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C752 Staples Center

The five team members had tears in their eyes as they stared blankly at the screen in front of them, unable to accept this result.1

Originally, they had a bright future in the World Championship Series. As long as they entered the finals... At least, it would be the second seed. However, they never expected that... They lost to the RNG in the semi-finals, and eventually fell into the virtual competition. Initially, he thought that the other three teams would win in the tournament, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to get the last spot.

However, as his IG status warmed up, he gave up the last spot.

Such a huge difference made it hard for them to bear it for a moment.

"Next year, let's do it again."

The coach of the FPX team walked up and patted the shoulders of the team members one by one. His voice was choked with sobs. He found it hard to accept this result. He had even cried secretly in the back a long time ago.

The five people who had been holding back their tears all cried at the same time. They were so helpless and heartbreaking.

The fans who supported the FPX team also cried together. In the huge stadium, they cried.

The qualifiers had come to an end. Next, it was time to continue training and adapt to the new version. They were going to adjust their status to welcome the World Championship Series.

On the other side of the ocean, in the Lakers stadium.

Manager David was sitting in his office. In front of him was a video that he had just received.

Next to him was his assistant, David Cole.

"Cole, this is the good stuff you were talking about?!"

David frowned in dissatisfaction. His new position as manager... The new season was about to begin, and he had a lot of things to deal with. He couldn't wait to split his time in half, and now he was watching a boring game here. And it seemed like it was just a match between a bunch of middle school students.

This made him even more dissatisfied. If it wasn't for the fact that he had been by David Cole's side for so many years, just this matter alone would have caused him to pack up and get lost.

"David, don't be anxious. Take your time and continue reading."

David was confident and had a smile on his face.

"I hope you won't disappoint me."

David patiently continued to read.

"Eh?! This, this young man's shooting ability..."

Very quickly, David discovered a young man wearing number 36 jersey. Although the young man's height wasn't very high, his speed, his dribbling ability... Even though the defenders were already in front of him, his shooting ability was still very outstanding. His shooting rate could still be maintained at 70%.

Such an astonishing shooting rate was extremely rare even in the entire NBA.

One had to know that this shooting rate was completely different from those high center players who had been fed pancakes under the basket. To put it in a practical way, a top 3D shot rate in the outer court could be considered as a Sharpshooter if it exceeded 40%. Of course, it also had to have a certain level of defensive ability. At the very least, it could not be a breakthrough point for the other party.

"How is it? I told you, I won't let you down."

The corner of David Cole's mouth curled up.

"Shooting is not bad, it's a good seedling. Unfortunately, the defense is not strong, so the accuracy is not very convincing. Moreover, this child seems to be only 1.8 meters tall, right? This head is a completely bottom-tier existence in the Alliance. He won't get any chances at all. "

David shook his head regretfully. The NBA never lacked geniuses. This was a monster concentration camp. Everyone was an elite. Only the elites among the elites could stand firm in the Alliance. And the key was their physical fitness.

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