The short ten-odd minutes passed in no time.
Every Knicks player who wanted to challenge Chen Xi had taken their turn.
Grant, Walker, Ethan, Toppin, Hart, Ingles, and even Drummond.
Whether they were motivated by the money or by the desire to challenge a stronger player,
once they stepped onto the court, they were bound to defend with everything they had.
But what was astonishing was this.
After the entire rotation, not one of them had managed to score even a single point against Chen Xi.
In other words, no matter who was guarding him, Chen Xi had managed to score every single time.
The tide of offense and defense had never even turned!
Every player came up, got beaten 11–0, and then slunk back off the court...
By the end of the rotation, it was 77–0!
That absurd number left everyone in the arena who was watching them utterly dumbfounded.
"What kind of Monster is this guy? Fine, he's accurate! But his stamina's this good too? Even late in the game, his shot hasn't been affected at all?! That's not scientific!"
"First shot was nothing but net, and the last one was nothing but net too! Wtf?"
"This is ridiculous! Man, though, I think we should be glad. After all, a Monster like this is one of our own players going into the new season!"
On the other side of the court, several assistant coaches with the front office watched the scene and whispered among themselves.
On the court.
Chen stood with his hands on his hips, first glancing at Grant, who had stepped up again in the same order, then looking at the large group of teammates gathered behind the basket.
"Are you guys any good or not? Put some pressure on me! How about we change the