Chapter 130 Welcome His Majesty the Emperor

The attack of an old boy did not last long. These guys just passed on their experience to Chen Feng.

There was no one left to train with Chen Feng except Hammond and Takanien.

But the benefits of this kind of experience accumulation are estimated to be unexperable to ordinary people, and the amount of information is even more amazing. How can a group of people who can become superstars in the NBA not have two brushes?

Although these old guys didn't stay in Boston for much time, there was Auerbach, and these guys all took the initiative to leave their contact information for Chen Feng.

As long as there is a problem, these old guys are completely on call, as if they really intend to treat such a little guy as their manover.

I guess these guys also know that if they can't complete the tasks assigned by the boss, they can't say it themselves, and Chen Feng's temperament is really interesting to these old guys.

"You boy must exercise your muscles stronger and stronger, which is definitely a very good weapon." Although Malone stayed for two days, such a tough man did find the feeling of carrying a basketball charge.

But those training points and training plans have filled the notebook in Takanian's hand. The dense special training points make Chen Feng a little want to die.

"Is this preparing to train me? Or kill me? Old man, please tell me the bottom so that I can close my eyes.

When he was tired and lying on the floor like a dead dog, Chen Feng's nerves were about to collapse.

"If you don't want to be beaten like a dog next time you meet Nowitzki or other insider, make yourself stronger. I don't want you to look down on you."

Before Takanien's words moved Chen Feng, the old guy took a sentence.

"Don't you mean that I'm old and useless? So, you have to be stronger."

"Your sister, it's still for yourself after a long time!" Chen Feng wanted to jump to scold, but now he is too tired and has no strength.

Rivers's guys have no objection to this kind of special training, but in the regular season, it is necessary to ensure that Chen Feng's physical reserve can keep up with the needs of the game.

For this, Takani'an promised that there is no need to worry, because the training plan he designated can only drain Chen Feng's potential, but it will never affect his game status.

"Don't underestimate the boy's recovery ability. He is as tired as a dead dog now, and he will immediately become lively the next day, so there is no need to worry about his physical fitness."

Takanian is too confident about Chen Feng's tough recovery ability. At the beginning of the special training in Las Vegas, the intensity was significantly higher than this time.

Now it's just to refine the boy's offensive means, not to let him strengthen his physical fitness, so Takani is at ease.

What's more, a wild boy who often unloads and unloads containers by himself is so easily exhausted? It's just that Takani's training is too targeted to squeeze out Chen Feng in the shortest time.

As long as you wait until the next morning, the boy will definitely stand on the training ground and hone himself like a fully charged robot. It's like a good knife that must go through such a beating.

Otherwise, he will not make himself sharper. If he wants to cut others, he must first make himself sharper. Even if the boy is a very ordinary knife, Takaniang will have to sharpen the edge of the magic soldier.

The forging process must be long. Takanian is not God. He can't extract the essence of those old guys and put it directly into Chen Feng's mind.

But this stubborn old man swore that he could find a way to let the boy understand something as soon as possible. At least he would not let those guys who are full of nonsense say that this boy's offensive means were simple when commenting on Chen Feng.

The training plan jointly created by Takanien and Auerbach is being carried out in the dark, and the Celtics' regular season is also continuing.

Losing to the Mavericks is indeed a little depressing. Although they didn't lose the game, they were always defeated at home by their opponents, which made the Celtics' group of guys feel angry.

If you are angry, you will naturally have to find someone to vent. At this time, someone must act as the scapegoat, or the unlucky Philadelphia man, who has become a victim again.

Originally, Chix has been in trouble recently. The rumors about whether Iverson will leave or not have always made this guy stand on the cusp of the storm. He is asked the same question every day, which has made Chix tireless.

As a result, the old gentleman's handling made the management of the 76ers speechless. Without being sure whether Iverson was going to leave, Chix said directly. His core was Iguodala, not the "answer".

"I am the head coach, and I have the right to decide who will shoulder the heavy responsibility of the team." Such a sentence is enough, at least in the understanding of those who care, Iverson has been marginalized by Chix.

The Philadelphians who are too used to relying on Iverson are fried at this moment. At least in their opinion, what a bullshit head coach, they want is the fearless Iverson! The lonely hero who can lead them to the finals, not the shitty guy, the idiot, the loser!

A kind of undercurrent has begun to surge in Philadelphia. As the person concerned, Iverson didn't say much, but this silence made Philadelphia fans panic even more. Maybe what Chix said will really become a reality.

But no one can guess where Iverson will go in the future. No one knows when the lonely hero will leave, but the atmosphere of the whole 76ers has become extremely sluggish.

Iguodala may be a good player, but this guy is obviously not qualified to carry the team's offensive flag. He also needs a qualified leader. Unfortunately, Chix did not prepare him.

A player who can only rush into the inside line and dunk hard can't really lead the team to the playoffs. This guy doesn't have the crazy momentum of Iverson's single-handed.

When Cix faced the hard-line style of the media and said that he could take the team to the playoffs, he was greeted by a series of failures.

Chix can only admit defeating to teams like Magic and Cavaliers, but even the Raptors can kill the 76ers for 19 points, which can't stand it. At least those Philadelphia fans have publicly scolded.

"Cix is a standard idiot! That guy will ruin our team! I really hope the team's management can get this guy out of here!" This is what angry Philadelphia fans expect from Chix.

