"Again!"
Wang Xuefeng refused to believe it and dribbled the ball once more.
He moved at an incredible speed, executing a three-step layup!
Basic basketball skills were second nature to him, the captain of the school team.
*Smack!*
The moment the ball left his hands, it was intercepted by another hand.
Wang Xuefeng's eyes froze in shock.
It was Lin Chen!
How was that possible?
Just a moment ago, Lin Chen had been outside the three-point line. How did he get to the paint so quickly?
After securing the ball, Lin Chen darted through the defense like a cheetah, swiftly passing three players. With a flick of his wrist, the ball soared through the air.
The basketball traced a perfect arc and landed cleanly through the hoop.
A swish!
Instantly, the entire court erupted in cheers.
"That was amazing! Insane! Insane!"
"That move was so cool! The school team is no match for him!"
"Who’s that guy? He’s so handsome! So handsome!"
The spectators outside the court were in awe, and soon the basketball court was surrounded by a crowd.
Even Qin Yao was stunned.
She loved watching basketball games, and although she wasn’t particularly fond of Lin Chen, she had to admit it.
Lin Chen's skills were impressive.
"His basketball skills… are incredible!"
The cheers were so loud that even Bai Xiu, who had been sleeping on the railing, woke up. He gazed intently and said, "An Yi, why don’t you give it a try? You’ve been playing streetball for so long, and no one knows you. If you were as flashy as Wang Xuefeng, you might’ve already found a girlfriend." Qin Shan teased with a grin.
"Too much effort for no reward, and no money either. Not interested," An Yi shrugged, glancing at Qin Yao, who was focused on the game. A thoughtful expression crossed his face.
Qin Yao seemed quite interested in basketball. Maybe this was his chance!
"Shall we continue?" Lin Chen asked nonchalantly, dribbling the ball with ease.
Wang Xuefeng’s face turned red. He knew he had hit a wall. Trying to show off his skills in front of his crush had backfired spectacularly. Not only had he failed to impress, but he was also on the verge of losing face completely.
"Let’s continue!" Wang Xuefeng gritted his teeth.
He had started this, and if he backed out now, it would only make him look worse.
Lin Chen caught the ball with one hand, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Alright then, let’s keep going."
What followed was almost too painful to watch.
Lin Chen was like a tiger among sheep. Once he had the ball, no one could stop him.
Wang Xuefeng’s team was in complete disarray, running around like headless chickens. Their coordination had completely fallen apart.
"Ah! I can’t do this anymore!"
Two players from the red team collapsed to the ground, drenched in sweat and gasping for air.
Wang Xuefeng snapped, "It’s not over yet! Get up!"
"We can’t run anymore, really!"
The two players shook their heads, completely drained.
Even though they hadn’t been able to stop Lin Chen, all the running had exhausted them.
Not a single point scored, and they were both physically and mentally spent!
Not far away, Qin Yao was still watching with great interest.
"Damn it!"
Wang Xuefeng punched the basketball stand in frustration.
He knew Qin Yao loved watching basketball games. Whenever the school held a match, she would always be there.
That’s why he had worked so hard to improve his skills, practicing relentlessly just to impress her.
He had succeeded, becoming the captain of the Dongda University basketball team.
In terms of skill, he was undoubtedly the best in the school!
Though Qin Yao still didn’t pay much attention to him, seeing her occasionally in the stands was enough to make him feel content.
Who would’ve thought he’d run into such a formidable opponent today?
Someone so terrifyingly skilled!
Now, in front of Qin Yao, he had completely lost face.
Wang Xuefeng was seething with anger, his entire body trembling.
The two players on the ground were useless now, and finding substitutes wasn’t easy.
They were the school team, the best in Dongda. Who could possibly replace them?
Just then, Wang Xuefeng spotted An Yi, as if seeing a lifeline. He called out eagerly, "Brother Yi, want to join in?"
An Yi?
Qin Yao turned to look at An Yi, her curiosity piqued. Did he play basketball too?
An Yi smiled without saying a word and held up one finger.
Wang Xuefeng’s expression turned serious. He held up two fingers, then added a third.
The crowd was baffled.
What were they doing?
But upon seeing this, An Yi leaped down from the pull-up bar with a confident grin. "Da Shan, Old Bai, Da Chao, we’ve got a big fish here. It’s our turn to play!"
Lin Chen raised an eyebrow, watching as An Yi stretched his wrists and stepped onto the court. His eyes narrowed slightly.
This guy was everywhere!
An Yi did play basketball, but not in any official capacity.
He made money playing streetball.
One finger!
That meant one thousand yuan!
Wang Xuefeng was rich, and a thousand yuan meant nothing to him.
He immediately offered two thousand!
Then, with the third finger, he added that if they won, he’d throw in another thousand!
Three thousand yuan! That was enough to cover An Yi’s rent for half a year! The temptation was undeniable.
"Substitution! The four of us are coming in!"
An Yi grabbed a clean red jersey from the bench and casually put it on.
"Oh, new players? Sure, go ahead and switch," one of the blue team players said with a smirk, clearly not taking An Yi and his friends seriously.
After all, Lin Chen was dominating the game, having scored over thirty points single-handedly. Even a provincial-level team might not stand a chance against him.
"Wait, who are you guys? You can’t just jump in like that!"
The red team players were annoyed.
Who were these newcomers, and why were they replacing four players at once?
Wang Xuefeng glared coldly. "Trash, you’ve embarrassed yourselves enough. Get off the court, change your jerseys, and get lost!"
"Uh…"
The red team players exchanged uneasy glances but reluctantly complied.
Wang Xuefeng wasn’t exactly a good guy either. He was a spoiled rich kid, and the team had endured plenty of his tyranny.
But who could argue? His family sponsored the school basketball team.
"Winning isn’t guaranteed, but remember, the money’s non-negotiable," An Yi said calmly.
"Streetball King, I’ve heard of you. Just play your best," Wang Xuefeng replied coldly. "A few thousand yuan is nothing to me. If you widen the gap, I’ll add another thousand!"
An Yi grinned. "Deal!"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
