Chapter 1 Foster's First Offense

Foster's first offensive move.

A wide dribble to the left and right; his dribbling skills didn't have many fancy elements, but they were steady.

Tang Tian didn't move rashly either, just guarding his defensive position.

Foster suddenly made a breakthrough to the right, and his start was so swift that it caused a burst of exclamations from the audience.

Among the people who had previously played one-on-one with Foster, many didn't even have a chance to attack, because they couldn't defend against Foster at all; without defense, there was no ball possession, let alone winning the game.

But their exclamations hadn't reached their peak when they were immediately drowned out by even louder ones.

Tang Tian completely predicted Foster's breakthrough direction, directly preempting his position and completely blocking his breakthrough route, forcing him to stop!

This guy is more than just a big mouth!

Tang Tian could now display about 80% of his single-player skill package. He could defend against Butler, Brooks, and other near-NBA rookies, so he could naturally defend against Foster, an NBA fringe player.

Foster was very surprised, and he immediately determined that Tang Tian was a professional player. Although he didn't know where he played, he was definitely a professional. Amateur streetball players could never have such accurate predictions.

No wonder he dared to clamor like this; he had a foundation.

Recognizing Tang Tian's identity, he felt confident, but not at all panicked.

A young non-NBA player, relying on his professional status, came to the streetball court to show off without knowing the immensity of heaven and earth, and deserved a severe lesson.

After stopping the ball, he did a series of turns, followed by a smooth turnaround fadeaway.

The difference between professional and non-professional lies in the fact that any technique has undergone tens of thousands of training sessions, and the technical movements are completely instinctual. Coupled with his excellent physical talent, this shot was fast and beautiful.

There was another burst of involuntary exclamations from the sidelines.

But it wasn't for Foster, but for Tang Tian. Tang Tian jumped up almost simultaneously with Foster, and then reached out and completely blocked his shooting vision.

Foster only saw a hand, barely raising the arc to avoid the block, but after shooting, it was obviously short.

The final landing point of the basketball was outside the basket, a complete air ball!

The fans on the sidelines were stunned, and for a moment, they forgot to cheer. Tang Tian really defended it, no, not only defended it, but also defended Foster to an air ball!

This wasn't just showing off, but it was really a bit awesome!

After a moment of silence, there was an explosion of cheers and whistles.

This 500-dollar game was definitely worth the price!

"Defended well," the person called Professor couldn't help but say after watching it.

"Damn it, I underestimated you!" Foster walked back to the three-point line.

"Don't they exchange possession?" the Professor asked the person next to him.

"Their agreement is that Foster will shoot five balls, and if he makes one, that yellow-skinned guy loses."

"Interesting." After hearing the explanation, the Professor couldn't help but take another look at Tang Tian.

Foster's second ball.

This time, everyone on the sidelines was focused. After watching the first round of the competition between the two sides, they were afraid of missing any more wonderful moments.

At 500 dollars a game, this round was worth at least 100 US dollars!

This time, Foster dribbled the ball from the three-point line to the free throw line, and then started to attack with his back to Tang Tian.

In the previous ball, he had already witnessed Tang Tian's excellent predictive ability, and it was not easy to break through head-on.

If it wasn't easy to break through head-on, then he would post up. Anyway, he was a versatile swingman who could use many techniques for one-on-one matches.

Post up, turn around, then post up again, suddenly turning around for a fadeaway.

He had been accurate with this ball every time he played against the white guard before.

But as soon as he turned around, he found something was wrong, because Tang Tian hadn't been shaken off at all, and he was interfering almost simultaneously, his long arms completely blocking his vision and shooting angle.

Why is this guy's reaction so fast!

This time, he deliberately raised the arc and increased the force of his shot.

"Bang!"

The ball hit the back rim of the basket, bounced up, and flew behind the backboard.

Shooting with a completely lost angle and vision was basically no different from blind guessing.

If it was Kobe, he might have had a chance to make it, but for him, the chances were almost zero.

The jeering from the sidelines was even louder this time.

Tang Tian had defended two balls in a row!

Defending one might be because Foster himself wasn't feeling well or was underestimating the opponent, but two might not be.

Foster's third ball.

He didn't rush to attack with the ball, but took a deep breath and watched Tang Tian's movements.

Observing the movements of defensive players was what his college coach had told him the most.

But after watching for a while, Tang Tian didn't move at all.

It seemed that his college coach couldn't help him at this time.

But since Tang Tian didn't move.

He suddenly jumped up and shot.

A sudden cold arrow from the three-point line!

His idea was good, but he miscalculated the distance between Tang Tian and himself. Before he jumped up, Tang Tian had already pounced in front of him. When he jumped up, Tang Tian stretched out his hand with all his might.

"Pa!"

With a slap, Tang Tian directly blocked Foster!

The players on the sidelines were stunned.

This slap was clean and neat, and could even be said to be a head-on block.

Foster was a little embarrassed!

"That yellow-skinned guy, he won." The Professor made a judgment after seeing this.

Not only the Professor, but other streetball players also knew that it was impossible for Foster to score under Tang Tian's defense after seeing this block.

"It's not over yet!" Seeing the reaction of the people on the sidelines, Foster took the ball and threw it to Tang Tian.

He still had two chances.

Tang Tian returned the ball to Foster.

After Foster received the ball, he chose to break through, and then suddenly made a step-back stop while moving.

This move was James Harden's signature move in the future, but Foster didn't fully understand the essence of this technique. He didn't create enough distance from Tang Tian before stepping back.

Tang Tian took a step forward and jumped up again, blocking his vision.

"Bang!"

Foster's fourth shot was still missed!

He was panting heavily after landing.

This player who suddenly appeared out of nowhere was really too good at defense...

He even felt that the other party could completely gain a foothold in the NBA with this defensive ability.

Damn it, who is this guy, why did he appear in the streetball court in New Haven, and to earn 500 dollars?

"Fifth ball," Tang Tian threw the ball to Foster to remind him.

Defending four balls was within his expectation, but what he didn't expect was that it was easier than expected. It seemed that his physical fitness had improved a lot compared to before during this period.

Foster caught the ball, but didn't launch an attack immediately. He even seemed a little at a loss.

From the first ball to now, he hadn't used many of his techniques, but he had a feeling that no matter which one he used, he couldn't get past Tang Tian's defense.