Tang Tian put away his phone after reading it.

In fact, this kind of forward swing person is the most common type in the United States, but because there are many of them, there is a lot of competition, and it is too normal not to enter the NBA.

Defense, Tang Tian will definitely be able to defend him, but if he wants to attack, in addition to three points, it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to score in front of this Foster at his other level that even the NCAA is very reluctant.

If he really wants to go it alone, he has to find a rule that suits him.

The heads-up on the field continued, and as Tang Tian expected, this tank was not Foster's opponent at all.

Even the confrontation that he looked like he should have been more dominant was completely out of his way in front of Foster.

In the end, 5-0, he was easily taken down, and Foster had another hundred dollars in his hands.

"Is there anyone else?" Foster then shouted to the crowd.

This time no one dared to go up again.

Although streetball players are more free and casual, this heads-up is linked to money, and no one will be afraid of money.

Foster shouted again, and when he saw that no one was on, he pouted and shook his head.

Tang Tian walked out at this time.

Seeing someone stand up, the scene suddenly rang out with whistles and cheers.

Although street court and campus basketball are both basketball, they have little intersection with each other because of different pursuits, and although Tang Tian is doing well in the NCAA now, no one here knows him.

Despite not knowing him, they cheered him for his courage.

"You're coming?" Foster saw that it was a yellow man, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

In basketball, the yellow race has always been the most vulnerable group because of their physical talent, taking the NBA as an example, there is never a shortage of outstanding whites and blacks, but the yellow race is really too many to count on their fingers.

Therefore, Foster's reaction was completely reasonable, and even when he asked so, the inside line was a little disdainful of going head-to-head with Tang Tian.

"I think your offense is a bit bad." Tang Tian did not answer Forster directly, but spoke directly.

As soon as he spoke, there was a commotion on the sidelines.

Streetball advocates freedom and high-profile, not to mention Tang Tian's strength, just his high-profile way of speaking is very streetball.

Thinking that he had misheard, Foster looked at Tang Tian with a smile, and after seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, the smile slowly disappeared.

"I think five goals, if I come to defend, you can't score a single one." Tang Tian said calmly.

At this moment, there was a sudden whistle on the sidelines.

This is no longer high-profile, it's just pretending! And it's the forcible kind.

Someone below was talking to each other, wanting to know what Tang Hao was from, but no one knew, and the only information they got was that he was a newcomer.

In the end, the unanimous conclusion was that Tang Tian was a hairy boy who didn't know the height of the sky.

But they also love to watch such hairy boys, and the bigger they talk now, the worse they will be abused by Foster later.

"Come on, then." Foster was obviously a little irritated, didn't say much nonsense, and went straight to the three-point line.

"Wait a minute, we haven't negotiated the price yet." Tang Tian continued.

"How do you want to play?" Foster asked patiently.

Tang Tian stretched out five fingers.

"$50 a game?"

Tang Tian shook his head.

"Boy, are you fooling me? If you want to play a $5 roll, I don't have time to play this kind of low-end game with you. Foster put away his posture, and his interest was gone.

He's worth a lot on the street, and there's no way he's going to play a game like $5.

There was also a commotion on the sidelines, they didn't expect Tang Tian to talk so loudly at first, but in the end, he was cowardly.

"It's not." Tang Tian shook his head.

"It's $500." He continued.

After he finished speaking, the noisy crowd around him suddenly fell silent.

$500!

In the street court heads-up, 100 is already an absolute high-end game, even in New York, the birthplace of streetball culture, there is not such a high price as 500 US dollars, because this price is a little higher, you can play commercial games.

Commercial matches come with an insurance clause that can be played in commercial games, and who would risk injury to play this kind of heads-up game.

Foster hesitated, $500 was not a small amount of money for him, and he had never played before.

"You're not scared, are you?" Tang Tian saw that Foster was unresponsive, and asked rhetorically.

He was really afraid that he would scare Foster away by talking too much, and that would be a big loss.

Scared, when this word came out, Foster's expression obviously changed.

Tang Tian first let out a bunch of big words, and then put out this incredible price, and now asked him if he was afraid, which was tantamount to putting him on the fire step by step, if he didn't agree, it would be equivalent to admitting that he was cowardly.

As a streetball player, cowardice is the most humiliating thing, and it will be difficult to mix in the future.

"What the hell are you here for?" Foster asked, looking at him.

"Me? I'm here to make money. Tang Tian replied.

After he said this, there were more whistles on the sidelines, and the coaxing became louder.

This is really too arrogant, if the person standing opposite is them, they will definitely kill Tang Tian!

"Okay, I accept it." Foster said coldly.

After being on the street for so long, he had never seen such a person as Tang Tian.

He hasn't played professionally in a while, but he's in good shape and he's ready to try his luck in NBA Summer League this summer, unless he's an NBA-caliber player.

But how can an NBA-level player appear in such a place, and still say to make money.

Those who can play in the NBA don't look down on this kind of small money at all.

Even if the opponent is a young player from another professional league, he can't score five goals.

Seeing that Foster agreed, Tang Tian picked up the ball from the sidelines, moved his joints slightly, and then threw the ball to Foster.

"Come on." He said and put on a defensive stance.

Seeing that there was really going to be a fight, the fans at the scene also paid attention and looked at the field intently.

They were really curious about what made Tang Tian so arrogant.

"Professor, there's someone over there playing a 500 round." On a nearby field, a man ran to the sidelines and said to a hooded man.

“500？ Who is it? The man was also a little surprised.

"One is a killer, and the other one doesn't know, it's a yellow race." The man explained.

The person wearing the hood was even more surprised, killer He knew that a player whose strength was very close to the NBA would have a yellow person challenge him? And it's a $500 game, which is really unheard of.

He nodded, and then went to the next court with the visitor.

Over there, the match between Tang Tian and Foster has begun.