1210: C1210 Vogel's Final Test

C1210 Vogel's Final Test

After saying that, Vogel looked at LeBron James and Davis who were waiting to watch the show.

LeBron James and Davis raised their heads and looked to the left, while the other looked to the right, as if they had nothing to do with him.

Vogel looked away. "If you want to be exempted from punishment, you can also get a special permission. But first, you have to do one thing! As long as you can satisfy me, during this period of time when you are down, I won't ask you to come for a period of time, but you must make up for the training program."

"What's the matter?"

Lin Cheng looked at Vogel.

"This!"

Vogel pointed to the court next to him. A few staff were pushing a basket of basketball to the three-point line. There were five baskets in total, and each basket had 100.

"You can finish throwing these balls in an hour. Of course, your accuracy can't be lower than 50%!"

Vogel stated his request. It was not difficult for him to throw 500 balls in an hour. Even a primary school student could complete it. The difficult part was to ensure a sufficient accuracy. 50% meant that he had to score at least 250 balls.

If he were to throw 10 or 20 balls, the difficulty would be much lower. As long as he was focused enough, he would basically be able to complete it. However, once the number exceeded a hundred, or even a few hundred, if he wanted to guarantee a sufficient hit rate... Even the shooters, who were famous for their three points, would find it hard to guarantee that they would be able to complete it.

"What is Vogel doing? Isn't it obvious that he wants to destroy the forest?!"

LeBron James was a little anxious. Such a request was obviously unfair.

" You have the nerve to say that last night, Lin said he didn't want to drink. Didn't you insist on drinking him?! That's why he woke up late."

Davis glared at LeBron James, who was beside him.

"You're still talking about me?! Who suggested drinking?! You dare say it wasn't you?! "

LeBron James was furious, and he started arguing with Davis.

Swoosh!

While the two of them were arguing, Lin Cheng had already started shooting from the other side.

He walked to the first position, grabbed the basketball inside, and started to shoot. He was very fast, and as soon as the first ball flew out, he was ready to shoot the second one.

"Lin, Lin has gone crazy, right? An hour was enough for him to adjust his state and shoot. There was no need to shoot so quickly, right?! One must know that Vogel has requested for a ball with more than fifty percent of his life force!"

Davis was a little anxious. If Vogel was not there, he would really want to remind Lin Cheng.

"The ball, the ball seems to have entered!"

LeBron James poked Davis's arm, as if he had seen a ghost.

"What?!"

Davis quickly looked at the basket.

Swoosh!

Swoosh...

The basketball entered the net one by one, as if someone was controlling them and making them obediently line up to enter the net.

In less than three minutes, the first ball to be thrown had all been thrown.1

"Lin, how much did Lin enter?"

Old Zhan turned his head and looked at Davis, who was beside him.

"I don't know, but there are at least sixty of them."

Davis shook his head. He didn't have time to count carefully, but he was sure that he could hit sixty of them.

Eighty-five...

Standing next to him, Old Wu was holding a scoreboard in his hand. The words eighty-five were clearly displayed on it. This number was the number of times Lin Cheng had hit the first hundred shots.

It exceeded an eighty and a half percent hit rate, and its speed was also so fast.

Heavens, there was actually such a high chance of hitting an Archer in this world? In front of this eastern youth, those so-called God's Shots in the alliance were simply nothing.

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