"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!"
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