I'm About to Start Going All Out

Hearing the shout, Su Yang and Josh turned their heads at the same time.

Josh immediately said, “That’s NBA star Morant.”

“I know.” Su Yang nodded. Seeing Morant walking toward him, he smiled and asked, “You want to play me one-on-one?”

“Yes. You’re very good. Are you a professional player?”

Su Yang shook his head. “No.”

“Not a professional? That’s fine. I watched you play from the sidelines just now, and your skills are very well-rounded. I’d really like to play a game with you. Is that okay?”

“You’re a professional player. I can’t beat you,” Su Yang said modestly.

“Haha, that doesn’t matter. Winning or losing isn’t important. A lot of people want to play me one-on-one. Don’t you want to give it a try?” Morant said with a playful wink.

Hearing that, Su Yang stopped being modest. He took a step forward and said, “Sure. Let’s do it.”

At once, Josh and the surrounding spectators began chanting, “One-on-one! One-on-one!”

Morant carried his ball inside the three-point line and passed it to Su Yang. “You start.”

“Okay.” Su Yang caught the ball and thought, Let’s see just how big the gap is between me and a top NBA star.

Just as the two were about to begin, several people suddenly approached from not far away, men and women alike.

Several of the men who had been playing nearby hurried over to greet them.

Su Yang and Morant were also drawn by the commotion and turned to look.

However, the newcomers were surrounded by several tall, broad-shouldered men, so no one could see who they were.

Morant smiled. “Don’t worry about them. Come on.”

“Okay, let’s start!”

As soon as Su Yang spoke, he lowered his center of gravity and began dribbling with a series of crossovers. Morant immediately assumed a defensive stance, spreading his arms wide.

This was completely different from facing Josh. Josh was merely an amateur basketball enthusiast who played fairly well, whereas the man in front of him was Morant, a top NBA star who had been dominating the league over the past two years.

After dribbling several times, Su Yang began driving toward the paint.

Morant was incredibly quick. He immediately shifted his feet and stayed tight to Su Yang.

The moment Su Yang came to a sudden stop, he followed it with a between-the-legs dribble and then moved in the opposite direction from Morant. However, Morant was far faster than Josh and was barely fooled by the move.

He took another step and closed the gap. Seeing this, Su Yang stopped abruptly again, changed direction, and followed with a spin fake. He then rose straight up and leaned back for a fadeaway jumper.

Morant hurriedly jumped to block the shot, but he was just a fraction too late.

The basketball traced a beautiful arc before swishing through the net.

“Beautiful!”

“Good job, man!” Josh shouted excitedly from the sidelines, jumping up with an enthusiastic yell.

Morant gave Su Yang a thumbs-up and smiled. “Nice! The feeling-out process is over. I’m going to turn it up now.”

“Okay.” Su Yang took the ball Morant passed to him and drew a deep breath.

After that possession, he had a rough idea of Morant’s abilities. Morant was indeed very strong. An ordinary player would have been left behind immediately, and getting past Morant would clearly be difficult.

Su Yang held the ball and prepared to attack again. But just then, the group of people who had previously been surrounded finally walked over.

The others were immediately drawn to them and began shouting, “Spider-Man?”

Su Yang didn’t turn to look, however, because Morant was focused intently on the ball in his hands.

If even a superstar like Morant was taking the game so seriously, it would be rather disrespectful for Su Yang to turn his attention to some Spider-Man.

Su Yang began dribbling backward. In truth, winning the game would be easy for him.

Although his opponent was an NBA star, Su Yang had discovered after those few shots that he could make every shot, no matter how he attempted it.

Even if he couldn’t drive past Morant, he only needed to knock down a few three-pointers from beyond the arc to end the game.

However, he had no intention of doing that. He still had to show Morant some respect.

As he dribbled backward, Morant quickly moved with him. Unlike when he played one-on-one against other fans, he didn’t give Su Yang any space to shoot threes.

The moment Morant stepped forward, Su Yang noticed that his defensive stance was slightly angled to the right. He abruptly lowered his center of gravity and used his speed to blow past Morant on the opposite side.

Morant had expected Su Yang to go to his right, so the sudden counter move caught him off guard.

This time, Morant failed to keep up. Su Yang blew past him, charged into the paint, and threw down a two-handed dunk.

Smack! The basketball slammed through the net once again.

“Whoa! Shit!”

Seeing this, Josh and several Black guys spread their arms and leaned backward with exaggerated expressions.

A few of the white guys clutched their heads in shock. “Holy crap, man!”

Su Yang caught the ball after it bounced down and tossed it to Morant before running out beyond the three-point line.

Morant secretly swallowed. He didn’t say anything else. Instead, he placed the ball on the ground, pulled off his T-shirt, and revealed a lean, streamlined physique.

He threw the shirt off the court, bent down, picked up the basketball, and passed it to Su Yang. “Come on!”

Su Yang took a deep breath and attacked with the ball once more.

This time, Morant defended Su Yang with the intensity he would use in the playoffs.

Su Yang changed direction several times in a row but couldn’t get past him. Then, when he let his guard down for a moment, Morant stole the ball.

“Yes!” White shouted from the sidelines, pumping his fist.

After stealing the ball, Morant quickly dribbled beyond the three-point line. Su Yang immediately caught up and stayed tight on him.

Morant unleashed a smooth combination of dribble moves. First came a crossover, followed by a between-the-legs dribble, then a behind-the-back move, and finally a pull-up jumper.

Su Yang could have easily matched his rhythm, and he could also have leaped up and swatted Morant’s pull-up shot away.

But there was no need for that. He didn’t want to rely too heavily on his cheat abilities against a professional player.

Swish!

The basketball went through the net.

“Beautiful!”

The spectators outside the court immediately applauded and cheered.

“Letting him have two baskets is no big deal. He is a professional player, after all,” one white guy said.

“Of course. He’s averaging twenty-three points per game in the NBA, a league full of monsters. Do you really think that’s a joke?”

As they were speaking, Spider-Man arrived at the side of the court with his girlfriend, Zendaya, and two male friends. They sat down on the chairs along the sideline.

He was wearing a black T-shirt, a green Patek Philippe watch on his wrist, a pair of jeans, and Nike sneakers. His clothes were simple and ordinary, but his handsome features and decent physique made him look stylish no matter what he wore.

His only shortcoming was that he was a little short—he wasn’t even as tall as his girlfriend, Zendaya.

Zendaya was about 180 centimeters tall. She carried a Bulgari handbag and wore a simple white tank top with nothing underneath. Bulgari jewelry adorned her hands and neck. She paired it with a beige maxi skirt and a pair of coffee-colored LV flat sandals.

The two superstars dressed very simply in their everyday lives. They didn’t look flashy at all and were dressed much like ordinary people.

During the dead ball, Su Yang turned his head and glanced at them, thinking, As expected of major celebrities. They really do have a different kind of presence.

Spider-Man’s real name was Holland. He was a famous English actor who had appeared in many blockbuster films. His appearance at a public basketball court with his girlfriend, who was also a well-known actress, naturally caused quite a stir.

Still, compared with the attention they would have received elsewhere, it was relatively subdued. If this had happened in another country, they would have already been surrounded by frenzied fans, making it impossible to move.

Still, he could watch passersby play pickup basketball here. After a few fans asked him for autographs and photos, they went their separate ways.

Su Yang stopped watching, picked up the basketball, and passed it to Morant. “Keep going!”