My Manor

"Serve!" Bradley was a professional NBA player after all, and he was a starter, so he took the initiative to let Jiang Hai take possession of the ball. Jiang Hai stood in the middle circle and handed the ball to a short black man on his side.

Of course, the "short" here is relative. Compared to Jiang Hai, he was actually taller, standing at about 1.9 meters, and he played as a point guard.

I don't know when it started, but the main responsibility of the point guard is no longer to control the ball, but to score.

When Jiang Hai first started watching basketball, if a starting point guard didn't average seven assists per game, he would be despised. But I don't know when it started, it became insufficient for a point guard to average just five or six assists per game. The most important thing became scoring—averaging 15, 20, or even 25 points per game. Some point guards now even score more aggressively than shooting guards or small forwards. The best example is the Bulls' No. 1 pick, Derrick Rose, who relied on explosive scoring to win the MVP. Now, many of the hottest No. 1 point guards in the league are explosive scorers. A point guard who can't score explosively is no longer considered a good point guard.

Obviously, the point guard on Jiang Hai's side was also one of those players. After receiving the ball, he charged forward without hesitation.

He dove into the opponent's defense and was forced to stop. Fortunately, this guy had good basic skills. He didn't lose the ball when he was forced to stop, but instead, he slowly retreated. Then he looked at Jiang Hai, who was walking slowly from the center circle. Remembering Jiang Hai's magical three-pointer just now, he passed the ball to Jiang Hai without thinking.

As soon as Jiang Hai got the ball, Avery Bradley followed him and stuck close.

"Hey, an active NBA star is defending me. It's really impressive!" Although he was a billionaire, it was Jiang Hai's first time observing an NBA player up close. Of course, as a fake fan, he didn't know much about Avery Bradley.

If it were Kobe, James, or someone else defending him, he would probably hesitate for a moment because the reputation of such a player is like the shadow of a tree. With an opponent of such stature, he would not dare be careless. But with Avery Bradley... well...

"Use all your means to defeat me!" Avery Bradley said seriously, trying to open his almost invisible eyes. Hearing his words, Jiang Hai didn't respond much and jumped up directly. Seeing Jiang Hai leap, Avery also jumped immediately. He had seen Jiang Hai's incredible jumping ability from the sidelines. If he let Jiang Hai take off like that, he would definitely lose. Although he played shooting guard, he was only 1.88 meters tall—same as Jiang Hai.

With such a leap, he definitely couldn't match Jiang Hai, so he jumped forward. After all, basketball isn't golf. Although the league discourages physical contact, it's sometimes inevitable.

Bradley wasn't afraid of Jiang Hai calling a foul because this was just normal defense in the NBA.

As he rushed over, his body inevitably collided with Jiang Hai.

But something unexpected happened. He had assumed that Jiang Hai's body wasn't too thick and wouldn't be very strong.

However, when he hit Jiang Hai, though he didn't use all his strength, it felt like striking a swinging sandbag. The impact caused Avery Bradley to lose his balance in mid-air and fall. In his eyes, Jiang Hai appeared to have not been affected at all. He simply moved his body back a bit, as if the collision hadn't troubled him in the slightest. With a flick of his wrist, the basketball flew straight toward the basket in the distance like a whirlwind. With a swish, it went in—crisp and clean!

"Wow, face-shot! Face-shot! Bradley got face-shot!" The crowd cheered at once. They had just seen Bradley constantly abusing his teammates. While they cheered, there was a bit of resentment. But now Jiang Hai appeared—what about Bradley? What about an NBA star? Didn't he just get face-shot too?

It could be said that Jiang Hai's shot instantly ignited the passion of the entire crowd.

"Oh, great shot!" On the other side, Diliya also shouted with shining eyes. John, sitting on the bench, looked at Diliya and felt a little bitter. Had he just shot himself in the foot?

"Nice shot!" Bradley nodded, and then Jiang Hai prepared to serve.