Get out of here and don't harm our team here! But Philadelphia management doesn't seem to hear such a shout. Maybe they just want to find an over-coach who can survive the reconstruction.

A shameless guy like Chix is the most suitable choice. At least this guy can attract firepower for their management. Er, in other words, Chix is a tragedy of hatred.

The 76ers, who have lost three games in a row, are in urgent need of a victory, but Chikes ignores Iverson's approach and can't make his team strong again.

Even if Iguodala can average up to 20 points per game, he can't charge the team like Iverson, which is a lack of temperament.

He has not experienced the refinement of the big scene. Iguodala is not the kind of leader player even in the NCAA, not to mention that he has to face Iverson.

Although he is also called AI, a small character should be added in front of this. In front of Iverson, Iguodala will always be a small generation.

Iverson may not need to do much to make the team gather around him and burst out a strong impact. Even in the face of the Lakers, he can rush forward.

But when Iguodala was charging desperately, there were not many people following him at all.

A poor guy, a poor tragedy, maybe he can grow up in the future, but at this juncture of reconstruction, Iguodala is just a shield pushed to the front desk by Chix.

And when Chix needed to win most, they met the Celtics who had just lost to the Mavericks. Those bandit-like animals are now worried that they can't find someone to vent their anger.

"We lost three times in a row, but our opponent also lost, so I don't think we will lose on the road. Our first confrontation, although we lost, it was not a defeat. This time, we are better prepared.

When Chix came to Boston, he was still full of tough arguments. Maybe this guy was an absolutely strong madman, so he said in Boston that he wanted to take away the victory.

It turned out that this guy's kung fu is far better than his coaching talent. When the demoralized 76ers met a group of bandits, the only thing waiting for the Philadelphians had to collapse.

That was really a crash. Originally, Iguodala's two consecutive dunks in the opening stage could make Chix wave his fist on the sidelines, but the next scene immediately made this guy quiet.

"That Philadelphia boy wants to be wild here? What's wrong with this?" No matter how you listen to Chen Feng's sentence, it seems that he is sharpening his knife before the other party is finally sentenced to death.

"What's the matter? Of course, it kills him." Pierce's despicable smile has been completely assimilated by Chen Feng, not only the team leader, but also everyone else.

Killed, er, it's really killed. The 76ers led once in the first minute, and then, Chix witnessed a crazy slaughter on the sidelines.

38:16, this is the response from the bandits in Boston. In the first quarter, only 12 minutes, but the Celtics' bombardment has completely destroyed the Philadelphians' determination to resist.

There was really no way to stop those crazy people. Pierce and Szebiak threw four three-pointers on the outside line. When they shot, they really had no scruples.

The reason why the periphery is so strong is that Chen Feng suppressed the 76er's Durham Potter guys in the inside line. No one can stop this big guy's footsteps by grabbing all kinds of rebounds.

It's true that he hasn't used these tricks of substitution, pinch defense, and Chix. He even tried to copy the defensive strategies of the Mavericks. Unfortunately, his 76ers are not the boss of the West.

Chen Feng doesn't have to risk himself to fight with anyone. Durham Potter is not Nowitzki, and he can't stand the charge of the wild boy at all.

The guy just plundered the rebounds crazily, making the Celtics' shooters unscrupulously shoot, and the raindrop-like shot fell into the basket, making Chix cry on the sidelines without tears.

Three quarters, or less than three quarters, the Celtics have already got enough advantage.

The Celtics were all substitutes in the fourth quarter. Even Scala Bryan could get 10 minutes of playing time. You can imagine what a big lead this is.

115:86, this is the score of Chix when he led the team away from the stadium. It's not an exaggeration, but I'm afraid no one can stand the scene of leading nearly 30 points in the first three quarters.

The Boston media is even more directly satirical about Chix's pre-match wild words, "Win? In Boston? Are you sure you're not dreaming?"

"God bless that poor guy. Maybe Philadelphia will usher in a terrible low after losing Iverson, four consecutive defeats? Don't think about these things. This may be just the beginning.

Murphy didn't leave any face for Chix in the column, so he belittled the other party so bluntly.

There's nothing we can do. Who let that blind guy take the initiative to provoke these guys in Boston and provoke a group of crazy people? What else can there be a good result?

The 76ers are out of here, but Rivers is now staring at the next opponent.

Clevelandians, after the defeat of the Philadelphia 76ers, a group of Clevelanders are on their way to Boston.

The emperor, who is said to be omnipotent by the media, is preparing for his accession to the throne.

However, when Chen Feng heard the news, he smiled, "Emperor? Ha ha, is there a group around that guy...? Louis XVI is also the emperor. Hasn't he been killed? Anyone who comes to Boston to make trouble, kill one and two to kill one! The emperor? Does he have more eggs?

I don't know what kind of expression a little emperor will have when he hears this. Bostonian, I'm looking forward to it.

(Happy birthday to someone in the group in advance. Well, the sea is Black Mountain. It's about you. It's useless to look at others. Counting that you and the cup are the most out of tune. Are you dissatisfied? Want to bite me? Collapse your little front teeth! It's your birthday. Be good, or you won't have a cake. In addition, I have to say that comrades who won the prize, do you dare to contact me? So far, only three people have come to report to me. Are you so contemptuous of me? Hurry up, I'm so generous. Can't you cherish it? Contact me quickly!)