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Chapter 1: Starting off with the Eyes of the Heavenly Emperor!

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"Su Yan, from the Dragon Kingdom, 198 cm tall, 110 kg, 100-meter dash in 12.8 seconds, standing vertical 69 cm, max vertical 85 cm, wingspan 208 cm.

Ball-handling skills: average.

Shooting practice: mid-range and three-point percentages are both mediocre.

Hmm?

No... why would we sign a rookie with such mediocre talent?

Even if he is a cheap undrafted player, this physical report doesn't justify our Bulls giving him a 10-day short-term contract.

This is completely unnecessary."

Manager's office.

Bulls head coach Scott Skiles was reading Su Yan's physical report, feeling it was unbelievable that Manager John Paxson had signed him.

"Ha..."

John Paxson smiled, unbothered. "Scott, don't be in such a hurry to judge. Keep reading the report.

You haven't finished it yet."

Scott Skiles:???

With these physical stats, is there even a need to keep reading?

But seeing Paxson's calm and collected demeanor, Skiles frowned slightly, then... continued to read Su Yan's physical report.

"Key emphasis: Su Yan's bench press is 244 kilograms."

Almost as soon as he finished reading this sentence.

Skiles's eyes widened, and he fell into a state of shock.

What?

What does a 244-kilogram bench press mean?!

"The Mailman" Karl Malone, that power forward known for his iron elbows and terrifying strength, holds the strongest bench press record in NBA history.

How much?

230 kilograms.

And now... Su Yan's bench press is 244 kilograms.

The key is that Su Yan is only a shooting guard.

A guard possessing the strongest bench press strength in the NBA, surpassing "The Mailman" Karl Malone—this sounds like fake news, like a fantasy.

"This bench press... it's fake, right?!"

Skiles's eyes bulged as he blurted it out.

"It's real."

Manager Paxson smiled and nodded.

He wasn't at all surprised by the shock on Skiles's face.

"Ahem..."

Paxson coughed lightly, hurriedly managing his expression to ease the awkwardness of his earlier criticism of Su Yan, then tried to find fault again. "Although his strength is good.

But a brute with no skill and only strength.

I think... he might not survive on the NBA stage."

Skiles crossed his arms, a smile on his face, listening quietly until Paxson finished, then lifted his chin slightly, unhurried. "Keep reading!"

There's more?

Paxson was even more shocked internally, and his gaze fell once again on Su Yan's physical report.

"Special note: In the team's one-on-one drills... on both offense and defense, Su Yan blew past the entire Bulls roster."

"How is that possible!!!"

Skiles practically shrieked.

His expression management collapsed once again, completely falling apart.

"No, an undrafted player, an undrafted player whose talent and technique are as average as can be, how could he possibly blow past everyone on the team?!"

Unbelievable.

Skiles couldn't understand it at all.

Although the Bulls had been the worst in the East for four consecutive years and missed the playoffs for five consecutive years since Jordan retired after his second three-peat in '98.

However.

The current team still had Jamal Crawford, with his flashy style and strong isolation ability, and Eddy Curry, who was expected to become the next "Shark."

Kirk Hinrich, as this year's seventh overall pick, also seemed to have the ability and qualifications to teach the undrafted Su Yan a lesson.

Additionally.

Scottie Pippen in his retirement year.

As the team's spiritual leader, even just as a big brother, handling a rookie who only had strength and no skills or other talents.

That should have been more than enough.

So... Su Yan blowing past all the Bulls players on both ends during one-on-one drills sounded completely absurd.

He didn't believe it.

Skiles couldn't believe it, didn't want to believe it, couldn't believe it.

But he knew... the physical report wouldn't lie, which is why his jaw dropped, and he fell into a trembling state of shock as if he had seen a ghost.

"How did Su Yan do it?!"

Amidst his shock, Skiles was full of confusion.

"Haha..."

Manager Paxson laughed, then shook his head. "I'm not sure either. His style of play is very bizarre, and I'm certain the players weren't taking it easy on him.

In short.

He just did it.

So as an undrafted player.

This terrifying strength, this bizarre but truly impressive level of offense and defense, is undoubtedly a treasure found for our Bulls.

Really.

I don't know how high Su Yan's ceiling is.

But... for the upcoming Summer League, I am full of imagination and anticipation for Su Yan's actual performance.

This anticipation even exceeds the "Chosen One," this year's number one pick LeBron James's debut in the Summer League!!!"

"Hiss..."

Skiles twitched his mouth hard, then laughed. "I also can't wait to see how that body and skill set of Su Yan's.

actually manages to blow past the entire team."

So the question arises.

Who is Su Yan?

And why is he able to blow past the entire Bulls roster!!!

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