But this time, Bradley was much more serious. He didn't allow Jiang Hai to catch the ball at all, fully committing to defense. Of course, with Jiang Hai's speed and explosiveness, there were ways to shake him off. But Jiang Hai had never studied these moves seriously. For a moment, he found himself a bit troubled. Although he didn't know Bradley, this guy had been selected to the league's second defensive team, meaning he had one of the best perimeter defenses in the league.

This year, Bradley just renewed his contract with the Celtics for four years and $32 million. Although the salary cap would increase significantly in two years, this deal—$8 million per year—was enough to prove his value as a perimeter defense specialist. He stood at 1.88 meters, but his wingspan stretched to 2.05 meters, giving him an extraordinary defensive range.

Under Bradley's tight defense, Jiang Hai had few options. He couldn't receive the ball, so the other two players on the court played one-on-one. Unfortunately, they didn't score. When the opposing team's inside player grabbed the rebound, he passed it to Avery Bradley.

Although Bradley had made his name in the league with his defense, his offensive ability wasn't bad either.

Apart from his rookie season, he averaged 7.6 points per game in his second season, 9.2 points per game in his third season, and 14.9 points per game last season. Like former star Rondo, his three-pointers were sometimes effective and sometimes not. Apart from that, he had almost no weaknesses—except maybe his height.

He had a hundred ways to shake off Jiang Hai and get the ball! With a quick turn, he dodged Jiang Hai and received the ball from the inside. But just as he was about to drive into the paint, a strong gust of wind flashed in front of him. In the next second, Jiang Hai's figure appeared in front of him. Looking at Jiang Hai's playful smile, he couldn't help but be startled.

"What speed!" In the NBA, there are many fast players, but to react that quickly and block your path requires not just speed but also explosiveness and balance.

Since he missed the opportunity to directly attack the basket, Bradley slowed down again, preparing to take Jiang Hai one-on-one.

His dribbling was much more stable than John's. Though primarily a shooting guard, he was still a guard. While his dribbling wasn't extraordinary, it was far from bad. He kept dodging and crossing in front of Jiang Hai, but never found an opening to break through the basket. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't.

"Too much explosive power, too much balance. Is he a tumbler? Where is his center of gravity?" Bradley thought. To him, Jiang Hai appeared to be a beginner, an absolute novice. His fake moves were simple but effective, and whenever Bradley thought he'd successfully fooled Jiang Hai and was about to attack, Jiang Hai would bounce back instantly.

Inertia, gravity—these things seemed to have no effect on him!

As a top defensive player, Avery Bradley had an especially calm demeanor, a necessary trait for defenders. Even if his opponent made a hundred shots over his head, he would defend fiercely for the hundred and first. This mentality never wavered. But against Jiang Hai, he felt like he had few options.

"Force the attack!" Though there's no time limit in three-on-three basketball, grinding away like this isn't the same as a full game. In the end, he made the same decision as John: force the attack! With a step of his right foot, he gathered the ball and made a sharp cut to Jiang Hai's left side. Jiang Hai immediately leaned into him.

As their bodies collided, Bradley gritted his teeth again. The force was too strong!

Not even against small forwards, power forwards, or centers did he usually feel such a strong physical challenge. This guy was just a novice. How could a novice be so tough?

But he still gritted his teeth and pushed forward, taking three steps before attempting a shot. No matter whether it went in, he had to throw it up!

But Jiang Hai wouldn't give him such a chance. The moment Bradley threw the ball, Jiang Hai leaped high, just like he had done with John earlier, grabbing the ball still in mid-air. He passed it to his teammates waiting on the perimeter.

As his teammates were about to pass it back to him, Bradley had recovered and leaned in front of Jiang Hai. But he didn't notice that Jiang Hai had pointed to the air.

The black point guard paused, but remembering Jiang Hai's incredible bounce, he threw the ball into the air, over the backboard. At that moment, Bradley felt a massive force coming from behind him. Jiang Hai didn't need any support; he exploded upward, using the momentum of their collision to knock Bradley away.

As Jiang Hai rose into the air, he grabbed the basketball sent by the black point guard and slammed it into the basket!