Chapter 1: My system crashed?

Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the NBA God-level talent system! "
　　 "Ding! God-level talent options are being randomly generated, please choose carefully!"
　　 "A: Stephen Curry's three points!"
　　 "B: Alan Iverson's breakthrough!"
　　 "C: Russell Westbrook's body!"
　　 "D: Pass by Jason Williams!"
　　 "Please choose one of the above options as the host's basic talent for future development in the NBA!"
　　 "I choose..." Xu Xuan hadn't finished talking here, and there was a sudden "sizzling" sound from the system over there, like the sound of the old bellied TV breaking down.
　　 "Zizi... The system is crashing..."
　　 "Zizi... the system is trying to restart..."
　　 "Zizi...the system has selected the talent for the host!""
　　 "Ziz...Ziz...The host has won A: Three points from Stephen Curry!"
　　 "B: Alan Iverson's breakthrough!"
　　 "C: Russell Westbrook's body!"
　　 "D: Pass by Jason Williams!"
　　 "......"
　　 "Huh?" Xu Xuan was stunned for a while, "What's the situation?"
　　 But immediately he accepted this fact happily.
　　 "The system restarts, please check the host! In addition, an NBA registration form is included. I wish the host a perfect career!"
　　......
　　 "Xu Xuan!"
　　 In the basketball hall, an intense and exciting game is going on.
　　 Xu Xuan suddenly heard someone calling himself.
　　 "Coach."
　　 "Your task for a while is to defend? We need your defense now, okay? Just stare at the opponent holding the ball."
　　 The coach of the school team is about forty years old and he is already a Mediterranean.
　　 "Coach, I think I can attack!"
　　 "Offensive?" Mediterranean gave him a surprised look: "No, we don't need offense, what we need is defense!"
　　 "I think I can..."
　　 "I don't want you to think, I want me to think! I need to defend now! Do your thing!"
　　Mediterranean language is very harsh, Xu Xuan thinks that he might evolve and succeed before his 41st birthday—become a strait.
　　 But...you said you, I beat me, what can you do if you don’t beat me?
　　 You are the Mediterranean!
　　 Xu Xuan fiercely raised his towards the coach in his heart, and trot into the field.
　　 The game reached the second half of the fourth quarter.
　　 Now the score of South East University is temporarily behind, 67 to 62.
　　 "Hey, there is a handsome guy here."
　　 "I don't know if he has a girlfriend?"
　　 "What are you doing, nympho? Ahem, solemnly declare that he has been booked by this lady!"
　　 "Think of you beautifully, but he is really handsome."
　　 "Oh, Xuanzi, they are watching you." Wang Hong is a good friend of Xu Xuan, playing the SF position on the court.
　　 The place where the girls get together will naturally attract the attention of the boys, Xu Xuan didn't think it, but when he said so, Xu Xuan turned his head and looked at it.
　　 There are indeed many beauties, and the one in the middle is really beautiful. If you ask him to score, you should at least score 90 points upwards.
　　 The big power is 92 points here.
　　 Xu Xuan nodded politely and gentlemanly, and suddenly caused another scream.
　　 "Huh, just a little white face!" The opponent's number one is called Yan An and is also the main core of the team. In this game, he has sent 16 points and 6 assists, and his offensive organization ability is good.
　　 "What's the use of being handsome?" Yan An said jealously, "Bah", "You need a man with talent and connotation like me to be reliable!"
　　 Jealousy makes people abnormal!
　　 On the court, Xu Xuan took the serve.
　　 After halftime, he suddenly found that the opposite position was looking at him as if he was about to eat him, his eyes were red.
　　 Xu Xuan is a bit inexplicable, but he doesn't want to care about the smelly fish and shrimps in front of him now, he is eager to know what kind of strength he currently has.
　　 Outside the three-point line, Yan An waved his teammates to disperse, he wanted to defend Xu Xuan alone.
　　 Yan An stared at Xu Xuan fiercely, with a fierce light in his eyes: "Boy, if you can score a goal from me today, I will..."
　　 But he hadn't finished speaking yet, Xu Xuan was already under the amazement of countless people-"Huh!"
　　 soaring in three points!
　　 Dreamy!
　　 "This, this..." Yan An's eyes widened, and someone shot him a three-pointer in the face?
　　 "Is this the legendary dry pull?" Wang Hong swallowed, "When did Xiao Xuanzi do this?"
　　 "Outrageous!"
　　 The audience on the sidelines was also stunned, and the Mediterranean gentleman swallowed the words that had run between his teeth with a difficult "grumbling".
　　 This is a clean three-pointer!
　　 The audience on the spot burst into enthusiastic cheers after a second of surprise, and the group of girls also exploded.
　　 "So handsome, isn't this ball?!"
　　 "Although I don't understand very well, but I seem to be strong?"
　　 "......"
　　 "Damn! Die! Damn it!" Yan An suddenly turned into Sima's face, but Xu Xuan didn't even look at him, and just turned back.
　　 scum, there is a bright weapon!
　　 Yan An was eager to find the place, but obviously, in front of Xu Xuan, he didn't even have the qualifications to cook. Xu Xuan directly found the opportunity to make a breakthrough while on the move.
　　 Another scratch!
　　 The ball is directly broken!
　　 "Strike back! Strike back!"
　　The Mediterranean coach on the sidelines also raised his arms and shouted, his face full of excitement, as if he had expected it. Actually, this ball... is your shit?
　　 There is only one person ahead!
　　The opponent's center, a 201-height big muscle tyrant!
　　 He is in a good position right now, but Xu Xuan is not at all shy here, and directly faces the difficulty!
　　 I saw that while he was advancing, two consecutive fast-paced changing flew directly to the left. At the same time, his whole person also flickered to the left.
　　 The opposing center didn't doubt that he was there, and his body immediately followed him!
　　 This is it!
　　 Xu Xuan suddenly pulled back, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com left and right to dribble, retreated and changed direction and went straight to the basket!
　　 It was too late for the opposing center to think about coming back at this time. Instead, he was unstable under his heel and his body lost his balance—"Boom!"
　　 was directly knocked to the ground by Xu Xuan!
　　 At this time, the opponent was already wide open, and Xu Xuan went into the free throw line and took one step!
　　 "Boom!"
　　 The basket trembled!
　　 Super stagnation!
　　 "Wei Shao Tomahawk Chop" score!
　　 The score was 67 to 67 draw!
　　 The audience boiled instantly!
　　 The Mediterranean coach was stunned!
　　 His head is now full of Xu Xuan's stealing and knocking the center forward in the action of pulling up and buckling, this... knocking God down?
　　 Is he really just a college student?
　　 Shouldn’t this be the level of an NBA player?
　　 Yan An behind Xu Xuan was also dumbfounded. Compared to Xu Xuan's knocking down their center just now, he suddenly felt that the one he was intercepted seemed to be nothing?
　　 "Iverson!"
　　 "Iverson is reborn!"
　　 "Why did I see Westbrook's shadow on him!"
　　 "When did Nandong University have such a master? It's blinding my titanium dog eyes!"
　　 There was a sound of exclamation and admiration at the scene, but Xu Xuan shook his head. Can you really not see your own strength in this level of confrontation?
　　 He looked very good with these two goals, but in fact they didn't encounter any strong confrontation. The opponent basically lost when he shot, and he couldn't see where his current limit was.
　　The gap between amateur and professional is more than a few cents!