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"They're not our school team members. Their opponents are someone else!"

"Someone else?" Zhou Nanyu looked around: "Don't tell me that someone who can't even join Jianghai University Academy is qualified to compete with Qian Gang?"

"This …" Xiao Xue bitterly smiled. And at this time, the sound of footsteps came from outside the stadium.

Duan Lingfei walked in with his head held high and chest puffed, wearing Ma Dazhuang's ball shirt, making him look much bigger than before, and what he was wearing were not basketball shoes, but a pair of ordinary mountain climbing shoes.

Upon entering the basketball court, Duan Lingfei's eyes swept the surroundings as he called out: "Where's Huang Tianjun?"

"I'm here!" Huang Tianjun stood up from among the crowd of basketball players. He saw that his wrist was still wrapped in thick bandages; clearly, his injury had not completely healed yet.

Seeing that he did not even change into a ball shirt, Duan Lingfei felt it was a little strange, and asked: "Are you not going to fight?"

"Who said I'm going on stage?"

"You challenged me but didn't go on stage yourself, what kind of logic is this?"

"Hmph, don't be naive. Who ever promised you that I would personally take part in a match?" Huang Tianjun sneered: "If you don't accept it, you can also find someone to compete for you!"

From the rules, Huang Tianjun's way of doing things seemed to be fine. However, as he kept saying that he was going to challenge the other party, he was not going to step up himself. Inviting others to help him out. This behavior was rather despicable!

Sure enough, Su Xiaoqiao was the first to jump out: "Huang Tianjun, look at that useless brat!"

"Hmph, you can use any means you want to win. This is competitive sports!" Huang Tianjun said with certainty, "Of course, if you are afraid of losing face, you can withdraw now. But, this first round is my win!"

"If you exit now, will you return that 200 thousand?" Duan Lingfei suddenly asked.

"You wish!" Huang Tianjun smiled sinisterly, "At that time, we already talked things over first. Only if you win would you be able to get 200 thousand. You'd better not take any chances!"

"Alright, I'm just asking!" Duan Lingfei shrugged his shoulders, "When will the competition start?"

Seeing that Duan Lingfei had agreed so straightforwardly, Huang Tianjun was surprised for a moment. Then, he suddenly laughed wildly: "Fine, since that's the case, I'll let you warm up for five minutes first, then we'll start the competition!"

While they were talking, Coach Zhao and Zhou Nanyu, who were spectating not far away, were completely stunned, especially Zhou Nanyu. His eyes looked like he was looking at an idiot.

"Old Zhao, I advise you to call the police right now!"

"What's wrong?" Coach Zhao could not react in time.

"You might not know the style of an English team. Let's put it this way. The other teams play football. Their teams play with their lives on the line." Zhou Nanyu wiped the sweat off his forehead: "Old Zhao, quickly call the police and the hospital. Take the time to drive the ambulance here, if not, when something happens, it will be too late!"

"..."

After a simple warm-up, the match was about to begin. First, a referee wearing a professional uniform announced the rules to both sides.

Regardless of whether the ball went in or not, both sides would serve alternately. They would score a penalty for foul, score two points for a three-point shot, and score three points for a three-point shot. The rest of the rules were in accordance with international standards.

It was a fair rule and neither side had any objections. Qian Gang decided on the order in which the coin would be served. Qian Gang was lucky to have guessed correctly, so he served the ball first.

He slightly moved the ball a few times, tested it out towards Duan Lingfei, and then directly broke through with the ball at a speed as fast as the wind.

After all, Duan Lingfei was not a professional athlete. He wobbled at the beginning, and when Duan Lingfei wanted to go up and intercept him, he accelerated, then confidently jumped up and scored points.

"Hur hur, just at this level!" Qian Gang made a provocative gesture with his thumb downwards towards Duan Lingfei after landing: "Looks like this match will be won with ease!"

Not even ten seconds had passed since the start of the match, and the score had already dropped to 2: 0. A group of school team members booed from below, mixed with Huang Tianjun's excited shout, "Good fight, teach him a lesson!"

Both sides exchanged pointers, and it was Duan Lingfei's turn to serve. He stood three points away, looking like he wanted to shoot a basket.

However, a trace of ridicule could be seen in Qian Gang's eyes. Anyone who had played the game would know that in a one-on-one match on the basketball court, a three-point shot against the opponent's defense was not a good idea.

This was because a three-goal ball was originally quite difficult and had a low hit rate. This was especially true for an amateur. They usually didn't have much confidence in winning.

Thus, Qian Gang didn't rush over at all.

From Qian Gang's point of view, Duan Lingfei should have only pretended to be doing something. In the end, under his gaze, Duan Lingfei raised up the ball, threw it, and with a light flick of his finger, the basketball was thrown out in a beautiful trajectory.

"Shua!"

The score changed to 2: 3.

"Hey!"

"Not bad!"

"His posture is very standard!"

The crowd below burst into an uproar as Huang Tianjun cried out in dissatisfaction, "What are you doing? Why did you let him score so easily? "

It was said that during the first month of school term, no one had seen him go to the stadium to play basketball. He probably wasn't an expert!

Therefore, Huang Tianjun's original plan was not only to win this competition, but to let Duan Lingfei obtain a single point from him, so that he would lose a lot of face in front of Su Xiaoqiao.

He never thought that Duan Lingfei would get a three-point shot right at the start of the match. How could he not be depressed?

Qian Gang clearly felt that he had lost some face just now. While he was dribbling, he said, "Brat, you have two hands. But compared to me, you're nothing. I'll just let you go."

On the basketball court, some people are good at making sarcastic and provocative trash talk, so as to anger their opponents and disrupt their tempo, whereas Qian Gang is good at it.

As he spoke, he observed Duan Lingfei's position and suddenly made a fake turn to the right, causing Duan Lingfei's center of gravity to immediately move to the right.

It was as if Qian Gang was waiting for this exact moment. His wrist flipped and pulled the ball back, and then like a gust of wind, it passed by Duan Lingfei's left side, and with a light step, he got another two points.

The match score on the stage became 3: 4. Just as the amount of money passed another point, he walked past Duan Lingfei in satisfaction, his mouth once again spitting out a string of trash: "Heh, idiot, do you know the difference between you and me?"

On most of the field, when he displayed this kind of strength, some players who had poor mental endurance would be thrown into disarray and make mistakes.

However, this time, there wasn't a single trace of anger or nervousness that could be seen on Fang Feiyang's face.