace of fear in his eyes when facing a four-star player.

Maybe this kid will even get a hundred-yuan reward?

McGillop secretly hoped that the I Ching could bring him even more surprises.

On the field, the game continues with alternating offense and defense.

In the first two rounds, Zhou Yi failed to gain possession of the ball. The coach's son chose to take one-on-one shots on both occasions, but both shots bounced off the rim due to interference.

After missing two consecutive shots, he still had to save face. On the third shot, the coach's son dribbled the ball to the frontcourt and then passed it directly to Zhou Yi, who was just inside the three-point line.

Zhou Yi received the ball, and Ben Eze quickly closed in on him.

He kept harassing Zhou Yi with both hands, trying to snatch the ball directly from his hands, while his foul mouth kept spewing out trash talk.

"Hey, you unrated noob, I'm going to finish you off right here, you bastard."